Drama Being Beth

Two days later Hank sat opposite me around Jamie's table. He'd come over a few minutes earlier and we'd politely chatted for a while about anything not related to why he was here. It took me a little while to catch on but eventually I understood what was going on and it slightly blew my mind: He was nervous..

He was nervous.

Jamie must have figured it out earlier than me because she did her best to create a calm, relaxed atmosphere. Hank had asked for a drink but Jamie had shut that down -- she'd told me early on that one of her very few absolute golden rules was she never shot a video when anyone was drunk -- well, unless it was just her on her own.

"So" she finally said, clasping her hands together. "shall we get down to brass tacks?" Hank nodded but couldn't quite look at me. "You're here to fuck Beth." I smiled and blushed -- Jamie's directness was charmingly brazen. Hank suddenly found himself terribly fascinated by Jamie's floor. Jamie let the moment hang for a second before she spoke again:

"Hank, we already talked about Beth's limits." We'd had a threeway text conversation the day before -- although Jamie had done most of the talking. "So she's happy to suck you off and happy for you to fuck her. And," she placed an arm around me and her voice turned angelic. "obviously she'd love to have you eat her out." I jokingly pushed her off me and looked expectantly at Hank. "So how about you? What's your limits, how do you want this to run, hun?" Hank kept staring at the floor for a while before slowly speaking.

"All that sounds good to me. Only..." he looked up at me, then Jamie. "I don't want too much 'bbc' stuff, if that's okay."

"Of course, hun."

"Bbc?" I asked, confused and for a moment thinking about a Canadian TV channel. Jamie leaned in and whispered into my ear.

"Oh." I said, then added. "You... don't want me to talk about your... about your package?" Hank laughed a little and seemed to relax.

"No, sure I do. Just, y'know... don't exaggerate, I suppose?"

"Hey," Jamie cut in. "remember, any time you want we can stop and take a break. We can change something or stop the whole thing altogether. Just say so." Hank nodded. I couldn't believe she was coaching him. Not so long ago she'd been coaching me.

"Alright, so. I'll be behind the camera. And you're okay with me filming you now and blurring your face afterwards?" Hank said he was.

"Do you have condoms?" he suddenly asked. "If not I brought some." Jamie glanced at me.

"We do." She said.

"You don't need them, though. Not for me, I mean." I smiled, blushing. Hank's eyes went wide.

"Er... I- I- are you sure?"

"I'm on an IUD."

"Plus we test ourselves pretty frequently. You?"

"I'm... I'm clean." He stammered and I thought he was cute as hell. I wondered if I'd been as nervous my first time.

"Then it's up to you." I turned my head down a little and tried to look sweet and innocent. "I've been looking forward to... you know. Taking your load, though." Hank swallowed and shifted uncomfortably in the couch.

"Hun, you know we're gonna see it in a bit, right?" Jamie said and suddenly Hank gave a huge, deep laugh and made a show of spreading his legs again. Through his chinos I could see a large bulge.

"Okay. Erm... anything else?" he asked and Jamie promptly produced one of our forms.

"Well this. You can read it but you helped me write 'em so I hope you know what's in it." Hank happily smiled it and signed the papers. There was another awkward silence.

"So-" Jamie began but I rose up. I straightened out my dress -- I'd worn a new one especially for the occasion; dark red with a deep cut. It showed off my cleavage and was easy to slide up over my hips. 'For easy access' I'd thought as I tried it on. I took Hank's hand and looked at him sweetly.

"Shall we?"

Jamie had everything set up as usual. We were taking turns being cameraman and I wasn't bad by now -- although some of the technical stuff still eluded me. We'd talked about buying a new camera but I didn't entirely understand all the ins and outs so we'd tabled it for the moment. Her bedroom looked just like it always did and Hank carefully followed me. Jamie grabbed the camera and got it running.

"Okay Hank, just remember that if Beth starts acting a little funny she's, well, acting." She explained and Hank nodded. "And Beth, hun, remember Hank goes by 'J'. Okay? Everyone happy?" I said yes and Hank just nodded again.

"You okay, sweetie?" I whispered. Hank looked at me and suddenly looked very vulnerable.

"I just thought you looked so hot in the diner the other day, I... I just wanted to be with you." I was a little floored by that.

"You could have asked me for a date, you know." He smiled.

"I was worried you wouldn't... I don't know. I thought it might be easier... you know, because I'm..."

"Do white girls really make a big deal about that?"

"Some."

"Well not this one." I leaned in -- up on my toes and kissed him on the cheek. "You want to stop? We can." I said, but Hank quickly shook his head.

"No. No way, not now. I... I'm excited." I pressed myself against him and felt his erection through the thin fabric of my dress.

"I can tell. Ready?"

"Yeah." I gently pushed him away so he was out of shot and faced the camera.

"Heeeey everyoooone!" I smiled and waved. "Beth here and I have a very special visitor here today!" I reached out a hand and took Hank's. I pulled him to my side. "This is J."

"Hi." Hank said a little stiffly.

"He's a little shy." I teased the camera. "But I'm sure he'll get over it in just a moment." I leaned in and kissed him quickly on the lips. "Wanna tell our fans why you're here?" He looked a little unsure so I leaned in and whispered; "Tell them you're here for a good time."

"I'm, erm... I'm here for a good time." I gave him an encouraging wink.

"Then why don't you get on the bed and I'll show you one?" I glanced over at Jamie who gave me a quick thumbs up as we moved over. Hank laid down on his back and I jumped up and climbed over him. I leaned in and gave him another kiss.

"Just relax, let me take the lead." I whispered. I hadn't anticipated this at all but having him be so unsure made me feel confident; I was the experienced one. Although I hoped he'd warm up a bit because, well... Jamie had built up my expectations a bit. I wanted to know what he could do with his mouth. His arms slowly went around my waist as we kissed and I felt his tongue push against my lips. I let him in and our tongues met. He ran his tongue against mine gently and slowly and my mind raced, I just couldn't get out of my head what that tongue could do somewhere else.

Eventually I broke away and smiled at him.

"Let's get you a little more comfortable." I tugged at his shirt and started to pull it off. He moved his arms up for me and I stripped him to his waist. I looked down and boy did I like what I saw. He was lean, but fit and I ran a hand down his chest, his ebony skin smooth and his body firm. I smiled, and paused.

"Am I okay to undo your pants?" I asked, my voice more business-like.

"Go ahead." I wasted to time. I eagerly undid his belt and his fly and helped him shimmy out of his trousers. His boxers bulged and I felt my heart start to race.

"Let's see what we have here." I slowly, teasingly lifted the hem of his underpants and slid them down. His cock sprang out and rested against his pubes and I genuinely gave a little gasp.

It wasn't huge or anything, but it was still big. About six inches and at least as thick as Trevor's.

He was also uncut.

I'd never even seen an uncut penis before and I suddenly felt a little worried that I would do something wrong. I thought about asking him but didn't want to embarrass him. Instead I just ran a finger along its length and to my satisfaction I saw it twitch.

"Nice and big." I said. Jamie had brought the camera right up behind me. She gave a quiet, impressed whistle. I looked up at Hank and saw his eyes fixed on me. I gave him a wink and in my most innocent, shy-girl voice asked him if I could please suck on it.

"Please." I first wrapped my hand around it, feeling how swollen it was. Then, carefully -- more carefully than I'd been with Trevor -- pulled his foreskin down. It didn't seem all that different and soon the dark head of his dick emerged. I kept moving my hands up and down a few times, just to get a feel for it.

"I'm not sure I can fit all of this in my mouth, but I promise I'll try." I said and before Hank could answer I was on him. My mouth closed on his big, beautiful black cock and I stuck my tongue out and played it over the head. I felt him harden and heard him moan and it egged me on. I descended on his erect member and took him deep. It was a glorious feeling as I felt his cock go into my throat and for a brief moment I thought maybe I could take all of him.

Reality asserted itself though and I felt I couldn't go any longer. I slowly eased back until only his head was in my mouth; I swirled my tongue around it one last time and then with a purposeful 'pop' I pulled myself off his cock. I looked up at Hank and saw his belly moving up and down in deep breaths. He opened his eyes and looked at me.

"Fuck you're hot, girl." I breathed heavily and I smiled to myself.

"I've never taken a cock that big before."

"Want to try again?" Jamie asked behind me and I didn't say a word, I just went back at it. I spent minutes worshipping his big, black, beautiful cock. I only took breaks to also place my lips around his balls. All the time Hank groaned and moaned and writhed. He kept his hands to himself and I felt a little ashamed to admit I wished he'd grabbed my head and forced me down. Hank was just too much of a gentleman.

Eventually Jamie cut in.

"Think we should move on soon, Beth?" I looked up from Hank's crotch, my nose filled with the smell of his cock and sweat -- Hank's musk was all over me and was driving me nuts.

"Okay with me. Hank?" Hank sat up on the bed and caught his breath. My hand was still on his cock and I instinctively was slowly jerking him, my hand slick with his precum. He suddenly grabbed me and pulled me close. He took my head in his hands and we kissed again. He must have tasted himself in my mouth but he didn't seem to care, his tongue explored my mouth eagerly, greedily. He broke the kiss.

"Get on the bed." I grinned and laid down next to him, still in my dress. Hank rolled over and leaned down on top of me for another kiss.

"Gonna make you scream, girl." He whispered and I shivered. He crawled down and slid my dress up my legs. There was nothing else under there for him to get rid of, my pussy was in full view for him (and Jamie, who made sure she got a clear shot between my legs).

"Spread her legs, hun." She ordered and Hank did; my legs opened and he leaned in.

I wasn't sure exactly what I'd been expecting but whatever it was, reality was better. Hank was a pussy-eating master; he was even better than Jamie. He eased his tongue inside me and ran it along my lips before finally going to work on my clit. His tongue flicked over it and I gave a surprised yelp.

"How does it feel, hun?" Jamie asked, bringing the camera up to my face. All I could do was moan back at her and suddenly Hank stepped up his game. His whole mouth closed over my pussy and I looked down; I could only make out the top of his head and was about to say something when a wave of pleasure hit me and my legs involuntarily tried to close. I squeezed Hank's head between my thighs but it just encouraged him.

His tongue moved inside me and I felt like my pussy was melting. He would retreat occasionally to just kiss me down there and every time he did I begged him to go back. Jamie hung over us both like an eagle, keeping the camera focused on me while Hank's head was buried in my crotch.

Suddenly he stopped and moved up, crawling up to my face and kissed me. His mouth; his whole face smelt of my pussy and his tongue met mine, my juices mixing with our saliva. His hand snuck in between my legs and he fingered me while we kissed. Suddenly I felt a finger travel down and run over my butthole and I tensed up. He must have sensed it because he quickly withdrew.

"Never had anyone in there, huh?" I quietly shook my head and blushed: Jamie was right next to us, filming our kiss.

"Mmm, I'd sure like to be the one who gets to break that hole in."

"You keep doing what you were doing down there and I think you could talk me into almost anything." I said. Hank grinned and teasingly ran his fingertip over my butthole again. He pressed against it very gently and I tensed again but a rush of excitement ran through me. I kissed him.

"Want do you want to do now?" I asked.

"Get you out of this dress." He barely had time to get the sentence out before I sat up and unzipped. I threw it to one side and let my breasts fall out, aware of the folds of my tummy and hoping Hank wouldn't be turned off. We sat on our knees, facing each other -- my legs feeling hot. He looked down from my crotch and slowly let his gaze travelled all the way up to my face. Slowly he reached a hand out and grasped one of my breasts. He stared at me and suddenly I realized he was stroking his own cock.

"I want to fuck you until you scream." I gulped, thinking well, at least he found his confidence.

"Please do." I smiled and started leaning back but he suddenly grabbed me and pulled me in for a kiss.

"Not like that." he said and grinned. "Get on your hands and knees." I suddenly got nervous. I was nervous about the way I looked like that; with my breasts and belly hanging down I was worried it would be too obvious I wasn't thin and sexy like Jamie. Jamie was right in there.

"Hey hun, Beth might prefer on her back." Hank suddenly looked bashful.

"Oh I'm sorry, I got carried away."

"It's all good. Beth, hun, what do you want?" I had subconsciously wrapped my arms around myself to cover my belly and I wasn't sure what to do. I stayed quiet for a little while then slowly reached a hand out and wrapped it around Hank's cock again. It was still rock hard. I ran my hand down the length of it until I reached the head where I stayed and ran one finger along the underside of it. Hank moaned and shivered. I thought about how much I wanted him in me.

"If I get on my hands and knees for you," I started. "Will you put this big, fat cock as deep inside me as you can?" Hank nodded and briefly glanced at Jamie.

"I'll give you this one, okay?" he said, turned back to me and looked me straight in the eyes:

"I'll put my big, black cock as far inside your tight white pussy as it can go."

I moved. I swung my legs over and presented Hank with my bare ass. Jamie kept filming from behind to our left and I felt Hank move. Something rubbed against my pussy lips and I realized it was the tip of his cock and I shivered.

"You ready for me, baby?" he said and I said I was. Suddenly he was leaning over me, his chest pressed against my back, supporting himself with one hand, his other cupped one of my breasts.. He was tall enough to put his mouth next to my ear and still keep his rigid cock between my legs. "Are you sure, honey?" I whimpered a weak 'yes' and he kissed me and rose back up. His cock slowly slid up and it rubbed against my pussy lips again, but then he kept going. My heart raced as his head pressed against my butthole. He rested it there for just a moment.

"Mmmm... I could kill to bury myself inside this ass." I'm not even sure I made a sound, I was so shocked and so incredibly turned on.

"Maybe... next time." I breathed.

"Hun." Jamie said sternly but Hank was already moving his cock back down. He ran a hand down my back all the way to my ass and steadied me and then entered me. He went in slow, inch by inch and I felt myself open up, my pussy welcoming, aching for him. His cock filled me up more than I'd ever been filled before and yet he kept going, still entering me. I thought I was going to come right there. I rested on my elbows and focused on breathing. Finally he paused.

"Fuuuuuuck... you are so tight, girl." I smiled to myself and then braced myself as he began sliding himself out, slowly. It didn't help -- I still almost screamed when he went back in hard, his balls slapping against my pussy. And then he fucked me. And I mean he fucked me; like I'd never been fucked before.

Mark and I did doggy once or twice and it was probably the best sex we ever had; he could reach further in me that way, but it wasn't anything like this. It wasn't just the size, either -- believe it or not but I am not a size queen. Hank knew what he was doing. Mark and I had sex, Hank and I fucked. I could feel with every thrust how desperate he was to be inside me, to fill me. Once he had a rhythm going he let go of his cock and grabbed my waist. With every thrust he pulled me back, forcing himself deeper into me.

Suddenly Jamie and her camera were in my face, filming my reaction.

"How's it feel, hun?"

"Ah! Aaaah fuuuu- fuck it feels -- ah! A-amazing! He's so biiii-aaah! FUCK! Fu-fuuuuuu..." I couldn't talk. I whimpered and suddenly my whole body quivered and I came. I came as he fucked me -- I'd never, ever come from just regular sex before but I came on Hank's cock and as my pussy cramped around his penis it must have pushed him over the edge because he exploded in me. Warm cum spurted up into me, filling me. I screamed my orgasm out into the world and on shaky legs and arms I fell into the bed. Hank slowed as he grunted, in the throes of his own climax. He kept pumping himself into me for a few thrusts before finally stopping. Jamie was somewhere behind me and filmed the moment he pulled out as his sticky, wet cock fell out of me, cum dripping out of me onto Jamie's bed.

As I lay there, breathing, glowing, basking in the best orgasm I'd ever had up until then, I thought to myself; This man can fuck me in absolutely any hole he wants.

Well, it would be a while, but eventually he would.​