The two talked for about ten minutes and then the petite Jenn walked
into the room. The young woman immediately walked over to Betsy and Bingo
was right at her side. Jenn gave Betsy a warm kiss and embrace before
sitting down on the edge of the bed. Bingo pranced over to Jenn and he put
his big head on her lap.
Betsy remembered her stomach being filled with a million butterflies and
she found it extremely hard to breath. If there was one obsession that
bothered her more than anything else, it was thinking about Bingo fucking
this 100-pound morsel of a woman. Her head filled with fantasies so vivid
and erotic that she suddenly had to gasp for needed air. Betsy never
realized it at the time, but Doris walked over to her. Her dearest friend
kissed her on the forehead and merely whispered to her. “We should get
going. I have a full day planned and also the entire weekend,” Doris
whispered. “Later! Later we will see it all happen.”
Betsy was utterly speechless. She was numb when they left for the cabin
and it took a few minutes before she was able to breath and talk properly.
It turned out that GE would not be joining them for the lake rendezvous, as
she was spending time with her new boyfriend. The news was a
disappointment at first, but the three women soon forgot about their
missing friend. Once they arrived at the lake, everyone was more
interested in having a good time.
It didn’t take long to put things away and the three rushed to the water
so they could go sailing. When they got the boat onto the lake, Betsy half
expected Doris to insist they all do the nude sunbathing thing, but that
never happened. Instead they sailed around the lake and took the time to
do plenty of chatting.
It wasn’t until later when Jenn was off by herself doing something that
Betsy was alone with Doris. “I thought you wanted to see it. Watch our
beautiful stud fuck her brains out,” she asked with a knowing smile on her
pretty face. “Honest, my love… I thought I’d die when I saw it. I
still can’t believe she took it all… every fucking inch!”
When Doris held up a CD, Betsy’s eyes grew wide in expectation. “I
thought you might like to see it… so I recorded a little on this,” Doris
whispered. “She wasn’t happy about it, but then again… what choice did
she have?”
Betsy thought back to that weekend at the lake. It turned into a very
intimate time with the three women spending much of the time in bed
together. Jenn’s oral skills were much improved, as was her skill with
toys. There was no doubt, as to who was in-charge, but Betsy and Jenn were
overly happy with the arrangements. Betsy remembered how Doris loved the
role of mistress and how she made both women masturbate. Most of the time
Doris would have Jenn perform her newfound skills and then demand Betsy do
likewise.
Betsy recalled what happened on the Saturday evening. They had returned
after many hours of sailing around the lake and Doris seemed overly anxious
for something naughty. At first Betsy assumed her dearest friend was
content with a threesome, but she soon realized Doris had other plans.
“Come here, my love! It’s time for my dear, little slut to show Aunt Betsy
what a bad girl you were,” Doris whispered. She was standing beside the
living room entertainment center and had the incriminating CD in her hand.
“Let’s watch our gorgeous slut… see what a bad girl she was.”
Doris slid the CD into the player and then she waited. She held out her
hand and Jenn slowly walked over to her. Suddenly Betsy realized that
something profound was happening and her heart started beating much faster.
She watched the young woman reach Doris and noticed Jenn’s face turn beat
red with immense embarrassment. The humiliating movie flashed on the
television and all eyes were glued to the screen.
Doris put her arms around the young woman. She hugged Jenn and turned
her around so that they both faced the screen. “I promised Auntie that she
could watch… watch you with Bingo,” Doris whispered softly, but everyone
could hear. “Let me make you comfortable… loosen your clothes, as we
watch what happens.”
Betsy felt sorry they had not brought Bingo with them. Then she briefly
glanced away from the movie and watched Doris deftly flip-up the young
woman’s bikini top, exposing her little boobs. Doris was very shrewd. She
peeked over at Betsy and then she put her hands under Jenn’s perky tits.
Doris squeezed hard enough to turn the titties into little cones that poked
out provocatively.
The young woman’s mouth moved, but no protest or plea was heard.
Suddenly everyone’s attention was drawn to the movie. There were loud
moans and Betsy’s eyes opened wide with utter astonishment. The beloved
pet had his long front legs on top of the squirming woman and he seemed to
hold her captive. Jenn was quite petite and Bingo’s paws were around her
shoulders, which forced her into a curled-up position. She was on her
hands and knees with her ass up in the air and the camera caught Jenn’s
dire humiliation.
After that, Betsy only remembered having no willpower to resist Doris.
Her friend motioned for her to come closer and Betsy did. She reached the
two women and at once they all started removing clothes. It didn’t take
long before the three were completely naked, as they were only wearing
bikinis with shorts at the time. Each woman kept looking at the movie and
the intense humiliation seemed to be arousing rather than upsetting.
Betsy remembered everything going much to her liking, but suddenly Doris
and Jenn formed a tag team. All three woman wound up on the floor and the
two swiftly pinned Betsy’s arms and legs down. Within seconds, one was
kissing her on the lips and the other was also kissing lips. Doris was
gentle and comforting and her kiss got Betsy’s blood boiling. Their
tongues intertwined and the intense intimacy quickly aroused both women.
Even thought it was years later, Betsy still remembered the ominous
consequences of Jenn’s kiss. The young woman most likely wanted to extract
revenge for being put through such great humiliation and she attacked Betsy
with great fervor. Betsy lost sight of the movie screen, as the two women
embraced and kissed her, and her mind could only imagine Bingo and Jenn.
She was in the midst of a vivid visualization when the horny young woman
found her hidden treasure.
Jenn’s mouth held her pussy-lips apart and then the young woman used her
teeth. She nibbled and affectionately caressed the exposed clitoris until
Betsy’s hips came off the floor. Jenn reached under the quivering hips and
felt the luscious cheeks of Betsy’s ass. She dug her nails into the
velvety flesh and suddenly the pelvis thrust up at her hungry mouth. Jenn
bit down on the clitty, but not hard enough to cause any damage.
Jenn loved the way Betsy creamed. Every time, the orgasm was swift and
it always amazed Jenn how lust quickly consumed every sense of reason in
Betsy’s intelligent mind. Jenn felt the cunt push deeper into her mouth
and she put her teeth all the way around the throbbing clitoris. The
clitty wiggled around in her mouth, so she stroked it with the tip of her
tongue, bringing the end to any struggle that Betsy may have thought
possible. The convulsions were severe and rocked Betsy’s body to the core,
as the two women performed magic on her like they always did.
Betsy could only dream of what it was like. She would always have a
strong emotional attachment to both women and remain close friends to both
Doris and Jenn. Although it was sad and depressing knowing Jenn’s
internship in New Orleans would soon be over, Betsy realized that Doris
would still be around, and of course, there was GE who she had grown fond
of.
***
Betsy was getting more excited with each chapter of her life story. She
remembered many specific things about her relationships and certain
incidences still stood out in her mind. She thought it best to quickly
review them one at a time, as she dearly wanted to get on with her life
story now that it was getting closer to the most fulfilling stage.
Suddenly a vision of Danny popped into her head and she could hardly wait,
but first things first.
First she vowed to finish each chapter in succession, so she went back
to Doris, GE and Jenn. Doris was fully engrossed in her new career, but
she still was on the road some of the time. She did those free financial
seminars for the public along with a couple of her business partners.
Doris still did the odd modeling job, but they were now very few and
infrequent, which was okay with her. She kept saying that she was too old
to be a topnotch model and thought it best to stop taking off her clothes
for lingerie ads.
GE had a steady boyfriend for a few months, but she had broken it off.
The funny thing was that she had introduced Jenn to
a close friend of her
boyfriend and the two were now dating regularly. The young assistant still
officially lived with her boss, but she was only there half of the time.
It was supposedly love and Jenn stayed with her boyfriend as long as it
didn’t interfere with her work commitments.
Betsy’s daydream stayed on that chapter of her life for a while longer.
She remembered one particular Friday evening when Jenn was out with her
boyfriend, but GE was anxious for some company. She phoned Betsy and they
agreed to spend the night having a nice dinner in the old French Quarter.
Afterwards they planned to take in a movie or do something interesting.
As it turned out, the dinner was very lovely, but they drank way too
much wine. Wisely they thought it best to go home and since GE’s condo was
closer, they went there. It was still early so GE suggested watching a
fairly recent movie. Movies on DVD were rare at that time, but she had the
most up-to-date system around. Betsy remembered feeling quite tipsy when
the two relaxed on GE’s living room sofa. With the combination of too much
wine, the lights being turned down low and the movie being a little boring,
it was only minutes until both women fell asleep.
About three in the morning, Betsy remembered a tickling sensation all
over her body. It was such a wonderful, relaxing feeling that she didn’t
want to open her eyes. All of a sudden she felt her clothes being slowly
stripped, but she was too relaxed to care. The cool, night air washed over
her skin and the feeling was intense when a blanket of Goosebumps formed
over her naked body.
Betsy remembered being lost that night. She let the young woman have
her way even though it meant GE was in complete control. It wasn’t about
control or letting someone be her mistress, but merely relishing the
feeling of love. Betsy wasn’t sure what love really was and all she cared
about was enjoying the wonderful feelings.
Betsy didn’t want to rehash or go over what happened or how many times
she succumbed to the young woman’s desires. The recollection of being
submissive and totally under someone’s spell was a little embarrassing, so
she decided to let her life story skip ahead.
In the morning, the phone rang at about nine o’clock. Betsy vaguely
heard GE answer and talk briefly before hanging up in disgust. “I have to
work. My boss just flew into town and he wants me to show him my
proposal,” she said. “Please forgive me… and sleep as long as you want.
I’ll be gone for hours, as he’s a real prick when it comes to detail.”
Betsy remembered falling back to sleep and not waking for another hour
or more. She got up thinking about having a nice hot shower, but decided
to listen to music instead. GE had a very complex system with her
computer, stereo and LCD screen all hooked together. Such modern systems
were uncommon and it took Betsy a few minutes to figure out how to put the
computer music over the stereo and LCD. She was lucky that the computer
system was all turned on so it was a matter of finding the correct music
files.
Eventually Betsy found music she liked. Well into the first song, she
innocently glanced at the computer screen, noticing other files beside
music ones. One folder had yesterday’s date on it and curiosity got the
best of her. Betsy selected the folder and instantly found a windows’
media file listed. Intrigued that the file might contain a movie clip or
some kind of show, she selected it. All of a sudden the music stopped and
the LCD flashed a few times.
When a picture of GE’s living room showed on the screen, Betsy sat
mesmerized by what she saw. Her lifeless body was lying on the sofa and it
was obvious she was asleep. Suddenly a young woman walked into the picture
and she was completely naked. Betsy gasped in utter dismay when GE slowly
bent over and flipped the sleeping woman’s top up to her neck. With the
luscious tits exposed, the young woman began running the tips of her
fingers over the bare flesh.
Betsy noticed her body twitching and moving slightly. She remembered
what happened last night. She was wakened by the tickling and relished the
immense pleasure from the sensations throughout her body. She enjoyed them
so much that she remained motionless, allowing the young woman total
freedom. Staring at the LCD, she saw the very dramatic expressions written
all over her face. Now Betsy recalled how she and GE had changed into
lounging attire to watch the movie. She was wearing a very baggy t-shirt
and loose fitting sweat pants.
Suddenly the top was stripped from the sleepy figure on the sofa. Betsy
watched when GE’s fingers fondled her boobs without the slightest
resistance, as she remained motionless. Her eyes remained closed, but
Betsy could tell that she was pretending. That was obvious when GE grabbed
the loose waistband of her sweats and stripped the garment with one quick
pull. Betsy watched in dismay, as her hips and legs moved in an effort to
assist the young woman.
The camera caught Betsy from the side and all of a sudden her right
nipple disappeared into GE’s mouth. Images on the LCD were clear and
displayed a naked woman sleeping on her back. Betsy stared at the
illustrious images of herself and suddenly realized the humor of the whole
thing. Last night she wondered why the young woman wanted the lights left
on, but now it made sense. Betsy’s mind drifted back a few hours and she
remembered the desire building in her tummy, as GE was on her like a cat.
It looked like she raised her head to say something, but the young woman
merely shut her up with a kiss.
Betsy wanted to shut the movie off, but she couldn’t. It was the
weirdest sensation, knowing what was going to happen yet wanting to see it
for real. GE rolled on top of her and cleverly squeezed her legs between
hers. Betsy watched herself being seduced, yet not really believing it was
happening. She was locked in a tight embrace with the young woman who
started molesting her boobs.
Someone really knew what they were doing when they placed the cameras.
Betsy didn’t know how it worked, but the movie was produced using two
cameras, which kept switching back and forth. One camera angle was
displayed for a few seconds, and then a second angle was shown. Both
seemed to be perfectly focused to show what was happening on the sofa, so
nothing was missed.
Betsy’s body tingled, as she remembered how it felt when GE sucked her
titty. She watched the screen and saw how her chest pushed upward directly
towards the young girl. Then Betsy noticed how GE used her teeth. She
stared at the erotic scene of her nipple locked tightly between the sharp
teeth and then being pulled out from her chest. All of a sudden Betsy
witnessed GE’s hand slithering between the naked bodies and it gave her
goose bumps when her body started flinching wildly.
Suddenly the young woman spread Betsy’s legs and wisely propped one over
the back of the sofa. Abruptly the cameras switched and a shot of what was
happening between her splayed legs was displayed right in front of her.
Betsy noticed the back of the woman’s hand and her fingers were not
evident. She would never have believed an orgasm could happen so fast, but
the evidence was clearly displayed on the LCD.
Betsy couldn’t watch anymore of the devious seduction. She knew that a
climax was not far off so she quickly clicked the stop with the mouse.
Then she looked for the cameras. She easily found the one, as it was
stacked on a bookshelf. It took a bit to find the other, which was
cleverly hidden in the cabinet. The cabinet door was left wide open and
the little camera was clipped onto one of shelves.
Then Betsy returned to the computer. She didn’t know this side of GE
and wanted to find out more. Looking at the various folders, she noticed
multiple ones containing videos of GE and her boyfriend. Betsy wasn’t
interested in watching any of those and she suspected there would be more
incriminating videos, so she searched for more. There was one labeled,
‘Insurance J’, which she hesitantly opened.
When numerous videos popped up, she opened the one with the most recent
date. The screen came to life in living color and it showed Jenn sitting
on the sofa in GE’s living room. The young woman was sitting beside her
boyfriend and he was embracing her, obviously intent on having sex.
Suddenly more people came into the scene and Betsy was astonished when GE
and her boyfriend sat down with the couple on the sofa. Instead of
embracing his girlfriend, GE’s boyfriend turned and cuddled Jenn. His hand
shot under her sweater and it made Betsy laugh, as she wondered if he was a
boob man.
Betsy tried to decipher the ensuing actions. Suddenly GE’s boyfriend
rolled the sweater up and over Jenn’s head. Betsy noticed how Jenn used
her arms and elbows, trying desperately to shield herself from the man.
She seldom wore a bra for
obvious reasons and that time was no different.
Her boobs flashed into view and the man beside her instantly started
fondling them. He was so rough that it brought pleas for mercy from Jenn
and Betsy felt sorry for the young woman.
Although there were no clear voices in the movie, Betsy could see Jenn’s
mouth moving most likely pleading for her boyfriend’s help. The man merely
twisted and rolled first one stiff nipple before switching to the other and
all the while Jenn uttered futile protests. All of a sudden there was
furious action and it took GE and her boyfriend mere seconds to undress.
It took Betsy by surprise when a strange man appeared from the shadows and
immediately took GE’s place on the sofa.
GE disappeared, but not for long. Abruptly the camera moved and
everything became blurred and fuzzy. The next clear picture was of GE’s
smiling face. She held the camera at arms length and focused on a facial
shot of herself. “Now we are going to see the tight, little pussy getting
fucked. Yes! We are going to watch Jennifer get fucked in every hole she
has,” GE whispered. “We’ll see the best gangbang. Yes! Jennifer getting
banged in her cunt… in her ass… in her mouth.”
GE skillfully controlled the camera. She rotated it around and zoomed
in on the struggle, taking place on her living room sofa. The encounter
had heated up; Jenn was kicking, but nothing stopped the men. Her pants
came off in a split second and then her panties were stripped. One of the
men shoved the lace garment into her mouth and that prevented any further
verbal protests, although Betsy noticed Jenn struggled.
All of the men were naked and there was no doubt what was on their minds
with the unsuspecting woman. Jenn probably didn’t know she was making a
movie, but Betsy reasoned that an actress performed better when she didn’t
know the script. Jenn was trapped between two men and much to her dismay,
her boyfriend seemed to help his buddy ravage her body. The other man
stood up in front of the three and boldly shoved his pecker in Jenn’s face.
Betsy noticed how Jenn twisted her head towards her boyfriend, as if to
plead with him, but it didn’t help. The three men worked in unison to lift
Jenn’s petite body up enough so that GE’s boyfriend shifted under her. One
held her shoulders, one squeezed her waist and the other lifted her legs,
bending them at the same time. They all let go at once and Jenn dropped
directly onto the man’s upraised tool.
Jenn seemed to hover in the air for a second or two; then she dropped
like a rock. Her mouth flew open so wide that she was able to spit out the
panties, but it was a fleeting respite. The stranger quickly shoved his
bulging cock into her gaping mouth and Jenn was forced to suck. She choked
and coughed, as the man rammed his pecker into her throat, which quickly
robbed all of her willpower.
It was a scene to behold and one that Betsy would never forget. One of
her best friends was being gang-fucked right before her eyes by three
overly aroused men. Jenn’s slender body was moved up and down on top of
GE’s boyfriend’s cock and Betsy could only imagine how deep it was buried
inside her belly. A strange man was getting a blowjob from Jenn while her
boyfriend tweaked her nipple and masturbated, watching the whole affair.
All of a sudden thick globs, of what Betsy found out was cum, came
flying through the air. Jenn’s boyfriend masturbated right in front of her
and let his cum spew all over the side of her face. The humiliation was
too drastic and Betsy couldn’t watch it all. She skipped forward and
caught the shameful scene of GE’s boyfriend filling Jenn up, as if she was
his personal sperm bank. Another swift skip forward and Betsy caught the
stranger blasting is load into Jenn’s belly.
Betsy thought she had seen the worst of the movie, but she was so wrong.
She skipped ahead and realized that if certain types of sex were possible,
it happened with Jenn that night. When the anal sex came on, Betsy
realized GE would do anything to satisfy her insatiable urge to control her
young assistant.
After an obvious lapse in time, the most degrading scene flashed on the
screen. Jenn was lying on top of her boyfriend’s outstretched body and he
was screwing her like a madman. All of a sudden, Betsy cringed as she
witnessed the ultimate gangbang. The stranger hovered behind the prone
young woman and he rubbed his rejuvenated cock all over her ass. He poked
her and Jenn was helpless. She thrust her hips at her boyfriend when she
felt the man spreading the cheeks of her beloved ass.
Betsy couldn’t envision a more humiliating scene and she was so glad it
did not include her. Jenn was fully embedded on top of her boyfriend when
the other man found the opening in her ass. Betsy noticed Jenn’s head come
up, as the young woman severely arched her back. Then a long, low moan of
agony came out over the speakers, sending a shiver up Betsy’s backbone.
Jenn wasn’t able to stop the anal assault and the two men accomplished the
demoralizing double penetration.
Time was not relevant in the movie, as it probably lasted all night.
The blank spots were cut out and edited to leave only the sexual content of
the dramatic gangbang. It seemed the men were hard all of the time, but
that was due to the skips in time. Apparently GE wanted enough insurance
to last a lifetime and the movie depicted poor Jenn having sex more times
than Betsy could count.
Betsy couldn’t take anymore. She deleted all of the videos that were in
the insurance folder and then she deleted everyone that she was in. A wave
of immense relief washed over her disillusioned mind when she deleted the
folder with yesterday’s date. The only thing on her mind after that was
leaving, even without having a shower. She dressed quickly and left GE’s
with a new perspective of the woman.
Betsy recalled how pissed she was at GE. The first thing she thought of
was giving the woman a good ass fucking, but shrugged that off as a lost
cause. All she could think of was her early years, being on the beach with
Marty and the other regulars at the time. Getting even just wasn’t
something Betsy did in her life and she tried hard never to carry a grudge.
It made her smile at the knowledge of finally maturing and maybe it took
her longer to become a real woman.
***Jenn’s last weekend in New Orleans.
There was a TV program where everything would go wrong, but in the end
everything turned out okay. Then one of the stars would say, “I love it
when a plan comes together.” Betsy grinned at how life worked at times. It
was Jenn’s last weekend in New Orleans and Doris was out of town for a few
days. Betsy was taking care of Bingo and GE was off with her boyfriend
again.
Jenn was sad that she had to leave for New York on Monday. She was
transferred to the next department of her company, so she could learn all
about the company’s supply procedures. Betsy had already grown fond of the
young woman and she was sad to see her go. She thought back to the time
Debbie left and felt almost the same depressing emotions.
The young woman suggested they spend the weekend together and Betsy
relished the thought. Seems Jenn had broken up with her boyfriend and
desperately didn’t want to spend her last weekend alone in New Orleans.
Betsy recalled how she took the young woman to the French Quarter Festival,
which was truly one of New Orleans special events. The live music included
some of the best musicians from the area and the food was extraordinary.
They ate all evening and Jenn found the Creole and Cajun food truly
unbelievable. It was a delightful evening and they didn’t get back to
Betsy’s until well after midnight.
The next day was warm and sunny so they went for lunch at a lake resort
that was close by. When they returned to Betsy’s that day, Jenn insisted
they go up to Betsy’s bedroom right after dinner. Betsy never dreamed her
dear friend was up to something and never gave it a second thought. At the
time she had vowed to do everything possible to make Jenn’s last weekend
most memorable. As soon as they got inside the bedroom, Jenn stopped
Betsy.
They were still a few feet from the bed, but that didn’t matter. Jenn
reached for her and Betsy didn’t move a muscle when her top was removed.
Betsy remembered how the young woman stared with starry eyes at her chest.
She thought it was cute when Jenn licked her lips in anticipation and it
still made her grin. Then the young woman stripped her own top and tossed
it across the room.
The garment landed on Bingo’s makeshift bed, which was in the corner of
the room. He whined, as if the skimpy material hurt him, and it made both
women laugh. Then the mood turned somber again when Jenn reached for the
clasp of Betsy’s bra. She slowly unfastened it and let the lacy bra drop
to the floor. It turned out that Jenn was wearing a bra that
day and she
quickly ripped it off, leaving both women panting with growing desire.
Then Jenn guided her gorgeous friend over to the bed. She motioned for
Betsy to sit on the edge of the bed and then the young woman removed
Betsy’s pants along with her panties. Now completely naked, Betsy felt
consumed by the erotic moment and looked forward to the upcoming sexual
episode. Her eyes opened wide when Jenn stripped and her blond bush came
into view. Betsy stared at the gorgeous sight and she didn’t notice that
Jenn had brought her purse into the room.
Suddenly the young woman set the leather bag on the bed. When she
pulled two, long strips of cloth out, Betsy instantly knew what they were
for. Without being told, she reached out her arms and let the young woman
tied both of her wrists securely. Jenn jumped on the bed and swiftly
shuffled around until she pulled Betsy’s arms towards the corners of the
bed. Betsy had to lie on her back and once she did, her arms were tied to
the bed supports.
Abruptly Jenn rolled over Betsy and sat directly on top of her stomach.
All of a sudden for the first time, Betsy was nervous. Jenn leaned over
and put her lips right beside Betsy’s ear. “I can do anything… anything
I want to you,” Jenn pronounced. “My bag is full of goodies… things to
use on you.”
Betsy stared straight up at the ceiling while Jenn never moved. “I have
toys. Lots of things to make you my slave,” Jenn whispered. “Do you want
to be my loyal slave?”
Betsy didn’t know what to do, or say. Suddenly she felt an insistent
nibbling on her ear, so she spoke up. “You don’t have to do this. I’m
yours… if you want. I trust you,” Betsy whispered with a little bit of
doubt in her voice.
Suddenly Jenn pulled more things out of her bag. “I have a gag… and
some clips… and the biggest, black dildo,” Jenn said. “Oh my God, I’ve
thought of nothing else for days.”
Betsy tried to remain calm. “Jenn, honey. You don’t have to do this.”
Jenn sat up and kept all of her weight on Betsy’s tummy. “I am going to
gag you… then, oh God… then I’m going to use these clips on your
gorgeous nipples.” Jenn seemed to like the crude harassment. “Anal… you
don’t like anal, do you?”
The young woman pinned Betsy’s torso to the bed. Then she slowly
reached into the bag and took items out one at a time. She pulled out a
red ball, which had straps, and gently placed it on Betsy’s chest. Then
she did the same with some clips, which sent a shiver through Betsy’s
entire body, as they looked dangerous. When Jenn took out the big, black
dildo, Betsy’s heart rate doubled, thinking about Jenn using it on her.
Betsy remembered experiencing the worst fear. She stared down at her
chest and couldn’t take her eyes off the various toys. “Jenn! Please,
Jenn. You don’t have to do this. Dear gawd, you don’t know what you’re
doing.” All Betsy thought at the time was that she didn’t know this
Jennifer.
All of a sudden Jenn acted. She grabbed the ball and quickly forced it
into Betsy’s mouth even though Betsy tried hard to keep her mouth closed.
Jenn pushed the hard-rubber ball into her teeth and she felt helpless, as
her mouth opened wide. The young woman swiftly reached around her head and
fastened the straps, which secured the ball tightly inside her gapping
mouth. Saliva instantly filled her mouth and Betsy felt it trickle out
around the ball.
“I want you to remember me. Remember what we had together,” Jenn
whispered. Then she moved the clips and threatened to snap them around the
upstanding nipples. With her arms tied securely above her head and being
stretched out on the bed, Betsy could merely roll her head from side to
side, feeling the utter frustration of the moment. Suddenly the young
woman set the clips around the flared base of each nipple and released the
springs. When they clamped down hard on the precious buds, all Betsy could
do was groan out loud, as the spit leaked from her mouth.
The young woman kept Betsy’s torso pinned to the bed. She leaned
forward putting her hands on Betsy’s upper arms pretending to hold the
already bound arms in place. Jenn tilted her head back and stared into
Betsy’s teary eyes. The gaze held for an eternity, but suddenly the young
woman had second thoughts. “Oh God, what am I doing! Oh God, I’m so
sorry,” Jenn whispered. “Forgive me. I’ll do anything to make up to you.
I love you like a sister. You’re the only person who has treated me as a
true friend… I could never hurt you.”
The ball prevented Betsy from saying anything. She focused on Jenn’s
face, as the woman suddenly unfastened the straps, and removed the gag. As
was her custom, Betsy tried to reassure the young woman that she didn’t
mind. Although the bondage was a little scary, she really wasn’t afraid
that Jenn would hurt her. “It’s okay… don’t worry,” Betsy whispered.
Looking back on it now, she knew it was stupid to forgive Jenn, but that
was her nature.
Jenn actually sobbed and begged forgiveness. She volunteered to remove
the clips and get rid of the toys, but then Betsy made the biggest mistake
of her life. “No! It’s okay… really. Leave them on,” she told the
young woman.
Then Jenn explained herself. “You’re the only person who has treated me
with respect… with love and respect,” she whispered. “Wendi used me.
She used me at work… even at home. Doris! She is such a beautiful
woman… but she has such a thick, protective shell. She won’t let anyone
get close… except you.”
Betsy listened intently, as Jenn rambled on. “And you. You’re
beautiful, smart, caring and the most honest person. I know what you did
to the gangbang clips that were on Wendi’s computer. But next time…
delete the Recycle Bin too,” Jenn said. Betsy laughed at the silly mistake
even though by this time her nipples were on fire. She took her eyes off
Jenn and looked at her aching buds, which were severely extended, appearing
swelled to twice their normal size.
Jenn noticed Betsy’s concern, but she didn’t make a move to remove the
clips. She was like a kid in a candy store. Betsy would never forget how
she willingly told the young woman to go ahead. “It’s alright. I want
nothing more than to make you happy… go ahead, it’s our last weekend
together,” she whispered. When Jenn’s expression was undecided, Betsy
pounded the final nail in her own coffin. “Use the clips… the gag…
even that big thing.”
The young woman leaned down and kissed her and abruptly Jenn was filled
with confidence. She broke the heated kiss and swiftly put the ball back
in Betsy’s mouth. Jenn was in control again and she went back to her
earlier plan, without the slightest feeling of guilt. She yanked a clip
off and Betsy thought she had lost one of her precious gems. Her nipple
pulsed and throbbed so bad that it sent shivers through her entire body.
Suddenly the young woman sucked on it and Betsy felt severe convulsion
roaring through her belly. The feeling was super-sensitive and Betsy could
only roll her shoulders back and forth on the bed, as Jenn’s tongue played
with her nipple. Then Jenn removed the second clip; she did the same thing
to the other nipple and Betsy realized that there was no going back.
Betsy remembered the assault like it was yesterday. All of a sudden she
was screaming and didn’t know why. Hardly any sound came out from around
the red ball and her body suddenly stiffened like a board. The burning
mouth was sucking on her aching nipples, making sure each was sufficiently
coated with moisture. Abruptly Jenn moved and got on her hands and knees
directly over top of Betsy’s outstretched torso. Her hungry mouth devoured
one throbbing nip while the fingers of her left hand skillfully caressed
the other.
Jenn’s right hand was the one that ended Betsy’s struggle. For some
reason Betsy was fighting the rising passion, thinking she still had a
chance. Jenn admired what she thought was play-acting, thinking there was
no better actress in the world. The young woman placed the fingers of her
right hand on Betsy’s tummy and felt tremendous quivering every time she
tickled the burning flesh. Then her fingers slowly crept downwards until
they entered the vast wetness.
First there was nothing. No breathing or no sound coming from her
captive when her fingers slipped into the narrow pussy slit. Betsy held
her breath knowing this was only the beginning. Then Jenn lightly caressed
the tiny clitoris. There were gasps of sheer ecstasy when Jenn’s touch
made Betsy’s chest heave up and down very rapidly.
Suddenly Jenn pinched the clitty and pulled it out of the wetness and
into the cool air. There were plenty of raspy sounds coming from around
the ball gag and the young woman would never forget the tremendous orgasm
experienced by the older woman.
Jenn’s love grew and then she straightened
her body so that she lay beside her lover.
Jenn embraced Betsy and put her lips next to her ear. “Dear God, my
love. I’m going to make you cum… all over my fingers,” Jenn whispered.
Then the young woman nibbled on Betsy’s earlobe. “I can feel you
cumming… cumming like crazy. Just wait… I’m saving the black bastard
for your cunt… and your ass!”
That was it. Betsy let go after she heard the drastic comments. Her
clitoris was between Jenn’s skilled fingers and the young woman rolled it
around so vigorously that Betsy couldn’t stop. The lubrication hit Jenn’s
fingers and made it even easier to roll the clitty in the immense juices.
Betsy creamed and the only thing on her disillusioned mind was the big,
black dildo. She imagined the young woman fucking her with it; making her
cum, as she fucked her cunt with the black cock. Then Betsy visualized
Jenn fucking her ass. She didn’t like anal sex, yet the animal lust grew
more intense when she imagined Jenn fucking her ass.
Betsy’s life story was at a stage where she was in a very customary
state. She was acting very submissive, but suddenly that changed. She was
wrapped in Jenn’s arms when the young woman suddenly felt total remorse.
Jenn realized that she had been rough, a lot rougher than she intended.
Earlier the young woman treated Betsy’s tears as tears of joy, but when the
climax ended Jenn deemed they might have been tears of frustration for
being tied up.
Strange how a person knew they had crossed the line. When it actually
happened, the animal lust took over and Jenn’s only concern was sexual
fulfillment at any cost. But when it was over, she realized Betsy was
mentally controlled and taken against her will.
Jenn tried to make it up to her dear friend. She kissed Betsy’s flushed
face, as she carefully removed the ball gag. “I don’t know what came over
me. I just couldn’t stop myself,” she moaned. “I love you so much… and
hope you’ll forgive me.” Then she loosened the straps holding Betsy’s arms
outstretched.
Betsy merely lay on the bed, relishing the sudden freedom. The
circulation returned and soon she could move her arms again. Then she
remembered putting them around Jenn, which must have consoled the young
woman. “It’s your turn. I’m yours… to do with as you please,” Jenn
whispered.
It was one of the rare times in her life that Betsy dreamed of revenge.
“Bad girls should be punished. Spanked until her bum is red and sore…
or,” Betsy whispered, letting her words hang for many seconds. “Or
maybe… maybe it should be Bingo’s turn?”
Jenn’s head snapped up and she stared into Betsy’s eyes. “She told?”
Betsy grinned and felt a surge of power. “No! Bingo did.”
Bingo was sleeping on his makeshift bed and he must have heard his name.
He whined and both women knew what that meant. Suddenly his big head
rested on the edge of the bed and his tongue hung out the side of his
mouth. His sudden appearance made both women look at him and it was very
obvious that he was excited.
Betsy paused in the middle of recalling Jenn’s last weekend in New
Orleans. It was a very memorable time, but she didn’t want to go over
every detail. That would take too long and she wanted to fill in the last
two days, before quickly moving onto the most exciting chapter of her life.
She was not the type of woman to seek revenge or to abuse someone, but she
did that weekend.
Many things happened, including bondage and a lot of role-playing by
both women. Bingo was not allowed up on Betsy’s bed so he had to wait his
turn. Looking back on it, Betsy realized that it must have gotten him
severely worked up. The air must have been filled with the female scent of
a bitch in heat and it was one weekend when Bingo was at his best. It made
her laugh remembering how pleased Doris was with the news that her beloved
pet performed so admirably.
Betsy recalled how the rest of the night played out. She gave the young
woman a royal spanking and then turned her over to Bingo. Jenn’s ass must
have been on fire, as Betsy remembered how red it was, when she got down on
hands and knees next to the bed. The scene was even more alluring than she
imagined. She watched Bingo jump up on Jenn’s back and it was like a big
dog humping a helpless puppy. He fucked Jenn for many minutes, covering
her entire backside with doggie cum, but his big ball was too big to fit
into her small opening.
That was when Betsy surprised even herself. She ordered the young woman
to give Bingo his first blowjob. Somehow and Betsy wasn’t sure how, but
she wound up on the floor with the two. She watched Jenn act very timid
and uncertain at first, but that was when Betsy got tough. After some very
strict orders and threats of another severe spanking, the young woman put
the dog cock in her mouth. In the beginning, Jenn wiped and cleaned the
runny pre-cum off her face, but it kept streaming down her chin.
Betsy grinned with the knowledge Bingo must have known his devoted bitch
was meant to fulfill his male needs. His body was stiff and his legs were
paralyzed, as he let the passion build to immense proportions inside his
belly. Betsy looked back and wondered what someone would have thought if
they witnessed the untamed lust. Jenn was on her back with her head all
the way under Bingo and Besty was right beside her friend. What amazed
Betsy most was that she had the big, black dildo in one hand and she was
rubbing it furiously up and down, through her pussy slit.
Her eyes were glued on the cock-sucking and Betsy marveled at how much
Jenn actually got down her throat. She watched Jenn expertly controlling
the blowjob, but then the young woman got the surprise of her life. She
had one hand on Bingo’s pulsating cock and her other arm was pinned around
the dog’s front legs.
Suddenly everything seemed to happen at once and in slow-motion.
Bingo’s ass-end jerked violently, most likely because he was getting close
to blowing his load. Then his hind leg pawed a couple of times and
suddenly caught Jenn’s arm. Bingo was so powerful that his leg jerked her
hand off his thick cock-meat just as his hips thrust forward.
Betsy had never seen Bingo’s cock go all the way into a woman’s mouth,
but she did that night. Jenn choked and struggled with all her might, as
if to stay alive. Bingo was in the midst of an orgasm and when his cock
eventually came out of Jenn’s mouth, the stream of cum kept coming. Betsy
noticed Jenn’s pretty face covered with the fiery liquid, but at the time
the dildo was moving so furiously through her slit that she didn’t really
understand everything.
Finally Jenn got her arm free and she managed to wrap her fingers around
the flaming tool again. Then she pointed it away from her face, but the
cum kept shooting out of the satisfied dog.
Betsy remembered how the two women merely collapsed where they lay.
Bingo walked over to his makeshift bed and then he licked himself clean.
Betsy and Jenn watched for a few minutes, but suddenly realized they were
soaked with the remnants of the dog’s climax.
Jenn suggested they take a shower, which sounded like a great idea.
When they stepped into the shower, Betsy noticed how Jenn’s butt had
returned to her normal color, so she playfully spanked the young woman’s
wet ass. She never realized how horny Jenn was until the young woman fell
against her. The shower was still running and Jenn wrapped her arms around
Betsy’s neck.
Betsy didn’t know what else to do so she tenderly rubbed Jenn’s ass and
her other hand went to the woman’s crotch. Jenn started humping her hand
immediately and then Betsy knew what to do. She kicked Jenn’s feet apart,
wide enough so that her pussy was exposed. When her fingers slipped into
the immense wetness, Jenn’s hips started jerking back and forth, as if she
was out of control. Betsy instantly found the trigger and pulled the tiny
clitty out of the moisture. She squeezed the bud with her fingers and
rolled it around, as fast as she could.
The climax was swift and painless. Jenn’s entire body jerked wildly.
The only way she stayed on her feet was because her arms were wrapped
around Betsy’s neck. At the end, all she could say was that she needed it
badly and how she felt like a real bitch.
Now years later, Betsy thought of how she should have responded. She
should have agreed with the woman because Jenn was Bingo’s bitch. The
young woman let her dog master have her whenever he wanted. Betsy couldn’t
remember if it was three or four more times, but each session certainly was
entertaining. Then Betsy shivered remembering that she too was used by
Bingo. It almost appeared like he wanted to prove his worthiness by
fucking every bitch in the vicinity. ‘And he did,’ Betsy mused with an
agreeing smile.
Jenn also did a lot
of talking during that final weekend. She admitted
that one reason she wanted to come to New Orleans was to experience every
sexual adventure she had heard about without fear. That included lesbian
lust and even a gangbang, but she never imagined sex with a dog. The
revelations made them both laugh, as they thought of being nothing but sex
starved animals, no matter who they were with.
By Monday morning, Betsy felt an extraordinary bond with Jenn, one that
resembled the one with Debbie. Tuesday evening the two women had dinner
with Doris and GE and on Wednesday Jenn left for her next assignment in New
York. Betsy remembered taking Jenn to the airport with Doris and then
feeling great sadness when the young woman departed.
Leaving the airport with Doris afterwards, Betsy recalled how her dear
friend talked about Jennifer. “She is very special. A friend who would do
anything for a friend,” Doris said. “It’s not often you meet such a
special lady.”
That was the first time Betsy had heard Doris call Jenn anything but a
girl. “Did you tell her… she was special?”
Doris sat for a minute before replying. “No,” she said. “But I’ll fix
that on my next trip to New York.”
***
It was late summer and Betsy remembered going shopping with Doris. They
were sitting in their favorite café by Jackson Square having a late lunch
when Doris went to the ladies room. All of a sudden a man came to the
table and asked Betsy if he could sit down. His request caught her
completely off guard and when she looked up at him, all she could think of
was how good looking he was. She must have sounded like an utter idiot, as
she stammered and stuttered before nodding and motioning with her hand
because she couldn’t speak.
He started a conversation, which was nothing like a pickup thing and to
this day Betsy couldn’t recall what it was about. All she could do at the
time was dream about how nice it would be if he asked her out. Suddenly
Doris returned, giving the man a strange look before sitting down in a
vacant chair from the next table.
The man introduced himself and then returned to Betsy. It was all so
heavenly and nothing like that ever happened when she was with Doris.
Strangers always looked at Doris first and when they talked, it was to
Doris and not to anyone with her. Suddenly this man talked to Betsy and
merely glanced at Doris every once in awhile, as a friendly gesture only.
Betsy remembered having a strange, but wonderful, sensation in the back
of her mind the whole time. She felt like she knew the man or, at least,
she should know who he was. Finally the guy looked at his watch and said
he was sorry, but he had an appointment. He asked for Betsy’s phone number
and if it would be okay if he called her. That too had never happened to
her, as any stranger would get Doris’ number first.
Before the man left, he went to the bar and suddenly two fresh drinks
appeared at their table. “I think he’s serious. He’s after you,” Doris
said. “My God! I saw the way he looked at you.”
Betsy was just as surprised. “That has never happened to me before. He
won’t call.”
Just then the waiter walked by and Doris signaled for the bill. When he
told her that it was already paid, she was shocked. “Who the fuck is he?
You know, my love… I think we haven’t seen the last of that man,” Doris
whispered to Betsy. “If he does call and you don’t want him… give him
my number.”
Without any more delay, Betsy was ready for the best chapter of her life
story. He called! Suddenly at the age of 34, Betsy realized her life was
complete. Danny was that soul mate she had been searching for all her
life. All of a sudden she didn’t feel like her life was a river to nowhere,
with lots of water going down a stream to fill an empty void. She felt
Danny was the one to spend the rest of her life with and prayed he felt the
same way.
They dated for a couple of weeks and each time she saw Danny, her heart
did that famous flip-flop of true love. It made Betsy laugh out loud when
she recalled their fourth date. At the time she thought, ‘bullshit, I’m
going for it.’ When she boldly asked him for sex, Danny picked her up like
a feather and carried her into the bedroom. As strange as it seemed when
she reminisced about that night, it wasn’t that the sex was good or bad; it
was just right.
It was the best night of her life because it made her feel so good and
she willingly gave herself to the man she loved. There were no
reservations or holding anything back. She didn’t have to since there was
only one man God had put on earth for her… Danny!
Betsy felt like Danny’s mission in life was to please her. After sex,
he held her. Not just for a minute, or awhile. He embraced her for a long
time and until she felt so much love and emotion that she was at peace.
This was not a typical male trait and that was another reason Betsy knew
Danny was different.
They continued to date and every time she saw Doris, her best friend
wanted every detail. About three, maybe four months after she met Danny,
they were in bed on a Saturday morning. It was raining and she didn’t feel
like getting up. All of a sudden it hit her. She had met Danny before.
He was the guy who was stealing her cab. ‘Does he think I’m a total slut.
Oh my gawd,’ she mused, ‘what to do?’
It was the funniest thing that ever happened to her. She was staring
wild-eyed at Danny and he spoke. “You finally remembered?”
She could have died. She was afraid he would change his mind or think
differently of her, but Danny quickly eliminated her fears. “Deal! The
past is the past,” he whispered, holding onto both of her hands. “There is
only the future. Our future together!”
She started crying, but not from unhappiness. He was the one… the
only one. Danny was the man she had waited all her life to meet and he was
with her now. They dated for another seven or eight months before he
proposed. Betsy laughed at how their relationship transpired, as Danny
probably felt he had no choice. At the time she was already redoing his
back yard. She was planting flowers and bushes and making his place look
like it was homey and well lived in. Then she started moving clothes in
and he must have decided it was time to get married.
Danny was a psychiatrist and from what she learned, well respected and
highly regarded by his peers. Suddenly Betsy knew God worked in strange
ways. Now she had her very own therapist and would never have to wonder if
she was crazy or normal. Whenever she glanced at Danny and saw his
devilish smile, she knew he was at it again. But he was very diplomatic
and never gave the impression he was analyzing her. Danny always stated
that the reason he fell in love with her was because she was his personal
life-long study.
They discussed the past a little, but Danny never made it an issue. He
revealed that when they met in the café by Jackson Square, he understood
right away about the relationship she had with Doris. Apparently he could
tell they were in love by the way they looked at each other. It made her
chuckle when Danny told her that he sat at a nearby table, awestruck by her
radiant beauty. He remarked how he was almost too afraid to approach her
until Doris left the table.
That gave Betsy the courage to tell him about Wendi and Jennifer and he
was perfectly okay with it all. She reasoned that he didn’t mind her
indiscreet affairs with another woman, but she didn’t want to test his
acceptance of another man. He merely joked about being sorry that there
was no man in his life, to which she slugged him for joking around.
When Danny said that the past was the past, Betsy definitely agreed with
his analogy. She vowed to do everything possible to make their
relationship work and it was a very happy day when Danny proposed to her.
It was with some hesitation and sadness that she remembered skipping the
Bingo part of her life story, but then she decided it was for the best.
She was beginning the one chapter of her life that she cherished most of
all and didn’t want to ruin it.
Betsy thought of how funny it was that love finally made sense and she
understood the concept. One of the things that Betsy loved most about
Danny was the way he analyzed her friends and the way he readily accepted
them. Danny insisted that she remain close to Doris and he considered them
more like sisters than anything else.
Danny willing went with her whenever Doris invited them on various
weekend trips and daylong visits to the beach. Doris still had many
contacts who let her use their vacation places and she was one who loved
having company. Betsy knew her best friend too well and knew it was a
matter of time before she paraded around topless or even completely nude.
The first time Danny caught Doris topless took him by surprise, but he
quickly accepted
it as a fact of life with her. It happened one night when
he and Betsy were staying the night at Doris’ after a small celebration
downtown. They had too much to drink and felt it was safer staying at
Doris’. The three were relaxing in the living room; it was late and the
wine was flowing like water.
If he felt any discomfort, Danny didn’t show it. The two women sat on
either side of him on a sofa built for two. Crowded between Betsy and
Doris, it soon became a contest to see which woman could tickle him enough
to make him laugh. That wasn’t too hard after a few glasses of wine and
the evening became one of jovial laughter and plenty of playful jostling.
To this day Betsy wasn’t exactly sure how it happened. They all felt
very tipsy and someone suggested it was bedtime. Danny was the guiding
force, as the three staggered upstairs. He had to keep an arm around each
woman so they wouldn’t fall and when they reached Doris’ bedroom, she
purposely shoved him into her room. “My bed is big enough for three.
Let’s sleep together tonight,” she whispered. “And no hanky panky… you
two.”
All of a sudden Doris staggered across the room. She reached the bed
and just threw herself down, landing spread-eagled on her stomach. Betsy
noticed a concerned look on Danny’s handsome face so she quickly put him at
ease. “It’s a big bed… king-sized. Lots of room for you and me,” she
whispered. Then she grabbed his hand and pulled him across to the bed.
“Don’t worry. We share everything.”
Betsy knew Doris all too well. She knew her friend was only teasing and
would never do anything to jeopardize her relationship with Danny. That
brought back wonderful memories. There were many times they slept together
without having sex and Betsy knew Doris didn’t have any devious intentions.
She fondly remembered those wonderful nights when they slept in each
other’s arms.
Betsy put her arms around Danny and they collapsed onto the bed beside
Doris. It was only a matter of minutes before she and Doris were asleep,
but it took Danny a little longer. He lay behind Betsy who was facing
Doris and the two women had their arms around each other. Danny stared at
the two sexy women and he wondered if he was the luckiest man in the world.
Half asleep, or maybe half drunk, Betsy remembered waking to a rustling
noise. It was about three or four in the morning and it took everything
she had to open her eyes. When she did, she noticed Doris undressing. “Go
back to sleep, love. I’m just going to the bathroom,” Doris whispered.
Betsy recalled going back to sleep and then someone talking to her.
“Let’s get under the covers. Here… let me help,” Doris whispered. Then
Betsy remembered seeing Doris beside her and the woman was almost naked, as
she was only wearing panties. In no time Doris stripped Betsy down to her
bra and panties and then they jumped under the sheets.
The commotion woke Danny and he thoroughly enjoyed the view. Doris
faced him, as she lay on her side, and he had a great view of modeling
perfection. Even in the dim lighting he noticed her well-defined nipples
and although her tits were not as big as Betsy’s, they were definitely a
nice handful, he mused. He barely caught a glimpse of her lower region,
but it was enough to know the thong panty did not hide very much of her
beauty.
All of a sudden Danny felt overdressed so he stripped down to his
shorts. He got under the covers and snuggled up to Betsy, feeling her
wiggle, as she shoved her backside tightly against his body. They fell
asleep again and no one stirred until very late in the morning, when Betsy
and Doris got up. Danny didn’t want to get up and he simply lay in bed,
watching the two women strut around the room getting ready for another day.
If there was one piece of attire that Danny was glad that had become
popular, it was the thong. Besty often wore them and now he knew that
Doris did as well. Watching the luscious asses so perfectly framed by the
skimpy garments was a delight. He quickly decided there was no way he was
getting out of bed and miss the sexy display.
Danny was in his own world of erotic daydreaming when the two women
jumped into bed with him. They had been across the room, whispering to
themselves, but he never thought much of it until they ascended upon him.
Betsy jumped on him and quickly kissed him in a tantalizing manner. Then
she pulled back far enough so she could give him the biggest, devious
smile. “We were wondering what you had on your mind,” she whispered in a
soft, low voice. “Maybe I should check it out… see if the hardware is
up to the task.”
Both women laughed and immediately Danny was worried. That morning he
realized that Doris loved showing off her tits. She was only partially
dressed, as she had a skirt on already, but nothing on top. Betsy was
dressed in bra and panties and suddenly he felt her arm slip under the
sheet. There was obviously only one thing she was after and her dainty
hand swiftly grabbed his manhood, which was stirring by this time.
“Huuuummm. I see something has to be done. Some work has to be done to
get your undivided attention,” Betsy whispered.
Blood surged to his penis and it quickly filled Betsy’s small hand,
until her fist was wrapped around the hardened shaft. Danny stared into
the paralyzing eyes and knew he was left powerless by Betsy’s devilish
glare. All of a sudden he felt something else and his heart rate
quickened. He didn’t dare look away from Betsy, but her smirk told the
complete story. Unless Betsy was double-jointed and had three hands, it
had to be Doris’ hand squeezing his nuts.
Suddenly Betsy’s hand moved up and down very slowly. “Oh my! I think
Danny Boy wants something,” she whispered. “Doesn’t he?”
He swore they were working together to gang up on him. His knob was
inside one hand, which was cupping it tightly. Another hand pumped his rod
while pointing it straight up in the air. “We could leave you like this,”
Betsy whispered, blowing him a kiss at the same time. “Or…”
Danny prayed harder than ever. He knew that if she didn’t stop soon,
his struggle was useless. If there was one thing he was good at, it was
prolonging an orgasm. Suddenly he had doubts and felt his stamina waning.
“You’re lucky we have company… or I’d do it,” Betsy whispered.
Danny was sort of sad when she let go. His desire was at a point that
another second or two would have taken him over the top. All of a sudden
Betsy put both of her hands on his cheeks and bent forward. “I love you,”
she whispered and then kissed him on the lips. Danny frantically wanted to
give her a loving embrace, but he couldn’t rip his fingers out of the
bedding, as he clutched the sheets in desperation.
There was no doubt now, as to who was touching his cock. His eyes were
closed because of the heated kiss, but something very hot and wet was
embracing the flaming head of his pecker. He assumed Doris was using her
tongue on him and she was coating the head with an abundant amount of spit.
Abruptly both women jumped up and rushed into the bathroom, leaving Danny
panting for more breath. He didn’t dare move a muscle and all he could do
was stare down at the noticeable protrusion in the sheet.
***
Betsy still remembered that night, as a defining moment in her
relationship with Danny. Although they planned getting married, she was
still learning things about him. His devotion towards her never wavered
and she was forever grateful for his love and understanding. She had many
skeletons in the closet, which she knew could be brought out in the open,
and Danny would understand. He never resented her being so close to Doris
and also her friendships with GE and Jenn.
She loved the times Danny held her in his arms. Whether he knew it or
not, that was one way of getting to a woman’s heart, and it certainly
worked on her. Betsy reasoned it was his shrink mentality that enabled
Danny to easily accept her past and also her close friends.
Shortly after that night at Doris’, she lay in Danny’s arms and they
talked. “I don’t think she’s too old. She could still model,” Danny
remarked. “She has nice tits.”
Betsy found it charming that Danny never talked about another woman in
loving, endearing terms, like he used with her. She had breasts, or boobs,
but other women had tits or knockers. The one person that Danny saw
through right away was GE. When they met the first time, he warned her
about doing anything that might harm his girlfriend and she never doubted
it for a second. Danny liked Jenn a lot. He saw her innocence and
confirmed what Betsy already knew about the young woman.
Betsy desperately wanted to continue this chapter of her life story, but
time was against her. She needed a break from her dramatic daydream and
relished the thought of continuing with her new life with Danny.
There was
still the marriage to come and also a couple of things to bring up that she
wasn’t very proud of.
THE END
I plan on doing one more chapter, which will bring everyone up to date
on Betsy’s life story. She turns 40 on May 10th, and that will start a new
chapter in her life.