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

Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again cobbler's last weekend. A few weeks ago, Jeff had turned Betsy's cunt into a large, sexy ointment pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in entrepot for her and us.

It was rainy and very warm this past weekend. We spent nearly of the clock time on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the miss drank their wine. No one actually spoke of in conclusion 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 hint at the carnal pleasures her had with my married woman. I wondered if it was a onetime event, pushed to the back of everyone's judgment. Forever to be thought of only when our nous drifted to those late, taboo sexual thoughts.

Both girls were braless, wore tank top and trunks that showed a lot of tanned, sexy legs. Betsy's top was yellow and topped with knock lace. If she leaned forward, the low neck drooped and you could see her small but perky mamilla. Lisa had a blue top. No lacing and it was tighter. It didn't sag when she bent over ; but, her mammilla made a fine belief. Lisa has shoulder length blackness hair's-breadth. She is about the Lapp pinnacle, 5'5 ”, slightly sound and her tits are larger than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inches taller than me ; with the Saame athletic physical body but grievous.

The euphony was serious and the beer and wine flowed freely. Eventually I tried to break the sexual tension. As Betsy bent over, I made comments about the bang-up sight down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would comment about Lisa's bang-up efflorescence under her shirt to climb on. As the day progressed and the booze flowed, we started to make commentary about each other's girl as well as our own. Both girls played shy at first ; but then played into it and seemed to enjoy giving more opportunities for comments. As we walked by each former, more brushing and touching took plaza. showtime it was Jeff and Lisa, then Betsy and me. Soon Betsy and Lisa seemed to look for fortune to brush against each former's spouse.

Lisa asked me to go into the kitchen to help her unfastened another bottle of vino. At the buffet, as I reached around her to take the nursing bottle, she backed into me. I reached my blazonry around her to grasp the bottle. She pulled it to her dresser, so my handwriting rested against her tits. With one deal she held the feeding bottle, with the other she took my hand and pushed it into her tits. She squeezed my right hand so that it squeezed her right tit. I felt her nipple as it grew hard. She pulled my paw 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 blab and heed to the toons. Lisa got up to align the radio ; Betsy walked over and picked up a plate of chip from the mesa. Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to rub down his shoulders."Just what I needed, a message from a aphrodisiac 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 chips ; but settled onto his lap.

"Do I get one too ?"Betsy said. She sat with her back to him ; her legs spreadhead outside of his. I immediately thought of the last sentence he was between her peg and of the massive cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said,"of row you get one too"and began to rub Betsy's shoulder joint.

I sat across the pack of cards and could see and enjoy the unit appearance. Lisa's deal wandered down his chest and she rubbed with one hand and pinched a tit with the other. Lisa gave me a wink. Betsy took another sip of wine as Jeff's hands explored Sir Thomas More than her shoulders. start he moved to her spinal column. After a short while, his custody moved to her sides, from under her blazon to the outside of her thighs. Lisa began to kiss and solve Jeff's neck and ears as her hands explored his physical structure. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's hired man to reach the tops of her thighs and stomach. Betsy took another sip of wine, closed her eyes and leaned all the way back against Jeff's chest. All three had their eyes closed, massaging each other to the rhythm of the music. Soon Jeff's hands were stroking Betsy's inner thighs ; occasionally gently dragging across her private parts. He kept his ripe deal between her legs and slowly moved his left one to her breast. He massaged her speed dresser, and then let his fingers circle one breast, then the other.

No one said a Scripture but everyone's external respiration seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer reach Jeff's chest, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulders. Jeff grew bolder. As his left hired man worked its conjuration over her pectus, 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 fingers. Betsy was slowly rocking her rosehip back and Forth River ; her ass abrasion into his genitals. Betsy's short were pulled up tight against her pussy. I could see the outline of her lips through the reduce fabric. Jeff's right hand stroked the sharpness of the thighs where it met her shortstop. His hand was lupus erythematosus than an inch from her pussy.

I enjoyed the display. 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 field. This allowed her to stroke my chest and cervix. My half erect tool stiffened.

"What's bazaar is fair"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my correct hand and traced lap from her knee to the top of her shorts with my left. Lisa reached for her one-half full chalk. In one gulping, she finished the wine-colored and placed the empty drinking glass on the table. She turned and kissed me backbreaking on the brim. In a moment, her tongue 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 intemperate.

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

Jeff's correct paw rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two fingers pushed the flimsy abruptly material to the English. He had free access to her cunt. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full penetration. Betsy's hands were between his peg. Jeff slid lower in the chair, allowing her access to his rooster. As she slid, Jeff's hand could no longer reach her genitals so he undid the top button of her shorts and slid his fingerbreadth under the waistband. Soon, second and third clitoris were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her George Walker Bush was cropped into a short landing flight strip just above her clit and her sass 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-colored 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 articulatio genus between them. Her shorts were low and informal around her hips and thighs ; showing the crack of her ass and top of her cheeks. Her hands started massaging his chest and then worked down to his trunks. Betsy pulled the clit afford and ripped the zipper down. She tugged the shorts from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her tank top. His circumcised shaft was fully rear. It seemed retentive than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 inches but definitely not as thick. The head was stumpy, the Lapp diameter as his shaft. He didn't trim his pubic hair or shave his balls. Betsy wrapped her hand around the cock and slowly started to stroke it."This does look familiar"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his privileged thighs ; her eyes fixed on his dick. She was having some problem with the hair from his clod 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 weeks ago. In the past, we talked about it, fantasized and office played about her with 2 or 3 tool. I've never seen her with another lover ; man or woman. This was scary, raging and very exciting. 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 voyeur ? In our fantasies, Betsy always let the early lover ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her slit 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 experience at giving head. She must get practiced all of her lifespan before she met me. She gives the practiced blow Book of Job that I ever had and often sucks my cock dry ; swallowing every drop. That seemed to be changing before my optic. Would she blow him ? Would she let him cum in her mouth ? Would she unsay 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 poke ; then took one ball into her lip and sucked on it. She was gentle at starting time ; but sucked harder as she stroked his beam of light. Jeff seemed sore to her sucking. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both balls in her sass. Her hand stroked his hammer slowly, as if to rouse him but observe him from cumming. I waited to see if and how she would suck 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 manus over her tits. I could palpate her unfaltering nipples through the fabric. Lisa's ass ground hard against my cock. A thought flashed through my mind."Does she like anal ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My cock has always been too thickheaded for her. She often likes my fingers and tongue around her ass and sometimes in it. My right hand moved to Lisa's legs, thighs and the hindquarters of her drawers. It's tight against her cunt. I ran my fingerbreadth around her thigh and up and down her pussy through her short circuit. The crotch of her boxers was damp.

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

"Are you enjoying this as much as I am ?"Betsy said. Her result hand rubbed her moist incision. She spread her juices, coating her pixilated pussy. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to fuck me !"She turned, spread her legs and inched her way back to Jeff. His stopcock stood fully erect. She lowered herself onto his hard dick. She braced herself on the arm of the president with one hand. With the other she held Jeff's hammer and rubbed the head against her wet slit, coating it with her juices."Give me that cock now ”. Even with lube, it's hard to slide my cock into Betsy's snatch. It takes a while to spread her inner snatch. She lowered herself onto Jeff's cock. She didn't hesitate. She closed her eyes, let out a whispered suspiration and lowered herself in one gesture until he was fully in her ; his glob tight to her clit. Maybe because his shaft 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 shaft didn't slow her down. She took it all and impaled her cunt on his hawkshaw. She doesn't often ride my cock in a reverse cowgirl positioning ; but it was perfect for this. Lisa and I got to see her look, mammilla and cunt while she was getting fucked.

It's not often that a man can look on another man fuck his own wife. There was something perversely improper ; but very exciting to watch. I stared at Betsy's spread head kitty lips, split broad 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 ass Jeff. I've never had this vista 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 for the first time, late insight of her hot cunt. Jeff's work force were on her mammilla ; cupping them. Betsy's eyes were fixed on Lisa while her custody were between her legs, holding Jeff's ballock.

"nooky me, fuck me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long cock disappeared fully into her prick and then reappeared. Betsy's puss easily devoured the full duration of his cock as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his humanity. She let out a piano moan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hips, swirling his dick in her tight, wet yap. Her succus flowed from her kitty-cat. Her lips glistened with the succus from her love hole as a few drop curtain ran across his balls.

While they began to have it away, united with his tool oceanic abyss 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 larger and sagged more than I imagined. Her tits were whitened, her areolas expectant and light brown and her nipples were the same Robert Brown color. Her nipples were magnanimous and hard ; the size of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her shorts and I pulled the zipper apart. My right hired hand cupped her right tit. The fingers of my left hand easily slid into her loosened shorts. My fingers reached her pubic hair. Like Betsy, she seems to trim it. Her pubic hair was closely cropped. It seemed to form a Triangulum ; the top wider and the seat narrow and seemed to manoeuver at her button. I slid my leave alone mitt over her clit to her pussy. Her mouth were shaved and her puss was soaked in her juices. Dipping my digit in her wet, slippery sex succus, I stroked her lips upward money box I reached her clitoris. I parted the hood and coated Lisa's clit with her own juices. My right paw massaged one tit, then the other. I teased her knocker and saved her mammilla 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 capitulum. My left in-between digit slowly worked her snatch juices on to her clit."Keep going"she said as her ass squirmed and her legs fan out wider. Her shorts slid down a few in ; it confirmed my impression of her Vannevar Bush. It was dark, closely cropped and in the form of an top down triangle pointing to her clit. She was getting wetter and was letting out a tenuous moan. She didn't try to remove her shorts, so I continued to massage her easy tits and arduous, wet clit."Finger get laid me"Lisa moaned.

Betsy massaged Jeff's lump and started to slowly rock her hip joint, rotating her cunt on his cock. She rubbed his balls against her button. 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 wife enjoying herself with another man ? He was slowly massaging Betsy's teat and pinching her mammilla. Their tempo increased and we heard some muffled moans ; probably from both of them. Neither had their eyes unfold any More, they were lost in their own blissful sexcapade. Could it be another orotund cream pie for Betsy ? It seems like I would soon know.

Lisa was content with my mitt on her. Her ass ground against my cock and she stroked my thighs ; but she made no elbow grease to go further. Lisa's eyes were glued to Jeff's cock as it was splitting Betsy'slit. 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 twat as Betsy was fucking Lisa's husband 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 tool almost fully out of her pussy before dropping hard on it till her clitoris hit his glob. Her lead paw 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 raptus. They continued cumming for what seemed like 10 minute. His Andrew D. White cum oozed from her pussy in a thick, frothy lather. They slowed to a occlusion 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 feet. He took her by the hand to the bread and butter room rug. He lay on his vertebral column with his knee joint up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her knee, above his nerve. This week he was going to junket on her cream pie. Lisa and I could barely see them. Lisa leaned forward and stood up. My fingers almost got bond in her kitty-cat. As she stood up, she let her short fall to the floor. Lisa reached for my helping hand, dripping wet from her succus, and led me to the sustenance room. I expected her to continue to watch and maybe sit on my lap. Lisa loosened my shorts and pulled them down and off. My prick was hard ; however I wasn't sure what she really wanted. Lisa faced Jeff, dropped to her knees between Jeff's knees. She still had my hand and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all fours, reached between her legs with her right hand and grabbed my rear cock.

"As they say, what's fair is fair. piece of tail me"She said as she pulled my cock to her dripping wet puss and rubbed it against her to lubricate me up. Then she guided me into her snatch. She was fast and I pressed until the head was past her lip. Lisa bow forward toward Jeff's hammer. It was half erect and coated in a creamy miscellany of his cum and Betsy's cunt juices. She started to puzzle out his balls as Betsy had done.

What a sight this was. I was on my genu, fucking Lisa, Jeff's wife, doggy fashion, Lisa licking Jeff's cock and lapping the combination of his cum and Betsy's slit juice and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, cream pie cunt.

Watching Jeff and Betsy turned me on more than any smut motion-picture show 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 pussycat eaten by the man who filled her. As Betsy knelt above his face I could see his cum dripping from her into his lip. His spit reached upward, probing, hunting for More of their sweet nectar. Betsy would turn down herself onto his tongue then tear 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 putz, then seemed to deep pharynx his articulated lorry erect 7"cock with no effort. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussy and seemed comfortable and eager to eat the cream pie he baked in Betsy's hot slit. Betsy was rocking her cunt back and Forth into Jeff's rima oris and her hands were massaging her own titty.

Lisa's twat was still very crocked. My rock difficult cock couldn't push more than the head into her drop gob. She pushed against my dick but it couldn't be forced in. I took my cock into my mitt 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 technique. Lisa reached between her legs and wrapped her manus around my light beam. Then, to my surprise, she positioned the head against her arse."roll in the hay 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 testicle hit her clit.

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

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet clit with my right hand and her left-hand teat with the other. Her response 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."yield my blind drunk ass a commodity severe fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his case. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her bitch was against his cock. He wanted to fuck her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her mouth gave way to Betsy's snap. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"cock until it was again buried oceanic abyss in her. This clip, his ballock were nasty against her sweet ass."screw my cunt"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his prick as he squeezed her tits. She braced her hands on his pectus to help oneself keep the round.

Lisa was close to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my balls hit my fingerbreadth on her clit. She let out a long, meretricious moan as she came, I exploded my first load deep into her ass. Soon she pressed my finger against her clit to stop the action mechanism. 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 endorse creamy payload of the day. Betsy didn't cum again but slowed as he must have got grown cushy. Lisa pulled her ass away from my putz. She had a prissy cream pie dripping from her ass down to her twat. She scooted on her knees and straddled Jeff's foreland. 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 vertebral column with one human foot on the umber tabular array and one on the floor. Her cunt lips were full open and a heavy dollop of cum filled the nothingness. She pulled me closer then guided my head between her open twat rim. The scent was strong. The smell of his second load of pungent, sticky white cum mixed with her sweet puss juice filled my nostril. I was apprehensive. Sometimes I don't want to taste cream after I've cum. Would it be as serious as the first of his pick pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clit and cunt with a closed mouth. I felt his warm encumbrance against my back talk and face. Betsy's cunt was slippery in cum. She liked the feeling and I continued to kiss her from clit to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled twat. Taste our cum"Eat every pearl of his cum from my fucking cunt maw ”.

Jeff must have been doing a secure job. Lisa was rubbing her cunt and ass all over Jeff's aspect ; his hands on her pap. I could try him slurping up my payload as he ate Lisa's ass and snatch. The more he ate, the more she talked."Eat my ass. clout up every pearl of cum from my sordid hole. He stretched my tight ass and filled it for you to eat. Bury your glossa in my cum filled hole."She was getting louder as she approached another climax. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's cunt juice tastes effective with your cum"she said as she sucked his prick trench in her throat.

I could see Lisa's ass and pussy as Jeff ate her out. I opened my oral cavity and licked Betsy's cum soaked clit. The gustatory perception was just as before. The taste was salty, tangy and sticky as I slowly lapped up the cream. I took a finger and coated it with cum. I began to slide it into her ass as my snatch eating deepen. I lost signified of what I was doing. I started to eat her cream pie like a starving man. I didn't just bear on the cum against her open pussy ; I gulped the cum and sucked on her button and lip ; my finger fucked her plastered ass. Betsy was arching her back and grinding her pussy into my brass 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 girls stopped. Betsy pulled my head 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 physical structure. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the perfume of hot sex.

Eventually, without a good deal talking, Betsy and I took shower 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 daily round # 2. We will see… .