This is the second in a series of stories. To fully appreciate this one, I suggest you read the get-go Betsy's Creampie - Rewritten.

Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again hold out weekend. A few workweek ago, Jeff had turned Betsy's cunt into a boastfully, aphrodisiacal cream pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in store for her and us.

It was rainy and very warm this past tense weekend. We spent most of the clip on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine. No one actually rung of last weekend. It was almost as if it never happened. Lisa never let on that her married man fucked my wife. They acted as if it never happened. Jeff didn't even hint at the sensual pleasures her had with my married woman. I wondered if it was a former consequence, pushed to the back of everyone's mind. Forever to be thought of only when our minds drifted to those trench, taboo intimate thoughts.

Both girls were braless, wore tank summit and shorts that showed a lot of tanned, sexy pegleg. Betsy's top was yellow and topped with pink lacing. If she leaned forward, the low cervix drooped and you could see her small but perky tits. Lisa had a blue top. No lacing and it was tighter. It didn't droop when she bent over ; but, her teat made a fine impression. Lisa has shoulder duration smutty hair. She is about the Saami height, 5'5 ”, slightly heavier and her nipple are magnanimous than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inches taller than me ; with the Lapp acrobatic build but laboured.

The euphony was near and the beer and wine flowed freely. Eventually I tried to break the sexual tension. As Betsy bent over, I made comments about the great purview down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would comment about Lisa's great peaks under her shirt to climb on. As the day progressed and the booze flowed, we started to pee comments about each other's girls as well as our own. Both fille played shy at first ; but then played into it and seemed to relish giving more opportunities for comments. As we walked by each other, more brushing and touching took place. First it was Jeff and Lisa, then Betsy and me. Soon Betsy and Lisa seemed to look for chances to brush against each other's spouse.

Lisa asked me to go into the kitchen to help her open another bottle of wine. At the counter, as I reached around her to take the bottle, she backed into me. I reached my subdivision around her to grasp the bottle. She pulled it to her chest, so my hand rested against her breast. With one hand she held the bottle, with the other she took my hand and pushed it into her tit. She squeezed my right hand so that it squeezed her right tit. I felt her nipple as it grew hard. She pulled my helping hand away and together we opened the feeding bottle and poured another round.

We returned to the porch, I grabbed another beer for Jeff. We continued to talk and mind to the toons. Lisa got up to adjust the radio receiver ; Betsy walked over and picked up a plate of chips from the table. Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to massage his shoulders."Just what I needed, a message from a sexy noblewoman. Does it total with a happy ending ?"Betsy laughed as she walked by and"tripped"and fell into Jeff's lap. She didn't spill the chips ; but settled onto his lap.

"Do I get one too ?"Betsy said. She sat with her back to him ; her legs spread outside of his. I immediately thought of the last time he was between her ramification and of the monolithic cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said,"of trend you get one too"and began to rub Betsy's shoulders.

I sat across the pack of cards and could see and savour the whole show. Lisa's hands wandered down his chest and she rubbed with one hand and pinched a nipple with the former. Lisa gave me a wink. Betsy took another sip of wine as Jeff's hands explored more than her shoulders. First he moved to her back. After a short patch, his hand moved to her sides, from under her arms to the exterior of her thighs. Lisa began to osculate and bat Jeff's cervix and ear as her script explored his body. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's hands to reach the tops of her second joint and stomach. Betsy took another sip of wine-colored, closed her center and leaned all the way back against Jeff's chest of drawers. All three had their center closed, massaging each other to the rhythm of the euphony. Soon Jeff's hands were stroking Betsy's interior thighs ; occasionally gently dragging across her crotch. He kept his properly hand between her legs and slowly moved his left one to her chest. He massaged her pep pill breast, and then let his finger's breadth circle one breast, then the other.

No one said a word but everyone's breathing seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer hand Jeff's chest, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his left hand worked its magic over her chest, it slipped under her relax shirt. His hand slowly worked its way up and I could see him describe outlines around her tits with his finger. Betsy was slowly rocking her hips back and Forth ; her ass grinding into his crotch. Betsy's shorts were pulled up miserly against her kitty-cat. I could see the outline of her lips through the slim framework. Jeff's right hand stroked the edge of the thighs where it met her underdrawers. His manus was to a lesser extent than an column inch from her slit.

I enjoyed the show. Lisa must take grown tired of this or sensed that I craved aid too."Mind if I sit ?"she said. She walked to me and sat on my lap ; both of her peg to my left. This allowed her to stroke my pectus and neck opening. My one-half vertical cock stiffened.

"What's funfair is fair"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my right hand and traced circuit from her knee to the top of her shorts with my left wing. Lisa reached for her half fully glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine-colored and placed the void Methedrine on the tabular array. She turned and kissed me gruelling on the sassing. In a here and now, her tongue found my mouth and tongue. Her legs parted slightly. As we kissed, I could see Betsy and Jeff out of the nook of my eye.

Jeff had pulled Betsy's top over her tits, fully exposing them. He teased and squeezed them. Her nipples were rock hard.

Betsy pushed harder into him ; her ass ground against his cock."This feeling intimate ; I wonder where have I felt this before ?"She said wistfully.

Jeff's right on hired hand rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two fingers pushed the flimsy short textile to the side. He had free approach to her cunt. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing to the full penetration. Betsy's hands were between his legs. Jeff slid lower in the chairwoman, allowing her memory access to his dick. As she slid, Jeff's hand could no longer pass her genitals so he undid the top button of her trunks and slid his fingers under the waistband. Soon, second and 3rd release were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her bush was cropped into a short landing place strip show just above her clit and her lips were shaved. I couldn't tell how far his finger reached ; but Betsy was getting hotter and my cock harder watching.

Betsy reached for her wine and took a big gulping. Normally shy, conservative Betsy pulled her tank top completely off and dropped it to the deck of cards. She stood up, turned to Jeff. She spread his legs and dropped to her knees between them. Her drawers were low and liberal around her pelvic girdle and second joint ; showing the crack of her ass and top of the inning of her boldness. Her paw started massaging his chest and then worked down to his shorts. Betsy pulled the button undecided and ripped the zipper down. She tugged the shorts from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her armored combat vehicle top. His circumcised putz was fully erect. It seemed longsighted than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 inches but definitely not as thick. The foreland was stumpy, the Same diameter as his calamus. He didn't cut his Dubyuh or shave his balls. Betsy wrapped her hand around the shaft and slowly started to stroke it."This does look familiar"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his intimate thigh ; her eyes fixed on his dick. She was having some problem with the hair from his balls in her mouth. She pulled a haircloth from her back talk, the continued to lick his balls.

As far as I know, Betsy hadn't been with another lover since we were married until Jeff fucked her and creamed her slit a few calendar week ago. In the past tense, we talked about it, fantasized and character played about her with 2 or 3 cocks. I've never seen her with another lover ; man or charwoman. This was scary, wild and very wind up. What would she do ? What would she try ? Would she do the things she does to me or try something dissimilar ? Would Lisa and I join or just be Peeping Tom ? In our phantasy, Betsy always let the former lover ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her pussy or ass. She said that she wouldn't suck another stopcock or withdraw his onus ; that was too"personal"and saved her blowjob for me. Betsy was very receive at giving brain. She must take practiced all of her life before she met me. She gives the best blow jobs that I ever had and often sucking my cock dry ; swallowing every free fall. That seemed to be changing before my eyes. Would she blow him ? Would she let him cum in her mouth ? Would she get down his lading ? Is it a new door opening ? Would there be others ?

Lisa was still sitting on my lap. We turned slightly so we both could watch Betsy kneeling between Jeff's legs, stroking his cock and licking his orchis. Betsy nibbled on his ball sack ; then took one ball into her rima oris and sucked on it. She was gentle at inaugural ; but sucked harder as she stroked his slam. Jeff seemed sensible to her sucking. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both balls in her back talk. Her hand stroked his peter slowly, as if to shake him but keep him from cumming. I waited to see if and how she would suck his cock.

Lisa turned and straddled my legs with her back to me as Betsy had sat on Jeff's. Taking a cue from them I ran my hands over her tits. I could feel her stiff nipples through the fabric. Lisa's ass priming hard against my cock. A thinking flashed through my intellect."Does she like anal ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My pecker has always been too thick for her. She often likes my digit and knife around her ass and sometimes in it. My properly hand moved to Lisa's wooden leg, thighs and the bottom of her shorts. It's tight against her puss. I ran my finger's breadth around her thighs and up and down her twat through her shortstop. The crotch of her shortstop was damp.

Betsy stood up and wiggled her ass ; her shorts fell to the deck. She turned to us and flashed us a wide smiling. She enjoyed the attending the 3 of us were giving her. Her bush was trimmed tight ; her bare, wet pussy lips were exposed for Lisa and me to see.

"Are you enjoying this as practically as I am ?"Betsy said. Her go forth deal rubbed her moist slit. She spread her juices, coating her tight pussy. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to be intimate me !"She turned, spread her ramification and inched her way back to Jeff. His cock stood fully erect. She lowered herself onto his difficult stopcock. She braced herself on the arm of the president with one hand. With the other she held Jeff's cock and rubbed the caput against her wet slit, coating it with her succus."feed me that shaft now ”. Even with lube, it's difficult to skid my cock into Betsy's cunt. It takes a while to spread out her inner pussy. She lowered herself onto Jeff's cock. She didn't hesitate. She closed her eyes, let out a whispered sigh and lowered herself in one motion until he was fully in her ; his chunk tight to her clit. Maybe because his cock wasn't as thick that it slid in so easily. Maybe she was really wet and primed. I don't know. All I know is that the extra length of his hammer didn't slow her pile. She took it all and impaled her bitch on his shaft. She doesn't often ride my putz in a contrary cowgirl stance ; but it was perfect for this. Lisa and I got to see her face, teat and pussy while she was getting fucked.

It's not often that a man can watch another man fuck his own wife. There was something perversely wrong ; but very exciting to watch over. I stared at Betsy's spread twat backtalk, split blanket by Jeff's throbbing member. I never seen Betsy even making out with anyone or getting felt up before. Now I was watching her piece of tail Jeff. I've never had this view of Betsy having sex. Even watching ourselves in the mirror didn't get me this hard. Any shyness she ever had disappeared.

They sat motionless enjoying the first, deep penetration of her hot cunt. Jeff's hands were on her tits ; cupping them. Betsy's eyes were fixed on Lisa while her hands were between her legs, holding Jeff's balls.

"roll in the hay me, fuck me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with captivation as his long hammer disappeared fully into her cunt and then reappeared. Betsy's cunt easily devoured the wax length of his hammer as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his manhood. She let out a subdued groan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hip joint, swirling his dick in her tight, wet mess. Her juices flowed from her pussy. Her rim glistened with the juice from her passion gob as a few drops ran across his balls.

While they began to fuck, united with his peter trench in her, I let my work force explore Lisa. I haven't felt up another fair sex since before Betsy and I were married. I was tingly, almost like a virgin. I pulled Lisa's shirt over her head word ; she helped and let it drop. Her tits were larger and sagged more than I imagined. Her tits were tweed, her areolas large and light brown and her nipples were the same dark-brown color. Her pap were gravid and heavily ; the size of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her drawers and I pulled the zipper apart. My right bridge player cupped her rightfield tit. The fingers of my left deal easily slid into her unsnarled shortstop. My fingers reached her bush. Like Betsy, she seems to trim it. Her pubic hair was closely cropped. It seemed to organize a triangle ; the top wider and the bottom narrow and seemed to point at her clit. I slid my left hand over her clit to her pussy. Her back talk were shaved and her cunt was soaked in her succus. Dipping my finger in her wet, slippery sex juices, I stroked her lips upwardly boulder clay I reached her button. I parted the cowl and coated Lisa's clit with her own juices. My aright hand massaged one tit, then the former. I teased her breasts and saved her nipples till later. Her body wasn't as fit as Betsy's but it was new and different. My cock throbbed against Lisa's ass. She leaned back against my chest. I kissed and licked her neck and ears. My left middle fingerbreadth slowly worked her cunt juices on to her clit."Keep going"she said as her ass squirmed and her pegleg broadcast wider. Her shortstop slid down a few inch ; it confirmed my impression of her bush. It was dark, closely cropped and in the signifier of an upside down triangle pointing to her button. She was getting surface-active agent and was letting out a slight moan. She didn't try to take out her drawers, so I continued to massage her soft tits and hard, wet clit."Finger make love me"Lisa moaned.

Betsy massaged Jeff's orb and started to slowly rock her hip, rotating her cunt on his cock. She rubbed his formal against her clit. Jeff was watching me fingering his wife. He had a grinning on his look. Was it from the fucking that Betsy was giving him or watching his hot wife enjoying herself with another man ? He was slowly massaging Betsy's nipple and pinching her nipple. Their tempo increased and we heard some muffled moan ; probably from both of them. Neither had their eyes give any More, they were lost in their own blissful sexcapade. Could it be another large cream pie for Betsy ? It seems like I would soon know.

Lisa was content with my bridge player on her. Her ass undercoat against my peter and she stroked my thighs ; but she made no drive to go further. Lisa's eyes were glued to Jeff's cock as it was splitting Betsy'snatch. I hadn't had sex with anyone but Betsy in over 30 age. However, I was content with this new experience. I was massaging Lisa's pap and fingering her cunt as Betsy was fucking Lisa's hubby in battlefront of us.

I'm not sure who started to cum first, Betsy or Jeff. Soon she was bouncing up and down, taking his dick almost fully out of her snatch before dropping hard on it till her clit hit his ball. Her left script rubbed her clit back and Forth. Her right hand steadied herself and she bounced faster and faster. Soon they were both cumming hard in noisy XTC. They continued cumming for what seemed comparable 10 minutes. His Edward White cum oozed from her pussy in a thick, effervescent lather. They slowed to a stop with his cock fully in her wet cunt.

Lisa was hot ; but I teased and slowed to keep her from going over the edge to orgasm. Suddenly Jeff pushed Betsy to her human foot. He took her by the helping hand to the livelihood way rug. He lay on his backbone with his knees up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her knee joint, above his boldness. This week he was going to feast on her cream pie. Lisa and I could barely see them. Lisa leaned forward and stood up. My finger almost got stuck in her pussy. As she stood up, she let her shorts drop to the base. Lisa reached for my hand, dripping wet from her juice, and led me to the life room. I expected her to continue to determine and maybe sit on my lap. Lisa loosened my shorts and pulled them down and off. My peter was hard ; however I wasn't sure what she really wanted. Lisa faced Jeff, dropped to her knees between Jeff's knee joint. She still had my manus and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all fours, reached between her legs with her right hand and grabbed my tumid shaft.

"As they say, what's fair is fair. Fuck me"She said as she pulled my dick to her dripping wet snatch and rubbed it against her to lube me up. Then she guided me into her catch. She was tight and I pressed until the head was past her lips. Lisa bend forward toward Jeff's shaft. It was one-half erect and coated in a creamy admixture of his cum and Betsy's twat juices. She started to lick his orchis as Betsy had done.

What a visual sense this was. I was on my human knee, fucking Lisa, Jeff's wife, doggy stylus, Lisa licking Jeff's cock and lapping the combination of his cum and Betsy's puss juice and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, pick pie cunt.

Watching Jeff and Betsy turned me on more than any porno movie I've ever seen. Watching him fill her pussy with his sperm as they both orgasmed was magnificent. Now I got to watch her creamy kitty-cat eaten by the man who filled her. As Betsy knelt above his aspect I could see his cum dripping from her into his mouth. His tongue reached upward, probing, hunting for more of their dessert ambrosia. Betsy would let down herself onto his spit then draw up, leaving a rope of cum uniting them. Jeff devoured it quickly.

Lisa was no slouch in the BJ department. She licked Jeff's ball and cock, then seemed to deep pharynx his trailer truck erect 7"cock with no exertion. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussycat and seemed comfortable and eager to eat the cream pie he baked in Betsy's hot snatch. Betsy was rocking her twat back and forth into Jeff's lip and her hands were massaging her own titty.

Lisa's cunt was still very tight. My rock hard cock couldn't button More than the read/write head into her dripping gob. She pushed against my dick but it couldn't be forced in. I took my cock into my hand and pushed it up and down her pussy from her clitoris to her ass, coating it in her juices ; then tried to go in. No luck.

Jeff was hard again. Lisa had in effect oral technique. Lisa reached between her ramification and wrapped her script around my shaft. Then, to my surprise, she positioned the capitulum against her asshole."Fuck my ass"She said as she pushed back and, it started to slide in. The head slid in and I stopped to see her response. Lisa pushed harder, ramming my cock into her ass until my balls hit her button.

"God !"Lisa gasped"You're so thick ; you're going to break my ass wide afford ”.

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet clit with my flop handwriting and her impart nipple with the other. Her response was immediate. She racked her hip and my cock would pull out slightly then plunge into her sweet ass."Fuck me…. Fuck me ”. She started slowly and gained momentum."have my pie-eyed ass a good hard fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his face. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her pussy was against his cock. He wanted to bonk her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her mouth gave way to Betsy's pussy. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"tool until it was again buried deep in her. This time, his orchis were tight against her sweet ass."Fuck my slit"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his cock as he squeezed her mamilla. She braced her workforce on his chest to help oneself celebrate the beat.

Lisa was close-fitting to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my lump hit my fingerbreadth on her clit. She let out a long, brassy moan as she came, I exploded my first cargo deep into her ass. Soon she pressed my fingerbreadth against her clit to lay off the action. Her bucking slowed as I got softer.

Hearing Lisa cum pushed Jeff over the edge. He let out a growling as he filled Betsy with her sec creamy loading of the day. Betsy didn't cum again but slowed as he must have grown subdued. Lisa pulled her ass away from my cock. She had a nice cream pie dripping from her ass down to her pussy. She scooted on her knees and straddled Jeff's forefront. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal ointment pie filling.

Betsy turned to me. She took my paw and crawled to the couch. Betsy lay on her book binding with one infantry on the coffee tabular array and one on the trading floor. Her pussy mouth were widely outdoors and a turgid dollop of cum filled the vacuum. She pulled me close then guided my nous between her subject catch lips. The olfactory property was strong. The feeling of his second load of pungent, gluey livid cum mixed with her sweet pussycat succus filled my nostril. I was worried. Sometimes I don't want to taste emollient after I've cum. Would it be as unspoilt as the low gear of his cream pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clit and snatch with a closed lip. I felt his affectionate load against my lips and face. Betsy's cunt was slippery in cum. She liked the flavour and I continued to kiss her from clit to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled cunt. try out our cum"Eat every drop of his cum from my fucking cunt muddle ”.

Jeff must have been doing a goodness job. Lisa was rubbing her snatch and ass all over Jeff's face ; his hands on her tits. I could hear him slurping up my load as he ate Lisa's ass and pussy. The more he ate, the more she talked."Eat my ass. Lick up every drop of cum from my dirty hole. He stretched my tight ass and filled it for you to eat. Bury your knife in my cum filled hole."She was getting louder as she approached another orgasm. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's cunt juice tastes salutary with your cum"she said as she sucked his cock deep in her throat.

I could see Lisa's ass and cunt as Jeff ate her out. I opened my mouth and licked Betsy's cum soaked clit. The taste was just as before. The discernment was salty, tangy and sticky as I slowly lapped up the pick. I took a finger and coated it with cum. I began to slide it into her ass as my pussy eating intensified. I lost sensory faculty of what I was doing. I started to eat her cream pie like a starving man. I didn't just push the cum against her open pussy ; I gulped the cum and sucked on her clit and brim ; my finger's breadth fucked her tight ass. Betsy was arching her spine and grinding her pussy into my face and backtalk. I heard both Lisa and Betsy cumming as they were both being eaten. The both squealed as the came ; their hips grinding their cream Proto-Indo European into us. Soon both miss stopped. Betsy pulled my head and held it tight against her snatch but stopped the cause. Lisa collapsed on Jeff and they both lay motionless. All four of us rested our sexually spent physical structure. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the fragrance of hot sex.

Eventually, without much talking, Betsy and I took cascade together in the downstairs bathroom while they used the upstairs. The four of us went to our elbow room to rest ; maybe for supper or maybe for round # 2. We will see… .