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CHAPTER TWO

The next day was Friday, which meant that Beth and Lisa would be able to close the library at nine o'clock instead of eleven. This fact, combined with a continuing feeling, of satisfaction over her experience in the special collection room the night before, was more than enough to put Beth in an exceptional mood. Lisa, on the other hand, was even more pensive than normal.

"What's the matter with you?" Beth asked, keeping a smile on her face so as not to antagonize Lisa.

"Nothing."

"Come on, you haven't said two words all afternoon."

"Maybe I just don't want to talk," Lisa replied, plunging back into her book.

"All right, all right. Sorry I asked." Beth could tell that she wasn't going to get anywhere like this, so she wandered off to straighten up some of the stacks.

At the desk Lisa was angry with herself for being so rude to Beth. It just wasn't like her to be like this, but ever since last night there had been a hot smoldering anger inside her that she couldn't understand. But still, she thought, I shouldn't take it all out on Beth. Even if I don't like her there's no point in acting like that.

"Feeling better?" Beth asked as she returned, her green eyes smiling brightly. In her own mind she was vaguely surprised at the patience, and concern she was feeling for Little Miss Stuffy today.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so obnoxious before. I just don't feel much like talking," Lisa said sincerely.

"That's all right. Hey…" Beth said as a thought suddenly occurred to her, "what're you doing after we get off tonight?"

"Nothing," Lisa replied cautiously.

"Good. Then why don't you come with me; I'm going to a party."

"Oh, I don't think."

"Come on, you never do anything. You need to get out and meet some people. Really."

"Well," Lisa began, obviously wavering.

"Well nothing come on. Right after we close up here we'll go. I guarantee you'll like it."

"All right," Lisa agreed, not without trepidation. She could imagine what kind of party it might be, and the thought raised goosebumps on her arms and legs.

Beth, looking at Lisa, was suddenly flooded with misgivings. What had she done? Christ, Little Miss Stuffy at a real party? This could definitely turn out to be a real drag.

As she sat in the front seat of Beth's car on the way to the party, Lisa was distinctly nervous. On the one hand she was definitely excited about the prospect of meeting new people. But she was concerned about whether or not she would fit in with Beth's friends, or indeed whether or not she would even want to fit in with Beth's friends.

But there was one thing which she was certain about, and that was that she didn't want to remain a virgin much longer. Even to think about it made her more nervous, but after last night she knew that she was going through a period of change within herself, and tonight would be as good a time as any to start getting herself together and leave behind the hangups and restrictions that she had placed on herself for so long.

"All right, we're here," Beth announced as she pulled into a parking lot beside a rather plush garden apartment complex, complete with two swimming pools, terraces, and perfectly manicured grounds.

Much to her surprise, Lisa found the people at the party to be open, friendly, and not at all difficult to get along with. And the real dividend was that there were no less than three good looking, unattached men who seemed to be interested in the friend that Beth had brought along with her. Of these, there was one in particular who caught Lisa's imagination.

His name was Dave Reese, and by the time Lisa had downed her third daiquiri they were becoming fast friends. As they stood on the terrace with their drinks, away from the rest of the crowd, Lisa could feel herself building to a warm excitement that she didn't quite understand.

It whs much like last night when she was in bed.

Just thinking about last night caused her crotch to start tingling with excitement. She shivered slightly and Dave responded by throwing his arm around her shoulders.

"Why don't we leave?" he asked, deciding in his own mind that frankness would be the best approach with Lisa.

"Oh, I don't think I can."

"Well, because of Beth, for one thing," Lisa replied, her mind racing. This was too fast for her, much too fast.

"Beth won't mind, believe me. And besides, in another hour I imagine you're not going to want to be around here anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, look for yourself. They're getting started already." He pointed in through the sliding doors to the far corner of the sunken living room, where Beth and another woman were sitting in the middle of a group of three or four men.

At first nothing looked strange about it, but then she noticed two things. One was that there was a table in the middle of the gathered group with cards on it, and the other was that one of the men had his shirt off.

"Silly, isn't it?" Dave observed. "Most people stop playing that in high school."

Suddenly Lisa realized that what she was looking at was a game of strip poker.

"They always start out that way."

"Start out?" Lisa asked, then took a large gulp from her drink.

"Sure. Come on, let's at least go for a walk."

"All right," Lisa said, standing up and heading for the door. Dave followed her.

From where she sat Beth was dimly aware that Lisa had left the room, but it made little difference to her. In fact, nothing at all mattered very much to her except one thing; getting her mouth on Doug Ryan's cock. She could see it bulging beneath his trousers as he sat across from her, and just thinking about it was making her silk panties drip from her own wetness.

This game is a pain in the ass, she thought to herself. Why doesn't everybody just take off their clothes and get down to what we really want to do?

But she knew she would have to be more patient than that, so she settled down and concentrated on playing the stupidest poker she could come up with. At least that might speed things up a little bit.

Fifteen minutes later Beth was completely naked. She could feel hungry eyes on her all over the room, and the realization that it wouldn't be long now until she could have her way caused the dewy moisture at the entrance to her cunt to began to pulse and drip from the inside of her legs. Some women, she realized, would have been embarrassed by having such a juicy cunt, but not Beth.

She loved it.

And she also loved the fact that now, having "lost" all her clothes, she was free to proceed pretty much however she wanted to.

Which meant that within ten seconds she was on the floor next to Doug, her hand on his naked thigh as she watched his cock growing larger beneath his jockey shorts.

All he had to do was lose one more hand and she could do whatever she wanted to with him. At least, that was the way the rules went. These parties are always great, she thought as the hand was being played, but they just take too long to get started.

Then happily Doug turned over his cards. Nothing. He had lost.

Beth grinned.

Then, with absolutely no hesitation, she pulled his shorts down until they were lying on the floor. Now she could do what she wanted to with him. The only condition was that, as the first two parties to drop out of the game, they had to do whatever they were going to do right here in front of everybody else.

Presumably, this was designed to keep people from trying purposefully to lose at the game, since it meant that the bedrooms were saved for the people who held out the longest.

But it didn't work that way for Beth, and the reason was exceedingly simple.

She loved having an audience.

She knew she was good to look at, and she also knew that when she was taking care of a man nobody was any better.

Doug slid off his chair and stretched out next to her on the carpet. All around her Beth could sense eager eyes watching to see just what she would do.

She smiled, her green eyes dancing in the dim light of the room. Then she spoke softly, barely above a whisper.

"Your cock," she said, pointing to his half-erect tool, "I want it in my mouth. I want to suck it."

She could tell that the sound of her voice was turning him on even more, just as she knew it would, so she decided to continue. But first, catlike, she climbed onto his legs and straddled him, her full, luscious body taut and tingling.

"Now," she continued, taking his tool in her hand and massaging it, watching it grow huge from her touch, "I want to feel your cock all the way down my throat. I want your hot cum to shoot into me, filling me up." Her voice was soft, low, almost hypnotic in its soothing intensity.

Now his cock was rigid, and she knew that Doug, and everyone else in the room, was ready for her to take him. But she was going to do it her way, at her own pace. In the end nobody would have any complaints, of that much she was certain.

His cock was large by any standards, and as she looked down on the angry purple giant Beth felt herself becoming determined to give him the best blow job of his life.

She put her hands around it.

By bringing the fingers of both hands together, she could just barely encircle the shaft. For a long moment she just held on, feeling the pulsing, throbbing prick in her hands, letting his hips grind up against the resistance she was offering.

Slowly at first, she started to move both hands up and down his rod, holding the skin tightly so that it moved up and down the length of it. At the top of each stroke the skin folded over the head of his tool, while at the bottom her hands were buried in the thick, wiry hair of his crotch.

"Suck me, Beth, suck my cock…" he groaned, obviously frustrated by what she was doing.

She only smiled and continued.

Around the room things had grown quiet as everyone watched the spectacle in the middle of the room with growing anticipation.

Beth began to stroke faster now, building the rhythm until her hands were plunging up and down with a wildness that caused her ample tits to bounce and jiggle wildly, while her exertions brought a thin sheen of sweat to her entire body.

"Oh yessss…" Doug groaned, his eyes closed, "harder, harder…" Almost in a frenzy now Beth pumped up and down. She knew it wouldn't be long now, but she wanted the timing to be just perfect.

"Aaaahhhh…" he moaned, and Beth could suddenly feel his cock begin to tremble and shudder.

It was her signal to stop.

With a movement so quick as to be almost imperceptible, she jerked her hands away from his cock, leaving it suddenly naked and unattended in the steamy air of the room.

She smiled.

For a moment nothing happened, as Beth stayed where she was, her legs straddling the prostrate man beneath her, her breasts heaving deliciously from her exertions. After giving his cock twenty seconds, to relax and send the hot cum back within him, she reached out and took the still-rigid tool in her hand.

"Now," she whispered, "I'm gonna suck you off like you've never been sucked before."

She could feel herself trembling with excitement as she bent forward. Her lips were wet, parted, poised less than an inch from the tip of his straining rod. She could see a tiny drop of cum that had seeped out and now stood like a bead at the entrance to his shaft.

She gobbled it up, her tongue darting out quickly anti lapping up the liquid. At the touch of her hot tongue his entire body trembled, and she knew that it would not take her long to make him come.

Leaning further forward now, Beth began to lick every inch of his bulging cock, letting her hot, wet tongue run up and down until his entire prick was glimmering in the soft light.

The wetness made it look even larger, so that somehow it seemed impossible that Beth would ever be able to get it all inside her mouth.

But she never had any doubts.

Opening her mouth wide, and folding her lips over her teeth so as not to hurt him, she began.

"Mmmnmm…" Doug groaned as her lips encircled his shaft.

Then slowly, expertly, she began to work her way down, using her hands to guide him into her. Not once did she hesitate until finally, almost unbelievably, her lips were buried in the wiry hair of his crotch and his shaft was completely buried inside her throat.

Slowly now, but still smoothly, she began to move her head up and down over the length of his slippery shaft, allowing it to emerge into the light only to disappear once again into the smoothly rolling muscles of her throat. Again and again her beautiful head drove down op his cock, and again and again it came up, as all the while her supple hands pulled and stroked on his meat.

It wouldn't be long now.

Beth could feel his cock once again beginning to tremble and shudder as the hot cum began to seethe and boil within him. But this time she knew she was not going to frustrate him.

Harder now she drove, licking and sucking with each stroke, letting her tongue dart all over his cock. His pelvis began to grind against her, practically lifting her off the floor as he felt himself start to explode.

But she was ready for him.

Suddenly his cock expanded wildly, and like a volcano erupting his shaft exploded, pouring his hot, molten cum out of him and into her eager, sucking mouth.

Beth could feel a warm glow enveloping her as she felt the sticky substance splatter against the back of her throat, running down into her stomach as wave after shuddering wave racked through her.

But she took it all.

Not one drop escaped from the full, sensuous lips that were wrapped so firmly around his shuddering tool. She took him all in, licking and gobbling greedily as the cum continued to flow out of his cock.

Finally the wrenching, driving spasms stopped, but still Beth kept her mouth on his shrinking cock, licking and sucking until every single drop was gone from his red, sensitive prick.

Only then did she disengage herself from him. She looked up, and when she smiled the cum that still covered her teeth and lingered inside her mouth glistened brightly in the dim light of the silent room.

There was only one problem.

Doug was finished, all right, but Beth was like a bitch in heat. She was ready for anything.

Wildly she looked around the room, her green eyes ablaze with the passion that was flying through her. Then suddenly she seemed to remember herself.

The passion was still there, but she was now in control and she knew how to use it.

Still straddling Doug, who hadn't moved since his climax, Beth leaned back, spreading her legs so that her drippy, runny cunt was visible to anybody who wanted to see her.

Then she looked around the mom.

The crowd had thinned out somewhat. Most of the women were no longer in the room. Through the haze that clouded everything Beth realized that they were probably in one or another of the bedrooms by now with whomever they had found for a partner.

But there were still plenty of men in the room.

And men was what she wanted.

There were five that she could see, and every one of them was looking hungrily at her hot, slick body.

"Fuck me," she whispered, to no one in particular. It didn't matter who, at this point, and she was ready for them all. One at a time or all at once; it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but getting a cock inside her cunt.

Any cock.

A man came forward.

He was big, burly. She remembered him being introduced to her as Jim Howard. It was obvious that he was as hot as she was, and as he came forward he practically ripped his clothes from his body in the fever that had come over him.

But Beth was ready for him.

Quickly she climbed off of Doug and moved a few feet away on the thick, plush carpet.

By now he was practically on her, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered as she spread her legs and let him plow into her except getting every inch of his big, hungry cock into her wet pussy.

And it didn't take long for just that to happen.

"Aaaagggghhhh!" she groaned as he impaled her, his shaft plunging into the wetness of her cunt with a force that knocked the breath from her.

And it was only the beginning.

With the silent violence that was almost overwhelming, Jim smashed into the lush pussy of the woman who had just sucked off Doug like a pro.

In and out, in and out his cock flew, spearing her deeply with each thrust, then pulling almost all the way out before crashing back inside her warm, willing cunt once again.

"Oooohhh…" she gasped, wrapping her legs around his back, "yessss… yessss… fuck me… fuck me hard…"

Beth was beside herself now; there was nothing she could do about it. Every sensation that was running through her body was driving her wild. Her cunt was pulsing crazily with each thrust, and she knew that she was going to come quickly.

Wriggling and writhing, driving her cunt up to meet each of his thrusts, smashing against him as if there was nothing else in the world other than his cock and her cunt, Beth drove for the release that she could feel coming.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! I'm coming coming…" she moaned just as his cock exploded, shattering into a million-pieces inside her hot cunt as his sticky jism smashed into her.

"Yessss…" she whispered, grinding up against his shrinking tool, feeling his sloppy cum run out of her cunt and down the insides of her legs.

It had been fantastic.

Relaxing now, Beth slipped back onto the carpet, closing her eyes in the aftermath of her orgasm.

But she was to have no rest.

Almost before her eyes had closed she felt Jim pull out of her and move away. She was about to complain when she saw another man coming forward, his erect cock poised and ready to plunge into her cum-filled pussy.

The evening had just begun.

Without foo much reluctance, Beth resigned herself to her fate.