From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Beth (MFF, anal, lesbian, spank)
Date: 20 Sep 1996 20:00:34 GMT

				 Beth

	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!"

	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 assssssssss!"

	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 areoles 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 grace 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.

	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

			       The End