My Beth Pt. 01

[This story is purely a work of fiction.]

I met my girlfriend Beth after graduating from college. We had just joined one of the most prestigious investment banking firms in the world as grads and I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her.

Beth was petite with blonde hair, tanned skin, and had an Irish accent I could listen to all day. She had moved to the States for college and was living with her sister in the Big Apple.

During our initiation week it was revealed that we would be working in the same team. Given that we were both new to the corporate world, this gave us something to bond over; while we would sit with other grads in the office and during lunch, online meetings and late nights were between just the two of us.

For the first six months, we slowly worked on becoming friends while I learned as much as I could about her. Beth had one older and two younger sisters, loved horror films, and was always cracking jokes. Not to mention she loved going out for a drink, something she attributed to her Irish genes.

But, as time went on, I realised I was beginning to develop feelings. It was the small things that began to burrow their way into my heart - the way her ass would slide closer when looking at a document I was reviewing, or how she would grab my arm under the umbrella when it was cold and raining, or the dresses she would wear to work functions that revealed the shape of her hips.

Six months into our job, after a work dinner, Beth asked me to walk her home. This wasn't uncommon as I lived a few blocks further from the office than her and we'd often walk back together.

As we approached her building, I realised that I was feeling particularly courageous that day. We turned the corner to her street and I could feel my heart race and my stomach tighten.

"Beth?" I asked.

"Yes, Daniel?"

I paused for a moment before proceeding. It was going to be now or never.

"I normally don't do this, and I really don't want to ruin our work friendship, but I was wondering... are you seeing anyone?"

Beth stopped in her track. She looked at me, her face expressionless. "No. Why do you ask?"

"I was wondering if this weekend you'd like to go out with me? Grab some sushi, play some mini golf?"

Beth didn't respond. She let go of my arm and continued walking. I jogged to keep up, and we continued to walk in silence. My mind was racing. Had I made a mistake?

We reached the door leading into the building. Beth opened the door with her key, then stopped.

"This door is going to close in a few seconds. If you're going to come in, make up your mind now."

She walked through while I stood there, dumbfounded. At the very last second, my hand reached out as though it had a mind of its own, grabbing the frame and opening it back. I walked in and followed her to the elevator.

The elevator ride was quiet, and we silently walked to her flat. Once inside, Beth turned to me.

"My sister isn't home. I'm going to take a shower, I would suggest you do the same once I'm done."

Beth dropped her bag and coat onto the sofa, grabbed a couple of towels from her room, and headed into the bathroom. While she was in there, I sat in silence, unable to believe what was happening.

The bathroom door opened and I could hear Beth's footsteps as she walked into her bedroom before shouting "There's a clean towel in there, clean up before you come into my room!"

I didn't need to be told twice. I raced into the steaming bathroom, locking the door behind me and jumping in under the hot water. I rubbed her shower gel into my skin, cleaning under my arms and my groin. There was a bottle of mouth wash on the sink that I used to rinse my gums a couple of times.

Exiting the bathroom, towel still wrapped around my waist, I paused outside her bedroom, hand on handle. My heart was racing, and my penis was aroused, filling up with blood. I could hear music from the other side.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and walked in.

Beth was laid on the bed in a set of pink lingerie. The cloth covered her nudity, held together by straps which linked into a heart shaped piece of metal, one located on her chest, holding her bra together, and one located on either side of her hips, holding her panties together.

She rose from the bed, walked over to me, and kissed me. Her lips were soft as they brushed against mine, her tongue meeting my tongue. I could smell her perfume.

Beth broke contact and walked backwards towards the bed, pulling me along by hand. Once she reached the edge of the bed, she sat down and shuffled around until she was lying on her back.

"Work can often get sweaty. I like to clean up before I get to business." She whispered, winking at me.

I leaned in and kissed her as I crawled on top of her. She liked to kiss deep, fully parting her lips with each breath and using her tongue. Sometimes she would stop and push against my tongue with hers. Our tongues would swirl around each other as though they were two knights duelling.

I broke contact and kissed her cheek, then her neck, then her ear, lightly nibbling on her earlobe. I could feel her breathing heavily each time my lips made contact with her skin. Before long, I was kissing her chest, my hands reaching around back to unbuckle her bra.

Her breasts popped out as I dropped the piece of garment to the floor. She had medium sized C cups, both nipples pierced. I kissed them both, swirling my tongue around the metal, pinching one lightly with my fingers as I sucked on the other.

After a few minutes of body worship, Beth pushed my head down. "Don't keep me waiting, lover boy."

I continued to kiss her flat stomach, then the insides of her legs. I pulled her panties off and threw them next to her bra before I ate her pussy for half an hour as though my life depended on it.

I licked her clit and labia, fingered her, licked her asshole, and even rested my hand on her shaven pubic area so my fingers could massage her clit while my tongue was occupied elsewhere.

Beth came multiple times, and her entire body shuddered in ecstasy each time. Occasionally I'd force her thighs together, hinting to her that if it didn't feel like she was going to squeeze my head off, it wasn't working.

She ran her hands through my short black hair and I ran mine over her body, playing with her stiff nipples and piercings, sticking a thumb in her mouth for her to suck on as she moaned, and grabbing her around the throat as she came.

After the third orgasm, Beth pushed my head away. "Stop, please," she panted. "I'm too sensitive, I need a moment."

I rolled over onto my back and lay next to her as she reached over to her bedside table for a sip of water, before turning back to face me.

"Thank you," she giggled. "I've never cum so hard in my life."

"You've only seen a fraction of what I can do." I whispered back.

"I certainly look forward to experiencing more of your skills," she responded, winking as she leaned in to kiss my neck and body.

Beth worked her way down to my groin, kissing the tip of my cock as it perked up. I was rock hard in no time, and she slowly began to work my way into her mouth and down her throat.

She sucked my cock with passion, sometimes with just her mouth, sometimes stroking me with her hand, sometimes both. She also licked, sucked and fondled my balls, her sharp acrylics scraping against the moist skin, causing my legs to shudder from the sensation.

After some time, Beth slowed down. "You have so much stamina!" She exclaimed. "My jaw is starting to hurt. Are you close?"

"Not even." I smirked. "You on the other hand don't have any stamina. Your sheets are soaked with spit and cum."

"I just haven't cum in a month," she grinned back at me. "I tried some abstinence, but clearly it wasn't meant to last long."

"If you're getting tired, I'll fuck you. Why don't you hop on top. Cowgirl?"

Beth didn't need to be told twice. She jumped up and reached into her bedside table for a condom, which she opened with her mouth before putting it on. Slowly, she straddled me, my cock burying itself inside her. I might have only been average sized, but at that moment, I felt like I was a king with a spear for a baby maker.

Beth slowly swayed back and forth, grinding her hips against mine. Her moans got louder and louder. "Oh... uh... that feels... so good... I love having your cock in me... Daniel." As she said my name, she shuddered, falling forward.

I had read that three in four women didn't cum from just penetration, but I was glad to see she did. It was certainly a boost to my ego.

I grabbed her hips and pushed them back and forth, forcing her to ride me. Occasionally I'd reach up to pinch her nipples or grab her by her throat, and occasionally she'd reach down to kiss me or hang her perky breasts in my face for me to lick and suck.

She must have cum at least another three times in cowgirl before she stopped swaying.

"Let's switch positions."

"What's your favourite?"

"Come on, you should know it's doggy."

I grabbed her torso before rolling over, forcing her onto her back. I grabbed her legs and flipped her onto her stomach, her ass in the air, face on the pillow. This entire time my cock was still in her, he juices running down my thighs.

"Have you ever had anything in your ass?" I asked.

"No, that's not something I've tried."

I found it difficult to believe that a lot woman in her early twenties had never tried any form of anal play, even out of curiosity. Today was the day that changed.

I reached around and placed my thumb in her mouth. "Suck on it," I commanded, and she obeyed. I reached forward and buried my face in her cheeks, my tongue circling her pink asshole. Occasionally I'd try and push my tongue in, but she was too tight and I couldn't muster enough force after using my mouth for so long.

I leaned back, sitting on my knees, and pressed my thumb against her asshole.

"No, Daniel, what are you doing? I've never-"

"Shut up and take it, Beth. I'm not going to tell you again." I snapped. Beth didn't say a word in response, almost as though she enjoyed being told to be an obedient whore.

Slowly, my thumb slipped in, then out, and back in again, slowly going deeper into her hole. I opened my mouth to allow spit to slowly drop down, lubricating my thumb as it moved back and forth. I shuffled closer, placing my cock back in her and began slamming my thighs against the back of hers.

Beth was a champion at taking a pounding. She moaned in pleasure as I continued fucking her from behind, my thumb now fully inserted into her asshole, the tanned skin around it shining from all the spit and juices. She came once, twice, three times, maybe more; I'd lost count of how often she had orgasmed.

I too was losing steam, slowing down from exhaustion, but by now Beth was practically throwing herself back at me, her hand furiously rubbing against her clit, my hand gripped around her throat, my face buried in her hair and she was arched up against me.

She came once more and fell forward, body shuddering. I fell on top of her, my hamstrings, glutes and calves on fire. She laughed as I landed and I also laughed, unable to believe what was happening. Of all the times I'd sneaked a peak or day dreamed about this petite blonde babe, I never imagined I'd be in this position, sweating with her as we fucked liked animals.

"I need to pee," Beth said.

I rolled over to allow her to get off of the bed. In the little sunlight that got through, I could see her body glistening with sweat as she stumbled before grabbing her desk to steady herself. As she left the room, she left the door open, leaving me in plain view of anyone who might walk in.

I almost fell asleep waiting for her to get back, my cock having gone soft, before I heard moans from the bathroom.

I got out of bed and peaked around the corner. The bathroom light was on, and the door was slightly ajar. There was no sound of peeing or water running, just soft, muffled moans.

I walked to the door and looked in, conscious not to accidentally open the door. Beth was stood in front of the sink, eyes closed, her left hand covering her mouth, her right hand furiously fingering her pussy.

I backed away and walked to the bed in anticipation, waiting for her to come back so we could continue where we left off. However, the longer I waited, the more evident it became that she wasn't returning.

I reached into the bedside table and grabbed another condom. If she wasn't going to come to me, then I was going to go to her.

I walked back to the bathroom and peaked inside. Beth had a leg up on the sink this time, her hand furiously fingering her pussy. She wasn't even trying to keep quiet at this point, she was in full bliss as she pleasured herself.

Just the sight of her was enough to get me rock hard, especially knowing my cock was what had brought the succubus out of this otherwise innocent Irish fuck doll.

I ripped the corner of the condom packet, then opened it, pulling out the condom and putting it on. The wrapper fell to the floor, but I kicked it aside; that was a problem for the cleanup, not now.

I slowly pushed the door opened, but Beth didn't turn around. She was face down, right leg on the sink, left leg barely straight.

Quietly, I walked up to her, aimed my cock at her pussy, and thrust, going in with a slow pop. Beth had been rubbing her clit so hard she shrieked and almost jumped out of her skin before collapsing back into me, shuddering from the orgasm the unexpected insertion no doubt brought on.

Beth reached up the grabbed the back of my head as I kissed her neck, but I grabbed her wrist, bringing her fingers into my mouth. How dare she finger herself and not let me have a taste!

Wrapping both arms around her, I lifted Beth up and walked out of the bathroom, carrying her to the bed and dropping her onto it. She rolled onto her back and looked up at me, smiling.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I just had to." Her voice was slurred and sultry, the mascara running down her eyes, lips and chin pink from her smeared lipstick. I could see her freckles from where her foundation had been come off, little dots peaking through her bronze tan. She looked so good, her natural beauty shining through; it was evident of who she had become, no longer the innocent and professional investment banker, but a cum hungry Jezebel in her natural state.

"It's not a problem. There's always punishment for misbehaving." I grinned, before slapping her across the face.

Beth glared at me. "What the hell was the for?" She shouted.

I slapped her across the other side of the face. These weren't hard slaps, but there was definitely impact. "Disobedient sluts must be punished, Beth."

Beth opened her mouth to response, but I kissed her before a sound came out. I grabbed both of her wrists and pinned her arms to the bed, placing myself between her legs. Without warning, I thrust into her, my cock entering her pussy with the same pop as in the bathroom, and her legs instinctively wrapped around me, her thighs squeezing my hips.

As we continued to kiss, tongues sparring with each other, I continued to thrust. Slowly I picked up the pace, slamming into her. The bed shook beneath us, creaking as it rocked back and forth, and I continued to thrust, picking up the pace to match Beth's moans.

"I'm... I'm going... I'm going to cum... Daniel, I'm going to cum... please don't stop... I'm cumming."

I left go of her wrist and gripped her throat with my left hand, my right hand covering her mouth.

"Let it go, Beth." I commanded. "Cum into my hand as hard as you fucking can. I want to hear it."

Beth's moans continued to get louder with each thrust until her back arched and she screamed into my hand, her legs shaking against my hips.

I kept thrusting, pounding away with all the steam I had. "Another! Give me another! I'm not done with you yet."

Beth came again.

My hips slammed against Beth's so loud you'd think I was giving myself a round of applause. Her breasts flew up and down on her chest. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. She wasn't there anymore; instead, a demon had taken over, wanting nothing but to be bred.

I continued fucking and Beth kept cumming. She was having an orgasm every minute now. One, two, three, four, five... I couldn't believe I was actually capable of this.

Suddenly, my right leg cramped. I pulled out and fell to my side. All that sweating and thrusting had finally caught up to me.

"I don't think I can cum."

Beth looked concerned. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. It's just that... I usually need to make myself cum."

"Oh," Beth responded.

"It's not you!" I didn't want to give her the impression that something was lacking. "It's just that I watch a lot of porn and masturbate, so it usually helps if I make myself cum."

"Ah," Beth responded. She rolled out of the bed and grabbed her phone. "Here, use my phone. Do you want me to do anything?"

"Well, now that you've offered... I'd love if you used some lube and stroked me for a while? The cramp has totally killed my erection."

Beth grinned. "Duh, nothing like stroking my man's pleasure stick!"

As Beth grabbed some lube from her bedside table and poured it onto my semi erection, I opened the browser and found myself the perfect scene. It was a gangbang scene with a white pornstar where she was passed around and dominated by three black men.

Beth sat between my legs, both hands slick with lube, one hand running the acrylic nails up and down my shaft while the other running the acrylic nails against my shaven balls.

I nodded to the space next to me. "Why don't you lie next to me and stroke me while we both watch?"

Beth nodded in agreement. "Absolutely!"

Beth lay her head on my shoulder as she stroked me with her hand. "Tell me how you like it, baby."

We both watched as the woman on screen sucked not one, not two, but three mammoth black cocks. As the scene went on, so did my arousal, and I could tell Beth was fixated with what she was watching. The actress was a champ, taking all three love sticks in all three holes, sometimes at the same time.

"Press your fingertips around the shaft, apply some pressure, and stroke up and down."

Beth complied.

After 10 or so minutes, I was ready. The scene had progressed to the point where the actress was sat on one of the men, his massive black cock in her pussy, while the second was stood behind her, his huge cock in her asshole, and the third in front, his cock in her mouth. The first man was rocking the woman's hips back and forth, just as I had done with Beth's, the second was holding her arms back behind her, and the third was holding onto her head, moving her hair to the side as he fucked her throat.

"I'm ready to cum. I want to cum in your mouth. Will you swallow?"

Beth nodded eagerly, never taking her eyes off the screen.

"Good. I'm going to stroke myself until I'm ready to cum, and when I say go, put me in your mouth, suck as I cum, and continue stroking."

"Uh huh," Beth muttered, watching the video.

Slowly, I began stroking my cock, which felt like it was going to burst. Within a few minutes, I was ready to cum. I could feel the orgasm on the horizon.

"Go!" I panted. Beth jumped up and got between my legs. As she put me in her mouth and began to stroke my cock, I reached the point of no return and blasted my cum into her mouth.

"Oh my god. Oh my god!" I panted as Beth obediently swallowed every last drop. My legs shuddered as she continued to stroke and swallow, the sensitive head of my penis pulsating from the overstimulation.

"Stop, please stop," I panted once I was done. Beth sat up and smiled as me as I locked her phone.

"That was a huge load!" She exclaimed with a grin.

"Thanks, I've been saving it for a week and a half!"

As I lay outstretched, Beth climbed on stop of me, wrapping her arms around me to cuddle.

"Nap time!" She chimed, and I laughed from the pure euphoria of what had just happened, before fading into a coma with my arms around my Beth.