The following story is 100% true. The names and locations have been disguised. Beth even posts her own pictures on online forums occasionally.
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When I met her, Beth Johnson was a freshman at the University. She was a product of an all-girls Catholic high school and had that fresh-scrubbed, girl-next-door appeal. When we met about 2 a.m. one Sunday morning, she was on her hands and knees tossing up the last of the whiskey sours she had been drinking. It was the first time Beth had ever been drunk. (For the full story read "Beth the Exhibitionist")
Beth became the test subject of a theory from my Psych class. I never made any move to take advantage of her and I spent most of that Sunday talking with her and making her laugh. Whenever she performed some small task for me I would tell her "Thank you. That pleases me."
Two weeks after we first met Beth was constantly looking to me for my approval whenever we were together and she was trying to give me her virginity. I found out that Beth had learned Hawaiian Dance when she was in 8th grade. After dancing for me, I arranged for Beth to dance topless at a private party. That night Beth was scared, but when she found out how much she loved to show off for a crowd, Beth asked me to remove her bottoms prior to going out on stage for her last "set." Her response when she came back off stage was an excited "I danced naked in front of all those people and they all wanted to fuck me."
After her last dance a man in his late 40's approached me and asked if Beth performed at parties. I said she might in the future and he gave me his card. Bob said he had a group of customers that gathered several times each year for a card party and he wanted Beth to start with the Hula, and end the night dancing naked and mingling with his customers. We agreed on a price which included some touching, but no sex. (To bring yourself up to date read "Beth Learns Something New")
Bob and I talked the next Monday and he gave me a date that was less than two weeks away. That week Beth lost her virginity and displayed her ability to have multiple orgasms. Beth also did many things good Catholic girls didn't do, and she found out how exciting it was to have an audience. It was Beth that called Bob and confirmed that she would perform at his card party.
That week zipped by at a snails pace. Beth spent hours each evening deciding what to wear for Bob and his friends. She finally found a black mesh halter top and a white lace apron, and she made a black bow for her hair. She was planning to wear the halter top with her grass skirt for the first dances, then just the skirt for the second set, then she would be naked for the third set except for her anklets, a headdress, and her pompoms. Each night I picked Beth up from her dorm, made dinner for us, and let her try on different combinations of clothing. I decided I liked the white lace apron a lot. It snuggled Beth's curves and showed her skin through the fabric. It also made her nipples stand out. Beth was not wearing panties under the apron so her tight butt was very much available for light caresses and gentle pats. The apron was for when she was mingling with the guests.
After dinner and the fashion show I handed Beth the bed pillows and led her into the living room. I pulled the cushions from the couch, arranged them on the floor, and told Beth "Show time."
She smiled and said "I love to please you."
I poured us both a glass of wine and Beth played with her pussy until she had an orgasm.
I leaned forward from my chair and said "It would please me if you would cum again."
Beth giggled and played with herself again. With her second orgasm fast approaching Beth looked to me for permission, and I said "Cum for me. Cum for me now."
That pushed her over the top and a second set of pleasure waves washed over her. After she had rested she asked "What else can I do to give you pleasure?"
Because her pussy was still fertile I opted for a blowjob. Actually I wanted Beth to be horny and excited for Saturday night. All week I used the fertility issue to avoid sliding my stiff prick into her pussy. Finally Friday arrived. I picked up Beth and her costume and drove to my apartment. I carefully packed her dance costume into the trunk of the car while Beth went straight into the apartment. On the dining table she found three packages. When I came through the door Beth was still dressed.
I said "I buy you some presents and you forget what you are supposed to do at home?"
Beth hurriedly took off her clothes and presented herself to me for approval. When she was naked and standing still I walked around her and then said "Thank You. That pleases me."
Beth jittered for a few moments and I told her to open the biggest box first. She found a pair of two-tone black and white high heels. The next box contained a white lace garter belt and white stockings. Beth was shocked and surprised and scandalized all at the same time. She also started to cry because I had given her some presents. I told Beth the third present was for later; for now she was to go dress in the bedroom and come back out with the apron and garter belt and stockings on. She kissed me and disappeared into the bedroom.
Beth reappeared when dinner was ready. When Beth was naked she was gorgeous, but Beth in lingerie was fabulous. Her hair was combed out, her makeup was heavier than usual, and she stood in the middle of the room awaiting my approval. She could give a corpse a hardon and I told her so. Her answer was "I am happy to please you."
After a wonderful meal neither of us remember I handed Beth the third box. It contained a dainty gold ankle chain. As soon as Beth stopped crying I told her she was to wear it whenever we went out to have her dance. If she wore the chain on her left ankle it meant she was for my pleasure only. If she wore the chain on her right ankle, she was there for everyone's pleasure. Beth looked at me then placed the chain on her left ankle. When she looked up she said "Tonight I am here for your pleasure. Tomorrow I will wear this on the right ankle. I will be there for everyone to see and feel. I will be available for their pleasure. I know that was what you intended."
That night Beth insisted on pretending she was serving drinks and food to a group of 5 or 6 men seated at a card table. Since her white apron was see-thru she did not need to bend over the table to show her cleavage. She worked on turning away from the table so that her butt remained available to the man she had just served for an extra several seconds. She also worked on walking gracefully in high heels. I allowed her to "practice" on me and I tried to act like a grabby drunk. Beth fended off my advances while still allowing me to have a quick feel of her butt or her tits. She smiled and said "Catholic girls learn those moves by age twelve or thirteen. I had to slow down just to let you grab a quick feel. The only difference is, I never had to do those moves wearing heels."
