Drama Being Beth

"'You should let me win because you two liberal sluts needs a good fucking so you'll stop whining about feminism and start making babies. I'd love to put my warm seed in both of you filthy whores to show you what being a woman is really all about.'" I read the comment out loud to Jamie who was in the bedroom getting dressed with the door open.

"Do you think he realizes that last bit makes it sound like he's a woman?" I called out towards the bedroom.

"Honey, I'd be surprised to find out if he knew any words with more than two syllables." Jamie answered and I giggled.

"Oh my god, this one's spelling is awful." I said to which Jamie quickly replied I was one to talk.

"'If I win I am going to ravage both of you with my massive meat and show you what a real cock looks like.'" I read out loud and heard Jamie laugh from the bedroom.

"'Massive meat' - below three inches, gu-ran-teed. Christ men are morons..."

"'I've got just what you two girls need, a big, strong man who's willing to-' Eeew no no no!"

"What?!" Jamie rushed out, half-dressed and read the comment. Once she finished, she let out a huge laugh. "Sorry hun, some people like that."

"Noooooo thank you." I said shaking my head and feeling grossed out. I glanced at Jamie as she walked back to the bedroom. "You don't-" I began.

"Definitely not, hun. No way, I'm up for a lot of things but not that." Relieved, I kept on reading one or two more messages we'd gotten sent in as contest entries.

Jamie hadn't been wrong; fan contests like this usually brought in around two- to three hundred dollars in direct donations and four or five new subscribers. Those subscribers usually only stayed a month, she said, but still. So far she seemed right on the money. She hadn't done one in ages -- actually the last one she did was the one I'd eavesdropped into what seems like forever ago. She said it was a bit tricky, if you did them too often people would catch on that it was rigged.

"So, who do you think we should actually go with?" Jamie asked, now doing her makeup. I scrolled through the suggestions, not answering. "Trevor again?" she added.

"We definitely can't actually let someone from the site do it?" I asked.

"Come on Beth, you really want to let some random guy from the internet have their way with us?" Jamie asked.

"No, of course not." I said, probably pretty unconvincingly.

"You're so shit at lying, hun." Jamie replied, teasingly. "Some guy who could be whoever, who might have all sorts of STDs?"

"The contest rules say they have to provide a clear test result from a doctor." It was true; Jamie had written down some pretty sound rules for the contest -- to make it believable. Apart from a clear STD test result they had to provide an ID proving their age, they had to pay for their own travels, sign a consent form and agree to meet up prior to the shoot in a public location. Sounded safe enough to me.

"Okay, what if they're married? Or a stalker?" I nodded. Sure, those were concerns. But still... a total stranger... the thought appealed to me. But I dropped it.

"I guess you're right." I said.

"If not Trevor we could always ask your boyfriend." Jamie said, still with a teasing note in her voice. I laughed.

"He can't even work up the courage to fuck me. I don't think he'd be willing to go on camera." Which was true, but I also felt very strongly that I wanted to keep Toby out of that side of my life. Which may sound weird, given that that side of my life was how we met. I guess I was being a bit protective of him.

"Really? Still?"

"Yeah." I said, not hiding my disappointment. It had been another week and I'd been with Toby twice more now -- each time had gone pretty much the same. We'd make out, have some foreplay -- and by now I'd started telling him how to finger me, and found to my delight Toby had some skill in that regard, actually -- then I'd get on top of him.

Which wasn't bad! Not at all. It's just every time I offered another way he'd get all nervous and stammer and lose his confidence. Even though I'd done all but beg him. Jesus I wanted that boy to not just let me ride him but fuck me. I wanted that big dick of his in me from behind where I could feel all of it, where I could let go and just let him do me.

"You drop any hints?" Jamie asked. I thought back to last week when I'd bent over in front of him, exposing my naked ass and invited him to take me.

"One or two."

"Then the time for hints is over. Time to make it overt, hun."

"How?"

"I'm not sure." Jamie admitted. "I don't know him that well. But I'm sure you'll think of something." I looked back at the suggestions sent in and scrolled through them again, absently.

'I'd love to get my big, fat cock stuck in one of you bitches.' Read one.

Charming. I thought. What a romantic.

But it did give me an idea.

"Hey Jamie?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I borrow your yogapants?"

"Sure, hun."

"Thanks." I said, smiling mischievously. Oh yes, I definitely had an idea. If this didn't get Toby to make his move, nothing would...

>Toby ar u in?<

>Yes, what's up?< Toby's message came back a moment later.

>busy?<

>A little, but nothing major. Why?<

>coud u cme down nd help me?<

>What's wrong?<

>easier if u cme here<

>omw!< I smiled, put down the phone and got ready. A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door and I cried out 'Come in!'. The door opened -- I'd left in unlocked on purpose.

"Hello?" Toby said from the hall, clearly confused about where I was.

"I'm in here, Toby!" I heard his footsteps from behind and got myself ready. The door opened slowly, from what I could hear and then there was a pause.

"Beth?"

"Thank god you're here, Toby, you have to help me -- I'm stuck!" There was nothing in reply for a little while. After a few moments Toby finally stammered out:

"W-what?"

"I was changing the sheets and somehow I got stuck! My hand's caught between two of the boards!" I said and made a few jerking motions, wiggling my rear on purpose. I wore a plain, white t-shirt and Jamie's yogapants which I knew hugged my ass tightly, leaving very little to the imagination -- and I hadn't bothered with panties.

"Are you- erm, is... are you serious?" I cursed inwards. Come on, Toby. I jiggled my ass again at him, turned around and did my best porn-y voice -- like Laila had in those videos we watched.

"Yeah, I'm really stuck, Toby and I need you to help me." There was another silent pause and for a moment I really thought it wouldn't work. What did I need to do? Write 'fuck me here' in sharpie on my ass?

But then I felt the bed move. Toby climbed onto it and I could feel the bed move. He stood still behind me for a while, hopefully taking in the view. I looked over my shoulder again and caught his eyes -- he was clearly looking at my butt.

"Please help me, Toby... I need you." I said, almost whimpering. He looked at me as if looking for permission. "Please?" I said again and finally Toby made his move.

He started by placing his hands on my hips and ran them up my sides until he held me by the waist. He gave a very gentle tug but I kept my hands jammed between the bed board and the mattress.

"You're really stuck, huh?" He said, and his voice sounded challenging; not like his usual, soft-spoken voice. I liked it.

"Yeah." I said.

"Hmmm..." His hands wandered down again and caressed my butt. He grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them. I didn't say anything I just let off a little grunt. He kept squeezing my ass then slowly let one hand move up the inside of my thigh; he moved slowly, clearly checking if I was okay with what he was doing. Finally he reached my crotch and through my pants moved his fingers over my pussy. I moaned a little. I knew roughly what was supposed to come next if this were one of Toby's favourite videos. Shocked cries of 'What are you doing?' or 'That's not helping!' but I didn't want to scare him off so I kept quiet.

Toby ran his hand over my pussy and then, to my delight he touched the waistband of my pants and started to pull them down. I took a risk.

"What are you doing?" I asked, in a mock sing-song voice.

"Just... taking a closer look." Toby said and internally I took a leap of joy. He's playing the part! I thought. Maybe I could ramp it up just a touch.

"Are you checking out my ass?"

"Yeah." Toby said, his voice gravelly and breathless as he finished pulling my pants down and exposed my bare ass and pussy. I lifted my knees just a little bit and he pulled them all the way down past them so I could push my legs apart a little more. His hands returned -- I felt a finger stroke my lips and my pussy let him in instantly. He'd only really fingered me twice and never from this angle so it took him a moment but soon he found my clit and I let out a genuine yelp as the sensation hit me.

"I can't believe you're gonna take advantage of me like this!" I cried and to my horror Toby stopped and I felt sure I'd gone too far and scared him off.

Then I heard the sound of a zipper being undone. Behind me I heard Toby struggle out of his jeans and I swear to god I felt myself get wetter. It was happening -- finally Toby was going to stuff his fat cock in me. His hand returned to my pussy.

"What do you expect when you're stuck like this?" he said. "You expect me to not take advantage of it?" Attaboy. I could hear the sound of him jerking off behind me while he played with my pussy. He'd found his place now and I didn't need to pretend to moan -- it came naturally now. I felt myself aching for him and wished he wouldn't wait too much longer.

Suddenly I felt something else brush against my thighs -- something hard. His cock travelled up between my legs and his hand withdrew. He placed it on my ass for stability and guided himself in. Suddenly I tensed up and withdrew a little, reflexively.

"Oooh!" I cried out and then, in a whisper I asked him to aim a little lower. "Not that hole." I said, but kept my voice cheery.

Maybe some day though. I thought to myself.

"Sorry." He mumbled and tried again. This time went a lot better and with a quiet, wet noise Toby entered me. His warm, hard cock filled me up and to my absolute delight he went slowly in, inch by inch until his hips hit my ass.

I almost came right then and there. Not long ago I thought of doggystyle as an awkward position because of how I imagined it made my body look; my belly protruding and my breasts just dangling freely. Yes, it felt good when I was with Mark, but not good enough to make up for it. Since doing it with Hank and with Jamie using a strap-on I'd changed my mind; I'd learned what it felt like to get completely filled up, to let go and let someone just fuck me. That's why I'd been so eager for Toby to do it with me and holy shit was it worth the theatrics.

His wide girth filled me up but this time he could go all the way in, right down to the base of his groin. I lost myself in the sensation almost immediately and started moaning in pleasure. I arched my back and felt Toby slide himself out and then back in in long, deep thrusts.

I felt like I was in heaven -- I felt Toby assert himself, take control and not just have sex with but fuck me. I'd enjoyed being in charge, too, but deep down I knew I much preferred being submissive. With Jamie I was almost always submissive, but with Toby I wanted both. And here he was, fucking me hard.

"You're ah! Aaaaah! Ah you're fucking me s-so good..." I managed between breaths. Toby gave me a long, hard thrust, I imagined as a reward. "Do- aaah! Do you... like me... likeeeeaaah! Like this?"

"You... oooh you feel so good, Beth." Toby said and then gave a deep, guttural moan that by now I recognized. His cum shot into me harder than ever before and my knees buckled as I came on his exploding dick. I fell down on the bed, my ass still up and stick locked to Toby as he pumped me full, spurt after glorious spurt. I screamed, I moaned and as my orgasm peaked I let out a long, drawn-out cry:

"Tobyyyyyy!" He grunted in response and pushed towards me one last time before he finally leaned forwards and collapsed on top of me.

We lay there, together, both breathing heavily -- he was still partially inside me but soon I felt his cock slip out and I could feel his warm, sticky cum running down my thighs. Toby's body was heavy on top of me but I didn't care that it was uncomfortable. I wanted to just stay where I was and feel Toby draw deep, satisfied breaths.

"I love you." He whispered after a little while and I smiled, contended.

"I love you, too." And I did.​