Beth is Taken Ch. 01: The Seduction of Bethany

Beth bit her bottom lip and looked down and sideways at me for reassurance as I started to fondle her there through the thin fabric. I squeezed her and my middle finger pressed a bit further in, locating her narrow slit. I stroked in and out, up and down as my finger delved deeper, pushing the material into her sensitive crack. She whimpered as my fingers rubbed into her damp slit, teasing along her womanhood and trying to delve deeper.

I rubbed along the length of her slit, my fingertip brushing across her clit, and she jumped in surprise at the new sensation, but still kept eye contact with me. I repeatedly stroked along her slit, making her more flushed and her panting got deeper. Her body was quivering under my stroking. I was trying to arouse her, and it was working very well. Her lovely breasts heaved out in front of her.

I extended my middle finger and teased out her clit from under its hood, even through the satin which was becoming damper with her juice by the minute, and she closed her eyes, put her head back and sighed softly. As her clit stood proud, I stroked it and diddled it and rubbed it. Beth squealed sharply each time I tweaked her clit, and her body juddered slightly.

Then I slowly withdrew my hands. She looked at me in slight disappointment, but was still panting in a very sexy way. I put my hands up to her waist and pulled her down to sit in my lap.

As she settled there, my left arm went around her waist and my right went up to cup her face. I turned her towards me and she closed her eyes as my lips came down onto hers, softly toying with hers. I kissed her slowly and erotically, making her moan. My tongue licked across her lips and then slid between her sexy parted lips to stroke her tongue.

Meanwhile my left hand went up her back and held her head to my lips as I kissed her. My other hand slid down her skirt and fished it up to find her left leg. I ran my warm hand back up her lovely leg under the skirt, over her knee and exploring higher up her thigh. I moved it to the outside of her thigh as I traced the deep lace of her socking top, then over and up her hip. I firmly pulled her hip towards me, bringing the side of her right breast up against my front. I now held her firmly on my lap as I kissed her.

As she returned the kiss, I moved my left hand up to her shoulders and stroked back and forth across them over the thin shoulder straps of the dress from behind. Meanwhile, my right hand started stroking the exposed tops of her thighs under the skirt. After a while, I pushed her left knee away from me, opening up her legs. My hand returned to her naked thighs, especially stroking the soft skin of her inner thighs.

I brought my mouth away from hers. She leant forward a little, trying to prolong the kiss, but I tugged back gently on her shoulders, leaning her back a bit so she eventually peeled her lips from mine. We sat there looking at each other, her lips slightly parted as I stroked her inner thighs. She could feel my big bulge in my trousers pressing up under her thighs.

I looked down her front in appreciation of her breasts and cleavage, still beautifully displayed and heaving with each breath. I looked at her shoulders and my left hand teased the shoulder strap over the edge of her shoulder and slipped it down her arm. She looked down at it and then the other as I repeated for the other side. My hand returned to her now naked shoulders and I squeezed them before starting to stroke back and forth across them. I stroked the back of her neck as I passed.

I looked deeply into her eyes as I stroked her shoulders and my other hand turned and cupped her pudenda under her skirt. Her eyes and mouth opened a little wider as my palm made contact between her legs. I pressed my fingers into her and then started to stroke her pussy firmly, delving my fingers up and down her slit and exploring along the length of her groove to rub over her clit. As I touched her clit, she closed her eyes and gasped from the feeling.

I held her shoulders tightly, leant her back slightly and started to really attack her pussy through the satin, dipping my fingers deeper and deeper into her sopping folds. Her head tilted back and she just lay in my arms as I explored her pussy and clit with my incessant fingers. My fingers pushed the thin material deeper into her hole, coating the material with her juice and feeling her warm sensitive walls around my fingertips. I strummed this moisture across her clit, making her whimper.

Her head tilted back exposed her throat to me and my mouth came down to kiss the delicate skin there as I held her firmly and played with her young pussy. She was revelling in the feeling, squirming in bliss under my exploring fingers. Her state of arousal was increasing as she fell deeper into a blissful state under my teasing.

Then I suddenly withdrew my right hand. Before she realised what was happening, I scooped up her legs under my arm and lifting her, swung her around to my left, laying her down on her own bed.

She now lay on her back on her bed, her head on the pillow and her shoulder straps off her shoulders. She lay there panting, looking up at me sweetly as I sat over her. Kicking off my shoes (she still had her heels on), I leant over on my side towards her head, and swivelled round so that I was lying alongside her, close to her body, propped up on my left arm. I looked down at her and smiling, put my right hand to her cheek and stroked the side of her face.

She smiled, believing she was in safe hands, and closed her eyes, rubbing her cheek against my hand. Her hands were to her sides, but her nearest one moved against my bulge and she gasped as she felt my hardness in my trousers.

I lay down next to her, my head propped on my left arm. I leant over her and still holding the far side of her face, kissed her lips gently. As I softly kissed her lips again and again, my hand stroked around the side of her face, then the fingertips stroked down to her neck and her throat.

I started stroking over the exposed skin of her neck, shoulders and chest as she lay there breathing deeply. My fingers slid over her soft young skin, softly stroking her, working back and forth. I traced the front of her neck and throat, so lightly that it almost tickled. Then I stroked lower on her chest, running a single finger down the centre to where the curve of her breasts rose to form a cleavage.

My finger tip softly brushes over the inside curves of her breasts, making the skin tingle, then traced the edge of her dress over the tops of each swelling shape. Another finger joined the first as I repeated the move, making more contact with her skin. Then a third and finally my whole hand placed flat against her chest and stroked over all of her exposed skin, paying special attention to the exposed tops of her lovely breasts.

As I stroked her chest, I wormed my left arm under her neck and settled myself down with my arm across the back of her shoulders. I squeezed her shoulders, holding her close to me and then fed more arm around so that the crook of my elbow was around the far side of her neck and my left hand rested down.

I started stroking her chest with both hands now, and becoming bolder, started running my fingertips over the tops of her breasts slightly under the edge of her dress. Shortly, my fingertips encountered lace beneath. I was curious, so I stopped kissing her and moved my face to her cleavage. She watched me shyly, trembling anew as I held the top edge of her dress in both hands and started peeling down the material over her breasts.

As more skin was exposed, so was the top edge of her very lacy black strapless push-up bra. I continued to peel down the dress over her lovely mounds, exposing the soft curve of her breasts. The peaks of her nipples were revealed, defined all pink and stiff, poking against the black lace. As I peeled the dress down fully over her cups, I got a pleasant surprise. She was wearing not a bra, but an expensive black strapless lace basque! This was underwired and held her nice 'C'-cup breasts up and proud, and also tightly cinched her narrow waist, holding her shapely body tightly.

My left hand hovered over her left breast, and my rights did the same over her near breast. She lay there in anticipation. My middle fingers extended and started to stroke around the perimeter of her breasts held tightly in the lace cups. She sighed as I softly traced around and around the circumference of her soft mounds through the tight lace.

I started circling closer over the sensitive flesh, spiralling in towards the peaks where her erect nipples throbbed up against the thin black material. She quivered as my fingertips approached her nipples, then gasped as I made contact, swirling around the areolas and rubbing around the sensitive nubs.

I grasped both nipples in my fingertips and rolled them firmly between finger and thumb, squeezing in little pulses. This made electric twinges shoot down to deep within her pussy, making her wetter and she moaned under the teasing.

I leaned over her and whispered in her ear "I think you're going to be late for your prom".

"I don't care" she breathed back.

My lips came down gently onto hers and I kissed her as my fingers fondled her nipples firmly. We deepened the kiss as my hands more firmly cupped her whole breasts and squeezed and moulded them gently. She mewled into my mouth as my tongue battled with hers and I fondled her breasts through the lace basque. I squeezed her breasts into peaks with my long fingers, while I ran my thumbs firmly over her throbbing nipples, nudging them from side to side.

Then I broke the kiss and shifted myself down the bed a little, still holding both breasts. My right hand squeezed her right breast around the perimeter, pushing her flesh up and against the lace, and my warm mouth came down and captured the throbbing tip between my soft lips. She whimpered as I tugged the nipple into my mouth with my lips and my tongue lashed across the hot tip. My left hand continued to squeeze her and tease her other nipple into an achingly erect peak which pulsed with blood and felt extremely sensitive to my touch. Electric twinges ran continuously from her nipples down to her pussy, and she heaved and whimpered under my erotic onslaught.

Then, continuing to squeeze her nipples between my fingers and lips, my right hand slid down her tummy. It stroked down her front, pressing gently down onto her squirming abdomen and then down onto her panties through the skirt. I quickly squeezed her there, then continued to stroke down her nearest leg over the dress.

When I reached her stocking clad knee, I reversed direction, and my warm hand started sliding up her smooth leg, up under the skirt, lifting her skirt as I went, moving up her thigh. Her nipples were still being tweaked as my hand reached the deep lace of her stocking tops and I stroked sideways across the front of both legs at this level.

My hand roamed higher, now sliding across the naked flesh of her thighs above the stocking tops. As I traversed from one side to the other, my hand brushed across her panties. I put my three middle fingers together then slid them down the front of her panties, sliding down over her pussy and slipping between her legs. I held her pussy, gently cupped in my hand, then started stroking up and down. She squirmed gently under my hand. I could feel the shape of her groove through the thin, damp satin.

After fondling both nipples and her pussy through her underwear for a while, I moved my right hand off her pussy and lifted her prom dress skirt up to her waist, exposing her beautiful smooth legs encased in black lace stockings, and her lovely delicate black lace satin panties. I bunched her skirt around her waist, clearing the low dipping lace-edged waist band of her panties where they dipped low over her abdomen at her front, and exposing the frilly lace bottom edge of the tight lace basque.

Then, placing my hand on the bare skin above the front of her panties, I slid my hand lower, dipping into the waistband of her panties. She trembled as my hand stroked down over the smooth skin of her mound, running through her neatly trimmed patch, and getting ever closer to its goal.

My finger brushed over the top of her tight pussy, then delved a little down between her legs. I ran my hand down over her naked pussy, stroking and rubbing the warm softness. My fingers spread the lips sideways slightly, parting them to allow my middle finger to dip into her wet groove. Beth gasped as I started working my finger up and down directly into her sopping pussy. My right knee lifted over her leg and nudged her thighs apart further, before returning to lie beside her.

I started dipping my middle finger deeper between her pussy lips, parting the sensitive flesh and stroking her wet walls softly. I slid it deeper into her, sliding into literally virgin territory, teasing and rubbing her intimately. I thrust my large finger into her tight, but slippery pussy hole, and she squealed as I started to slide it in and out of her young, inexperienced body.

I continued to tweak both her nipples as I finger fucked her, meaning there were multiple sensual assaults on her aroused pussy. I could feel her body trembling and heaving under my ministrations and her head lolled from side to side, eyes closed, while she softly moaned and groaned in bliss.

I could feel her body responding well and I rubbed my finger right up against her G-spot. She squeaked and shook slightly when I touched it, surprised by the wonderfully sharp pleasure that it gave. I thrust my finger deeper and encountered a barrier: So Beth was indeed a virgin after all! I continued to play with her body for a while, building up her internal passion, heading her towards a mind-blowing orgasm. But just as I felt she was coming close, I wanted to change things a bit. So I stopped.

Immediately, her eyes opened and she shot me a look and pleaded with me.

"Pleeeease don't stop. Whatever you were doing, it felt sooooo good. Pleeeeease".

I lifted my lips from her nipple. "Don't worry Baby. I'll make you feel good. Just relax" I assured her.

I withdrew my hand from her panties, slipped my other arm from around her back, allowing her to lie back more comfortably. Then I bridged over her body with my hands and legs, hovering my face over her cleavage and slid down the bed, brushing my nose down the front of her body. I kissed the front of her panties, my lips gently kissing down over her swollen pussy lips through the satin. Then settling myself between her legs with my mouth hovering over her panties, I tugged the flimsy satin lace well to the side, exposing her beautiful young pussy. She smelt so nice.

My hands spread her pussy lips slightly and my tongue quickly slurped up the length of her spread wet slit. She shrieked at the contact, her hands going to my head, not sure of what to do next, but certainly enjoying the feel of me. My tongue started lapping up and down her slippery pussy slit, spreading my saliva and her juice as I licked her firmly, making her whimper anew.

I stiffened my tongue and drove it into her tight little hole, slipping firmly into her womanhood. She shrieked again, her back arching towards me. I reached my hands up to her breasts, and cupping them firmly through the lace, started squeezing them. I squeezed them into peaks so that her erect nipples stuck out and I could tug at them and roll them firmly between finger and thumb.

Then I started tonguing her in earnest, lapping at her tasty pussy, slurping up and down her gash and licking the ultrasensitive inner flesh. She went wild, tossing her head from side to side and arching her squirming body up towards my hands and mouth as she was lost in the passion of my erotic assault. I attacked her lovely body, determined to make her come, but not quite believing that she was allowing me to ravish her body like this.

After a few minutes of her whimpering and squirming under my tongue, I could feel her body starting to reach a peak. I slurped my wet tongue up to her clit and swirled it around the little hood, making the sensitive nubbin pop out proud and erect, swollen and throbbing. I licked across the tip which made her gasp loudly. Then I attacked her clit with my tongue. I pressed my wet tongue flat against her clit and lapped backwards and forwards across it. She squealed and whimpered and writhed in bliss as I did this. I occasionally dipped my tongue down through the valley of her wet pussy, bring more of her juice to coat her clit as I worked it hard.

Finally, her body was overwhelmed by the sensual attack and with a series of high-pitched squeaks and squeals, her body went suddenly rigid, arched up off the bed and her passion was released as she started cumming violently. Her shrieks filled the room as I continued to attach her nipples and clit, forcing her to ride wave upon wave of the first orgasm she had ever had in her life, and it was beautiful.

Beth gasped and squealed and quivered and convulsed as her orgasm kept going, wracking her body with involuntary spasms of ecstasy as she came long and hard, her head and arms thrashing about on the bed.

I sucked at her clit, trying to milk out every ounce of pleasure available to her young body. But when I sucked, she screamed sharply, and I judged that her inexperienced body had reached its limit, so I eased off and let her come down gently. I withdrew my tongue and lifted my hands off her breasts and knelt up, watching her lovely body still shuddering through the aftermath of her powerful orgasm.

She lay there, arms and legs akimbo, panties pulled to the side, hair a bit of a mess, her eyes closed, her head lolling, her breasts heaving in their tight lace constraints, her nipples poking up through the lace. She made cute little high-pitched mewling noises with each breath. She looked very desirable and I wanted her. In fact, I can't remember my dick being that big or that hard before.

Before she could recover too much, I quickly took off my trousers. My impressive erection stood out in front of me. I hooked a finger into her panties, and pulled them back over her pussy, feeling the slippery secretions against my knuckle. I reached for her wrists and grasping them, pulled her up gently. I pulled her up and around so that she was sitting on the side of the bed.

Beth was only half aware of what was going on, still in a bit of a daze after her orgasm. Her eyes opened but her lids were heavy. With an arm around her shoulder and the other around her waist, I pulled her up onto her unsteady feet, her skirt falling down again. Holding her firmly against me, with her lace covered breasts pressing into my shirt, I walked her back to the door and pressed her back against it.

I pressed my body into hers as I cupped her face firmly and my wet mouth came down to cover hers. I kissed her passionately, holding her lips to mine by suction and my invading tongue (which still tasted of her pussy) but allowing my hands to roam over her luscious body. My hands held her shoulders, then slid down to hold and squeeze her breasts. My palms pressed against the proud nipples as I squeezed her soft breasts firmly, making her moan.

Then my hands slid down the outside of her body, smoothing down past her narrow waist over the dress. They went over her hips, then around to her bottom and cupping firmly, pulled her groin against my hardness. I insinuated myself against her soft body, then slid my hands down her legs. Once I reached her knees, I slid my hands up her stockings, bringing the skirt up as I went.

As I lifted the skirt, I broke the kiss, leaving her gasping for breath and for me, and bobbed down in front of her. I lifted her skirt to her waist and leaning forward, kissed the gentle mound of her lace panties over her pussy. Then I looked up at her. Her head was titled forward demurely, her half-open slightly glazed eyes gazed down at me and her full, gleaming lips lolled open slightly. Her breasts heaved out above me and she looked very sexy.