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Beth’s Audience
by Tom R (address withheld)

***

When Beth dumped me I was heartbroken. But when one of 
the most beautiful babes on campus took me to a 
secluded spot to give me a view of Beth and her new 
lover in action, that I'll never forget. (MF-teens, 
voy, 1st, oral)

***

When I began to date Beth during our first semester at 
college, we were both virgins and she made it clear she 
planned to remain one. She is a pretty brunette with 
eyes of an unusual light brown hue, and she has a 
captivating smile. Her body is equally magnificent -- 
her legs are long and perfectly shaped, her tits firm, 
her skin wonderfully soft and smooth. 

I fell deeply in love with her and hoped she would 
relent and decide to sleep with me. But although we 
went out for over a year, she was never willing to do 
any more than give me a hand job or let me cum in the 
smooth crevice between her delicious boobs.

Rather suddenly some months ago, during our sophomore 
year, she started to give me the cold shoulder. I’d ask 
her to go out on Saturday night and she’d say she had 
other plans or had to study. Soon she stopped returning 
my phone calls. I was heartbroken.

One evening as I was sitting by myself in the main 
campus dining hall, moping about Beth, I was approached 
by an incredibly beautiful woman. Angie was one of the 
real foxes on campus, with her flowing reddish-brown 
hair and her model’s physique, and all the guys had the 
hots for her. She was wearing a tight tank top that 
highlighted her large breasts and even tighter jeans 
that hugged every curve.

I had never spoken with her, so you can imagine my 
shock when she sat down next to me and introduced 
herself. "You seem very unhappy," she said quietly. 
"Girl trouble?"

"Yes," I answered, a bit surprised at the question. 
"How did you know?"

"Oh, you’d be surprised at how much gets around among 
the girls on campus." She looked me straight in the 
eyes and rested her hand on mine. "I think I can make 
you feel much better, if you’ll come with me." Her hand 
slid down beneath the table to rest upon my thigh and 
her green eyes beckoned with an invitation I could not 
resist.

Puzzled, lonely, and already sexually aroused, I left 
with her. She held my hand so it looked like we were a 
couple, and I noticed the envious stares of a few of my 
friends. We walked together across the darkening campus 
to the old science lab building. There she led me to 
the second floor, where she produced a key and opened 
an office door.

"Don’t turn on the light," Angie whispered. At that 
point, my stiff cock pressing against my jeans, I’d 
have done anything she said.

She led me to the window. It looked out upon one of the 
popular jock fraternity houses. Across from us, not 
more than twenty feet away, was an open window and a 
dim bedroom. No one was inside.

"Let me tell you a story. Do you know who Phil L---- 
is?" I nodded. He was captain of the swim team, widely 
regarded as the best-looking guy on campus, blue-eyed 
with wavy blond hair, and reputed to be a real stud 
with the ladies.

Angie continued, "Everything you’ve heard is true. He 
is the most incredible lover I’ve ever had. Every woman 
he’s fucked says the same thing. I would do absolutely 
anything to please him. But he always makes it clear to 
a new woman that he only keeps her for a few weeks. 
Afterwards, he may bed her occasionally. Let me tell 
you, once a month, once a year, he’s worth it."

I was mystified. "What does any of this have to do with 
me?"

Angie smiled sweetly, pulled me close, and kissed me 
softly on the lips. Her tongue played briefly with mine 
as I wrapped my arms around her slender waist.

"I’m getting to you. When Phil fixes on a chick, he 
doesn’t care if she’s single or attached. But when 
there is a guy in the picture, he doesn’t like scenes 
or conflicts with her boyfriend. So he makes a peace 
offering. I’m his offering to you."

Slowly the impact of her words sunk in. "You mean Phil 
and Beth..." My voice trailed off. She nodded. I was 
suddenly torn by anger, jealously, and denial. Sensing 
my pain, Angie held me close and placed her hand on my 
crotch, rubbing my erection thru my pants.

"But Beth’s a virgin," I protested weakly.

"Hardly, darling," she breathed in my ear. "She gave 
herself to him the first night. I know he was very 
gentle with her."

I felt my world crumble. "But like I said, Phil wants 
you to be happy, too. That’s why we’re here. Let’s look 
out the window together. Look across at the frat 
house."

For a while we saw nothing. Angie held me close, still 
rubbing my crotch and licking my ear to keep me hard, 
as we stood in the dark. Then she said, "There!" and 
pointed to the open bedroom window opposite us.

Through it I saw light as the bedroom door opened and a 
man and a woman entered. He closed the door behind 
them, then led her toward the window. Enough light came 
from the street so we could see them necking 
passionately.

Suddenly, I saw a sparkle of light reflect from the 
woman’s watch as her hands teased his hair, and I 
realized it was Beth, wearing a silver watch I had 
given her just weeks before to celebrate the first year 
of our relationship. The man turned on the light in the 
room and I recognized Phil, too.

Everything Angie said had been true. Phil’s hands 
roamed all over Beth’s body; he soon peeled off her 
yellow tank top and her bra and began to suck on her 
firm tits. The distance between windows was short 
enough for me to see that her nipples were taut. Her 
eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted.

"God, she’s lucky." Angie’s eyes were misty now and she 
gently massaged her own huge boobs. Then she turned to 
me. "You should share the pleasure of their moment."

In a flash she had thrown off her own tank top to 
reveal her full breasts, their nipples much larger than 
Beth’s. "Please taste me now."

My passion overcame my anger – I was learning that 
jealousy is a strong aphrodisiac. I flicked my tongue 
across Angie’s nipples and they hardened. I bit them 
gently, making her moan.

For a few minutes I forgot the two lovers in the 
window. When we looked again, Phil and Beth were naked 
on the bed. She had her head in his crotch and, though 
I couldn’t see clearly, her bobbing motion showed she 
was sucking eagerly on his cock.

"She never did that to me," I remarked absently.

Angie laughed. "His dick is as magnificent as the rest 
of him," she recalled with a sigh. "It feels so 
wonderful in your mouth. You should share this, too."

With that, she unzipped my pants and tugged them down 
to my knees. My six inches sprang out. Angie knelt 
before me.

"This is what he’s feeling," she murmured, then she 
began to lick my shaft. Her lips opened and she 
swallowed me deeply. Wow! My first blow-job, from a 
gorgeous woman I’d just met an hour before. My knees 
felt like jelly, and I closed my eyes to drink in the 
new sensations. She paused for a moment to ask me to 
describe what Phil and Beth were doing, then began to 
suck me again.

I hadn’t been paying much attention to them, of course. 
When I looked over I saw that he was straddling my ex-
girlfriend’s chest and had his cock in her pretty 
mouth. I began to narrate the scene for Angie.

"He’s on top of her boobs, and fucking her mouth. She 
can’t get enough of him – she just grabbed his ass 
cheeks to pull more of him in....She’s still wearing 
the watch I gave her for the anniversary of our first 
date. Funny, I always imagined her rubbing it along my 
back when I finally slept with her....Boy, Phil’s cock 
is thick and long. She can barely get her hand around 
it. Must be a good nine inches."

"More than ten, actually," Angie gasped between sucks.

"OK, ten then. He’s bucking pretty good now. He must be 
close. There – he’s cumming. His jism is shooting all 
over her face. Now she’s got his dick back in her 
mouth. She’s sucking him clean like she can’t get 
enough of the aste. I can’t believe that’s the same 
Beth I knew." I was really close, too, and when Angie 
stuck her finger into my butthole I erupted in a flood 
of cum, which streamed down her chin.

Angie stood beside me again and we looked across at the 
other room. Phil had spread Beth’s legs and buried his 
head in her cunt, lapping eagerly. Angie trembled next 
to me, and I noticed she had slid her hand into her 
pants and was rubbing herself.

"You can’t imagine what his tongue does to a woman," 
she sighed. She pulled off her boots and tugged her 
pants off. "I need you to go down on me now," she 
commanded me.

I eagerly complied by kneeling before her as she braced 
herself against the window sill, her back to the 
window. For the first time I tasted the pungent 
sweetness of a woman in heat.

Twisting her head to look behind her, she took over the 
task of describing what the lovers were doing through 
the other window. "Phil’s focusing in on her clit now. 
His tongue must be darting back and forth. I bet her 
clit is stiff. Oh, Beth, you lucky thing. He’s so good. 
She’s writhing around on the bed, grabbing his hair. I 
think she just came; her body is relaxing now."

Angie moaned. "You’re very good. Are you sure you 
haven’t done this before?" I shook my head. She sighed, 
"You’re just a natural."

"What do you see in Phil’s room?"

Angie turned to look. "He’s spread her legs wide. Looks 
like the missionary position. Now he’s pressing his 
dick against her pussy lips. I hope she’s wet. Oh, and 
he’s not using a rubber. Good, she’ll feel it more this 
way."

I lapped faster at Angie’s stiff clit. She was finding 
it harder to narrate. "There, he just slid into her, 
nice and slow. Now out... in... out... in... Uh, yes, 
you’re doing that so nicely. She just pulled her knees 
up toward her chest. Wow, look at how fast that big 
cock pummels her cunt. I see her arms gripping his – 
she’s holding on for dear life now. Uh! Ohhh! More, 
just like that, baby. Wait a minute. She’s going to cum 
again. Definitely! Her back is arching. There, yes, 
yes, she just came, her whole body is trembling. He’s 
holding her. Oh, they’re kissing – it’s so beautiful to 
see them together."

And then Angie’s body stiffened and she gasped at her 
own orgasm. She pressed my head hard against her, my 
tongue firmly upon clit, as her body bucked furiously.

"Thank you," she murmured. "That was delicious." I 
smiled up at her, thrilled to have given a woman an 
orgasm. 

Angie gently pushed me aside and sat next to me. "Now I 
want to tell you why Phil and I picked tonight to bring 
you here," she said as she held my hand. "Tonight Beth 
will give him a part of her she has never shared." My 
eyes widened in surprise as she guessed my thought. 
"Yes, her ass. He’s going to take her anal virginity 
tonight."

I asked how she could be so sure, convinced my 
straight-laced former girlfriend would never do such a 
thing, despite what I’d already seen. Angie laughed 
again at my naivete. "You still don’t understand. I 
told you – women will do anything to please him. Let’s 
look."

We peered through the window. Sure enough, Beth was on 
her knees, Phil behind her, licking her round behind. 
He placed his nose in her crack. From the up-and-down 
motion of his head, I could tell he was rimming her 
butt-hole.

My throat was dry, but I managed to choke out a few 
words. "She seems to like that." Angie moaned, 
remembering when she was in Beth’s place. Then Phil 
placed some gel on his fingers and started to lubricate 
Beth’s little brown hole, first with one large finger, 
then two. After a few minutes, he prepared to mount her 
as she waited on all fours, tension and desire evident 
in her expression.

I saw him hold his enormous dick and press it against 
her rear. She flinched and shook her head rapidly from 
side-to-side, her soft brown hair tossing across her 
back. No, it was too big, she must be saying, please 
take it out. Phil, though, didn’t back off. "He’s 
hurting her," I complained.

"Be patient," Angie said into my ear. "It’s always like 
this at first. He’s very big. But he won’t stop. He 
never stops, no matter how much they protest at first. 
She’ll get used to it."

Phil leaned forward and kissed and licked Beth’s ear. 
When she turned to look at him over her shoulder, I 
could see the tears on her cheek. But as he plunged his 
tongue into her mouth and then bit the back of her 
neck, I saw a little more of his mammoth tool slide 
into her back passage.

She shuddered and I guessed his cockhead had just 
slipped past her sphincter. He pressed his forefinger 
to her lips and she sucked hard on it like it was 
another cock.

Slowly, slowly, he penetrated her, to the very core of 
her being. Phil began to move in and out, first just a 
bit, soon building to long, slow strokes. Angie spoke 
first, "I told you, didn’t I? She took all of him. She 
is feeling a fullness and a sexual pleasure she never 
dreamed of. Just look at her face."

Angie was right: Beth’s arms had collapsed and her face 
was turned toward us, eyes closed. With each of Phil’s 
thrusts, her mouth formed a little "O" shape. I could 
imagine her high-pitched moans in symphony with his 
rutting low grunts.

Beth opened her eyes and seemed to be studying her 
watch. Angie noticed and added, "Her watch is very 
pretty. Did you give that to her?" I nodded.

"You have good taste." Angie laughed softly. "You boys 
like to give us little trinkets, don’t you? Makes you 
feel as though you possess us. Do you think, while Phil 
fucks her ass and she experiences the greatest ecstasy 
she’s ever known, she remembers it was a present from 
you? That she was your woman?"

She saw the hurt look in my eyes. "Don’t worry, baby, I 
have one more gift for you." With that, she moved in 
front of me and presented me with a view of her 
exquisite rear and glistening pussy. She rested her 
arms on the window sill and stood with her legs apart, 
an obvious invitation.

I placed my cock against her butt. "Sorry, honey, but 
that’s reserved for Phil." Instead she guided me into 
her waiting, warm, and very wet pussy.

A virgin no more, I slid into Angie to the hilt. She 
was moist and tight, her love muscles gripping me. I 
plunged in and out, fucking her fiercely as we both 
watched the lovers across the way in the midst of their 
anal tryst. Phil began to thrust rapidly and his face 
contorted with his approaching climax. 

Angie reached down to her clit and began to rub herself 
rapidly. As we watched Phil’s final orgasmic lurch into 
Beth’s willing ass, Angie gasped out her own trip into 
the sexual abyss, and moments later I shot my hot load 
into her wetness.

After we regained our wits, Angie and I returned to my 
dorm room, where she slept cuddled by my side. I asked 
her if she’d see me again, but she gently told me I was 
Phil’s gift for just one night.

A few weeks later Beth called me. It was awkward at 
first. She told me she had met someone and was no 
longer a virgin, but she wanted to get back together. I 
agreed. She never mentioned Phil and, of course, I 
never breathed a word about Angie and what happened 
that night. 

Beth and I have great sex now, so I have no cause for 
complaint, except every now and then she disappears 
without explanation for a night or a weekend. I guess, 
like Angie, she’ll still do anything for Phil.

END

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