Beth's Rough Tour

 

"I don't know about this," Beth gulped as Andre and Enzo ushered her along the busy sidewalk. Once again she was walking along the sidewalk in a dress which she would have considered too scandalous to even be a nightie at home, and without any underwear! This one was quite low cut, and her breasts wobbled within it, half of their creamy smooth inner surface visible to the casual eye!

The fact the upper part of the dress was so tight meant they were squeezed up and together in a most immodest way that was causing her to blush whenever she caught a man staring at her as they passed him by!

The lower part of the dress, on the other hand, below the hips, was quite loose and saucy - and short! That made her very nervous as the hem swirled around her upper thighs in the gentle breeze of a Paris morning.

"Don't be worried, petite putain," we know," Andre said with a smirk.

"Please stop calling me that in public!" she said in a loud hiss.

"But everyone seeing you knows it is so," Andre said as if confused.

"Yes, a blonde girl with your beautiful face and luscious body is clearly a sexual creature," Enzo agreed, reaching up to squeeze her bottom.

"And you find black men irresistible, which is why you cannot ever say no to the advances of any one of us," Andre said smugly.

"I can too! I mean, I don't, and I can!" she exclaimed anxiously.

"And perhaps one day you will," Enzo said with a laugh.

It wasn't like any of them ever asked her, Beth thought anxiously. She hadn't intended to have sex with any of them! She certainly hadn't initiated any of it! What she wanted to do now was go somewhere and hide, not walk around in public in the scandalous dress they'd put her in!

On the other hand, there was something wickedly thrilling about walking around out in public like this! Growing up in McCook, Nebraska did not give her much experience in flaunting her body. Good girls didn't do such things in McCook!

And if you weren't a good girl then everyone soon found out about it! Including your own family! No, no, it was desperately important to be a good girl!

Though, perhaps not so much in Paris.

Everyone knew Frenchmen were a sort of happy, ignorant, immoral people when it came to sex. She didn't hold that against them or anything. They were French, after all. What could you expect? Bemoaning the fact the French behaved and dressed indecently was like lamenting the fact that fish were wet and dogs copulated wherever they felt like doing so.

Speaking of which... all her dark suspicions of Black men had certainly turned out to be accurate! She had very little experience with them in McCook, but from what she'd heard on TV and on the internet they were all sex maniacs with a particular interest in blonde girls!

Getting stuck sitting with two of them in the rear of the plane had been a shocking experience! They had pawed and groped and... and molested her without ever once asking permission! She'd certainly had no chance to say no!

Well, unless of course, she'd been willing to make a scene, and, well, be rude. But she'd been too hesitant! And then... and then her body had started to flare with such intense heat and shocking sensations that she'd been helpless to resist their perverted behavior!

She'd thought she'd left that behind when she'd landed in Paris, only to discover that Nathalie, the French girl who had been an exchange student in Nebraska, and who had invited her, was living with the nephew of one of those very men!

And now Andre and his brother had continued where their uncle had left off! They insisted, absurdly, that blonde girls belonged to Black men! And that she had no right to ever say not to anything they wished to do with her body! Indeed, they told her it was her duty in life to use her body to give pleasure to Black men!

Of all the outrageous, ridiculous beliefs she'd ever encountered, that certainly took the cake! But Andre insisted, with arrogant certainty, and once again her own wobbly spine had been unable to stand up to him! Not, at least, given the raw animal heat he had forced upon her body!

It was hard for a mild mannered, polite, somewhat introverted girl from Nebraska to stand up to big, powerful, determined men! But even harder when her own body pulsed with raw hunger and lust and pleasure at the wicked, horrible things they made her do!

Besides which, she was far from home, in Paris, where she knew everyone was immoral anyway. There was a certain attitude adjustment necessary if she was to fit in. Wearing more, well, revealing clothing was something she had been prepared for. Though not this revealing! And not without underwear!

Oh she hoped Nathalie came back soon from visiting her sick mother!

They went down the stairs to the subway, with Beth's heart beating faster as they did. The last time they'd come this way Andre and Nathalie had been involved with each other, but several Black men had molested her, groping her all over!

The worst part had been the terrible fear they'd raised in her that she might have an orgasm right there in the middle of the crowded subway car! Bethany did not have soft, gentle orgasms, or at least, none had been like that since the airplane ride! The thought of everyone in the car turning to stare at her with wide eyes as she had an orgasm was far more horrible than anything else she could imagine!

She kept her head down, blushing at all the men eyeing her cleavage and short skirt, and then they got into the train. She felt a sense of relief, at first, for there were very few people on the car. Yesterday, the car had been packed, forcing them to stand, and letting men grope her without anyone noticing.

Andre led them to the end of the car and they sat in a seat which faced the other side of the car. The seat across from them was occupied by two Black men, and she gulped as they eyed her cleavage with poorly disguised interest.

Suddenly, as the car started up, Andre's hand began to caress her bare leg!

Beth flushed, for the hem was so short it barely covered what had to be covered, and it was even shorter sitting. She had her thighs tightly pressed together! But now Enzo dropped a hand onto her other thigh, rubbing up and down too!

Their hands pushed in between her thighs and then slowly pulled them apart as the men across watched with interest. Then Beth felt a foot come in and curl around each of her ankles, one on each side, and then pull them apart, farther and farther!

Her heart beat faster and faster, her hands starting to feel sweaty now as they lay in her lap, but then the brothers, acting as one, each reached a hand in and gripped one of her wrists, pulling them up and away!

Beth's face burned, for she knew that the men across could see everything! In fact, they slumped a little in their seats to get an even better view as the men on either side of her chuckled in amusement.

They both leaned forward, then drew her arms down behind their backs, as if placing them around their waists in a hug. Then they sat back, their big male bodies squeezing her arms tightly against the back of the seat and effectively locking them in place!

Beth gasped as she felt her hair pulled sharply up and back, and Andre leaned in to kiss his way along the nape of her exposed neck! At the same time, his hand slid in beneath her short skirt and began to openly finger her!

Enzo slid his hand in through the gaping cleavage of the dress, fondling her bare breast under the thin fabric as Andre pulled his mouth back from her neck. He turned her head, her hair firm in his fist, and the fingers which had been between her legs traced her lips before pushing into her open mouth!

"Suck, little putain," he whispered, pumping them in and out. "Suck," he growled softly.

Moaning, whimpering, Beth obeyed, sucking his fingers for several seconds until he pulled them out, then kissed her fiercely! She felt his fingers down between her legs once again, now slick, rubbing up and down the line of her sex, stroking over her clitoris, then pushing slowly up inside her!

He was a big man, and his fingers were big, and long! They pushed deep, curling up as his thumb found her clitoris and began a steady, fast little stroking motion against it! She shuddered as she felt the front of her dress pulled down, then felt a mouth on her breast!

Enzo had leaned over her, sucking and chewing on her hard nipple, his teeth digging into the flesh around it as his lips massaged her and his tongue stroked hungrily!

It was all so utterly insane! These people were... were animals! Yet what could she do!? Already the two strangers across were staring at her in wide-eyed excitement! If she made a sound the whole car would turn to stare!

And the feel of those long, slick fingers pumping gently inside her was incredible! Or perhaps it was simply the sheer outrageousness which had adrenaline flooding her system and her pulse racing like mad! Her body felt charged up, alternately flushed and then feeling as if the she was cold!

The way his thumb was rubbing against her clitoris was sending a churning rushing flood of sensation through her nervous system, and both men were murmuring the entire time, words which rolled through her dazed mind.