This is the secondly in a series of floor. To fully appreciate this one, I suggest you read the first Betsy's Creampie - Rewritten.

Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again last weekend. A few weeks ago, Jeff had turned Betsy's pussy into a magnanimous, aphrodisiacal emollient pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in depot for her and us.

It was rainy and very warmly this past times weekend. We spent near of the fourth dimension on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine. No one actually spoke of last weekend. It was almost as if it never happened. Lisa never let on that her husband fucked my wife. They acted as if it never happened. Jeff didn't even hint at the carnal pleasures her had with my married woman. I wondered if it was a sometime event, pushed to the spinal column of everyone's mind. Forever to be thought of only when our brain drifted to those abstruse, taboo sexual thoughts.

Both girls were braless, wore tank acme and short that showed a lot of tanned, sexy ramification. Betsy's top was lily-livered and topped with pink lacing. If she leaned forward, the low neck drooped and you could see her small but perky tits. Lisa had a blue top. No lace and it was tighter. It didn't droop when she bent over ; but, her nipples made a ticket impression. Lisa has shoulder length black tomentum. She is about the like height, 5'5 ”, slightly fleshy and her tits are enceinte than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inches taller than me ; with the same athletic figure but heavier.

The euphony was full and the beer and wine flowed freely. Eventually I tried to go the sexual tensity. As Betsy hang over, I made input about the majuscule thought down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would comment about Lisa's slap-up bill under her shirt to go up on. As the day progressed and the booze flowed, we started to induce comments about each other's girls as well as our own. Both young lady played shy at first of all ; but then played into it and seemed to enjoy giving more opportunity for commentary. As we walked by each early, more brushing and touching took place. outset it was Jeff and Lisa, then Betsy and me. Soon Betsy and Lisa seemed to look for hazard to sweep 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 arms around her to grasp the bottleful. She pulled it to her chest, so my hands rested against her mammilla. With one hand she held the bottleful, with the other she took my hand and pushed it into her tit. She squeezed my right helping hand so that it squeezed her mightily tit. I felt her mamilla as it grew hard. She pulled my helping 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 talk and listen to the cartoon. Lisa got up to adjust the radio ; Betsy walked over and picked up a home base of check from the table. Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to knead his shoulder."Just what I needed, a substance from a sexy lady. Does it come with a glad 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 leg spread outside of his. I immediately thought of the last time he was between her wooden leg and of the massive cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said,"of course you get one too"and began to rub Betsy's shoulders.

I sat across the deck and could see and enjoy the unharmed display. Lisa's paw wandered down his breast and she rubbed with one script 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 shoulder. showtime he moved to her binding. After a curtly patch, his hand moved to her sides, from under her weapon system to the exterior of her second joint. Lisa began to kiss and cream Jeff's neck and spike as her bridge player explored his body. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's hands to pass the tops of her thighs and stomach. Betsy took another sip of wine, closed her heart and leaned all the way back against Jeff's breast. All three had their eyes closed, massaging each former to the calendar method of the music. Soon Jeff's bridge player were stroking Betsy's inner thighs ; occasionally gently dragging across her crotch. He kept his right hand between her stage and slowly moved his will one to her chest. He massaged her upper berth pectus, and then let his digit circle one boob, then the other.

No one said a word but everyone's ventilation seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer reach Jeff's breast, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his depart hand worked its magic over her chest, it slipped under her loose shirt. His hand slowly worked its way up and I could see him draw abstract around her tits with his fingers. Betsy was slowly rocking her rose hip back and Forth ; her ass grinding into his fork. Betsy's shorts were pulled up tight against her pussy. I could see the lineation of her sass through the slenderize material. Jeff's right helping hand stroked the edge of the thigh where it met her shorts. His manus was less than an in from her pussy.

I enjoyed the appearance. Lisa must have 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 hand. This allowed her to stroke my thorax and neck. My half put up cock stiffened.

"What's fair is fair"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my decent manus and traced circles from her knee to the top of her boxershorts with my left field. Lisa reached for her one-half full glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine-coloured and placed the evacuate glass on the table. She turned and kissed me hard on the mouth. In a moment, her clapper found my mouth and tongue. 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 tits, fully exposing them. He teased and squeezed them. Her nipples were rock firmly.

Betsy pushed harder into him ; her ass primer coat against his cock."This flavour familiar ; I wonder where have I felt this before ?"She said wistfully.

Jeff's right mitt rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two finger pushed the flimsy curt material to the side. He had destitute accession to her pussy. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full penetration. Betsy's manus were between his branch. Jeff slid crushed in the electric chair, allowing her approach to his cock. As she slid, Jeff's manus could no longer reach her crotch so he undid the top button of her shorts and slid his fingers under the waistband. Soon, second and third clitoris were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her bush was cropped into a short landing place landing strip just above her button and her brim were shaved. I couldn't tell how far his fingers reached ; but Betsy was getting hotter and my peter harder watching.

Betsy reached for her vino and took a big gulp. 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 human knee between them. Her short pants were low and easy around her hip and thighs ; showing the crack cocaine of her ass and tops of her nerve. Her handwriting started massaging his thorax and then worked down to his shorts. Betsy pulled the button open and ripped the slide fastener down. She tugged the underdrawers from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her tank top. His circumcised cock was fully erect. It seemed longsighted than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 inch but definitely not as thick. The head was low-set, the same diameter as his shaft. He didn't trim down his bush or shave his Lucille Ball. Betsy wrapped her handwriting around the beam of light and slowly started to stroke it."This does look familiar"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his inner second joint ; her eyes fixed on his dick. She was having some problem with the hair from his testicle in her mouth. She pulled a hair from her mouth, the continued to bat 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 weeks ago. In the preceding, we talked about it, fantasized and character played about her with 2 or 3 cocks. I've never seen her with another devotee ; man or woman. This was shivery, wilderness and very exciting. What would she do ? What would she try ? Would she do the thing she does to me or try something different ? Would Lisa and I join or just be voyeurs ? In our fantasies, Betsy always let the early buff ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her pussycat 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 experienced at giving nous. She must take in practiced all of her lifetime before she met me. She gives the in force snow line of work that I ever had and often sucks my shaft dry ; swallowing every drop curtain. That seemed to be changing before my eyes. Would she bollix up him ? Would she let him cum in her mouth ? Would she get down his payload ? Is it a new door first step ? Would there be others ?

Lisa was still sitting on my lap. We turned slightly so we both could watch Betsy kneeling between Jeff's stage, stroking his rooster and licking his balls. Betsy nibbled on his egg chemise ; then took one orchis into her sass and sucked on it. She was gentle at first ; but sucked harder as she stroked his beam. Jeff seemed sensitive to her suck. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both orb in her mouth. Her paw stroked his shaft slowly, as if to turn on him but keep him from cumming. I waited to see if and how she would suckle his cock.

Lisa turned and straddled my wooden leg with her back to me as Betsy had sat on Jeff's. Taking a cue from them I ran my hands over her mamilla. I could feel her stiff nipples through the material. Lisa's ass dry land hard against my rooster. A opinion flashed through my brain."Does she like anal retentive ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My prick has always been too thick for her. She often likes my fingers and glossa around her ass and sometimes in it. My compensate manus moved to Lisa's legs, thighs and the bum of her shorts. It's tight against her cunt. I ran my fingers around her second joint and up and down her pussy through her shorts. The crotch of her shorts was damp.

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

"Are you enjoying this as much as I am ?"Betsy said. Her give deal rubbed her moist slit. She spread her juice, coating her tight pussy. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to fuck me !"She turned, spread her pegleg and inched her way back to Jeff. His cock stood fully upright. She lowered herself onto his hard stopcock. She braced herself on the arm of the chair with one hand. With the other she held Jeff's cock and rubbed the head against her wet scratch, coating it with her juice."pay me that cock now ”. Even with lube, it's hard to slide my cock into Betsy's cunt. It takes a while to spread her interior cunt. 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 balls tight to her button. Maybe because his cock wasn't as midst 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 cock didn't decelerate her down. She took it all and impaled her pussy on his gumshoe. She doesn't often ride my cock in a reverse cowgirl attitude ; but it was gross for this. Lisa and I got to see her aspect, tits and cunt while she was getting fucked.

It's not often that a man can view another man fuck his own wife. There was something perversely wrong ; but very turn on to learn. I stared at Betsy's bedspread slit lips, split all-inclusive by Jeff's throbbing phallus. 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 surd. Any shyness she ever had disappeared.

They sat motionless enjoying the first, bass penetration of her hot cunt. Jeff's hands were on her titty ; cupping them. Betsy's eyes were fixed on Lisa while her hired hand were between her leg, holding Jeff's glob.

"Fuck me, fuck me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long cock disappeared fully into her pussy and then reappeared. Betsy's cunt easily devoured the full length of his hammer as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his humanness. She let out a piano moan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hip joint, swirling his dick in her tight, wet pickle. Her juice flowed from her pussycat. Her sassing glistened with the juice from her love pickle as a few dip ran across his balls.

While they began to fuck, united with his turncock deep in her, I let my men 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 bosom were larger and sagged Thomas More than I imagined. Her pap were white, her ring of color large and scant brown and her nipples were the same Brown colouring. Her nipples were large and operose ; the size of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her underdrawers and I pulled the slide fastener apart. My proper hand cupped her right tit. The fingers of my impart mitt easily slid into her loosened short pants. My finger's breadth reached her bush. Like Betsy, she seems to trim it. Her pubic hair's-breadth was closely cropped. It seemed to form a triangle ; the top wider and the underside narrow and seemed to point at her clit. I slid my left hand over her clit to her puss. Her sassing were shaved and her cunt was soaked in her juices. Dipping my finger in her wet, slippery sex succus, I stroked her lips up cashbox I reached her clit. I parted the lens hood and coated Lisa's clitoris with her own succus. My right hand massaged one tit, then the other. I teased her breasts and saved her nipples till later. Her torso 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 cervix and auricle. My left middle finger slowly worked her bitch juice on to her clitoris."Keep going"she said as her ass squirmed and her legs spread wider. Her shorts slid down a few inch ; it confirmed my impression of her shrub. It was grim, closely prune and in the form of an upper side down triangle pointing to her clit. She was getting wetter and was letting out a fragile moan. She didn't try to off her short circuit, so I continued to massage her soft tits and hard, wet clit."Finger fuck me"Lisa moaned.

Betsy massaged Jeff's balls and started to slowly sway her pelvic girdle, rotating her cunt on his cock. She rubbed his globe against her clitoris. Jeff was watching me fingering his married woman. He had a smile on his face. Was it from the fucking that Betsy was giving him or watching his hot married woman enjoying herself with another man ? He was slowly massaging Betsy's tit and pinching her nipples. Their tempo increased and we heard some stifle groan ; probably from both of them. Neither had their optic open any Sir Thomas 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 depicted object with my hands on her. Her ass ground against my cock and she stroked my thighs ; but she made no effort to go further. Lisa's eyes were glued to Jeff's cock as it was splitting Betsy'cunt. I hadn't had sex with anyone but Betsy in over 30 geezerhood. However, I was substance with this new experience. I was massaging Lisa's breast and fingering her slit as Betsy was fucking Lisa's husband in front of us.

I'm not sure who started to cum first, Betsy or Jeff. Soon she was bouncing up and down, taking his cock almost fully out of her puss before dropping hard on it till her button hit his formal. Her left hand rubbed her clit back and Forth River. Her powerful helping hand steadied herself and she bounced faster and faster. Soon they were both cumming hard in noisy ecstasy. They continued cumming for what seemed corresponding 10 minutes. His white cum oozed from her pussy in a thick, frothy lather. They slowed to a occlusion with his stopcock 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 feet. He took her by the hand to the living room rug. He lay on his spine with his knees up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her knees, above his aspect. This week he was going to feast on her ointment pie. Lisa and I could barely see them. Lisa leaned forward and stood up. My finger's breadth almost got stuck in her pussy. As she stood up, she let her short drop to the story. Lisa reached for my hand, dripping wet from her juices, and led me to the living way. I expected her to continue to observe and maybe sit on my lap. Lisa loosened my shorts and pulled them down and off. My cock was hard ; however I wasn't sure what she really wanted. Lisa faced Jeff, dropped to her knee joint between Jeff's human knee. She still had my hand and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all 4, reached between her legs with her right paw and grabbed my upright hammer.

"As they say, what's bazaar is fair. Fuck me"She said as she pulled my cock to her dripping wet pussy and rubbed it against her to lube me up. Then she guided me into her snatch. She was tight and I pressed until the head was past her backtalk. Lisa knack forward toward Jeff's cock. It was half erect and coated in a creamy assortment of his cum and Betsy's cunt juices. She started to lick his clod as Betsy had done.

What a sight this was. I was on my articulatio genus, fucking Lisa, Jeff's married woman, doggie style, Lisa licking Jeff's cock and lapping the combination of his cum and Betsy's snatch succus and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, cream pie cunt.

observance Jeff and Betsy turned me on more than any porno movie I've ever seen. Watching him fill her pussycat with his sperm as they both orgasmed was magnificent. Now I got to observe her creamy snatch eaten by the man who filled her. As Betsy knelt above his brass I could see his cum dripping from her into his mouth. His natural language reached upward, probing, hunting for more of their odoriferous ambrosia. Betsy would get down herself onto his natural language then pull up, leaving a rope of cum uniting them. Jeff devoured it quickly.

Lisa was no slouch in the BJ department. She licked Jeff's balls and hammer, then seemed to deep throat his semi erect 7"cock with no effort. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussy and seemed well-situated and eager to eat the cream pie he baked in Betsy's hot snatch. Betsy was rocking her pussy back and Forth River into Jeff's mouth and her hands were massaging her own tits.

Lisa's snatch was still very tight. My rock-and-roll operose cock couldn't get-up-and-go Sir Thomas More than the brain into her dripping hole. She pushed against my dick but it couldn't be forced in. I took my stopcock into my hired man and pushed it up and down her pussy from her clit to her ass, coating it in her juices ; then tried to enter. No luck.

Jeff was hard again. Lisa had good oral exam technique. Lisa reached between her stage and wrapped her mitt around my quill. Then, to my surprise, she positioned the head against her asshole."shtup my ass"She said as she pushed back and, it started to slide in. The head slid in and I stopped to see her chemical reaction. 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 split my ass wide spread out ”.

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet clit with my redress hand and her left tit with the former. Her reaction was straightaway. She racked her articulatio coxae and my cock would displume out slightly then plunge into her sweet ass."shtup me…. Fuck me ”. She started slowly and gained momentum."Give my taut ass a good hard fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his face. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her cunt was against his cock. He wanted to sleep with her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her back talk gave way to Betsy's grab. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"gumshoe until it was again buried deep in her. This prison term, his balls were pixilated against her unfermented ass."Fuck my cunt"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his cock as he squeezed her tits. She braced her hands on his dresser to help oneself keep the rhythm method of birth control.

Lisa was near to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my Ball hit my fingers on her button. She let out a long, loud moan as she came, I exploded my maiden cargo trench into her ass. Soon she pressed my finger's breadth against her clit to stop the military action. Her bucking slowed as I got softer.

auditory modality Lisa cum pushed Jeff over the edge. He let out a growl as he filled Betsy with her endorsement creamy load of the day. Betsy didn't cum again but slowed as he must have grown softer. Lisa pulled her ass away from my cock. She had a skillful cream pie dripping from her ass down to her pussy. She scooted on her articulatio genus and straddled Jeff's nous. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal cream pie filling.

Betsy turned to me. She took my hand and crawled to the lounge. Betsy lay on her back with one foot on the coffee table and one on the floor. Her pussy lips were widely receptive and a orotund dollop of cum filled the void. She pulled me closer then guided my head between her open snatch brim. The aroma was strong. The flavor of his irregular burden of pungent, sticky lily-white cum mix with her sweet slit juice filled my nostrils. I was worried. Sometimes I don't want to taste ointment after I've cum. Would it be as skillful as the first of his cream pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clit and puss with a closed backtalk. I felt his warm load against my lips and face. Betsy's cunt was slippery in cum. She liked the intuitive feeling and I continued to kiss her from clit to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled cunt. taste our cum"Eat every drop of his cum from my fucking cunt hole ”.

Jeff must have been doing a serious job. Lisa was rubbing her cunt and ass all over Jeff's face ; his workforce 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 bemire pickle. He stretched my squiffy ass and filled it for you to eat. Bury your tongue in my cum filled hole."She was getting louder as she approached another orgasm. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's puss juice sense of taste unspoilt with your cum"she said as she sucked his cock deep in her throat.

I could see Lisa's ass and snatch as Jeff ate her out. I opened my sass and licked Betsy's cum soaked clit. The taste was just as before. The taste perception was salty, tangy and sticky as I slowly lapped up the ointment. I took a finger and coated it with cum. I began to slither it into her ass as my pussy eating intensified. I lost sense of what I was doing. I started to eat her ointment pie like a starving man. I didn't just crowd the cum against her open pussy ; I gulped the cum and sucked on her clitoris and backtalk ; my finger fucked her sloshed ass. Betsy was arching her rachis and grinding her pussy into my aspect and mouth. 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 brain and held it tight against her cunt but stopped the movement. Lisa collapsed on Jeff and they both lay motionless. All four of us rested our sexually spent trunk. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the sweetness of hot sex.

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