Beth
by Allene
Chapter 19
Paul and Mary came through the door fully dressed. I suddenly
felt very naked and said I would find some clothes. Mary and Paul
argued that clothes would only irritate the welts and I was so
beautiful I should always be naked. I felt flattered but as they
told me to pose in different positions I again felt embarrassed
with them fully dressed. I remembered that my Mom had once gone
to a costume party as a harem girl and told them we could
compromise with that. They looked doubtful but followed me into
the bedroom while I searched for the costume. It consisted of a
halter and tights of satin with a half shirt and billowing pants
of some gauzy material. Paul said forget the satin parts and Mary
agreed. I had to agree the tights would be uncomfortable and put
on the half-shirt which barely covered my boobs. The pants were
almost completely transparent but the idea of having something on
made me feel better and they did not mind. When we got back to
the living-room Paul said I looked like a belly dancer he had
seen and asked me to dance for them. I told them I did not know
how, but they reminded me I had seen them on T.V. and could fake
it. I told them we had no music but Mary looked around and found
Ravel's Bolero and put it on the stereo. The music was easy to
dance to and led me to some sexy moves that brought applause and
whistles from Paul and Mary. This really brought out the
exhibitionist tendencies in me so I danced even harder. I had
forgotten how long the piece was and started to perspire like
mad. About three-fourths through my sweat started to run into the
welts on my breasts and pussy causing a tingling burning
sensation which increased the passion I was feeling from my
dance.
When it was over I went over to Paul who was sitting on the
couch. He flipped up my half-shirt and started licking and
sucking on my nipples with an occasional tiny bite. I was already
fired up and this really helped. When he pulled me down to kiss
him I stuck my tongue in his mouth as far as I could. This gave
him other ideas and he pressed me on down till I was facing his
crotch. I started to unbuckle his belt but he said, " No. Just
unzip the pants and take it out." I did as he told me and started
to kiss his prick which was hard as a rock. This was not what he
had in mind. He pushed his thumbs into my cheeks to make me open
my mouth and stuck in his dick. It seemed perverse to me to be
kissing his dick while he was fully clothed and this made it
worse. I was about to protest when Mary went behind me and
started to lick my pussy and ass-hole. This really turned me on
and sucking dick did not seem bad at all. I gagged at first when
the head of his dick hit the back of my throat but I soon got
used to it and he was able to push his dick right down my throat.
Mary was licking like mad while pulling on my cunt hair while
Paul was pinching my nipples. I was bombarded with sensations
with the tingling pain at my nipples and pussy combined with the
great feeling of her tongue in my pussy and the perversity of
kind of being forced to suck dick.
Just as I started to come Paul began to come in my mouth. I
tried to pull my head out of the way but he would not let me. He
put his hands on the back of my head and buried his dick in my
throat. I fought it until I realized cum did not taste bad and
began swallowing so I wouldn't choke. The action of my throat
caused Paul to yell and I continued to suck it until it went
completely limp. I had come too so I just rolled over onto the
couch next to Paul where we kissed and fondled each other while
we calmed down. Paul said, " Jesus, that was wonderful." and I
agreed completely.
