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Anal Beth

7/17/2006

I had known Beth for only a few months.She was pretty by anyone's
standards, with nice legs, a firm behind, and somewhat
small breasts (I
believe bite-sized is the term they are commonly called)
with bigger than
average nipples. We didn't make it until our fourth
or fifth date, and I
can't say that the sex was spectacular. Don't
get me wrong, it was good,
but until we went to a hunting lodge one weekend with Joan
and Bill, two
close friends, our sexual adventures were quite ordinary.
We all went to bed early on the first night at the lodge, feeling
somewhat exhausted by the long trip and our hike into the
woods. Since Beth always slept without clothes on, she
turned off the light and slipped under the covers, snuggling
up next to me. We couldn't do anything because Joan
and Bill were sleeping right across from us. At about 11:00
p.m., Beth arose from our bed and went downstairs. A while
later I also got up and found her in the living room, where
she was lying on the couch, on her side, still completely
naked, facing the back of the sofa, in the familiar fetal
position. She appeared to be asleep. I slinked onto the
sofa behind her and discovered, by her gentle stirring,
that she was still awake. Not knowing what she was thinking,
or feeling, I turned on my side, so that my chest was pressed
against her back, spoon-like, and cradled her body against
mine. I reached around her to cup her small, almost girlish
breasts in my hands, stroking and kneading them and feeling
her nipples slowly gain erection. I moved my left hand down
to her groin, pressing into the soft, curly hairs, and began
stroking there too. She responded by pushing her ass back
against me, parting her legs in the process, leaving her
left leg raised, lazily resting on my hip. Then, in her assertive
way, she reached between her legs and took my cock in her
hand, guiding it to, but not into, her. Still behind her,
almost passive, my half-erect cock was between her legs,
and she was rubbing it in a slow, circular motion against
her clitoris. When I changed my position slightly in an
obvious effort to slide myself into her, she pushed the
shaft back, then whispered, "Uh-uh. Not there; I
want you here, in my ass." So saying, she placed the
head of my cock right in the middle of her anus, then rubbed
it back and forth across
the diminutive opening. At first, I thought she was teasing
me. "Are you serious?" I asked, somewhat incredulously.
We had never done that before, and I remember wondering
if this was something about Beth's sexuality that
I hadn't known. "Just do it. I want to feel your
cock inside my ass, " she said softly. She rubbed
the cockhead a few more times against her nether opening.
"Mmm, David, I want it deep inside my ass." My
cock was already so wet from being rubbed between her moist
pussy lips that it broke the sphinctoral plane with surprisingly
little effort. She grunted as the cockhead broke the barrier,
then hissed between her teeth. "Slowly, "
she said, "work it in slowly." She shifted her
hips slightly to accommodate the unaccustomed presence
of something inside her ass. "Am I hurting you?"
"A little, " she replied, punctuated by a gasp
of breath. "Oh, it feels so fucking big!" I squeezed
her breasts hard, flattening them against her chest, as
I softly kissed the nape of her neck. "I don't
believe how tight you are!"
"Are you in all the way?" she gasped. "I
feel like I've been split in two!" "Just
a little more." I pressed my cock forward, then felt
it being
tightened like a vise by her sphincter muscle. I seemed
to gain ground
only by easing back slightly and then pushing forward.
She grunted and
moaned a few more times before I finally pressed my wiry
pubic hairs into
her lower ass. "How's that?" I whispered.
"Fucking unbelievable! Don't move for a few
seconds. I have to get used to it." I continued kneading
her breasts and kissing her neck and shoulders while my
sheathed phallus remained completely motionless inside
her. I could tell the entry had been somewhat painful for
her, but that was not unexpected. The walls of her rectum
were warm and smooth against my cock. From time to time,
she contracted her anus around the sheathed sword, as she
tested the elasticity of her anal muscle. The anal contractions
were beginning to have an effect on me. "If you keep
that up, " I said after a particularly tight contraction,
"I'm going to come. I feel close already."
"No! Please, don't come yet! You just put it in,
you haven't really fucked me yet. Can you hold off?"
"I'll try. I can't tell you how good it feels!"
"The pain is subsiding, " she said. "Give
it just a few more seconds and you can start moving in and
out a bit." "I'll come for sure, then, "
I pleaded. "No you won't. If you do, I'll
never let you do this again!" Now that I had discovered
this side of Beth, or should I say the backside of Beth, I
knew that I would want to take her anally, and often,
again. Maybe she wasn't being serious, but her warning
was sufficient
incentive to do everything I could to keep from spilling
my seed inside her.
My reward for holding off? Pure ecstasy! With the pain all
but gone, Beth began moving her buttocks in a slow, circular
pattern, while my ensconced cock, a prisoner inside her,
obediently followed. Somewhere along the line I began
to slowly piston my manhood. The dual phenomenon of our
syncopated rhythm sent the both of us to a high we had never
before
known. Beth was beside herself, having discovered an animalistic
instinct she never knew she had, and, with the discovery,
she developed a far different attitude toward our love-making.
Outside of a few "dirty" words like "fuck"
or "suck", said in the heat of passion to titillate
me, she had
never been one to be vocal about her needs--until now! "OH!
Fuck my ass!
Give it to me! Oh, my ass! I love it in my ass! Oh, David, it
feels so good!"
Her voice could be heard through the house. "Hey, "
I said softly, "the others will hear you." "Just
shove it in me! Make it hurt! Fuck my asssss!"
Her immodest exclamations, within earshot of the others,
drove me to a
new frenzy. I started pumping her like a madman, driving
my cock in and
out of her beautiful, tight ass with complete abandon.
She grunted, she
groaned, she bucked her ass against my abdomen, snorting
rather than
breathing, trying to pull me even further into the dark
abyss. My hands on her breasts were no longer gentle. If
she wanted to feel hurt, I would be more that happy to oblige.
I took her turgid nipples between the thumbs and forefingers
of each of my hands and squeezed the nubbins sharply, painfully.
It was this final, almost desperate gesture, that seemed
to do the trick. "I'm coming!" she cried.
"I'm coming! YESSSSSSS!" Miracle of miracles,
just as her anal contractions (I assume from her orgasm)
gripped my cock, I let loose also, filling her with spurt
after spurt from my sheathed sword. It was, without a doubt,
one of the best fucks I had had in long time. I hoped she felt
the same way. We both came down slowly. I didn't dare
withdraw myself from her. I just let the old guy fall asleep
inside the dark hole, feeling every once in a while a tiny
anal contraction that only served to remind me of what we
had just done. Finally, my limp member fell out, on its own,
sliding onto
the inside of her inner right thigh, still wet from my spending.
Beth turned her naked body completely around until we were
belly to belly, chest to chest. She wrapped her arms around
my back and held me. She pressed her loins into mine, our
pubic hairs mingling. "That was great, " she
whispered sexily. I smiled. "I'm glad I held
off, like you asked." "I had no idea I could get
that turned on back there. I guess I'm what you call
anal-erotic." I laughed. "Would you really
have denied me the pleasure if I had come earlier?"
She laughed also. "You'll never knew, my sweet
David, will you?"
"I guess I never will." When our lips met, her
tongue went right for my tonsils. She ground her abdomen
into me slowly, sensuously, creating that familiar stirring
in my manhood that had disappeared inside her wonderfully
tight derriere. I think she felt me growing, or at least
sensed it, because she
slipped her hand between our clasped bodies and quickly
located my semi-
erect penis. Her tongue searched every nook and cranny
inside my eager
mouth as she slowly stroked me back to hardness. "Don't
you ever quit?" I asked, breaking the passionate
kiss. "Build a better mousetrap and the world will
beat a path to your door, " she quipped. "So
you're equating a beautiful assfuck with a mousetrap?"
"Sort of, " she giggled. "I mean, show
me a new way to get off, like you just did, and I'll be
at your doorstep, every night, wanting more." I smiled,
then moved my hands to her buttocks, feeling the ass that
I had just fucked, and squeezed the globes between my fingers,
prying them apart, exposing her anus to the uncaring back
of the sofa. "What are you doing, young man?"
"I'm back at the doorstep again, " I replied,
searching for her anal button with my middle finger and,
upon finding it, pressing inward slightly, not penetrating
her, but letting her know that I was eager to play back there
again. "Don't you ever quit?" she laughed,
a reference to my earlier question. She squeezed my cock
tightly, then released it, before working her hand toward
the head and squeezing it once more. "I like your mousetrap, "
I said, pushing the tip of my finger into the recently deflowered
opening. Beth laughed at my feeble attempt at humor. She
was slowly masturbating my cock now, alternating the squeezing
with up and down movements of her hand. "I don't
ever remember him rising so quickly again, " she
whispered. Just then Ellen came down the stairs from the
loft. I turned around just in time to see her throwing a white
terry-cloth robe over her naked body. Her tits were quite
a bit larger than Beth's, but her nipples were actually
smaller. "What the hell is going on down here?"
asked Ellen. Beth laughed. "Did we wake you?"
"All I could here was someone screaming 'Fuck
me in the ass!' Wouldn't that have awakened you?"
She didn't seem mad, just interested. "I told
her to be quiet. Now I'm embarrassed, " I said.
Ellen laughed. "If you're as good as it sounded,
there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It would
be a good idea to go wash up, though, after something like
that." I blushed. "You're right, will
you please excuse me." I pried myself away from Beth,
then walked quickly past Ellen. I couldn't help but
notice that her eyes were on my erection. I washed thoroughly,
even my balls and anus. I had no idea what might happen the
rest of the evening, but I wanted to be prepared for anything.
I dried myself by running a towel back and forth between
my legs, making sure I worked it well into my ass crevice.
When I returned to the living room, Ellen was seated on the
sofa next to Beth, who was still reclining on her side. Ellen
sat in such a way that she blocked my view of Beth's hairy
pussy, kind of facing her, her left forearm resting nonchalantly
on Beth's rib cage. Beth's left arm lay across
Ellen's lap, kind of flopped there for want of a better
place to put it. Ellen's robe had ridden pretty much
up her legs, but she had the garment wrapped around in such
a way that her charms were well hidden from view. For decency's
sake, I held the towel I had been drying myself off with in
front of my crotch. My flag was at half-staff beneath the
towel. "Can I ask a personal question?" Ellen
asked of Beth. "If you want, " she replied.
"Did it hurt?" Beth blushed profusely. I smiled.
"You mean what he just did to me with that monster cock
of his?" "Uh-uh, " replied Ellen with
a broad smile. A pensive look, quite serious look came over
Beth's face. "At first, it hurt a lot. I thought
the bastard was going to split me in two. But after a while,
I became quite used to it. I really wanted it inside me after
the pain went away. It's such a different, filling
sensation, to have something in your ass." "Makes
me wish we had tried it on the first date, instead of waiting
until now, " I said, only partly in jest. "It
makes me wish I let someone do it ten years ago. Just think,
I've missed all that time. Have you ever done it, Ellen?"
It was Ellen's turn to blush. She lowered her head in
embarrassment. "Yes, " she whispered in response.
"What are you acting so shy about?" laughed
Beth. "You didn't like it?" "Mmmm.
I loved it. I've been turned on by...you know...anal
things ever since I was a teenager. Man, I don't believe
I'm talking so openly about it." "You better
define 'anal things, '" said Beth. Ellen
really blushed at that question. "Well, I like to
do things to people's. uh. asses, and I like to have
things done to mine." "Like what?" asked
Beth. Ellen had really piqued her interest. "Like.."
There was a long, pregnant pause. I could almost see her
mind thinking. "Like having my anus.... ah... what's
the term?" She seemed to be searching for just the
right words. "Ah, you know...rimmed, " she
blurted. She paused for a moment, quiet and pensive. "Do
you know what that means?" "I don't think
so, " said Beth, quite honestly. "It's
like when someone licks you back there with their tongue."
Her face was red as a beet now. "I see, " said
Beth, raising her eyebrows as her interest began to become
more and more aroused. "And I like to do that to others,
too." She seemed more animated now, more open, like
she was confessing something she had held back for many
years. "Am I embarrassing you?" she asked.
Beth smiled. "Of course not, please go on."
"If I'm not getting rimmed with a tongue or fucked
by a nice cock in my ass, I like to have someone put a dildo
in my backside. Oh, just thinking about it turns me on!"
Just hearing about it was turning me on. My manhood was coming
back to life, beginning to peak its head through the towel
over my lap. Nervously, I pulled the towel completely over
it. Ellen looked straight into Beth's eyes. "Would
you like me to show you something very special?" Beth
gulped. She thought for a few moments. "I'm game."
Ellen turned her head and looked at me. "May I borrow
her for few minutes?" "Oh, yes...Of course.
I'll leave." I started to get up. "Why don't
you stay and enjoy the show, " said Ellen sexily.
"I don't mind if Beth doesn't." Beth
looked at me with her expressive, puppy-dog eyes. I could
read the sexual excitement in them. "Maybe he'll
get some new ideas, " she said, giving me a little
wink, an obvious invitation for me to remain and watch.
"He just might, " said Ellen, pulling apart
the sash on her robe, letting the top loosen, permitting
my hungry eyes to spy on a good deal of her ample breasts.
She looked over at me for a brief second, as if she were pondering
her next move, then stood and nonchalantly shed the robe
completely, dropping it fall to the floor at her feet, before
sitting back
down. It all happened so quickly, in one fluid motion, my
mind had to
adjust to the delightful fact that there were two quite
pretty ladies in front of me, and neither had a stitch of
clothes on! My eyes darted from Ellen's full, hanging
breasts, with their silver dollar-sized areola and thick,
brown nipples, to the soft, light-brown triangle of curls
which tapered quite nicely to a 'V' at her lower
abdomen. She made absolutely no effort to hide anything
from my view. To the contrary, I think she kind of enjoyed
showing her more than adequate body off for me (and, I'm
sure, for Beth as well). I made a mental note to ask Ellen
later if she trimmed her pubic fleece, so delicate did her
treasures look. The growth of her curls was quite sparse;
in fact, I found it quite amazing that Beth's thick
forest of much darker curls completely hid her cuntal slit,
whereas the thin crack of Ellen's pussy was quite visible
through the hairs. Ellen devoured Beth with her soft, bluish-green
eyes. Her voice was soft as the morning. "Would you
like me to give you a rim job?" Beth seem mesmerized
by this woman. She managed only to nod her head in affirmation.
Her hand was just below Ellen's melon-like right breast.
For a second, I thought she was going to cup it. I tried to
imagine her doing so, hoping that she could read my mind,
but my little trick didn't work, she just kept her hand
stationary beneath the hanging globe.
"Kneel on the floor. Rest the top of your body on the
sofa cushion, " said Ellen, her voice devoid of its
previous nervousness. Beth curled her legs to her chest
and pushed herself past the still seated woman. I loved
her nakedness. My cock was now throbbing. Stealthily,
I slipped my hand under the towel and got a good grip on myself.
This is one show I knew I would really enjoy. "Like
this?" asked Beth, moving to a kneeling position
at the far right side of the sofa and leaning forward, resting
her chest on the blue
velvet cushion and the side of her head on her forearm. "That's
just fine, " said Ellen, sliding off the sofa and
moving to a seated position to Beth's left.
Ellen leaned slightly forward, her left breast scraping
Beth's hip. "So this is what you had to work with.
What a perfect ass!" I thought to myself, "How
true!" as I watched Ellen place the palms of her hands
over each of the twin hemispheres and gently squeeze the
pure white flesh. "Mmm, that feels good, "
husked Beth. "It's going to feel a whole lot better
when I'm through with you. She leaned further down
and planted a soft kiss on the upper left buttock while she
sensuously ran her fingernails all over Beth's ass,
raising tiny goose-bumps across the alabaster surface.
Beth hissed loudly, between her teeth. "Oh, that
feels nice!" "It's called the warm-up, "
said Ellen, running the tips of her fingers in a straight
line inside the crack of Beth's buttocks, all the way
down to the anal region. She was careful, however, not to
touch the recently deflowered rosebud. It was obvious
she knew exactly how to extract every ounce of sexual excitement
from her willing victim before she really pounced. Beth's
breathing was becoming more labored as Ellen played tunes
along the inside of the ass crack. "I hope you're
not too modest, " she said, "you're boyfriend
is about to get an eyeful." I didn't comprehend
the meaning of her words until I watched Ellen move her hands
to Beth's lower ass. Using primarily her thumbs for
leverage, she pried apart the two halves of the split pumpkin,
exposing the pink, round anal button that I had only recently
deflowered. "I've never felt so exposed, "
said Beth, feeling both of our eyes on her most private area.
She kept her head uplifted and stared straight ahead. "Relax, "
whispered Ellen. "We're all friends."
"Friends usually don't examine each other's
assholes, " quipped Beth. "I like to look at
yours, " said Ellen. "It looks so tiny. How
did her ever get his cock inside you?" "Very
carefully, " I said, and we all laughed.
Ellen seemed somewhat jealous that I had been the fist to
invade Beth's most private area. She looked at me with
a slight look of disdain. "Men don't know how
to take good care of a woman's ass. It takes a woman to
do it right." Beth immediately became defensive.
"I think he did just fine just a
few minutes ago. I'm still tingling inside my ass."
Ellen got more perturbed. She turned back and examined
the opened anal region. "Wait until I finish with
you, honey. I'll make you forget about his cock."
She seemed bent on proving to Beth that she could better
satisfy her sexual needs than I could. It was a contest now,
between me and her. I had already played my part, now it was
her turn. It didn't really matter who was better Beth
was the real winner of the contest because all she had to
do was sit back and enjoy. For the rest of the session, Ellen
completely ignored me, blocking me from her mind, concentrating
only on the job at hand--giving Beth the best anal sex she
was capable of giving. She ordered Beth to stretch out on
the carpet, prone, on her tummy. She did so, making a lovely
picture with her cute, curved ass and tightly closed legs.
She was perpendicular to the sofa, her head almost touching
its base. Ellen then turned and sort of squatted over Beth's
naked back, placing her knees on either side of Beth's
ribs. From my vantage point, almost directly behind my
prone girlfriend's feet, I had a nice view of Ellen's
light-haired pubic area, which she didn't seem to
mind. Her boobs swayed from side to side with even the slightest
of movements; her nipples were dark and erect. Ellen leaned
forward from the waist, causing her tits to hang delightfully
downward, like melons on a vine, and placed her palms on
the back of Beth's upturned thighs. "Open your
legs!" she commanded, urging her on by applying pressure
with her hands upon the delicate, supple flesh. Beth obligingly
opened up, knowing that she would be baring the length of
her hairy crotch to the both of us Ellen from above and me
from behind. In doing so, her cuntal lips parted stickily,
exposing the soft pinkness of her slit. Her vaginal entrance
was quite moist, providing ample evidence that the anticipation
of her sexual involvement with another woman was a real
turn-on for her. "Raise your ass up!" ordered
Ellen. Beth obliged once more, poking the hemispheres
upward, providing a prominent display of smooth, white
flesh. To my complete surprise, the seemingly affectionate
Ellen raised the palm of her right hand over the upturned
cheeks and gave the right buttock a good, hard slap which
resulted in a loud cracking sound. Beth screamed out, "OUCH!
That hurt!" and reflexively lowered her abdomen
until it was once again flush with the floor. Immediately,
a red blush appeared where the hand had met her flesh. "It's
supposed to, " husked Ellen, knowing that her straddling
position over Beth's back prevented her from easily
escaping any further blows. "Get your ass back up!"
Without a word of protest, Beth presented her tail bone
once more, knowing that Ellen would probably deliver another
slap. She was right Ellen raised her left hand this time
and drove it hard onto the unmarked left globe, rippling
the surface of the ass all the way to the top of
Beth's thigh. "AHHH!" Beth cried, but,
quite surprisingly, kept her backside in its upturned
state, an apparent indication that she was not opposed
to receiving more of the same. I could see Ellen's fingerprints
imbedded on the soft, smooth skin of Beth's ass. Beth
looked down at the reddened buttocks and waited for a few
moments, studying the buns and the condition she had put
on them, allowing the pain and the tingling to subside.
"How does your ass feel?" she asked. "It's
tingling all over!" blurted Beth. "It feels
kind of good, doesn't it, Beth?" Beth gulped.
"Y-yes, sort of, " she replied. "Do you
want some more?" I could almost see Beth's mind
racing as she sifted through a host of responses to Ellen's
question. She could suggest, politely, that she had had
enough. She could tell her to go on and risk the consequences
of more pain and, perhaps, humiliation. After all, her
she was getting spanked on her bare bottom by a woman, her
legs spread wide, exposing even the inside of her sex, with
her boyfriend seated right behind her, watching everything
in rapt attention. Finally, she answered the question
with one of her own. "Will it hurt very much?"
"A little, " replied Ellen in a soft, honest
tone. "It's supposed to." As she replied,
she began scratching the surface of the dimpled cheeks
with her fingernails, exciting the flesh beneath. Beth
shivered at the touch. "I...I guess it's okay, "
said Beth, obviously questioning in her own mind if she
had given the right answer. Ellen dug her fingers into the
opulent flesh of each cheek, opening
the crack once more, exposing the pink button which she
regarded as her
eventual target. This would all be part of her "warm-up"
to the coup de
gras to come. "I like the way your skin ripples when
I spank it, " she husked, leaving the cheeks spread
for a moment longer as she continued to visually examine
the exposed anal region. When she let the cheeks bounce
back into place, I knew that Beth was about to receive a bit
more than she had bargained for. Ellen raised her hand over
her shoulder this time as she
swung it on a downward arc, lighting a fire on the exposed
flesh as it struck with a vengeance. Ellen's breasts
shook like jelly as the blow landed. As I watched the unbelievable
scene developing before me, I stroked my cock harder beneath
the towel. "AHH! OHHH!" Beth cried as a searing
pain lit into her backside. "Not that hard!"
"I'll decide how hard!" exclaimed Ellen,
her brow furrowed. At that moment, Bill, Ellen's husband,
came down the ladder from the loft and, wide-eyed, looked
at the two naked women. "What's going on? You
guys woke me up." He was wearing only boxer shorts.
Ellen looked up at him. "Sit and watch, if you like.
You may not
approve, but I'm giving Beth a first hand look at a new
adventure, no pun
intended, " she said with a wry smile. Bill looked
over at me, at the towel over my lap, my hand conspicuously
beneath it, then back at Beth's spread legs and her
gorgeous reddened ass. He seemed to want to apologize for
his wife's behavior. "From time to time she likes
to get on the wild side, " he said to no one in particular.
"Sit down and watch, if you want, " said Ellen.
Beth hadn't bargained for more audience. She closed
her legs, tightly, not desiring to give Bill the same free
show she had been giving me. Ellen recognized her reluctance
immediately. Instead of ordering her to open up and display
her treasures, however, she merely began massaging Beth's
recently spanked ass cheeks with slowly kneading fingers,
working the flesh beneath her fingers like putty. She seemed
to know exactly what to do to soothe Beth's obvious
humiliation, leaning forward at the waist and continuing
the massage along the backs of Beth's delicately textured
thighs.
She kept the massage going for several minutes, without
speaking,
working the entire buttocks and the tops of Beth's
legs with a smooth
precision. "That feels nice, " Beth sighed,
coming out of her stupor.
Purposely, Ellen's massaging fingers curled around
Beth's lower ass cheeks every so often and, for the
briefest of seconds, opened the crack there to expose the
pink rosebud. She seemed to be getting Beth used to the idea
that it wasn't necessarily wrong to exhibit herself
to three people at the same time. In time, Beth's breathing
became more labored, the kneading fingers giving her a
new sexual glow. Almost imperceptibly, Ellen leaned forward
and placed her hands a bit further between Beth's tightly
closed legs. With the gentlest of urgings, she pushed against
the inner thigh muscles and watched as Beth's legs
parted just a little, relaxing her inhibitions. "You
have a beautiful body, " whispered Ellen, abandoning
the legs in their half-parted state and returning her manipulations
to the reddened ass cheeks. Beth's position allowed
a few of the curls of the back of her pussy to peek out from
between the 'V' of her legs. Ellen alternated
between massaging Beth's buttocks and lightly scratching
the flesh with her fingernails, causing Beth to begin moaning
once more. The moans were a signal to Ellen that her plan
was working. She leaned forward, tits hanging downward
again, much to my delight, and returned her hands to the
insides of Beth's legs. This time her urging was more
insistent. The barrier now broken, I watched the legs open
once more. I looked over at Bill. Her was staring right into
the opening. Ellen decided to go for it all, risking losing
Beth to pure embarrassment, but knowing that if she was
successful, no barriers would be left. She moved her hand
along the inside of Beth's now spread legs, all the
way to her hair-filled crotch. She ran the index fingers
of her hands along each side of the exposed pussy lips, pressing
softly into the pouting flesh. Beth moaned again. Ellen
went for the kill, moving her fingers
into the cuntal crack and slowly parting the labia, obscenely
exposing the
still moist (even more moist than before) vaginal entrance
and the engorged
clitoral hood. It was a bold move on Ellen's part, but
the foreplay had left Beth in a transfixed mood, her modesty
long forgotten. Ellen knew she had won, and planted the
victory flag by running two fingers into the pink divide
and easing them right into the naturally lubricated cuntal
opening. Beth
gasped out loud as she felt the fingers enter her. Bill and
I excitedly
watched the two digits slowly disappear into the splayed
portal. "It's like a lake!" exclaimed
Ellen, moving her fingers back and forth inside Beth's
canal. The slurping sound that we all heard was ample evidence
that Beth was past the point of no return. Her moans were
now loud and prolonged.
Ellen withdrew her glistening fingers and brought them
to her mouth.
Incredulously, I watched as she greedily sucked the cum-laden
digits,
tasting Beth's pungent juices on her tongue. When
she took the fingers out
of her mouth, she looked back down at the twin spheres beneath
her.
"Show me your ass again, " she ordered in a firm,
somewhat demanding
voice, then watched as Beth unhesitatingly offered her
upturned cheeks to
Ellen. "Higher!" demanded Ellen. "Present
yourself!" Beth arched her back even more, raising
her abdomen well off the carpet, poking her ass out smartly.
"That's much better, " said Ellen. "What
do you want me to do?"
"Spank me!" cried Beth. "Reach back and
open yourself up first. Show us that cute little button!"
Ellen was in complete control now; Beth would be willing
to do anything, and she knew it. She felt Beth's hands
work between her own spread legs and then come to rest on
the still glowing ass cheeks. Boldly, Beth pried her own
flesh apart, exposing the tiny button. Ellen pounced on
the opportunity immediately, leaning over until her chest
was planted in the small of Beth's back, flattening
her breasts against Beth's body, digging her sex into
the upper part of Beth's naked body. In another instant,
her face was inside the parted buns, planting a soft kiss
on the crinkly rosebud. Beth screamed out, as if a jolt of
lightning had struck her, as Ellen worked her tongue into
the puckered opening. Almost as soon as she began, Ellen
straightened up and ordered Beth to move her hands away
from her ass. As soon as she complied, Ellen drove a hard
slap onto the exposed flesh. Beth cried out in pain. Ellen
used her hands to pry the lower ass cheeks apart once more,
drove her head between the splayed globes, and darted her
tongue into the nether portal again. The time Beth's
moan was longer and louder. We couldn't see what Ellen
was doing to Beth's asshole with her tongue, but whatever
it was it was causing her to beat her toes into the carpet.
Ellen lingered longer at the opening this time, rimming
the rosebud to her heart's delight. Finally, she straightened
up again and drove several more stinging spanks upon the
completely reddened ass, causing Beth to emit shrill cries
of pain and pleasure. Ellen continued to alternate the
spankings and the lickings, increasing the length of her
rimming each time, and increasing the number of hard, cracking
slaps with each new round. Beth was now beside herself,
making animalistic sounds from deep inside her throat,
breathing tremulously. It was obvious to everyone when
her dam broke. For the first time in my life I saw a woman actually
squirt out jets of clear cum, flooding the carpet between
her spread legs, as the orgasm took control of her entire
spasming body. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried,
straightening her legs out and shaking them violently
as a few more streams of cum spewed out of her pussy. The look
on Ellen's face was one of satisfaction, knowing she
had really done something to my girlfriend that she would
never, ever forget. But there was still a look of sexual
desire written across her face. She eased herself off of
Beth's back and planted her buttocks on the sofa, then
raised her feet off the floor and brought those, as well,
to the cushion. The effect was to utterly expose her sex.
She looked down between her own spread legs to the still
writhing Beth. Her brow was more furrowed than before.
Sexual excitement flushed her face. "Do me!"
she ordered. Beth looked up at the splayed, wide-open sex.
She had never even thought of doing it to someone of her own
sex, but Ellen had removed every inhibition she had known
in the last half-hour. She literally dragged her exhausted
body to a kneeling position between Ellen's invitingly
opened legs and plunged her head between them. Ellen bucked
her hips upward, forcing her steaming crotch into Beth's
face. Beth gave her all, shaking her head from side to side,
then up and down, fighting to get her lips and tongue into
every nook and cranny of Ellen's sex. Ellen was beside
herself, moaning loudly, her head thrown back against
the sofa. She moved her hand to the top of Beth's head
and tried to guide the incessantly devouring tongue even
further into her. She even raised her legs into a wide 'V',
her toes pointing skyward, as Beth licked the length of
her slit and sent her head spinning. "Eat me! Eat me!"
she cried, feeling the magic about to happen. "I'm
coming! I'm coming!" Her entire body seemed
to shake with her orgasm as wave upon wave of sweet ecstasy
spiraled from her loins throughout her spasming body.
I had never seen a woman come with such intensity. To my surprise,
Beth kept her head between Ellen's legs even after
the initial shock waves had died down, laving her sex with
slow, wide swipes of her full tongue, tasting the copious
flow of juices running from the steaming cunt. When it was
over, both women stood up, naked and sweating, and embraced,
breast to breast. Bill moved to Ellen's side and put
his arm
around her. Ellen turned to embrace him. Beth looked over
at me, red-
faced, then walked toward me and planted herself on my lap.
Her body was
soft and warm and slightly sweaty. We watched as Ellen and
Bill went up
the ladder to the loft, leaving us alone. Beth looked at
me as I cuddled her in my lap. There were tears in her eyes
and she began sniffling. "What's the matter?"
I asked. "I just embarrassed myself, " she
replied, between tiny sniffles. I cupped her left breast
gently, moving my thumb lightly over a nipple that had never
been so hard. "You just shone in my eyes, " I
said softly, pulling the towel away from lap and throwing
it on the floor, allowing my erection to rub against Beth's
thigh. "Are you serious?" "Very serious, "
I replied. "I thought you were great." "I've
never done anything like that before, " she said
softly, searching my eyes for a sense of truth in my replies.
"There's nothing wrong with what you did. The
both of you enjoyed it, and I enjoyed watching." "You
won't think I'm some kind of slut?" I laughed.
"Do you think I'm bad for masturbating while
I was watching the both of you?" Beth's eyes lit
up. "You didn't!" she gasped.
"I did, " I confessed. "Did you....ah....did
you...." I helped her with her shyness. "Did
I come?" "Yes, " she smiled. "No, "
I replied. "I was saving that for you." "I'm
wanton, David, " she whispered. "I think I'm
over-sexed!" I squeezed her tit harder, then pulled
her closer to me. "We have
something in common, " I said. "You're
sure you didn't come, " she said, sliding her
body down mine until she was on the floor, her head just above
my engorged cock. "Good, " she whispered,
grasping the shaft in her right hand and lowering her mouth
over me, her lips shaped in the familiar 'O'. She
took the penis into her, sucking it slightly. "That
feels good!" I sighed.
She stopped sucking for a moment. "Don't be afraid, "
she husked. "Afraid of what?" "Afraid
of coming in my mouth, " she whispered just before
lowering her head over me once more and enveloping me with
her warmth.
It didn't take long for her magic to work. She couldn't
have bobbed her head up and down on me for more than a deliciously
sweet minute. I didn't tell her I was coming; I just
let it happen, spilling my seed into her as she swallowed
each and every drop. The very next afternoon Beth was washing
her hands at the kitchen sink when I came up behind her and
pressed myself into her rear, putting my hands up underneath
her sweater, feeling and gently squeezing her breasts
through the thin cotton bra."You're getting
me started again, " she said. "Mm-mm, "
I mumbled into her hair. I could feel my cock beginning to
grow between her ass cheeks. I knew she could feel it, too.
Turning around then, she put her arms around my neck, our
mouths found each other, and we pressed our bodies together,
tightly. It was as close as we could get without actually
fucking. I reached down to the through our meshed bodies
and gently kneaded her skirt-covered abdomen, pressing
lightly just above her pubis. "Don't you think
the others will miss us?" she husked, moving her pelvis
slightly against my roving fingertips.
"Let them find something nice to do. I've already
found it." "I guess you have, " she whispered
sexily, frenching me with her tongue and bringing her hand
to the back of my neck, gently scratching me there with her
fingernails as I boldly moved my fingers lower and cupped
her pubis through the blue denim skirt. "That's
nice, " she sighed, breaking kiss and moving her
cheek next to mine, gaining access to my super-sensitive
ears. She took the opportunity to blow soft, warm air into
my left ear, sending chills all over my body."Blow
in my ear and.""And you'll fuck my brains
out, "she interrupted. "That's a promise, "
I said. "I'll hold you to it, " she whispered,
breathing her words against my ear. Her buttocks were pressed
tightly against the counter. Her legs were opened as wide
as the somewhat tight denim would allow. When the tip of
her tongue found ear canal to its liking, I nearly busted
my gourd. I moved both of my hands to the bottom of her sweater
which lay loosely around her waist and, in one quick motion,
pulled the soft wool over her girlish breasts, exposing
the plain white cotton bra. She was never one for really
fancy underthings. Someday I would teach her how to dress
sexily underneath her dignified exterior. "Aren't
you going to take it all the way off, " she asked, somewhat
surprised that I left the sweater bunched beneath her armpits.
"When I'm ready, " I replied, lowering
my head to her chest and planting my lips right in the center
of the right cup of her bra. The nipple beneath the thin garment
was already turgid. I bit the nubbin lightly, through the
bra cup, causing Beth to moan softly.
There were no more formalities between us. If the weekend
had done
nothing, it left us both with the understanding that we
could do anything we wanted to each other's bodies.
There was no more pretense to our love-
making. We were both surprised to learn that we would do
the same things
in front of an audience of our friends that we would do in
the privacy of
our bedroom. There was no longer a need for modesty on either
of our parts. We were beyond that now. It was the perfect
relationship. As I gently bit the nipple pf her left breast,
I worked my fingers beneath the strap that ran from cup to
cup in the front of her bra and moved my fingers beneath the
cotton until I found the softness her other breast. How
could I mind if these mounds were only cupcake-sized? They
were sensitive to the Nth degree, especially her nipples,
which I loved to suckle like a baby. "It's a lot
more pleasurable if you suck on the real thing, "
she said, reaching behind her back and unhooking the clasp
which held the bra in place. I felt it loosen over my hand,
so I pushed it upward, baring her breasts, and let it mingle
with the sweater still bunched above her chest. Immediately,
I clamped my lips on an available nipple and sucked greedily,
deriving my own pleasure just listening to the soft moans
my efforts were causing. I continued sucking on her elongated
nipple for several more delicious moments. She seemed
to find the most enjoyment out of my sucking the nubbin as
hard as I could, drawing it deep into my mouth, then playing
a rhapsody upon it with the tip of my tongue. Each time I did
that little number on her, she drove her loins against mine,
really hard, pressing her pubis against my cock, dry-humping
me. I tried to pull my lips away from her swollen nubbin,
but she reached
behind my head and pulled my face back into her tit, urging
me on with
animalistic noises that seemed to come from deep within
her throat. I was almost afraid to abandon the area for fear
of being smothered by her tit. Finally, I spoke into the
nipple, without pulling my head back. "There is something
else I would like to suck, " I said, placing my hands
on her hips and pulling her lower body into mine, hoping
she would get the hint. My ploy worked. Immediately, I felt
Beth's hands press downward on my shoulders. "Kneel!"
she commanded. Who was I to disobey such an order? I fell
to my knees like a wounded deer, still holding on to her supple
hips. Her skirt-covered abdomen was now inches from my
face. The blue denim called to me. As I felt Beth's hand
press lightly on the back of my head, I moved my face forward
and planted my still eager lips right over her pubis, pressing
into her skirt with my chin. "Yes!" she cried
as I started chomping on the denim, dry-eating her. I was
really turned on now. My hands moved from her hips downward,
along her tightly stretched skirt, until they came to rest
on the backs of her knees. As usual, she wore no stockings.
I had told her long ago that bare legs turned me on. She pressed
her pubis against my mouth as my hands began their upward
trek, this time along the satiny softness of the backs of
her thighs. In the process, I was slowly pushing her skirt
higher. Finally, I had to move my head back to give the material
room to move ever upward. It wasn't long before the
white 'V' of her panty crotch came into view, and
with it, the deliriously wonderful smell of her sex which
I knew had long ago began to moisten the plain white, silky
undies. As my lips moved toward the reinforced panty crotch,
I moved my hands all the way up the back of her skirt and clasped
her ass, tightly, even being so bold as to move my fingers
beneath the panty leg and feel the warm skin of her ass. It
was easy, then, to move my lips over her pubis once more.
This
time, however, I could feel the thick forest of curls beneath
the thin material, and I used my tongue to find the swollen
clitoral hood, hidden
beneath the panty crotch. With her skirt around her waist,
there was nothing to stop her legs from opening wider. Without
asking her to do so, Beth leaned back into the counter and
opened her legs wide enough for me to
have easy to the entire length of her panty crotch. "Mmm, "
I sighed, "did I ever tell you how much I love panties?"
I planted hundreds of tiny kisses on the insides of her thighs
in between nuzzling my nose or lips in her sweet-smelling,
albeit still protected snatch. Beth giggled. "I
think you might have mentioned it a time or two...OH! That
feels nice! Kiss me right there....a little higher....that's
it....perfect....use your tongue....AHHH!" She
pulled my
head flush against her completely moistened panty crotch.
I paid special
attention to the clitoris and vaginal entrance as I ate
her right through the silky material. Finally, after what
seemed an eternity of crotch kisses, I stood up. Beth kept
her legs well opened, so I was able to work the head of my penis,
still inside my pants, right up against her box. She wrapped
her arms around my shoulders and hugged me. "What
would you like me to do?" I whispered, my face just
inches from her partly opened mouth. "What are my
choices?" she said with a sexy grin, her head slightly
cocked to the side. "Well, let's see....I could
pull your panties down and eat you." "Uh-uh."
"I could pull your panty crotch to the side and fill
you with my cock."
"Mmm, which hole would you fill?" she cooed.
I smiled. "What are my choices?" Beth laughed.
"My ass and my...my...." "Say it!"
She looked so serious now. "It sounds so bad."
"Say it!" I said quite firmly. "And my
cunt, " she blurted, her face turning a bright shade
of red. "Say it again, Beth. Tell me what you want me
to do." "I want you fuck them both--my asshole
and my cunt!" She closed her eyes, obviously embarrassed
with herself. This boldness was new territory for her.
We had come a long way in just a few short months. "If
I can't do them both, which would you choose?"
"I...I guess my pussy." She pressed her crotch
tightly against the erection in my pants. "And what
would you do for me?" "Do I have to say it?"
she said in a pleading voice. "Yes, " I replied.
"I would suck your cock and...."
"Yes?" "And lick your balls....even
your asshole if you want me to." Her
face was really red now. "Undo my belt buckle and unzip
my trousers, Beth. Take my cock out and look at it."
She licked her lower lip, sensuously, as she slid her body
down mine until she was kneeling on the floor in front of
me. There was a wild, wanton look on her face. The thought
passed my mind for the briefest of seconds that I had created
an insatiable monster these past few days. She seemed always
ready for getting it on now, alone or in front of others,
with me or with one of my friends (male or female). Before
touching the belt, she leaned forward and kissed the area
of the pants that bulged with my manhood. "I love to
see your cock, your beautiful cock, " she sighed
as she moved her fingers to my belt buckle and deftly undid
it. The waist button was next. Then, using the fingers of
her left hand to hold the waist band in place, she drew the
zipper down with her right hand, slowly freeing my cock
from the tight confinement of my trousers. "And what
do we have here?" she smiled, parting the front halves
of my pants and pulling them over my hips and then down my
legs, leaving me clad in a shirt and underpants. I looked
down at her; her eyes were fixed on the swelling in my shorts.
The palms of her hands went to my hips. She licked her lips
again.
"An old friend of yours, " I said. "A close
friend of mine, " she retorted.
"How do you greet closed friends?" "Mmm, "
she sighed, "with a kiss.... with a nice, soft kiss.."
She moved her fingers to the waist band of my shorts and slowly
drew the material over the head of my skyward pointing cock,
only far enough to expose the flared cockhead, red and waiting.
She leaned her head forward and planted a soft, dispassionate
kiss on the exposed cockhead, a kind of "How-nice-to-see-you-again"
kiss. She then
pulled her head back and, staring right at my tumescent
member, slowly drew the shorts all the way down, pulling
them from side to side until they
rested at my thighs, the moved them the rest of the way down
in one smooth
motion. I stepped out of the pants and shorts which had encircled
my feet
and kicked the clothes to the side. I felt really sexy, standing
in front of Beth with my shirt-tail to either side of my standing
sword. The way she affectionately stared at it made me feel
good. "You have a beautiful cock, " she whispered.
"Thank you." "You know, if we weren't
such good friends, I would pay you good money to let me suck
it for you." "How much?" I laughed. "It's
priceless, " she sighed. "I'll have it
bronzed, " I quipped. "Oh, no! It wouldn't
be the same. It's not only the hardness, it's the
texture, the color, the feel.." "Still, it's
only a cock. There are millions of others like it."
"Mmm. But this one is my cock!" She grasped the
middle of the shaft
in the palm of her right hand and squeezed it, causing the
head to flare even more. "Look how red it gets when
I squeeze it!" "I guess that sort of normal,
Beth." "Does it stay all red like that when it's
in my mouth....or my
pussy...or my...ass....?" "I really can't
say, and I don't know if there's really a way to
find out. I mean, I can't see it when it's inside
you." "Do you think if I sucked on it a little,
and then pulled it out--real quick--if it was red when I
pulled it out it would have been red when it was inside my
mouth?" I was beginning to become impatient with
her joking around. "Why don't you just try it, "
I said, trying to sound as exasperated as possible. "My,
aren't we becoming testy, " she said with just
a slight smile. "I hate to waste a hard-on, "
I said. Beth looked lovingly at the still erect shaft. "It
will never go to
waste as long as I'm around." She looked up at
me, with those puppy-dog
eyes of hers, which seemed more full of the devil now than
I had ever seen.
She licked her lips, sensuously. I gulped, anticipating
that those thick lips soon be wrapped around my cock. Her
gaze went on for several moments. Finally, I lost my patience.
"Suck me, please, " I begged. "I thought
you'd never ask, " she said with a broad smile,
pulling the cockhead down until it was almost perpendicular
to my body. I watched her lips form the familiar 'O'
I longed for. I wanted to plunge myself into her, but decided
to wait and let her do all the work. After all, I had waited
long enough. The wait, dear reader, was more than worth
it. I don't know whom she had been practicing on, and
I didn't care. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the
pure, sweet ecstasy of the moment. She began with something
she never done before--using the tip of her tongue to rim
my pee-hole. She continued that for about a minute, changing
only the amount of pressure she applied to the endeavor
or the rhythm of her tongue, sometimes slow, sometimes
fast. Finishing that, she began sucking the entire cockhead,
once more varying the pace of her actions. Sometimes, she
sucked so hard on the morsel of meat her cheeks were almost
completely caved in. The feeling was utterly fantastic.
She stopped for a moment, letting my cock slide our of her
mouth, across her lower lip, where I watched a thin strand
of her saliva jump from her lip to my cock. She looked up at
me again. "You like?" "I like, "
I replied. "I like very much." She simply smiled
and opened her lips once more. This time she drew the penis
all the way inside her mouth, coating it with a copious amount
of her saliva. At the same time, she placed her fingers under
my balls, cupping them gently, feeling their weightiness,
balancing one and then the other. Then she did something
else she had never done--she took the cock out of her mouth
and went right for my left testicle, sucking it softly
into her mouth and running the tip of tongue all over it.
I groaned loudly from the pure pleasure of her action. Having
devoured one testicle, she went to work on the other, sucking
it back and forth, teasing it with her tongue, nibbling
on it ever so gently. Then she got brave--she opened her
mouth as wide as she could and took my entire sack inside
it, resuming her sucking and licking, working the tip of
her tongue between the testicles. She kept it up for a good
five minutes, non-stop, while I revelled in the absolute
sexual enjoyment of it. When she stopped and looked up at
me once more, I am certain she could tell I was beside myself.
"You're fucking fantastic!" I gasped.
"Turn around!" she commanded. Her face had
a look of pure desire. I turned, showing her my hairy butt.
I could feel her eyes on my
nakedness. "Bend over a little and spread your cheeks
apart!" she ordered.
I opened my legs a bit more, for balance, then bent at the
waist and moved my hands to my backside. She had never seen
my most private area, nor had she expressed any interest
in it, at least up until now. I felt funny, prying my ass cheeks
apart, exposing my anus to her. "Hold still, "
she whispered, then moved her head forward and began kissing,
ever so softly, the inside of the splayed crack of my ass,
being careful to avoid, at least for the present, the puckered
ring so near her lips. She used her tongue to lick the entire
length of my crack, back and forth, perhaps a dozen or more
times, each time stopping just short of the anus. She seemed
to be working up the nerve to do something she had never done
before (though Ellen had already done it to her). Her tonguing
of my ass crack would have been enough if she lad lost her
nerve. I could have turned and pulled her up to me, pulled
her panties down, and stuck it to her. That alone would have
been most enjoyable. I had almost given up on a rim job when
Beth reached around to my front and grasped my cock, slowly
stroking it. Almost simultaneously, she pursed her lips
and surrounded my anus with them. I moaned loudly. The feeling
was stupendous! At first, she merely kissed the puckered
opening, building up more of her nerve with each passing
moment. My continuous moans told her I was really enjoying
her work. The dual sensation of a hand job and an anal kiss
was as pleasurable a time I had had sexually in many years.
I didn't want it to ever stop. But the best was yet to
come! Beth's tongue moved out of her mouth slowly,
almost imperceptibly. It took me several seconds to realize
that the tip of her tongue was actually
tickling my anus. Her movements were subtle, calculated
to increase my
pleasure by the tiniest of degrees. Had she just plunged
her tongue into me, the sensations wouldn't have been
so agonizingly wonderful. What she was doing was leading
me, in her own way, millimeter by millimeter, into an
ecstasy I had never known. Then she did another thing that
no woman had ever done to me until now--she actually sucked
my anus into her mouth! "AHHHHHHHH!" I cried
out. The feeling was exquisite, exquisite beyond any words
I can use to describe it. I know she had never done this to
anyone, yet the pleasures she was giving me paled before
everything else that had ever happened to me sexually.
When she began to slowly work the tip of tongue into the center
of my anal opening, to begin the actual rimming of my asshole,
I thought I would faint from the sheer enjoyment of it. I
could actually feel my ring expanding as her tongue went
deeper and deeper into me. Women had tried to do similar
things to me in the past, but none came close to Beth was doing
to me now. Not satisfied with having penetrated me, she
soon began pistoning her tongue in and out of my anus with
varying rhythms and speeds. I derived the greatest pleasure
when she kind of wiggled her tongue as it moved forward into
my lower rectum. She was insatiable once more, unrelenting
in her desire to feed her tongue into my greedy asshole.
I knew the exquisite pleasures she was giving me, from front
and back, would soon take their toll, and it did. "Beth!
I'm going to come!" I cried. Instead of relaxing,
she pumped my cock faster and drove her tongue further into
me than I would have thought possible. I shall never forget
the unbelievable feeling of my asshole contracting around
her tongue as I came in torrents, spilling my sperm on the
linoleum floor below. Having
spent, I literally dropped to the floor in a tired heap,
completely exhausted.
Beth excused herself and went to the bathroom, where she
cleaned up and returned. She had taken the time to fix herself
up, straightening out her sweater, refastening her bra,
and pulling her skirt back into place. I started to get up,
but she knelt beside me for a briefly and whispered in my
ear, "You're not done yet." Her breath
smelled of mouthwash. I turned over on my back, wearing
only my shirt, my cock at half- staff. She smiled as she cradled
my head in her right arm. "I'm not done yet, "
I repeated, my face turning quizzical. "Don't
you have something for me?" she whispered.
"Like what?" "Oh, I don't know."
She gently eased my head to the floor and stood up. From my
prone position, I had a worms-eye view of the world, and
that world included a perfect look right up her blue denim
skirt, all the way to the white-pantied crotch. Not satisfied
that I could see all that she was willing to show me, she shifted
her legs to either side of my head,
straddling it, improving my vantage. The picture was delightful!
"I like the view from here, " I said. Looking
down at me, she smiled, wickedly. "I'll bet you
do. Most men would give their left testicle to be where you
are." Her hands were on her hips. She was queen of the
mountain. Was I her willing slave? "Why am I getting
the view for free? Do I have to give up my
testicle?" Beth's panties were caught in her
crotch, offering me a nice look at the outline of her cuntal
crack. "It's not for free, you'll have to
pay for it, but I need your balls for other things."
"I'm broke. I can't pay for it." "You
don't need money--just stick out your tongue."
I played her silly game, sticking my tongue out. Beth sing-songed
a little, "Open you mouth and close your eyes and you
will get a big surprise!" I hadn't heard it since
I was five years old. I opened my mouth, allowing my tongue
to wag like a worm on a hook. Who knows what kinds of fish might
swim in these waters! I refused to close my eyes, however.
Giving up this view would be pure torture. Beth hiked her
dress well up her bare, white legs, exposing even more of
the front and back of her silky, white panties. I felt my
loins begin
to stir once more as my cock, as if on cue, began to spring
back to life. "Mmm, we seem to be growing bigger again!"
she exclaimed, her eyes fastened on my growing member.
"Reflexive action, " I acknowledged.
"Play with it, " she said, quite nonchalantly.
At first I didn't comprehend what she had asked me to
do. "Excuse me?" "Play with your cock--make
it nice and hard for me, " she said, this time with
a voice barely above a whisper. I didn't need much encouragement.
No matter what I did, I knew I
would be the recipient of some great sex. Our relationship
was filled with
that now, and I loved every moment. I grasped my cock in my
left hand and
began milking it, slowly, while I looked up and enjoyed
the lovely sights
between her legs. "Squeeze it more tightly, "
she husked. "Keep your tongue out!" If my hand
stroking my now almost fully erect penis was a catalyst
for more sex, my tongue was the bait, and Beth knew it. Ever
so slowly, without taking her eyes from me masturbatory
activities, she began to lower her ass and crotch closer
and closer to my face as she worked herself into a squatting
position. Her widening legs pulled the pantie crotch out
of her cuntal crack and spread the reinforced silk to either
side of her
crotch. Only a few dark brown curls peeked out of the sides
of the white
material. "Move your hand faster, " she husked.
"I like to watch you jerk off." I obeyed her,
increasing the speed of my hand on my shaft, not feeling
the slightest bit of embarrassment. To the contrary, I
kind of enjoyed
putting on a little show for her. If that's what turned
her on, I would do
it forever. She moved her crotch even closer to my waiting
face, stopping
sort of plastering me with her sex. I could smell her now,
that familiar
odor of pungent womanhood I had come to love. "Is your
tongue still out?" she asked, unable to see my face
anymore with her skirt in the way. "Yes, " I
replied. "Good, don't move it. I am going to fuck
your tongue, " she whispered. I was somewhat surprised
by her crudity, but anything that Beth said or did now. She
reached her left hand between her squatting legs and grasped
the edge of her crotch with her fingers. In one quick motion,
she pulled the panty crotch to the other side, baring her
curls and the pink, gaping slit. The entrance to her moisture-laden
vagina was wide-open and inviting. I continued stroking
my tumescent cock. "What do you want to do to me?"
she asked. "I want to eat you." "What do
you want to eat?" I could tell she wanted me to talk
dirty to her. I could almost tell by the sound of her voice
when needed a little vocal stimulation. "I want to
eat your pussy." "Where does your tongue go?"
"In your cunt. In your beautiful cunt, " I replied.
"Where else?" I gulped. She was leading me on
now. "In your ass, if you want me to." Since she
had already done it to me, reciprocating might be fun. "Do
I have a choice?" "No, " she replied.
"The choice is mine. Your choice was to bring me here
this weekend and turn me inside out. I'm a totally different
woman now than I was two days ago. There is nothing I wouldn't
do." Whatever her choice was, I wanted her to make
it soon. Her womanly smells were intoxicating me; I was
like a dog in heat. "Let me suck your cunt, Beth!"
I pleaded. In an instant, she smothered me with her hairy
crotch, pressing her sex against my face, covering my nose
and lips and cheeks with the copious flows of her cunt. I
shoved my tongue into her vagina like a man possessed. She
screamed out loud and began moving her crotch in a slow,
sexy, circular motion over my ensconced tongue, spreading
more of her juices over my face. As I felt for every nook and
cranny inside the warm, dark opening, I felt her unbuttoning
my shirt. As I tongued her for all I was worth, she pulled
my shirt to the side, having unbuttoned it completely,
and began scratching my chest lightly with her fingernails.
I knew I couldn't come again, so soon, but I stroked
my cock frantically, knowing Beth was watching my every
move. It was one of the most pleasant pussy-eating experiences
I had ever known. Beth continued to churn her crotch over
my face while I tongued her slit with increasing vigor and
enthusiasm, causing her to make all sorts of animalistic
sounds.
Then, almost as soon as it had started, it stopped. Beth
pushed herself into a standing position and moved off slightly
to the side, re

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