This is the second in a serial of write up. To fully treasure this one, I suggest you read the initiative Betsy's Creampie - Rewritten.

Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again final stage weekend. A few week ago, Jeff had turned Betsy's bitch into a big, sexy emollient pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in store for her and us.

It was rainy and very warmly this past weekend. We spent most of the time on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine-coloured. No one actually spoke 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 carnal pleasures her had with my wife. I wondered if it was a onetime event, pushed to the spine of everyone's mind. Forever to be thought of only when our psyche drifted to those trench, taboo intimate thoughts.

Both fille were braless, wore tank tops and boxershorts that showed a lot of tanned, sexy peg. Betsy's top was yellow and topped with pink lace. If she leaned forward, the low cervix drooped and you could see her lowly but perky tit. Lisa had a blue top. No lace and it was tighter. It didn't droop when she bent over ; but, her pap made a delicately impression. Lisa has shoulder length Shirley Temple Black fuzz. She is about the same stature, 5'5 ”, slightly big and her tit are expectant than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inches taller than me ; with the same acrobatic anatomy but fleshy.

The music was dependable and the beer and wine-coloured flowed freely. Eventually I tried to break the sexual tension. As Betsy bent over, I made comments about the great view down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would comment about Lisa's great tip under her shirt to wax on. As the day progressed and the spirits flowed, we started to make gossip about each other's girls as well as our own. Both girls played shy at starting time ; but then played into it and seemed to enjoy giving more chance 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 seem 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 bottleful, she backed into me. I reached my arms around her to hold on the bottleful. She pulled it to her pectus, so my hands rested against her titmouse. With one deal she held the bottle, with the other she took my helping hand and pushed it into her mammilla. She squeezed my right hand so that it squeezed her right tit. I felt her pap as it grew hard. She pulled my hand away and together we opened the bottle and poured another round.

We returned to the porch, I grabbed another beer for Jeff. We continued to mouth and heed to the toons. Lisa got up to set the radiocommunication ; Betsy walked over and picked up a home base of micro chip from the table. Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to knead his shoulders."Just what I needed, a substance from a aphrodisiacal lady. Does it come with a happy ending ?"Betsy laughed as she walked by and"tripped"and fell into Jeff's lap. She didn't spill the chip shot ; 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 finally fourth dimension he was between her legs and of the massive 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 deck and could see and enjoy the wholly appearance. Lisa's handwriting wandered down his pectus and she rubbed with one hand and pinched a teat with the early. Lisa gave me a flash. Betsy took another sip of wine as Jeff's hired hand explored more than her shoulders. first base he moved to her back. After a short patch, his custody moved to her sides, from under her branch to the outside of her thighs. Lisa began to snog and lick Jeff's neck and capitulum as her hands explored his trunk. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's hand to reach the tops of her thighs and venter. Betsy took another sip of wine-colored, closed her eyes and leaned all the way back against Jeff's thorax. All three had their heart closed, massaging each other to the rhythm of the music. Soon Jeff's mitt were stroking Betsy's inside thighs ; occasionally gently dragging across her genital organ. He kept his justly helping hand between her leg and slowly moved his left wing one to her pectus. He massaged her upper chest, and then let his fingerbreadth circle one chest, then the other.

No one said a word but everyone's breathing seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer reach Jeff's chest, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his left hand worked its magic over her dresser, it slipped under her loose shirt. His paw slowly worked its way up and I could see him draw outlines around her tits with his fingers. Betsy was slowly rocking her hips back and forth ; her ass detrition into his crotch. Betsy's shorts were pulled up mingy against her pussy. I could see the outline of her back talk through the thin cloth. Jeff's compensate hand stroked the edge of the thigh where it met her shorts. His manus was lupus erythematosus than an inch from her pussy.

I enjoyed the show. Lisa must let grown tired of this or sensed that I craved attention too."Mind if I sit ?"she said. She walked to me and sat on my lap ; both of her legs to my left field. This allowed her to stroke my pectus and neck. My half erect cock stiffened.

"What's funfair is sightly"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my right hand and traced roofy from her knee to the top of her shorts with my leftfield. Lisa reached for her one-half full glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine and placed the empty deoxyephedrine on the board. She turned and kissed me hard on the lips. In a second, her glossa found my lip and knife. Her legs parted slightly. As we kissed, I could see Betsy and Jeff out of the corner of my eye.

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

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

Jeff's right script rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two finger's breadth pushed the flimsy short material to the side. He had free approach to her cunt. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full insight. Betsy's hired hand were between his stage. Jeff slid grim in the chair, allowing her access to his prick. As she slid, Jeff's hand could no longer hand her private parts so he undid the top clit of her shorts and slip his fingers under the waistband. Soon, arcsecond and third button were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her George Walker Bush was cropped into a short landing strip just above her button and her lips were shaved. I couldn't narrate how far his digit reached ; but Betsy was getting hotter and my turncock harder watching.

Betsy reached for her wine and took a big gulp. Normally shy, conservative Betsy pulled her tankful top completely off and dropped it to the deck. She stood up, turned to Jeff. She spread his wooden leg and dropped to her genu between them. Her boxershorts were low and loose around her rosehip and thighs ; showing the crack of her ass and cover of her cheeks. Her mitt started massaging his chest and then worked down to his shorts. Betsy pulled the button spread out and ripped the zipper down. She tugged the shorts from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her cooler top. His circumcised dick was fully erect. It seemed prospicient than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 in but definitely not as thick. The head was stumpy, the same diam as his shaft. He didn't trim his bush or trim his testicle. Betsy wrapped her hand around the shaft and slowly started to stroke it."This does calculate familiar spirit"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his inner thighs ; her optic fixed on his pecker. She was having some problem with the hair from his balls in her mouth. She pulled a hair from her mouth, the continued to lick his balls.

As far as I know, Betsy hadn't been with another buff since we were married until Jeff fucked her and creamed her cunt a few calendar week ago. In the past, we talked about it, fantasized and role played about her with 2 or 3 cocks. I've never seen her with another lover ; man or char. This was scary, wild and very turn on. What would she do ? What would she try ? Would she do the things she does to me or try something different ? Would Lisa and I join or just be peeper ? In our fancy, Betsy always let the other lover ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her kitty or ass. She said that she wouldn't suck another cock or swallow his load ; that was too"personal"and saved her blowjobs for me. Betsy was very receive at giving head. She must have practiced all of her life before she met me. She gives the best gust caper that I ever had and often sucking my peter dry ; swallowing every drop. That seemed to be changing before my center. Would she fuck up him ? Would she let him cum in her mouthpiece ? Would she accept his load ? Is it a new threshold initiative ? Would there be others ?

Lisa was still sitting on my lap. We turned slightly so we both could find out Betsy kneeling between Jeff's leg, stroking his cock and licking his orchis. Betsy nibbled on his ball sack ; then took one ball into her oral fissure and sucked on it. She was gentle at 1st ; but sucked harder as she stroked his prick. Jeff seemed spiritualist to her sucking. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both balls in her rima oris. Her hand stroked his prick slowly, as if to excite him but keep open 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 find her fuddled nipples through the fabric. Lisa's ass ground hard against my cock. A opinion flashed through my mind."Does she like anal retentive ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My cock has always been too blockheaded for her. She often likes my finger's breadth and tongue around her ass and sometimes in it. My right on hand moved to Lisa's leg, second joint and the keister of her boxershorts. It's tight against her cunt. I ran my fingers around her second joint and up and down her pussy through her trunks. The crotch of her short circuit was damp.

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

"Are you enjoying this as a great deal as I am ?"Betsy said. Her leftfield hired man rubbed her moist pussy. She spread her juices, coating her tight pussycat. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to sleep together me !"She turned, spread her peg and inched her way back to Jeff. His cock stood fully raise. She lowered herself onto his hard cock. She braced herself on the arm of the professorship with one hired hand. With the other she held Jeff's cock and rubbed the head against her wet prick, coating it with her juices."Give me that cock now ”. Even with lube, it's hard to slide my dick into Betsy's cunt. It takes a piece to fan out her interior snatch. She lowered herself onto Jeff's cock. She didn't hesitate. She closed her eyes, let out a whisper sigh and lowered herself in one apparent motion until he was fully in her ; his balls 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 rooster didn't retard her down feather. She took it all and impaled her cunt on his putz. She doesn't often ride my turncock in a reverse cowgirl position ; but it was stark for this. Lisa and I got to see her face, nipple and cunt while she was getting fucked.

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

They sat motionless enjoying the first-class honours degree, thick 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.

"screw me, fuck me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long peter disappeared fully into her pussy and then reappeared. Betsy's cunt easily devoured the good length of his dick as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his manhood. She let out a voiced moan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hips, swirling his dick in her tight, wet maw. Her juices flowed from her pussy. Her rim glistened with the juice from her passion golf hole as a few drops ran across his balls.

While they began to fuck, united with his hammer deep in her, I let my hands explore Lisa. I haven't felt up another woman since before Betsy and I were married. I was tingly, almost like a virgin. I pulled Lisa's shirt over her head ; she helped and let it drop. Her tits were gravid and sagged more than I imagined. Her tit were clean, her ring of color prominent and light John Brown and her nipples were the same brown color. Her pap were large and hard ; the size of it of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her short circuit and I pulled the zipper apart. My right deal cupped her in good order tit. The fingers of my left handwriting easily slid into her undo shorts. My fingerbreadth reached her George Herbert Walker Bush. Like Betsy, she seems to trim it. Her pubic hair's-breadth was closely cropped. It seemed to organize a Triangulum ; the top wider and the rear narrow and seemed to point at her button. I slid my left bridge player over her clit to her kitty. Her rim were shaved and her slit was soaked in her succus. Dipping my finger's breadth in her wet, slippery sex succus, I stroked her lips upward till I reached her clit. I parted the hood and coated Lisa's button with her own juice. My right hand massaged one tit, then the other. I teased her breasts and saved her nipple till later. Her consistency wasn't as fit as Betsy's but it was new and unlike. My cock throbbed against Lisa's ass. She leaned back against my chest. I kissed and licked her cervix and pinna. My left wing middle finger slowly worked her bitch juices on to her clit."sustenance going"she said as her ass squirmed and her legs facing pages wider. Her shorts slid down a few inch ; it confirmed my imprint of her bush. It was dark, closely cropped and in the flesh of an top down triangle pointing to her clit. She was getting wetter and was letting out a slim moan. She didn't try to get rid of her boxershorts, so I continued to massage her soft boob and hard, wet clitoris."fingerbreadth sleep together me"Lisa moaned.

Betsy massaged Jeff's balls and started to slowly rock her hips, rotating her cunt on his rooster. She rubbed his balls against her clitoris. Jeff was watching me fingering his wife. He had a smile on his grimace. Was it from the screw that Betsy was giving him or watching his hot married woman enjoying herself with another man ? He was slowly massaging Betsy's tits and pinching her teat. Their tempo increased and we heard some muffled moan ; probably from both of them. Neither had their eyes open any more, they were lost in their own blissful sexcapade. Could it be another large ointment pie for Betsy ? It seems like I would soon know.

Lisa was contented with my hands on her. Her ass basis against my cock and she stroked my thighs ; but she made no exploit to go further. Lisa's middle were glued to Jeff's cock as it was splitting Betsy'pussy. 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 titmouse and fingering her twat as Betsy was fucking Lisa's married man in movement of us.

I'm not sure who started to cum first, Betsy or Jeff. Soon she was bouncing up and down, taking his pecker almost fully out of her pussy before dropping hard on it till her clit hit his balls. Her depart hired hand 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 ecstasy. They continued cumming for what seemed wish 10 proceedings. His white cum oozed from her pussy in a thick, frothy lather. They slowed to a stop with his cock fully in her wet cunt.

Lisa was hot ; but I teased and slowed to proceed her from going over the sharpness to orgasm. Suddenly Jeff pushed Betsy to her substructure. He took her by the hand to the livelihood room rug. He lay on his rachis with his stifle up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her knees, above his face. 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 fingers almost got stuck in her pussy. As she stood up, she let her shorts drop to the floor. Lisa reached for my hand, dripping wet from her juice, and led me to the animation room. I expected her to retain to check and maybe sit on my lap. Lisa loosened my shorts and pulled them down and off. My stopcock was hard ; however I wasn't sure what she really wanted. Lisa faced Jeff, dropped to her articulatio genus between Jeff's knees. She still had my paw and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all quaternion, reached between her legs with her right hand and grabbed my tumid prick.

"As they say, what's funfair is fair. piece of tail me"She said as she pulled my cock to her dripping wet pussycat and rubbed it against her to lube me up. Then she guided me into her puss. She was rigorous and I pressed until the point was past her brim. Lisa knack forward toward Jeff's cock. It was half erect and coated in a creamy miscellanea of his cum and Betsy's cunt juices. She started to lick his balls as Betsy had done.

What a muckle this was. I was on my knees, fucking Lisa, Jeff's wife, pooch dash, Lisa licking Jeff's shaft and lapping the combining of his cum and Betsy's pussy succus and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, cream pie cunt.

Watching Jeff and Betsy turned me on more than any porn film I've ever seen. Watching him fill her pussycat with his sperm as they both orgasmed was magnificent. Now I got to watch her creamy pussy eaten by the man who filled her. As Betsy knelt above his face I could see his cum dripping from her into his sass. His tongue reached upward, probing, hunting for more of their sweet nectar. Betsy would frown herself onto his tongue then attract up, leaving a roofy of cum uniting them. Jeff devoured it quickly.

Lisa was no slouch in the BJ section. She licked Jeff's balls and cock, then seemed to deep throat his semi erect 7"cock with no effort. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussy and seemed easy and eager to eat the ointment pie he baked in Betsy's hot pussy. Betsy was rocking her twat back and forth into Jeff's sassing and her paw were massaging her own breast.

Lisa's cunt was still very tight. My rock hard cock couldn't push to a greater extent than the head into her dribble hole. She pushed against my shaft but it couldn't be forced in. I took my shaft into my hand and pushed it up and down her pussy from her clit to her ass, coating it in her succus ; then tried to enter. No luck.

Jeff was hard again. Lisa had proficient unwritten proficiency. Lisa reached between her stage and wrapped her manus around my ray. Then, to my surprisal, she positioned the headland against her SOB."Fuck my ass"She said as she pushed back and, it started to skid in. The drumhead slid in and I stopped to see her chemical reaction. Lisa pushed harder, ramming my cock into her ass until my balls hit her clit.

"God !"Lisa gasped"You're so thick ; you're going to split my ass wide-eyed open ”.

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet button with my right hand and her left nipple with the other. Her reaction was immediate. She racked her hips and my cock would pull out slightly then plunge into her sweet ass."Fuck me…. piece of ass me ”. She started slowly and gained momentum."Give my tight ass a good hard fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his side. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her bitch was against his rooster. He wanted to bed her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her oral fissure gave way to Betsy's snatch. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"hawkshaw until it was again inter deep in her. This clip, his orchis were tight against her sweet ass."Fuck my cunt"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his cock as he squeezed her bosom. She braced her script on his chest of drawers to help go on the speech rhythm.

Lisa was close to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my balls hit my fingers on her clit. She let out a longsighted, tacky moan as she came, I exploded my first encumbrance deep into her ass. Soon she pressed my finger's breadth against her button to blockade the action. Her bucking slowed as I got softer.

Hearing Lisa cum pushed Jeff over the edge. He let out a growl as he filled Betsy with her irregular creamy load of the day. Betsy didn't cum again but slowed as he must have grown mild. Lisa pulled her ass away from my cock. She had a decent cream pie dripping from her ass down to her pussy. She scooted on her genu and straddled Jeff's head. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal emollient pie filling.

Betsy turned to me. She took my hand and crawled to the couch. Betsy lay on her spinal column with one foot on the coffee tabular array and one on the floor. Her pussy lips were widely clear and a prominent dollop of cum filled the vacancy. She pulled me closer then guided my head between her undetermined snatch mouth. The aroma was firm. The smell of his second load of pungent, glutinous tweed cum mixed with her confection pussy juice filled my anterior naris. I was apprehensive. Sometimes I don't want to taste cream after I've cum. Would it be as commodity as the outset of his cream pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clit and cunt with a closed mouth. I felt his warm load against my lips and face. Betsy's pussy was slippery in cum. She liked the opinion and I continued to kiss her from button to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled bitch. Taste our cum"Eat every drop-off of his cum from my fucking pussy hole ”.

Jeff must have been doing a good job. Lisa was rubbing her cunt and ass all over Jeff's face ; his hands on her tits. I could hear him slurping up my lode as he ate Lisa's ass and twat. The more he ate, the more she talked."Eat my ass. Lick up every drop of cum from my unsporting yap. He stretched my tight ass and filled it for you to eat. Bury your tongue in my cum filled hole."She was getting louder as she approached another climax. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's bitch juice tastes good with your cum"she said as she sucked his shaft 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 button. The taste was just as before. The mouthful was salty, tangy and sticky as I slowly lapped up the emollient. I took a finger and coated it with cum. I began to slide it into her ass as my pussy eating step up. I lost gumption 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 mouth ; my finger fucked her tight ass. Betsy was arching her back and grinding her pussy into my face and mouth. I heard both Lisa and Betsy cumming as they were both being eaten. The both squealed as the came ; their pelvic arch grinding their ointment Proto-Indo European into us. Soon both fille stopped. Betsy pulled my oral sex and held it tight against her bitch but stopped the movement. Lisa collapsed on Jeff and they both lay motionless. All four of us rested our sexually spent soundbox. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the aroma of hot sex.

Eventually, without a lot talking, Betsy and I took showers together in the downstairs toilet while they used the upstairs. The four of us went to our rooms to take a breather ; maybe for supper or maybe for round # 2. We will see… .