Helping Ellen Out Ch 03

The third chapter of a probable 4. It would make more sense if you read the other two chapters first. I write to read with my wife. Any feedback would be welcome.

Helping Ellen Out -- Chapter 3

Beth woke late the following morning from a confusing erotic dream to find Peter watching her closely.

"Good morning my love you look fantastic. I was just remembering last night, God I was so excited watching you and Patrick, watching him lick you, watching him fuck you.

"Peter don't, please it was wrong, I..., we should never have let it happen, I can't believe you let him do that to me."

"But you loved it my sweet, you came on him, I watched you as you lay over the cushions, squeezing his cock."

"I couldn't help it he wouldn't stop and you'd all been teasing me all day, it wasn't fair of you."

"I heard you say you loved his cock in you, loved it in so deep."

"He made me say that, I didn't want to, he wouldn't stop, it was all so.. so rude. I don't want to talk about it anymore, please don't make me."

"Ok my love, we won't talk about it but I can't stop thinking about it, remembering him lying on you, cock deep in your welcoming pussy.

The next few days passed quickly, Peter made love to her as often as she'd let him and she began to realize that she had begun to accept that the three of them, her friend Ellen, Patrick and Peter would probably, definitely persuade her to take part in their rude games again. She felt helpless to stop them and even admitted to herself that she was flattered that Patrick wanted her so; that she made him so aroused, his cock so big and hard for her. She decided she'd try and avoid future sessions of their "games" for as long as she could.

Ellen took all this in her stride as usual and seemed to think there was nothing wrong at all with Patrick enjoying Beth as Peter enjoyed her. She was as bad as Peter in wanting to rehearse what they had all done and kept telling her how keen Patrick was to do it again.

So Beth was relieved when Ellen told her that she was going to visit her sister for a few days thinking that would give her a few days when she wouldn't have to worry about being persuaded to take part in deeply rude, shamefully thrilling evenings.

Ellen came round to see her the day before she left.

"Can you look after Patrick while I'm away for me," and as she saw the look of alarm on Beth's face, "Not in that way silly, I just mean Patrick's so useless in the kitchen can you feed him for me at least once."

Beth didn't feel she could refuse so they agreed Patrick would come round for dinner the following day. She prepared a lovely meal and for some reason, she couldn't quite explain put on some of her briefest underwear and, what she knew was, a flattering dress.

Patrick turned up in good time his usual charming self and as she busied herself in the kitchen she was aware of his eyes on her, watching her every move. During the meal Peter and Patrick were most attentive, flattering her cooking and flirting a little. They kept re-filling her wine glass and as the meal wore on she could feel herself getting slightly drunk, laughing at their schoolboy innuendos.

They all went into the kitchen; Patrick insisted on helping with the clearing up though she kept saying it wasn't necessary. When they'd nearly finished Patrick came and stood close to her.

"I need to thank you properly for a wonderful evening and a great meal Beth."

"There's really no need Patrick it was my pleasure." She giggled, a little nervous at his closeness.

"Nevertheless I want to thank you properly if you'll let me." He smiled.

She felt Peter move up behind her so she was slightly trapped between them.

"I think we'd both like to thank you, my love," Peter said softly behind her as he gently pulled her back by the hips and she could feel his growing erection between her buttocks pressing the sheer material of her dress between her cheeks.

"Now boys, let's not do anything silly please, there's no need for thanks or anything." She laughed nervously as Patrick moved closer.

"Oh but there is my dear I, or we, are going to thank you in a way that we'll all enjoy."

Peter held her wrists behind her firmly as Patrick bent to kiss her mouth, she could feel his erection pressing into her stomach as Peter's pressed his between her cheeks from behind.

"No please.. don't do this, Ellen's not here or anything, we can't.. you mustn't.." She trailed off hopelessly as Patrick eased her dress up, exposing her brief knickers. He eased his hand down inside them and gently caressed her lips a little looking into her eyes.

"I think you can feel how aroused you've made us can't you? Now Peter's just going to remove your dress for you."

She stood unable to move as Peter lifted her dress over her head and off, she stood nervously in her underwear watching as Patrick quickly stripped his clothes off. Peter reached and held her arms behind her, pulling her back again firmly against his now very hard cock. Patrick pressed against her again as she protested feebly.

"Please don't." But he just slid her panties down a little and went back to stroking his fingers up and down her now-exposed pussy as he looked hungrily into her eyes.

"Is she wet?"

"Yes she's already really wet, see I can slide a finger easily in and out."

Beth shuddered as his thick finger slid effortlessly in and out, coated in her arousal, as Peter pulled her back his cock now wedged deeply between her bare cheeks.

Patrick took his fully erect cock and stroked the swollen tip up and down her lips, spreading them easily apart with the head, coating his cock in her wetness.

Beth whimpered as he bent his knees and just eased the tip into her as Peter held her hands behind her and she stared helplessly into Patrick's eyes as he slowly straightened his legs and slid more and more of his cock into her. He was a good 6 inches taller than her so when he finished standing he was fully inside her and she had to stand on tiptoe and even then he was fully, deeply, embedded in her sex and she was almost hanging on his cock the thick root of him pressing hard on her sex just above her filled opening; supporting her, Peters cock behind holding her firmly in place on it.

They all sighed as Beth realized she couldn't move, Patrick's cock held her, supporting most of her weight, she could feel it flexing within her, the tip throbbing, and twitching. Peter released her hands briefly and she stood helplessly impaled on Patrick as Peter stripped and returned to press his cock back between her spread cheeks.

"Now then," Patrick whispered, "Peter's going to tell you what's going to happen now, aren't you Peter."

Peter reached around and cupped Beth's breasts, one in each hand and as he teased the stiff nipples and as Beth writhed helplessly on Patrick's sold cock he whispered softly in her ear.

"Patrick and I will be taking turns on your lovely body, in your lovely body, he will fuck you then I will fuck you then he will again and so on. You will have a cock in you almost all the time and you will be coming over and over on them."

"Dear God.. no you can't be serious... I mean....not one after the other again and again"

"It's the only way of thanking you properly my love so you may as well accept and enjoy it. We'll go into the living room now and Patrick will lie down on the floor and you will kneel astride him and take all of him, you will sit down until your cheeks touch him, and he will hold you down onto his cock firmly while I watch and I shall stand beside you waiting for my turn while you use your hands on me, stroking me while you and Patrick fuck."

"I can't...we shouldn't...it's too....too much ...too filthy."

But she let herself be led into the living room, and when Patrick laid down she let herself be positioned over his long, thick cock Peter eased her down until she was filled, moaning deep within her throat as she slid down onto it until she sat fully impaled. Peter bent down and kissed her and then guided her hand to his rigid cock, and she found herself stroking and squeezing it as she rose and fell on Patrick's cock.

The pace was slow and relentless and she held Peter with one hand and rubbed her palm over and over the tip, with the other, as she fucked and was fucked, lost in the thrilling, rudeness of it all, of what they were doing to her and what she was doing to them.

"You must have wondered, must have imagined sometimes what a loving threesome would be like my love. You must have imagined pleasing and being pleased by two men at once."

Beth groaned hopelessly as she rose and fell, as she worked Peter's cock with increasing urgency, as her pussy massaged Patrick's cock as it strained up inside her.

"No I... well maybe in my .... I wondered.... but never thought.... you'd make me...let me never thought you'd watch as I ....Ohh...God...

And so the evening went on with erotic tableau forming and reforming, the three of them reveling in the sounds and smells and thrilling sights of unreserved sex. They led her around to the back of the low sofa and bent her over until she was supporting herself with her hands resting on the sofa seat, her rounded bottom high and Patrick rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her soft wet lips. Peter watched from the front as Patrick eased his thick cock easily in, slowly sliding in until it was completely buried in her. He eased her thighs apart with his knees until her thighs were spread wide and slowly began fucking her in and out, in and out. They were all lost in the moment, in a zone where the only thing they knew was the steady progress of the cock penetrating and withdrawing only to reenter the welcoming flesh again and again. Peter stroked her hair and she looked into his eyes as she was deeply, relentlessly fucked. He reached for her breasts and squeezed the hard nipples gently every time Patrick went deep. Long minutes passed as he fucked her and Beth was beyond rational thought, only focused on the hardness repeatedly sliding back and forth, deep within her. Peter came round to the back of the sofa and watched Patrick's cock disappearing into her for a minute and then he took Patrick's place and began to fuck her himself, gradually faster and more firmly.

"I am going to fuck you like this my love until you are ready to come and then I'm going to watch Patrick drive you over the edge with his cock while I watch."

Beth groaned helplessly and Patrick move to the front and stroked her hair and shoulders while Peter fucked her harder and harder.

"Tell me when you're near my sweet, I need Patrick to be fucking you when you come."

Beth moaned low in her throat and did not resist when Patrick took her hand and encouraged her to feel his cock, slick with her arousal. She worked on the tip as Peter fucked her looking up into Patrick's eyes as she tormented the swollen head of his cock, so recently deep within her.

"I'm going to.... Ah.... I can't take much more... Oh...."

Patrick came back behind her again and took Peter's place, he slid quickly into her again and spread her soft cheeks apart pushing her against the sofa hard so that every millimeter of his thick cock was buried deep inside her, her inflamed lips wrapped tightly around the base of his cock. He held it deep inside as she began to come, her legs shaking and quivering helplessly.

"Oh... Goddd. Peter, I'm coming.... I'm coming ...Ohhh.

Patrick held her hips, pulling her back onto his cock as she came, squeezing him repeatedly as her pussy spasmed strongly and she panted and moaned completely overwhelmed by the feeling.

They were all consumed by lust but finally relaxed, Beth draped over the sofa, thighs spread, recovering slowly as Patrick finally withdrew, his still hard cock. After a long pause, Beth came around a little and realized with a resigned groan that they were both still hard and hungrily watching her. With a moan, Beth capitulated to the inevitable final position happening, as they all knew it would, as they all, including Beth, secretly hoped it might.

They positioned Beth on her hands and knees and Patrick knelt behind her and watched as his thick cock slid easily, deeply into her welcoming pussy. He held it there, fully in, and reached round to stroke her lips with one hand, circling her clit with a fingertip and watching as she reached for Peter's cock as he knelt in front of her and drew it to her lips, the tip shining with her arousal, kissing the tip and finally taking it into her mouth, looking up into his eyes as Patrick began to fuck her slowly and Peter stroked her hair gently as she sucked and licked and gently bit his cock. She came hard again releasing Peter's cock to cry out and then kneeling exhausted as they changed places and Peter fucked her smoothly from behind and she used her mouth and lips to pleasure Patrick who whispered to her as Peter fucked on and on.

"What a fantastic fuck you are, the most fuckable, gorgeous, beautifully wicked Oh... Goddd..your mouth Ohhh. You're going to make me come, Beth, don't stop, keep fucking her Peter, keep fucking her while she sucks me. Ohh.....her mouth on me, hold it in, deep in, and reach round to rub her pussy, she loves that, don't you, make her come again...make her come as she sucks me, as she sucks my cock so good... Oh...."

They all collapsed, Beth completely spent, unable to move with little aftershocks rippling through her pussy shaking her thighs with pleasure.

Eventually, Patrick staggered home and Beth and Peter slept the clock around and woke in the morning still dazed and disbelieving about what they had all done.

They didn't see Patrick again for a few days and life returned to what passed for normal given what they all three had done.

Ellen came back from her sisters and the following morning called on Beth. Before she could speak Beth blurted out. "Oh Ellen I'm so ashamed, I assume Patrick's told you what they did to me while you were away. I never meant it to happen I honestly didn't."

"He gave me no details, just said what an amazing evening the three of you shared. Tell me all."

Oh Ellen I couldn't possibly tell you it was so unspeakably rude what they did, what they made me do."

"Oh God now you have to tell me, come over and sit by me and tell me all about it, I want the details, all the details.

Beth went and sat next to her on the sofa still protesting that she couldn't possibly tell her. But little by little Ellen began to tease the story of the night from her.

"Right so you had a nice meal and then what. You all went to the kitchen and what happened."

"Peter held my hands behind me and let Patrick do things."

"What things?"

"You know.. he touched me and Peter took my dress off and then he touched me some more."

"Where did he touch you? I need details."

"Well, he pushed my knickers down and felt between my legs."

"Patrick did? What exactly did he do? Where was Peter."

"Peter was behind me holding my hands I could feel him pressing into my ... you know and Patrick stroked me and slid a finger into me and out and in and I couldn't stop him."

"Was Patrick hard? Could you feel his cock?"

"Yes he was, really hard, he'd taken his clothes off and he rubbed it against me."

"Rubbed what?"

"Oh Ellen his cock for God's sake, he rubbed his cock up and down my pussy and then he put it in."

"All the way in? What was Peter doing?"

"Yes eventually all the way in, he's so tall I couldn't stop him and when he was fully in I was just, almost hanging on him, Peter was still behind me pushing himself between my buttocks, I couldn't move or stop them. I really couldn't Ellen, Peter let my hands go and squeezed my nipples while Patrick just kept me completely on him, he was so deep I couldn't move."

"My God sounds great, Peter just teased your nipples like this did he?" Ellen put her hand on Beth's chest and gently teased her nipple.

"God Ellen what are you doing."

"Just getting into the story, was it like this?"

"Mmmm just like that, just squeezing."

"It's really hard now, I bet they were then. Spread your thighs for me a little Beth I'm just going to use my fingers a little, there that's better." Ellen eased Beth's thighs apart and slid her hand down into her knickers running a fingertip up her moist lips before petting her clit softly.

"Ellen please what are you doing, please stop that I... "

"I told you just getting into the story, just let me slip a finger in, God your so wet, isn't that nice; God you feel good I know why the boys love doing this to you. I'm just going to have to do this until you tell me the whole story. What happened next?"

"Please Ellen, don't do that. The worlds gone mad, sex mad I, Oh..."

"Beth you know you've got me really excited, I won't stop until you tell me everything. Did they both fuck you? Did you let them both do that? Did you touch them? What happened after the kitchen for God's sake."

"Ellen please your hand on me.. your fingers so... Ok Ok I'll tell you but just touch me slowly."

Ellen eased Beth's thighs further apart and pushed her knickers down her legs a little, sliding two fingers into her and rubbing her thumb gently around her clit.

"Oh...they took me into the living room and made me sit on Patrick."

"All the way in? Did you take him all the way, as deep as possible?" Ellen whispered as her fingers slid in and out of Beth's inflamed pussy.

"Mmmm... all the way and they made me touch Peter all the time as Patrick held my hips and just Mmmm."

"Just what?"

"Oh Ellen he just fucked me, slowly over and over, up and down, up and down on him, I couldn't stop them I really couldn't."

"Did you really want to though? See how you're moving your hips now on my fingers, you're loving the feel of them in you, aren't you? What did they make you do then?"

"Oh Ellen... they made me bend over the sofa and Peter watched as Patrick spread my legs apart and, Oh... God he just fucked me really deeply, he felt huge inside and Peter made me stroke him as he watched, Ohh... that feels so..."

Ellen took Beth's hand and guided it down between her own open thighs pressing it against her and making her slide it down between until her fingers were trapped against the soft folds of her moist lips. Beth tried to resist but in the end, began to feel Ellen as she herself was excited with a hopeless moan.

"Please Ellen, please don't make me do this. Mmmm..."

"Can you feel how wet you've made me? So wet. Now push a finger into me a little, yes like that and we'll tease each other while you tell me more. Did Peter fuck you again?"

"Oh.. Mmmm.. yes they took turns, they wouldn't let me...they kept me bent over...my legs spread, and just fucked and fucked me. Oh.. God you feel so...so... Peter let Patrick fuck me some more, he wanted to watch me come on his.... Oh, God."

"I'm going to come soon and so are you, what did they make you do next after you came on Patrick? Oh God your fingers are driving me crazy, push them further in, yes like that. Mmm"

Beth murmured in despair, "They put me on my hands and knees and Patrick fucked me again from behind, and Oh God... Ellen, I didn't know what I was doing but they made me kiss Peter while Patrick fucked me Oh... made me kiss his... and take it in my mouth and lick it and.... suck it while Patrick fucked it was so... so.."

"Oh... Beth don't stop keep doing that, yes just like Mmmm...the thought of you on your hands and knees fucking and sucking is just so...so."

Beth began to come on Ellen's fingers, pushing her hips up to meet the relentless teasing as Ellen drove her fingers deeply in, and as she came she heard Ellen encouraging her urgently.

"Oh, Beth can you imagine how much they would like to watch us, how much they would like to watch me do this to you and you do this to me? It would drive them crazy, it would make them so hard. Oh....I'm going to.. Ah......"