Beth gets a standing ovation.

Beth's hips thrusts up in the air where she firmly grips the pink sex toy. She is beyond anyone's attention at this point as her lust has taken her to a place of pure sexual pleasure, enticing her to explore herself in ways she may not have even done in private. Beth's curiosity leads the girl to slowly pull out the rippled phallus from her hole as she watches it with fascination. As it leaves its port, a trail of glistening liquid drizzles off it and onto the brunette's warm body. You almost expect the drops to sizzle at the touch of her heated skin. She hovers the plastic hilt up until it dangles over her head and watches as the next droplet forms at the tip.

Slowly the droplet takes shape and you catch a glimpse of Stacy licking her lips as she watches the scene with you. Beth opens her mouth and stick out her tongue just as her fluid breaks free of the dildo and falls. There is a small splat of Beth's juice impacting on her flattened tongue. Beth rolls her tongue back and closes her eyes, relishing the flavor of her own pussy for maybe the first time. She then runs her tongue along her lips and lowers the dildo into her mouth, savoring it like a popsicle.

Everyone's eyes are trained on Beth's sex act and you have trouble believing this is the very same girl that was too embarrassed to change in front of everyone in gym class so would do so in the toilet stall. The erotic display she is presenting right now makes you want to reach out and touch her, touch yourself, touch somebody! You don't want to interrupt the performance though, so you continue to observe as if this were a safari encounter with a rare and endangered species. Such an view should be relished for what it is.

The taste of her own juices seem to have invoked a more primal sexual urge in Beth. She sucks and licks the dildo clean before using it to touch her body. She cranes her head back, leans on her right elbow and lets the tip of the toy trace down her neck and clavicle. It loops around her left breast and spirals up to the tip of the stiff pink nipple before it drags down her belly. As the toy goes down, Beth lift her left leg to open herself up for the re-entry. The pink gets enveloped by pink flesh as Beth plunges in again. She gasps and moans and you can feel the electricity in the room charge up from all the sexual tension the girls watching have to hold back. Beth curls up and pounds the dildo into her box with the audible sound of wet slapping flesh. She moans intensely and bucks on her side as she continues to slam the toy in and out of her slick pussy. Soon the moans become more urgent, shallow and higher pitched. Her strokes become shorter and quicker. Her entire body trembles with a yelp and suddenly Beth graps the sides of the table.

"OOOooooooHHh!" Beth blurts out as her body convulses, dildo still firmly entrenched inside. Her hips buck up and she lets out an, "AAahhh..." before her legs give way, melting over the table. The dildo oozes out of her sex in a puddle of fluid as she lays there, panting heavily, flesh a bright pink all over.

Everyone immediately gives Beth an enthusiastic applause for her performance. Lynn whistles. Everyone is grinning and cheering the formerly mousy schoolgirl on and she becomes aware of her audience for the first time since she started. A deeper red colors her cheeks as she covers her eyes, but she can't hide the grin she is wearing.

Stacy prods her with a slap on the ass before admitting, "I didn't know you had it in you!"

Lynn pats the showgirl's shoulder, "Yeah, that was hot stuff, Beth! If the guys ever saw you like this, you'd be the most popular girl in school!"

"Please tell me you didn't record that..." Beth replies meekly, turning a deeper shade.

"You are very a sensual and erotic creature, Beth," Amina says as she caresses the girl's arm, taking the cue of physical contact from the other two. "Those are prized traits for many men."

"And women..." Stacy adds.

Stacy's words brings to attention everyone else's present sexual arousal. The air feels steeped with pent up hormonal rage looking to come out in the most wild way possible. You eye one another like hungry felines, barely dressed, blood pumping with anticipation. Who would make the first move?

"So..." Candace says, in a suggestive tone. "Who's ready for the next game?"

She can obviously read the room and know everyone is ready for something. Is she taking her games to the next level?