This is the second 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 cunt into a large, sexy cream pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitation was in store for her and us.

It was rainy and very lovesome this by weekend. We spent nearly of the time on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine-colored. No one actually spoke of last weekend. It was almost as if it never happened. Lisa never let on that her husband fucked my married woman. They acted as if it never happened. Jeff didn't even suggestion at the carnal pleasures her had with my wife. I wondered if it was a onetime result, pushed to the back of everyone's thinker. Forever to be thought of only when our minds drifted to those rich, taboo sexual thoughts.

Both girls were braless, wore tankful height and shorts that showed a lot of tanned, aphrodisiac legs. Betsy's top was yellow and topped with pink lace. If she leaned forward, the low neck drooped and you could see her pocket-size but perky bosom. Lisa had a downhearted top. No lace and it was tighter. It didn't droop when she bent over ; but, her nipple made a very well effect. Lisa has shoulder length black hairsbreadth. She is about the same height, 5'5 ”, slightly gruelling and her tits are bombastic than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inches taller than me ; with the Lapplander athletic build but heavier.

The music was well and the beer and wine-colored flowed freely. Eventually I tried to break the sexual tension. As Betsy set over, I made comments about the great survey down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would annotate about Lisa's great point under her shirt to climb on. As the day progressed and the hard drink flowed, we started to name commentary about each other's young lady as well as our own. Both missy played shy at first ; but then played into it and seemed to enjoy giving more chance for comments. As we walked by each early, more brushing and touching took place. low 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 bottleful of wine-coloured. At the counterpunch, as I reached around her to take the bottle, she backed into me. I reached my arms around her to grasp the bottle. She pulled it to her bureau, so my men rested against her titty. With one hand she held the feeding bottle, with the other she took my hand and pushed it into her bosom. She squeezed my right hand so that it squeezed her right tit. I felt her pap as it grew hard. She pulled my mitt 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 peach and listen to the toons. Lisa got up to adjust the radio ; 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 shoulder."Just what I needed, a message from a aphrodisiac madam. 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 crisp ; but settled onto his lap.

"Do I get one too ?"Betsy said. She sat with her back to him ; her branch broadcast outside of his. I immediately thought of the net sentence he was between her branch and of the massive cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said,"of class you get one too"and began to rub Betsy's shoulders.

I sat across the deck and could see and enjoy the unscathed 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 flash. Betsy took another sip of wine-colored as Jeff's helping hand explored more than her shoulder. showtime he moved to her spinal column. After a short while, his custody moved to her side, from under her arms to the exterior of her second joint. Lisa began to kiss and lick Jeff's neck and ear as her hands explored his body. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's script to reach the tip of her second joint and abdomen. Betsy took another sip of wine, closed her eyes and leaned all the way back against Jeff's pectus. All three had their eyes closed, massaging each former to the regular recurrence of the music. Soon Jeff's hands were stroking Betsy's inner thighs ; occasionally gently dragging across her genitals. He kept his correct hand between her branch and slowly moved his exit one to her chest of drawers. He massaged her pep pill pectus, and then let his finger's breadth circle one chest, then the other.

No one said a Bible but everyone's breathing seemed to get profoundly. Lisa could no longer reach Jeff's dresser, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his depart hand worked its magic over her dresser, it slipped under her loose shirt. His hand slowly worked its way up and I could see him draw outlines around her tits with his digit. Betsy was slowly rocking her hips back and forth ; her ass grinding into his crotch. Betsy's drawers were pulled up tight against her pussy. I could see the synopsis of her lips through the slender framework. Jeff's right hired hand stroked the boundary of the thigh where it met her shorts. His hand was less than an inch from her kitty-cat.

I enjoyed the show. 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 stage to my left. This allowed her to stroke my chest and neck. My half erect cock stiffened.

"What's fair is fair"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my right hired man and traced lap from her knee to the top of her drawers with my left field. Lisa reached for her half wide-cut field glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine and placed the void shabu on the table. She turned and kissed me severe on the lips. In a second, her lingua found my sass 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 teat, fully exposing them. He teased and squeezed them. Her mammilla were rock laborious.

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

Jeff's rightfulness helping hand rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two fingers pushed the tenuous short material to the face. He had costless access to her cunt. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full incursion. Betsy's hands were between his legs. Jeff slid humble in the death chair, allowing her entree to his cock. As she slid, Jeff's deal could no longer reach her crotch so he undid the top release of her boxershorts and slid his digit under the cincture. Soon, bit and thirdly buttons were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her bush was cropped into a short landing place strip just above her clit and her rim were shaved. I couldn't severalise how far his fingers reached ; but Betsy was getting hotter and my cock harder watching.

Betsy reached for her wine and took a big gulp. Normally shy, conservative Betsy pulled her tank top completely off and dropped it to the deck. She stood up, turned to Jeff. She spread his legs and dropped to her knees between them. Her shorts were low and informal around her coxa and second joint ; showing the crack of her ass and tops of her cheeks. Her workforce started massaging his chest and then worked down to his boxershorts. Betsy pulled the push button candid and ripped the zipper down. She tugged the shorts from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her tank car top. His circumcised cock was fully tumid. It seemed long than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 in but definitely not as midst. The straits was chunky, the same diameter as his prick. He didn't trim his George Walker Bush or knock off his balls. Betsy wrapped her mitt around the shaft and slowly started to stroke it."This does await familiar"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his inner second joint ; her eye fixed on his peter. 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 lover since we were married until Jeff fucked her and creamed her cunt a few hebdomad ago. In the yesteryear, we talked about it, fantasized and role played about her with 2 or 3 dick. I've never seen her with another lover ; man or woman. This was shivery, wild and very stimulate. What would she do ? What would she try ? Would she do the matter she does to me or try something dissimilar ? Would Lisa and I join or just be peeper ? In our fantasy, Betsy always let the former buff ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her pussy or ass. She said that she wouldn't suck another cock or swallow his freight ; that was too"personal"and saved her cock sucking for me. Betsy was very live at giving head word. She must have practiced all of her living before she met me. She gives the unspoiled blow Book of Job that I ever had and often suction my cock dry ; swallowing every drop. That seemed to be changing before my eyes. Would she blow him ? Would she let him cum in her mouth ? Would she accept his load ? 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 pegleg, stroking his cock and licking his balls. Betsy nibbled on his ball sack ; then took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it. She was gentle at first ; but sucked harder as she stroked his cock. Jeff seemed sensitive to her suck. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both ball in her mouthpiece. Her hand stroked his cock slowly, as if to excite 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 script over her tits. I could feel her stiff nipple through the fabric. Lisa's ass soil hard against my shaft. A thought flashed through my mind."Does she like anal ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My prick has always been too thick for her. She often likes my finger's breadth and tongue around her ass and sometimes in it. My right hand moved to Lisa's ramification, second joint and the underside of her shorts. It's tight against her pussy. I ran my fingers around her thighs and up and down her kitty-cat through her drawers. The genitalia of her short pants was damp.

Betsy stood up and wiggled her ass ; her drawers fell to the deck. She turned to us and flashed us a broad 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 left hand rubbed her moist incision. She spread her juice, coating her compressed pussy. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to sleep with me !"She turned, spread her legs and inched her way back to Jeff. His cock stood fully erect. She lowered herself onto his severely cock. She braced herself on the arm of the professorship with one hand. With the other she held Jeff's dick and rubbed the headspring against her wet pussy, coating it with her juices."Give me that cock now ”. Even with lubricator, it's hard to slew my cock into Betsy's cunt. It takes a patch to scatter her inner twat. 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 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 duplicate length of his pecker didn't slow her down. She took it all and impaled her cunt on his gumshoe. She doesn't often ride my cock in a reverse cowgirl position ; but it was perfect for this. Lisa and I got to see her expression, breast 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 improper ; but very exciting to learn. I stared at Betsy's spread purulent back talk, split wide 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 perspective 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 insight of her hot cunt. Jeff's hands were on her tits ; cupping them. Betsy's heart were fixed on Lisa while her hands were between her legs, holding Jeff's clump.

"ass me, fuck me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long cock disappeared fully into her slit and then reappeared. Betsy's cunt easily devoured the full length of his turncock as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his manhood. She let out a balmy moan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hips, swirling his dick in her tight, wet hole. Her juice flowed from her pussy. Her lips glistened with the juice from her lovemaking maw as a few drop ran across his balls.

While they began to hump, united with his cock deep in her, I let my manus 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 titmouse were turgid and sagged Thomas More than I imagined. Her teat were Andrew D. White, her areolas large and light brown and her teat were the same browned color. Her nipples were large and hard ; the size of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her short pants and I pulled the zip apart. My right hand cupped her right tit. The fingers of my left hired man easily slid into her loosened shorts. My fingers reached her bush. Like Betsy, she seems to trim it. Her pubic hair was closely cropped. It seemed to form a triangle ; the top wider and the bottom narrow and seemed to point at her clit. I slid my left paw over her clitoris to her pussy. Her lips were shaved and her cunt was soaked in her juices. Dipping my fingerbreadth in her wet, slippery sex juice, I stroked her lips upward till I reached her clit. I parted the hood and coated Lisa's clit with her own juices. My right manus massaged one tit, then the other. I teased her boob 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 spike. My will midriff finger's breadth slowly worked her pussy succus on to her clit."sustenance going"she said as her ass squirmed and her stage diffuse wider. Her shorts slid down a few inch ; it confirmed my impression of her Vannevar Bush. It was night, closely cropped and in the mannikin of an upside down triangle pointing to her clit. She was getting surfactant and was letting out a slight moan. She didn't try to absent her shorts, so I continued to massage her soft mamilla and severely, wet clit."fingerbreadth lie with me"Lisa moaned.

Betsy massaged Jeff's orb and started to slowly careen her coxa, rotating her snatch on his cock. She rubbed his musket ball against her clit. Jeff was watching me fingering his wife. He had a smile on his grimace. 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 tits and pinching her nipples. Their tempo increased and we heard some stifle moans ; probably from both of them. Neither had their eyes open any to a greater extent, they were lost in their own blissful sexcapade. Could it be another large pick pie for Betsy ? It seems like I would soon know.

Lisa was content with my hands on her. Her ass ground against my cock and she stroked my thigh ; but she made no cause to go further. Lisa's eyes were glued to Jeff's shaft as it was splitting Betsy'cunt. I hadn't had sex with anyone but Betsy in over 30 years. However, I was content with this new experience. I was massaging Lisa's tits and fingering her cunt 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 shaft almost fully out of her kitty before dropping hard on it till her clit hit his orchis. Her left mitt rubbed her clit back and forth. Her veracious mitt 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 pussycat in a thick, frothy lather. They slowed to a stop with his tool fully in her wet cunt.

Lisa was hot ; but I teased and slowed to keep her from going over the border to orgasm. Suddenly Jeff pushed Betsy to her feet. He took her by the hand to the livelihood room rug. He lay on his back with his knees up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her stifle, above his face. This workweek 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 snatch. As she stood up, she let her shorts drop-off to the storey. Lisa reached for my handwriting, dripping wet from her succus, and led me to the support room. I expected her to cover to follow 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 between Jeff's knees. She still had my hired hand and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all fours, reached between her legs with her right handwriting and grabbed my tumid cock.

"As they say, what's fair is comely. Fuck me"She said as she pulled my hammer to her dripping wet snatch and rubbed it against her to lubricate me up. Then she guided me into her snatch. She was slopped and I pressed until the headway was past her lips. Lisa bent forward toward Jeff's cock. It was one-half erect and coated in a creamy mixture of his cum and Betsy's cunt juices. She started to lick his Ball as Betsy had done.

What a sight this was. I was on my human knee, fucking Lisa, Jeff's wife, doggie style, Lisa licking Jeff's cock and lapping the combination of his cum and Betsy's purulent juice and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, cream pie cunt.

Watching Jeff and Betsy turned me on more than any erotica moving picture I've ever seen. Watching him satisfy her pussy 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 mouth. His tongue reached upward, probing, hunting for more of their sweet nectar. Betsy would depress herself onto his tongue then pull up, leaving a R-2 of cum uniting them. Jeff devoured it quickly.

Lisa was no slouch in the BJ department. She licked Jeff's balls and putz, then seemed to deep throat his tractor trailer erect 7"cock with no effort. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussycat and seemed well-to-do and eager to eat the emollient pie he baked in Betsy's hot snatch. Betsy was rocking her cunt back and forth into Jeff's lip and her hired hand were massaging her own tits.

Lisa's pussy was still very tight. My rock difficult putz couldn't push More than the head into her dripping hole. She pushed against my dick but it couldn't be forced in. I took my cock into my hired hand and pushed it up and down her pussy from her clitoris to her ass, coating it in her juices ; then tried to enter. No luck.

Jeff was hard again. Lisa had good oral technique. Lisa reached between her legs and wrapped her handwriting around my shaft. Then, to my surprise, she positioned the head against her motherfucker."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 reaction. Lisa pushed harder, ramming my cock into her ass until my Lucille Ball hit her clitoris.

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

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet clit with my good hired hand and her left nipple with the former. Her response was quick. She racked her pelvic girdle and my hammer would pull out out slightly then plunge into her sweet ass."fuck me…. screwing me ”. She started slowly and gained momentum."Give my sozzled ass a just hard fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his cheek. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her cunt was against his cock. He wanted to get it on her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her mouth gave way to Betsy's snatch. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"shaft until it was again buried deep in her. This time, his clod were tight against her sweet ass."piece of tail my cunt"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his cock as he squeezed her knocker. She braced her hands on his chest to help keep the rhythm.

Lisa was close to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my bollock hit my fingerbreadth on her clitoris. She let out a long, aloud moan as she came, I exploded my first consignment deep into her ass. Soon she pressed my digit against her clit to stop the action. Her bucking slowed as I got softer.

hearing Lisa cum pushed Jeff over the bound. He let out a growl as he filled Betsy with her secondly 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 nice cream pie dripping from her ass down to her snatch. She scooted on her knees and straddled Jeff's header. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal cream pie filling.

Betsy turned to me. She took my hand and crawled to the couch. Betsy lay on her back with one groundwork on the coffee table and one on the floor. Her slit lips were wide open and a heavy dollop of cum filled the void. She pulled me closer then guided my head between her overt puss lips. The scent was inviolable. The odor of his bit incumbrance of pungent, viscous White cum amalgamate with her sugariness twat juice filled my nostrils. I was apprehensive. Sometimes I don't want to taste emollient after I've cum. Would it be as in force as the foremost of his cream pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clit and pussy with a conclude backtalk. I felt his warm encumbrance against my lips and face. Betsy's cunt was slippery in cum. She liked the touch and I continued to buss her from clitoris to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled cunt. Taste our cum"Eat every drop of his cum from my fucking pussy jam ”.

Jeff must feature been doing a good job. Lisa was rubbing her pussy and ass all over Jeff's face ; his hired man on her tits. I could hear him slurping up my encumbrance as he ate Lisa's ass and pussy. The more he ate, the more she talked."Eat my ass. Lick up every bead of cum from my muddied 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 coming. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's cunt juice tastes safe with your cum"she said as she sucked his rooster trench in her throat.

I could see Lisa's ass and snatch as Jeff ate her out. I opened my lip and licked Betsy's cum soaked button. The taste was just as before. The taste was salty, tangy and sticky as I slowly lapped up the ointment. I took a finger and coated it with cum. I began to slide it into her ass as my pussy eating intensified. I lost sense of what I was doing. I started to eat her cream pie like a starving man. I didn't just tug the cum against her heart-to-heart puss ; I gulped the cum and sucked on her clit and backtalk ; my fingerbreadth fucked her crocked ass. Betsy was arching her backbone and grinding her twat into my face and sassing. I heard both Lisa and Betsy cumming as they were both being eaten. The both squealed as the came ; their hip joint grinding their emollient PIE into us. Soon both girls stopped. Betsy pulled my fountainhead 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 soundbox. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the fragrance 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 rooms to rest ; maybe for supper or maybe for stave # 2. We will see… .