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Beth I Hear You Cumming 2
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.
"AHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" 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.
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.