Taking Beth Ch. 03

As she drunk, the new man who was called Luther, slowly got up and sat on the other sofa. When Beth asked if he would like some wine he nodded and so after a sigh she got up and walked over to the bottle and filled the third glass. How foolish she had been not to realise this was going to happen, she thought. She returned to Luther and handed him the glass. Jackson told her to sit so she sat beside Luther. Her hands she clasped together on her lap, pressing her knees tightly together, very conscious that she had no knickers on and very aware that Luther had his arm behind her, resting on the back of the sofa.

"Are you as good as the boss says you are?" Asked Luther.

"Oh yes," replied Jackson, answering for Beth. She stayed silent, her hand nervously running up and down her bare arm. Luther took another drink of wine and placed his free hand on Beth's knee. When she made no reaction, it wandered further up her leg. His finger stroked an area of very soft skin just below the hem of her dress. "The rougher the better," said Jackson. "That's right isn't it Beth? The rougher the better?" Beth nodded, but her body tensed when Luther's hand went around her back and stroked the back of her head. She felt panic rising in her body. He smiled, watching her chest rising and falling as she breathed fast and deep. He played with her hair for a while and then he gripped it tight, pulling it hard.

"The rougher the better," he repeated laughing. Beth stood up, suddenly panic had got the better of her.

"I need to go," she said, but before she got get any distance Luther had risen too and he grabbed her by the arm. "Let me go, your hurting me," Beth said and immediately Luther let go but he still moved closer to her. Now, he was right by her. She backed away a little, resting her hands on a table and looking at Luther. To the side she could see that Jackson was sitting watching the scene unfold. He had an amused look on his face. They played a silly game for a few moments of Luther moving towards her and Beth edging down the table away from him.

"We can't do this," she said, but she was now against a wall and could go no further. She stuttered over her words as Luther stroked her arm with his fingers.

"We can't?" He asked sounding surprised as he moved beside her. She seemed to go to move and then stop herself. This meant she stumbled a little and let out a little cry. Luther calmly grabbed her hand and steadied her. "There you go," he said, but he did not release her, instead with his other hand he began to stroke her shoulder. Once more Beth was backing away with Luther moving with her. Beth looked at him with those big brown eyes, head slightly tilted down. Luther smiled. "I want to fuck you." He said and with a finger he stroked her lips. Beth turned to look at Jackson who smiled back. He was okay with this, she thought. And the thrill of being taken by another big strong man hit her.

She could not, certainly should not, sleep with a second man, she thought. One was betrayal enough. Beth was backed against a cabinet now, her arms behind her, resting on its shelf. Luther was stroking her arm again, this time right at the top. Occasionally his fingers strayed onto her shoulders. Beth turned once more to look at Jackson. If she was hoping for help she did not get it.

"Don't worry I'll join you in a minute, got a call to make first," he said casually. And then with a pause he added, "but feel free to carry on without me."

Beth gasped, partly because Luther had suddenly pulled her downwards, so she was now resting on her haunches. This meant her legs were spread quite wide to support herself. A reminder if one was needed of her lack of underwear. Luther was right in front of her. But this was not the only reason she had cried out. She was flustered, wondering what the "I'll join you in a minute meant." And of course, there was the dilemma of wanting to fuck Luther when she shouldn't, against the thought that maybe screwing two men was not any worse than fucking one. And of course, that reminded her even more of Jackson's. I'll join you in a minute." One more she was dithering about what to do.

"What's the matter?" Asked Luther. "Don't you want to kiss me?" Beth replied that she did but did not think that she should. His reply surprised her. "It's up to you." He said. "If you want me to kiss me you have to come to me." Beth nodded. He had her, god she wanted him. She looked nervously to the side, but Jackson had gone. "You can make your own decisions." Luther added. His hand was on her chest now, he was not touching her bare skin, but the openness of the dress meant his fingers were so close to her flesh. Beth found it hard to breathe and it took a moment to reply.

"I want to," she said. Luther's fingers under her chin turned her face to his and he placed his nose, so it was just touching hers.

"I think you want me every bit as much as I want you," he said. His head backed away and with a finger he beckoned her towards him. Beth let out an anxious little laugh. She hesitated, bit her lip for a moment, then reached forward and kissed Luther. He kissed her back, pushing hard against her mouth and mid-kiss her eyes opened as she realised for just a moment what she was doing. But when Luther pulled away she was smiling. He stroked her shoulders and looked hard at her. "Again," he said and this time with only a slight hesitation Beth's head came forward and they resumed kissing.

Suddenly she tried to break away and turn her head, but Luther was having none of that. Firmly turning her face back to his with his hand, he immediately resumed their kiss. His hand moved around her neck to keep her head still as he did. He made her kiss him for a while before he then broke away. Beth did not move, as he slid his hand inside her dress, cupping her breasts and then with the other hand moving her lips back into position so they could kiss some more.

"You have great tits," he told her. Beth looked down at his hand squeezing and caressing her chest and then back at Luther. "Get up," he ordered her. And Beth a little reluctantly rose. As she stood up he ran his hands up her legs and then with an evil grin he lifted her dress and pushed his head between her thighs. She gasped and cried out, eagerly assisting him to keep her skirt out of his way, as his tongue probed her pussy. Her hand stroked his head and then she pulled herself up onto the shelf behind her. Beth opened her legs wide for him, a clear invitation to continue.

"Oh, fuck Luther that's good," she said, "so good." Resting her legs now on his shoulders. His hands began to squeeze her tits again, as his tongue brought her pussy alive. She rested back against the cabinet as Luther mouth worked on her slit. Heat coursed through her body and she began to quietly moan. A finger was placed on her lips by Luther, telling her to be silent. Of course, Jackson was on the phone she thought. Luther's mouth continued to drive her crazy, her excitement raised by the fact that she had to be quiet now as well.

For a moment Luther paused, moving his head back and pushing her legs even wider, so he had a full view of her pussy. Beth looked down and then at him loving the way he seemed to be admiring her body. His fingers gently raked the inside of her thighs and when in desperation she tried to reach forward to grab his head he firmly pushed her hands away. Another one who likes to be in control she thought. And then he resumed giving her oral love, harder this time and in response she tried to pull his hair and be rough back, but like Jackson anything she did seemed to have no impact on him.

And then she lost control, her body twisting and bucking as an orgasm built suddenly and then burst, sending heat and pleasure coursing through her body.

"Oh shit," she said. Shocked but delighted, another man other than Jackson could make her come so hard and amazingly quickly. But she had no time to rest, Luther's strong hand around the back of her head was pulling her off the shelf. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jackson had come back into the room.

"Get on your fucking knees," Jackson said, marching across the room. As he retook control a thrill went through Beth. But there was time for a standing kiss and for Luther to take Beth's hand and press it against the bulge in his trousers. He was huge too! Jackson still behind her forced her down to her knees. As Luther pulled his dick from out of his trousers. Beth sat and watched, mouth open in amazement. She tried to ignore the thoughts whirling through her mind. What would happen now both men were back in the room? The thought disappeared from her mind as she reached forward with her hand and grabbed Luther's dick with her hand.

"Fuck another enormous snake," she whispered as though to herself. Jackson was right beside her now and he stroked her back for a moment, which caused her to pause and to look back at him.

"That's right baby, stroke it," said Luther, looking down at her with a smile. She looked up as her hand continued to run up and down the length of the shaft. Beth reached slowly forward and gave the huge bulbous head a tentative kiss. "Oh yes, I fucking like that," said Luther immediately. Beth gave a little laugh and after a few more strokes with her hand she kissed the tip again, this time making a smacking sound."

Then she slipped Luther's dick into her mouth. Her eyes fixed on him, as her head bobbed back and forth, causing him to take a deep intake of air. As she sucked, she heard the sound of a zipper being opened and the jingle of trousers being undone. Her hand almost without thinking reached out and found Jackson's cock. She stroked it as she continued to suck Luther's. "Is that good boys?" She asked. Luther looked at Jackson and his look said, you are right she is good at this. She had only sucked for a little while on Luther's cock though before he told her to get up, which she did.

Beth looked around nervously wondering what was going to happen and then she let out a loud gasp. Jackson was still right behind her, and with a sharp tug he ripped her dress open, tossing it away. More clothes ruined she thought and an expensive one at that.

But the idea drifted from her mind as Luther kissed her. And then Jackson was pressing against her shoulder, so she put an arm round his neck and kissed him too. "I have never been with two guys before," she said. But then she had not done much of anything before Jackson had arrived on the scene. "Thank you for looking after my brother," she said to Luther. "I will try to show you how grateful I... Oh." She gasped mid-sentence. Jackson had lifted her into the air and at the same time Luther had grabbed her legs. Another "oh" came from Beth's lips as Luther placed her legs on his shoulders. One on either side of his head. And then his lips met her pussy. "Ohhhhhh," she wailed, throwing her head back onto Jackson's shoulder. She felt Luther's firm hand on her ass, as he held her in the air. Jackson's hands were covering her tits and she placed hers over the top of his.

"Oh my god," she said, hanging there helplessly in the air and breathing deeply. She began to writhe in ecstasy. Once again she was unable to control what was happening to her, but she was loving it. Luther's tongue delivered waves of pleasure throughout her body, as Jackson stroked her body, enhancing the sensations to a higher level. Fuck this was amazing, and Jackson had surprised her once again. She had hoped that there would be more spanking but being held helplessly in the air while two men did to her whatever they wanted was pretty incredible too. She writhed in delight, secure in the strength of the two men and that they could hold her, however much she twisted and turned.

"Do you like this?" Asked Jackson

"I do boss," whispered Beth. "It feels so good." The waves of pleasure came sporadically, making her twitch and writhe. Luther's tongue had a different effect on her than Jackson's but fuck it was still so good. Then she began to chant, "oh my god," as she came close to the edge and then crashed over it. Her orgasm making her buck in their arms as it exploded inside her. They put her back onto her feet gently and she swayed slightly. "Wooo," she said, falling into their arms and kissing them one by one before dropping to her knees.

In front of her face was Jackson's cock so she slipped her lips over it, looking and smiling at Luther as she did, before switching her attention to his dick. Hand and mouth worked both cocks as she moved from one to another. All the time Beth made little noises of delight watching closely the men's reaction to what she was doing. Occasionally one would use his hands to guide her onto his cock or maybe the other ones. The men controlling her in this way delighted her, loving the feeling of their firm grip on her head, delighting in the domination the men exercised, making her do whatever they wanted her to. Then she was lifted to her feet again, and after each man had kissed her, she was lifted into the air by Luther. These guys were so strong.

She jumped up eagerly into his arms, as confident in her new lover's strength as she was in the old. She wrapped her legs tightly around Luther. He carried her to the bedroom which had contained her dress. She was laid down on her back. Jackson immediately joined them by moving onto the mattress beside her.

"Fuck me," she said to Luther. "I want you inside me." But her attention was distracted by Jackson's cock in front of her face. Her left hand grasped his dick and she began to stroke it, while the right one took Luther's cock and rubbed it against her clit. Luther watching her, had grabbed both her ankles, holding one leg in the air and the other to the side. Breathing hard from the sensations of Luther's rock-hard cock against her clit, she slowly turned her head and sucked Jackson's rod. She felt Luther's dick slip from her grasp and then it slipped inside her with an ease that amazed her.

She loved being able to excite both men at once.

"I am so fucking wet," she thought but out loud all she could say was "Oh god," as waves of pleasure hit her. This was not like the fast screws that Jackson gave her, but a slow deep fuck that awakened the deepest depths of her body. She lifted her head and watched Luther, his face a picture of concentration as he rolled his hips, very carefully pushing his dick completely inside her. Periodically she would remember to suck Jackson's cock, but being screwed this way was a little overwhelming, and sometimes all Beth could do was lay there and moan. To her surprise she found Jackson gentle and understanding, he would stroke her hair and tell her she was doing very well. Only once or twice did he push her head onto his dick, and even then it seemed to be more offering guidance than force.

For a long while they screwed like that. In the end Jackson held his dick and fed it into Beth's open mouth, this seemed to heighten her pleasure even more. Slowly Luther was getting quicker and again Beth knew she was close to coming.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she wailed as Luther screwed her and Jackson caressed her tits. He watched as beneath him Beth came for the third time with a long quiet moan. They gave her only a moment, with Jackson almost lovingly stroking her hair before Luther flipped her over. She was now on her front.

Four hands hauled her up onto all fours and she watched as Jackson moved her hair out of the way and offered his cock to her mouth. For a moment she turned away, looking back at Luther, who was seemingly planning to enter her from behind. She turned back again and took the cock that Jackson was holding ready for her into her mouth. At the same time, she pushed her ass backwards against Luther's cock which was now inside her.

And then as Luther's hips started to thrust Beth began to moan again. Her moans muffled by her mouth being full of Jackson's dick. To catch her breath, she grabbed it and removed it from her mouth. She took a lungful of air, the deepest she could and then resumed blowing him. And then Jackson took over again and began to feed it to her. Putting it in, and removing it, so she could breath, and then repeating the process. Luther started to go faster, and all Beth could do was cry out and hold Jackson cock in her hand.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she wailed, as she was screwed from behind. And then suddenly Luther withdrew, slapping her on the ass as he did. "Wooooo," wailed Beth but the sound died on her lips as Jackson lifted her bodily and turned her around. She was manhandled into the opposite position. Jackson fucking her and Luther's cock in position for her to blow him. And then the slapping restarted. Jackson slapping her every few fucks, making Beth wail in delight. But God it felt good. What was also pretty good was the way Luther was gripping her head and making her suck him exactly how he liked it.

It was hard to speak with all that going on, but she managed several times to beg Jackson to slap her. Calling him boss each time, and then crying with pleasure as his hand spanked her ass.

Suddenly Jackson's hand cupped her breasts and then he lifted her up, so her head was now beside his. He kissed her and then turned her again, manhandling her onto her back and forcing her to place her feet on his shoulders. Before she could even get comfortable Jackson was inside her again and now he was pummelling her. This position meant his cock was the deepest it had ever been inside her. All she could do was cry out in pleasure.

"Oh fuck," yelled Beth loud and intensely. Her hand found Luther's dick. "Oh my god,' she cried, as all she could do is hold it. The bed began to rock as Jackson fucked her as hard and fast as he could. He pounded her to another orgasm, which hit so hard and fast it came from nowhere. She rested but after for only a few moments. All she wanted was more. Beth asked Luther breathlessly if she could ride him. He told Jackson that he was right she was good. Once more they moved round into a different position.

Luther lay down, sliding up to the top of the bed as Beth climbed across him. She easily slipped him inside her and began to rock up and down, his hands resting gently on her hips. She leaned across Luther, so she could take Jackson dick in her mouth. Luther's hips rocked, driving Beth back to the heights of ecstasy, and she struggled to do a good job blowing Jackson. Her cries now so loud that they could be heard outside the hotel room.

"You like that huh?" Asked Jackson lifting Beth's head, so she looked at him.

"Fuck me in your arms." She said, remembering suddenly how much she liked that. And he did. Lifting her effortlessly off Luther and into his arms. She squealed and wrapped her legs around his ass as he switched hold and with no effort at all he was inside her again. He made her lean back a little and then he began to screw her, moving her faster than either time before.

"Oh shit, oh fuck," she wailed. Their bodies began to make a slapping sound as he screwed her. "Oh, fuck this is so good," she moaned and then she kissed him. And then he dropped her, forcing her to his knees. Almost immediately he cream pie'ed over her face with a loud long groan. Then her face was turned to Luther. She blew him, loving the way he struggled not to lose control but knowing this was a game she would win. As he came he made loud blowing noises, delivering in three spurts an impressive amount of come all over her tits.

Her two controllers had the final victory just as they all wanted. They made her very diligently lick their cocks clean before they relented to her pleas and allowed her to take the shower that she craved. As the hot water revived slightly her tired body and brain she wondered if Jackson had any more surprises in mind for her, she hoped so.