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     File Beth.txt (Anal, mf, ff, spank, rim)

     Another file from my Archive:  Quicksilver-Iota

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                                     BETH  Part 2


          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 lovemaking. 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! "AH!" 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
     halfstaff. 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!



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