2 comments/ 60030 views/ 4 favorites Beth's Room By: English-Dave A true story...mostly. Some artistic licence has been applied to fill the blanks. Names have been changed to protect the embarrassed. Everyone in this story is obviously over eighteen. Beth and Dan lay on the bed together. Beth was a tall thin girl with flaming red hair, long legs and a pretty face. Dan, taller still, six two at least, but thin with it, having not filled out completely yet. His long curly hair, unkempt and past his shoulders, mousy in colour with fairer streaks where the sun had bleached it, hung down into Beth’s face. “One of us is going to have to get a hair cut,” said Beth. Dan snorted in reply “you first”. They were young and inexperienced. One of a thousand teenage couples finding there way together. They had been going out for a couple of weeks, having met through mutual friends. Beth had made the first move one night in a dirty underground pub that all the music kids hung out at, the doormen little bothered that most were blatantly too young to drink. Dan, having drank too much as usual, was full of bravado and tried to make out that it was no big deal when Beth came across and danced with him. The blaring student music – the pogues, the levellers, crowded house – made conversation difficult and such straight forward approaches where often the best strategy. Beth told him she had liked him for ages, when they had found a quite corner. Dan tried to make out that he knew all along that she liked him, but it was a lie, a desperate attempt to seem cooler than he felt. They had danced and kissed and talked and kissed and kissed they way that teenagers do. The butterflies fluttering in each of their stomachs, a feeling that might be unpleasant in different circumstances, but which was now all they could feel, apart from each other, a feeling of new love, the excitement of something beginning, a feeling that is often so yearned for but never captured, a feeling that flits away as soon as you try to take hold of it. That was how it had began and it had matured into a relationship, puppy love perhaps but so very real to the two of them. They sent most of their time kissing and groping, young would be lovers experimenting, but they hadn’t made love yet. It would be Dan’s first time. Beth, on the other-hand, claimed she’d had sex many times before, claimed that at school she used to be called “welly boot top” meaning that her pussy was so well used it was now the size of the top of a Wellington. When she had first told Dan this he had taken it all in, but since he had got to know her more he had begun to doubt it, begun to think that she was as nervous as he and that the story was a cover and a way of gaining some sort of power in their relationship. Dan’s own sexual experience was limited to steamy fumblings, which built up frustration with no hope of release. He had quickly admitted this to Beth. He saw no point in making himself out to be some stud just to embarrass himself when it came to the deed. Now he hoped that that deed was finally going to be committed. Only three things stood in their way. Firstly, they lay on Beth bed, in her bedroom, but in her mother’s house. Her mother was watching Tele down stairs but would sometimes come in to check. She trusted Dan no further than she could throw him and wasn’t overly sure of Beth either. Secondly, Beth herself. Was she ready? Did she really want to go through with this, and surely if she did, it should be more romantic than this, more than some hurried shag in her room. Dan, she knew, would jump at the chance, was desperate to be rid of his virginity (all his mates claimed to have already had sex, although in years to come Dan seriously doubted this, believing that his friends just didn’t have the courage to tell the truth and face the laughter as he had done). Thirdly, and most tellingly, Julia. Julia was Beth’s friend, fresh from a break up with Dan’s best friend Michael. Dan had often fantasised about Julia when her and Michael were going out and Dan was unattached. Julia was younger than him with long brown wavy hair, sometimes with the odd plait or beads in, going well with her hippy like clothes. She was tall and well proportioned with small pert breast and a beautiful face. So beautiful that Dan new he could never get close to a girl like her. The only way he did get close to her was through his friend Michael. Dan and Michael were almost inseparable, so much so that he was almost always there when Julia was and he would be left in one room whilst they went into another to be intimate. Dan could often here them through the walls and would grow jealous by the thought of them enjoying each other. This led to Dan’s major crush on Julia, but he knew she was out of his league, so when Beth came along he was more than happy. That may sound like he was settling for second best but he never saw it that way and was always grateful that Beth felt something for him, and returned it in full measure. However, Julia was the third problem not because of Dan’s crush; Julia was a problem because she lay on the floor beside the bed. Dan and Beth were meant to be alone tonight, but Julia had just broken up with Michael and Beth said she needed some company. Although the occasional hurried word from Beth when she managed to separate herself from Dan could never be described as company. The only reason Beth’s mother allowed Dan to be here at this time of night was that Julia was there as well. What could they get up to with someone else in the room? Dan wasn’t exactly sure what he could get away with, but he was sick of being a virgin and he was going to push his luck till it snapped. The TV was on in the corner of the room, with the sound down, and Julia watched it with an intensity achievable only by those who are desperately trying not to watch something else. A stereo played indie and rock quietly. Dan and Beth necked on the Bed, Beth lying on her back with Dan above her. They kissed passionately. They rubbed their straining bodies against one another, wanting something more but not daring, their mouth spreading wetness over each other. The heat of their breath coming in pants as they pushed themselves upwards to the kind of arousal that only deprivation can bring. He ran his hand up her hip over her course jeans and slid it under her jumper. His trembling hand the barest whisper against her skin, raising goose bumps and causing her to shiver. Their mouths parted and she looked up into his eyes and let out a stored breath of longing. Her skin was soft and pale and it responded to his touch; the tiny light hairs of her side, almost imperceptible, standing to attention as his hand passed by. She, like her flesh before her, responded to him, running her own hands under his thin top to caress his hot skin. She traced his spine with her hands running from the small of his back, up between his shoulder blades, as far as his clothes would allow. He arched his back lifting himself away from her and smiled at the feeling, that tickling that doesn’t tickle, but instead feels so very good. The Pixies played in the background. Their angst filled music adding to the intensity of the situation they found themselves in. Cease to resist, given my goodbyes. Drive my car into the old lo-o-ot. Dan dropped his head and they kissed, a light, sensual kiss on her full lips. Brushing his mouth past hers and shaking with pent up desire. His chest pressed against hers. He could feel her breasts press against him. Small and pert, milky white breasts encased in their bra still. The softness of them against him felt magnificent, yielding to his hard chest. Beth savoured the gentle pressure herself. He might be thin yet, but he was rapidly maturing. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him and his young muscles felt firm and toned under her touch. In the back of her mind Beth worried. She had set herself up in this relationship to be the one in control. She didn’t do it out of some megalomania, but just as a protection, a way of moving the relationship along at her own pace, but she could feel her control disappearing. She could feel her defensive wall crumbling, under Dan’s loving ministrations. They had got this far many times before, only for someone to walk in and force them to stop or for Beth to back out saying that they had gone far enough and she wasn’t ready. The constant build up with no release was an insistent nagging behind their eyes and an ache in the pit of their stomachs right down to their genitals. They had felt a desperate longing before they had even met up that night and now the teasing, the kissing and the urgent caressing were taking them to a new level of need. A need that only a thread of resistance from Beth held in check. That thread fayed with every soft stroke of their hands Dan raised his body from her again so his hand could resume its slow process up Beth’s skin. His fingers painted designs on her flat stomach making it flex and a shuddering breath to escape her lips. He pushed on, tracing the faint lines of her ribs one by one, before reaching his current goal, her soft, yielding breasts. His hand cupped Beth’s right breast and felt it’s softness and warmth through her plain white bra. Beth half wished she hadn’t worn a bra and was free to be explored, but the other half, the careful, worrying part, wished she had ten vests on to slow him down. She didn’t have ten vests on however, and as Dan gently squeezed and rubbed her breast, her nipple hardened more and poked up through the material. His fingers quickly centred on that stiff bud, flicking at the end and gently rolling it, causing the material to rub against it. Beth continued to trace his back. Her fingers running up and down his spine, up between his shoulder blades, down to the small of his back, to the highest reaches of his backside. They paused in their caresses as in unspoken agreement they pulled Dan’s top up and over his head. Beth admired his lean body as he raised his top over his head, causing his muscle to play beneath his skin. She ran her fingers up his side and round behind his back to pull him down to her again. He rested his weight on her as they kissed and Beth opened her legs so Dan could lie between them. He promptly did, and pressed himself against her. Dan’s erection throbbed as he pushed his groin into hers, grinding their loins together through their jeans. Beth responded in kind pushing back and lifting her hips off the bed to expand the contact. They were both becoming lost in their passion and started to rut away at each other, Dan’s hard cock rubbing against his coarse jeans, just feeling the warmth and wetness of Beth’s pussy, a pussy which was now aching and pulsing with suppressed desire. Julia, for the moment forgotten, lay on the floor not two feet away, staring at the Tele. Staring but not seeing. The only thing her heightened scenes registered was the increasing urgency radiating from the bed. She could hear their breathing getting heavier and heavier with each passing moment. She could almost feel the heat her two friends were generating. Julia tried to watch the show on the tele, tried to listen to the music, tried to concentrate on something else, anything else, but she was drawn back relentlessly to the whispering and soft panting beside her. Like it or not it was getting to her. Her erect nipples poking through her top and the heat between her legs were testament to that. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to rid herself of the tension that was building inside her, but every way she turned only increased it. Twisting to one side, her legs would cross and her tight jeans would rub her hot vagina like a rough hand. Turning the other, her hard nipples brushed against the bedside. And all the time the panting increased… Dan reached under Beth’s body and undid her bra with one hand, his dexterity surprising himself as much as Beth. He slid his hand under the loosened cup to rub his hand round her breast. It felt hot beneath his fingers and he momentarily lost control, grabbing at her hard and grinding his crotch into her. Beth gasped in shock and not a little pain before Dan mastered himself again. “Be gentle”, whispered Beth in his ear, as she reached up and awkwardly removed her bra whilst leaving her jumper in place. Dan believed there must be a finishing school somewhere that taught girls these tricks, but he kept his opinions to himself. Instead he slid both his hand up her jumper to massage her breasts, taking his weight on his elbows. Beth’s hand slid down to encompass Dan’s arse cheeks. She ran her hand around the bottom and then kneaded the cheeks in both hands, mirroring Dan’s gentle ministration to her breasts. She pulled him forward with her hands to continue the grinding they had started, raising her hips to push back at him. Dan didn’t need much encouragement and started pushing into Beth with gusto, keeping his hands on her breasts and rolling her erect nipples. “Oh god, you’re really turning me on!” he breathed in her ear. “Not just you baby,” Beth swallowed “I’m so wet it untrue”. On the floor Julia strained to hear their words. She’s not the only one she thought, feeling her own pants wet against her crotch. She and Michael hadn’t had sex recently as their relationship fell apart and although he had been her first it was something she had got used to. It was something she wanted on a regular basis and she wasn’t getting it. Yet here her friends were almost torturing her with their own intimacy. She was still hurting from the break up, but this was something different, something animal. She couldn’t help but listen and imagine what they were doing not two feet away and her arousal was becoming unbearable. She rolled onto her side to put her back to her friends and slowly unbuttoned her jeans. Each button seamed to take an age to undo as her hand made it’s way downwards. At last they were all undone and Julia lifted her hip off the floor before easing her Jeans down slightly. Her plain white cotton knickers showed in the v created by her flies. Her finger slowly lifted the elastic and slid underneath. Julia bit her lip as her finger glided through her sparse pubic her, their progress easily visible through her thin panties. Her hand pushed down, pulling her jeans with it as finally reached her soaking pussy. Unable to contain herself she let out a low moan at her fingers first caress. “Are you OK Julie?” said Beth breaking away from Dan’s kisses. “Yes, yes” Julia replied, her voice catching slightly as she guiltily whipped her fingers from her dripping pussy. Beth made to move to the side of the bed to check on her, but Dan quickly caught hold of her and planted kisses on her once more. Their tongues slid in and around each other’s mouths, their lips soft and warm then hard and needy. His hand found her breasts once more and their hips resumed their slow urgent grind. Julia waited a few moments to ensure they were both rapped up in each other again, though she had no need to worry; she could hear the soft smacking of their passionate kisses. More worked up now, she quickly thrust her hand back into her pants and started rubbing her clitoris through her outer lips, not ready yet for direct contact. She worked at it from the side rubbing up and down one lip, relishing in the glorious feeling that spread out from it. As she rubbed the wetness spread all over her pussy and fingers began to get moist. Needing more she reached her other hand down, but her jeans were already tight and she had to ease them down to mid thigh level, once again taking care not to make any noise. Once done she had easy access to her sex and slid both hand into her knickers. Now she rubbed her clit though her lips from both sides, the increased pressure on her little bud causing her to breathe raggedly and bite her lip once more. She listened out for stimulation once again... Dan was getting seriously horny now. He pulled at Beth’s jumper to take it off, but she moved like a snake. “No” she hissed “ Beth” her eyes darted right as she spoke indicating the place where her friend lay. “It alright, her and Michael used to practically shag in front of me, she’ll understand,” he whispered in reply. “You don’t mind us necking, do you Julia,” He said louder. “Don’t stop on my account” came the reply, but some quality about in her voice made Dan pause before returning his attention to Beth. “See, she doesn’t mind, besides if you take it off I can get my mouth round those nipples.” Beth really was sure but relented anyway and lifted the jumper over her head. Dan stopped breathing as he waited for it to rise, then breathed out heavily as her pert young breasts with their pointed pink nipples came into view. True to his word he dropped his head to her breast and started noisily sucking on her nipples and running his tongue on them inside his mouth. Beth ran her hands through his hair and moaned, a low lust filled groan that she could hold in no longer. Julia heard her moaning and Dan sucking on her boobs and quickened her wanking. She slid her fingers between her lips and gently pulled them open giving her access to her solid clitoris. She rubbed at it through it hood and squirmed so her jeans dropped further down her thighs. All the time she pictured her two friends writhing together on the bed and listened to their moans and slurping. A brief spurt of worry passed through her mind, what if they caught her, what if Beth’s mam walked in, but she could feel her orgasm approaching and wild horses would get her fingers out of her minge now. Keeping one hand rubbing her clit at ever increasing speed, she reached the other down and thrust two fingers straight up her sopping cunt. She clamped her hot flesh walls around her fingers and squirmed them around inside herself. She could feel her climax building but still wanted more stimulation... It seemed to Dan that Beth was really getting off on him sucking and kissing her tits so he thought he’d take the plunge. He separated himself from her aching body and reached down to unbutton her jeans. He looked Beth in the eyes as he undid the button; she looked worried and bit her lip but did nothing to stop him. He tugged the zip down revealing her tiny cotton knickers and felt his heart flutter. He eased her jeans down slightly to give him room and slid his hand down. Beth lay on her back and stared up at Dan. She knew she should stop him. She knew it had gone far enough, that her mam was downstairs and her friend was lying just feet away, but she couldn’t help it. Dan’s constant, persistent attention had worn her down and worked her up so much that she needed to get off and she needed to get off now. He had been working his clever mouth around her nipples and every lick had got her wetter, every suck made her hotter. Now he was sliding his hand down into her knickers. He progressed slowly making his way through her ginger bush. The anticipation was exquisite agony. Millimetre by millimetre his finger tips closed on her aching bud. Dan’s hand snagged in Beth’s jean on the very brink of her sex. Not wanting to be delayed he pushed and his hand suddenly jumped downwards, his fingers sliding into the hot wet folds of Beth’s pussy. Beth gasped, a hoarse, breathy exclamation of surprise and pleasure. A sound so erotic, so very sexual that it went in Dan’s ears and instantly translated itself to a painful throb in his penis and an almost perceptible increase in pressure in his testicles. Dan rolled off Beth and lay beside her giving himself more access to her engorged vagina. His fingers played up and down her slit, drinking in her juices and brushing past her clitoris. Every light almost touch sending shivers of pleasure radiating outwards warming her until her whole body glowed. “Rub it Dan, please, I’m begging you, make me cum”, Whispered Beth. Beth's Room Julia was on the edge; it was all too much. She could hear the soft wetness as Dan probed at Beth’s pussy and the whispered begging, the desperation for release that mirrored her own burning desire. Her fingers strummed at her clit in her blur and she forced the fingers of her other hand deeper inside herself, pushing herself over. Her pussy spasmed as she came, clenching her fingers like a vice, riding her hand like a small dexterous cock. Her love juices flooded forth, drenching her hand and knickers making them stick to her mound. She bit her lip hard trying to keep quiet, but it was too intense and a high cracked moan escaped from her closed mouth... Beth heard and twisted away from Dan, rolling to the side of the bed. “Are you O....”, the question jammed in her throat as her eyes took in the view. Julia lay on her side, her back to the bed and Beth. Her jeans tight round her straining knees, both her hands shoved right down her knickers. Her face was contorted in a mask of pure ecstasy as she rode out her orgasm, bucking against her own hands. She knew she had made too much noise, knew that even now her friend was looking down at her masturbating like some dirty sex mad slut, but she was still cumming. The whole world could be watching and it wouldn’t have stopped her rubbing herself. In fact knowing that Beth was watching her being so dirty turned her on more, stringing out her orgasm till she wondered if it would ever stop...but eventually it did. She pulled her hands out of her knickers and rolled over to look up at her friend. Her face was crimson with embarrassment and post orgasm glow. She didn’t know what to say. Questions raced through her head: - What would Beth do? Would she kick her out? Was there friendship over? Did she know her tits where hanging out? And above all - Why was she looking at her like that? From the edge of the bed Beth stared down at her friend in disbelief. She had caught her wanking herself to orgasm just inches from her face. She could smell her cum in the air. Another day, another time she may her jumped up and thrown her out of the house never to speak to her again, but this wasn’t another day, this was here and now, and right now Beth was wetter than she had ever been in her life. Dan had got her worked up to the point of cumming when Julia’s moan had yanked her back to reality and she had pulled his hand from her crotch and rolled to the edge of the bed as much in guilt as concern for her friend. But now as she stared down at Julia and saw her fingers glistening with her own juices she felt it all come flooding back. The sight of Julia writhing on her floor like some wanton whore had turned Beth on even more, so when Dan reached over from behind and slid his hand inside her knickers she just opened her legs and locked eyes with her. Dan lay behind Beth didn’t have a clue what was going on but he was left gagging when she had rolled away from him wasn’t about to be brushed off so easily. He couldn’t believe his luck when his renewed advance was so readily welcomed. His hand quickly found her well-lubricated clit and rubbed it at speed. He pushed his other arm under her and reached up to knead her tit, grinding his hard cock against her arse. Now it was Julia’s turn for disbelief. Her friend lay topless on her bed, her jeans hitched down her thighs, her boyfriend’s hands squeezing her breast and rubbing her pussy, and all the time Beth stared straight into her eyes. She could see Beth getting hotter by the second, rubbing her hips back and forth, grinding her crotch against Dan’s hand and slowly she began to move her own hands back down. “Oh yes, that it”, moaned Beth, and Dan, encouraged, redoubled his efforts, but Julia knew who she was really talking to. Julia slipped her hand inside her soaking knickers and stared right back at Beth. Her fingers slipped between her hot, wet lips and strummed. She had never done anything like this before. Even with Michael masturbation was something that was done alone when the other was not around, but her she was openly wanking whilst her friend was finger fucked by her boyfriend. Even though she had just cum, she quickly felt her orgasm building. “Pull them down”, moaned Beth, breaking eye contact for the first time to glance at Julia’s knickers pulled tort around her hand. The authority she had tried to exert in her relationship with Dan now coming as second nature. Julia complied and lifted her hips from the floor to pull her knickers down to her jeans at her knees. Once again Dan thought Beth was talking to him, but Beth didn’t object when he grasped the waist band of her jeans and knickers and pulled them down to reveal her ginger bush glistening with dew. He plunged his hand back into her pussy and she opened her legs wider to accommodate him and to give Julia more of a show. The girls locked eyes again sharing their pleasure. Julia’s legs gaped open and her hands, now free from any restriction, really set to work on her partly shaven pussy. She pulled her fat lips apart with one hand and buried two fingers in her hole whilst rubbing her clit with her thumb. Beth broke eye contact to stare at Julia’s frantically working hands. She watched in amazement as her fingers blurred, frigging her clit for all she was worth. Dan’s hand mirrored her friend, trying to bring her off. She knew it wouldn’t take much but was still surprised how quickly and how hard her orgasm came. Just as she peaked she looked right into Julia eyes to share it with her before it got too much and her eyes clenched closed. Letting out a low guttural moan Beth came, juices flooding out of her pussy and soaking Dan’s hand and dripping down her thighs. Her whole body tensed and arched back into Dan who ground his hard cock into her. At the same time Julia started to cum. The look of pure wanton lust on her friends face as she came, staring into her eyes had got her there. For the second time tonight she pushed her fingers in to the hilt and rode them. Her tight young pussy clenched around them and she bit her lip trying to remain silent. She couldn’t hold it, could stand it any longer. She arched her back up off the floor and groaned out loud. Dan may have been away in a world of his own but he couldn’t have missed that and made to sit up. Beth however had other ideas. She had seen the look of panic that passed over Julia’s face when Dan stared to move. Beth quickly spun over and pushed Dan on to his back. “I’ve had mine.... perhaps it time you got some”, she purred at Dan reaching for his zip. Dan relented and lay back putting his hand behind his head. His balls had never felt so full in his life. If he wasn’t so turned on he knew he’d be in agony. The one thing he wanted most right now, the one thing he needed, was this. Beth eased his zip down and eased his granite hard cock out of his pants. She encircled the hot shaft with her hand and gently pulled back his foreskin. His bell-end was soaked with pre-cum and Beth couldn’t resist lowering her head to slowly lick it, making Dan shudder and push his hips upwards. Beth pulled her head back and looked him in the eyes, slowly licking the fluid from her lips. Now Beth knelt up to free both hands. She cupped his balls in one hand and slowly wanked his cock. Dan was once again in a world of his own, Julia needed further investigation but right now it could wait. He lay back and closed his eyes. Julia had panicked when she had heard Dan moving, bad enough to be caught by her friend wanking, but to be caught by a man, indulging in some kind of lesbian mutual masturbation, that would have been too much. She lay frozen for a few seconds until she heard the gentle slap of Beth’s hand against Dan’s thighs and took action. She wiggled her hips back into her knickers and jeans and composed herself. Now what? Her half naked friend was energetically wanking her boyfriend two feet away, that same boyfriend had almost certainly heard her cum and besides he must know something was up, something he most probably wanted to see and definitely wanted to know about. Did see mumble some excuse and run from the room? Did she pretend to be asleep? She didn’t know. What she did know was she had just had the most exciting, erotic encounter of her life and that just thinking about it was making her ready for more. Even so what she did next even surprised her. She stood up. Dan was already at boiling point; Beth pulling his dick like there was no tomorrow. He could feel his cum rising even before he saw Julia stand up by the bed. He stared up at her in shock just long enough to register the look of pure lust on her face, as she stared at Beth and his jerking cock, before he came. He threw his head back, squeezed his eyes closed and arched his back. A pure animal sound ripped from the back of his throat as wave after wave of hot jism shot from his dick. Beth wanked his cock and his cum flew in all directions. It spurted up catching in Beth’s hair and splashing her face. It dripped over her hand and shot up into the air. Hot rivers of it ran down his chest and pooled in his navel. Dan’s legs spasmed and tensed and a look passed over his face that was almost agony before his relaxed and lay back, a small grin of contentment on his face. He looked from one girl to the other, far too exhausted to be embarrassed. They looked straight back at him. Neither had seen so much cum before, in fact Dan had never seen so much cum before. His balls ached, and he knew they would keep aching for a long time but it felt good. He felt filled with confidence: - “How about you girls clean me up” “Err...” they girls flustered and glanced between each other. There friendship had changed irreparably; they were no longer sure how to react to each other. However they were both incredibly turned on. Drunken with lust, they reached an unspoken decision and moved forwards. “That it Beth, I’m going to bed. Time for you friends to leave” It was Beth’s mother. No one had given her a thought for quite some time, and now she was knocking at the door. “OK mam, they’re off”, came Beth’s remarkably calm reply. They weren’t doing anything wrong technically but none of them wanted to be caught in this situation. Beth quickly dressed and searched out some tissues whilst Dan silently screamed his frustrations at the heavens... EPILOGUE Dan and Julia stood at the Bus stop waiting for Buses going in opposite directions. They had quickly cleaned up in silence and left the house. Beth had seen them away with a kiss for Dan and an embarrassed ‘Bye’ for Julia. There was either a lot to talk about or else something never to talk about. Since then the conversation had been even less flowing, a connection of ‘errs’ and apologises punctuated by extended pauses. Dan’s previous confidence had wilted faster than his penis under Beth’s mother’s stern voice. Time stretched out eternally... Julia’s bus arrived first and Dan watched her onto it. “Do this again sometime”, her finally managed to blurt out as she boarded. Julia turned crimson and looked down at the ground. Then she looked up into Dan’s eyes and nodded before quickly turning and disappearing into the bus. “Definitely” Dan said to himself.