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The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 01

By: TETOCAB



Bettie and Chris had just begun dating. While their dates had included some make-out sessions with heavy petting, they had not yet 'consummated' their relationship...

It was early Saturday morning. Bettie needed to stop by her office to drop off some paperwork. She knew that Chris would still be at home, so she decided to stop by afterwards to surprise him. Having completed her errand, she arrived at his door a little after 10 a.m. and knocked. Chris answered the door, still wearing his pajama bottoms and a ratty t-shirt. "Oh wow!" he said, "This is unexpected! Hello!"

"Can I use your bathroom?" she asked. Chris stared dumbfounded for a few moments. She was dressed in a long skirt with heels, and buttoned blouse. He figured that she must be on her way to her office.

"Sure, sure!" Chris said finally, stepping aside to let her in. She gave him a quick peck on the lips as she strolled into his bathroom and closed the door.

Chris waited in the living room for her to return, hurriedly trying to straighten up his pad though things were already in good order. She had been over before, of course, but this was the first time she had come by unannounced. He paced nervously, wondering what had possessed her to stop by so suddenly. He soon had his answer as he heard the bathroom door open at last. She stepped back into his living room and stopped, allowing his eyes to feast on the sight before him.

She had changed into an outfit that she knew would drive Chris wild with desire. White stiletto heels, heather gray thigh-high stockings, a blue plaid mini-skirt that left very little to the imagination, and a white button-down shirt that was unbuttoned strategically to accentuate her cleavage. She had pulled her hair into pig tails to complete the ensemble. She put her index finger to her lips and thrust her hip out seductively, grinning at him coyly. "What will we be studying in class today, headmaster?" she said alluringly.

Chris almost melted into his couch as she strutted towards him. As she approached him, Chris rose to embrace her, kissing her hungrily. Chris lowered her to the couch, never breaking their kiss. His hands began to freely explore her body, and soon found their way under her skirt. As he worked his hand up her long, muscular legs, he moved her skirt up to expose her crotch, only to discover she wasn't wearing panties. He broke their kiss to gaze upon her exposed pussy. She kept pubic region neatly shaved. Her vaginal lips were slightly protruding, already glistening with moisture. Chris could not resist as he knelt between her spread legs and gingerly ran his tongue up the length of her slit.

Bettie fell back into the cushions, her thighs beginning to tremble with pleasure. She had never found oral sex performed on her to be very stimulating, but something in the way Chris' tongue danced across her nether region excited her. She was surprised to find herself grasping his head, holding it to her, and attempting to grind her cunt against his face. She felt his stubbly face brushing against the inside of her thighs, and his tongue worm its way inside her tight quim, wriggling inside her. She gasped when he slowly dragged his tongue up across her sensitive clit as one of his fingers slowly began to penetrate her. She closed her eyes and began to pant when suddenly he stood. Her eyes snapped open, looking at him questioningly.

"Come with me," he said. He took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet, then led her to his bedroom. Standing beside the bed, he began to kiss her passionately again as he lifted and placed her on the edge of his bed. He gently leaned forward, pushing her onto her back as his lips and tongue slowly trailed from her mouth to her ear, then down the side of her neck to her shoulder. He unbuttoned her shirt then helped her back up to a sitting position so that he could ease it off her shoulders and down her arms. He threw it onto the bed in a heap as he fell forwards into her again, his lips, tongue, and teeth attacking her neck and shoulders.

She shuddered in ecstasy as his lips caressed her bare skin. Her skin tingled as his tongue trailed across her exposed flesh. She groaned in delight as he gently nibbled his way across her body. She felt her nipples harden as they became exposed. He alternatingly trapped them between his lips, dragging his tongue across them, sucking them firmly into his mouth. Her hands grasped behind his head, holding him to her chest as he lovingly teased her sensitive buds. His kisses slowly trailed downwards across her abdomen, stopping at her navel as his tongue invaded the orifice. She felt him fumble with the clasp of her skirt and then it fell away from her body, exposing her completely to him. She felt herself blushing, hoping he did not notice her embarrassment. She needn't have worried, as Chris had become preoccupied adoring her delectable body. His tongue trailed past her hips, traveled slowly across her pubic mound, and trailed down the front of her thigh.

He gently parted her legs, kissing his way up the inside to her cunt. Her aroma intoxicated him. She had a strong, musky odor that drove him wild with desire. He drove his nose against her dripping wet snatch, slowly drawing his tongue from bottom to top. He pursed his lips around her stiffening clit, and began vigorously flicking his tongue across the sensitive bud. Bettie began thrashing on the bed, losing herself in the sensations of his tongue's wanton invasion of her inner-most folds of flesh. He inserted first one, then two fingers inside her, slowly drawing them in and out as his tongue continued its assault on her clit. Bettie's legs encircled Chris' head, her thighs clasping on his ears, her hands upon his head. She shook with orgasm after orgasm. Finally, Chris eased his attack and gently extracted himself from the grip of her hands and thighs as he stood. He loosened the drawstring of his pajama bottoms and allowed them to fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, he drew his t-shirt above his head and tossed it on the floor. Bettie gazed up at him dreamily, her body still trembling in the throes of the orgasms she had just experienced. Chris positioned himself between her spread thighs and took hold of his cock. He pressed its head against her dripping wet snatch, drawing it up and down across the length of her slit. Bettie lay still, awaiting his first penetration.

Moistening his cock with her juices, Chris slowly pressed inside her. He sank into her, feeling her warmth. He couldn't hope to adequately describe the exquisiteness of the sensations coursing through the length of his organ and emanating throughout the rest of his body. She was so tight, yet so silky smooth, so moist. She almost seemed to be sucking him inside her. He was only about halfway in. He slowly drew his cock back and thrust into her again. He was almost all the way inside her now. He withdrew one more time then thrust fully into her. He felt their pubic bones pressing against one another. He was so deep inside her. He never expected to start this day consummating his relationship with Bettie. He could scarcely believe that the object of his desire was lying beneath him in bed.

He slowly began working his cock in and out of her. Try as he might, he could not hold off the impending sensations of his rapidly approaching orgasm. He quickly withdrew his cock as the semen erupted from the tip, spraying across his hands and Bettie's body. He quickly grabbed a towel to clean them both off. After mopping up his seed, Chris returned his attention to Bettie, who still lay on his bed, her body trembling. Still hard, he repositioned himself between her legs and thrust his cock into her once more. He slowly worked his thick penis in and out again as they lost themselves in sexual bliss.

Chris soon began to pick up his pace, and Bettie raised her knees up into her chest. Chris lay on top of her as he began to furiously pound into her willing flesh. Bettie was crying out in passion, her nails digging into his shoulders as he thrust deeply into her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she cried out as he thrust into her with all his might. Bettie cried out loudly as a strong orgasm overtook her, which triggered similar sensations in Chris as he once again withdrew, his cock erupting in a miniature geyser of sperm.

Little was said as they cleaned themselves and dressed. They were both smiling as he escorted her to the door, still amazed at his morning. She kissed him tenderly and said, "Call me later?" 

"Of course." he said, as she left.

As he sat on his sofa, replaying the morning's events over and over in his mind, his phone chirped to notify him of an incoming text.

"THX! I needed that."

The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 02



Crank

Chris and Bettie decided to play "hooky" from work one day. Bettie had been hearing about a really hot scene in the movie "Crank" that involved some really risque, kinky sex and was interested in seeing it. Chris rented the movie and invited Bettie to come spend the day in bed with him while they watched and played. 

He picked her up early in the morning and brought her back to his place. They climbed into bed and started the movie. Bettie snuggled up close as they began to watch. The movie started and Chris began running his hands all over Bettie's sensitive body as she lay against him watching the film. 

As they watched, Chris could tell that Bettie was becoming aroused. Shivers began coursing up her spine. She began to squirm at his touch. He soon lost interest in the movie, and began using his lips and tongue on Bettie's neck, eliciting groans of pleasure from her lips. He slowly began undressing her. First her shirt was eased off. He kissed his way up and down her delicate torso, stopping to suck her breasts and erect nipples. He dragged his tongue across her firm belly, nibbling along the way. Her hands clasped his head, holding him to her as she gasped with each gentle bite.

Working his way back up, he latched his mouth to her neck, working his tongue up the side to her ear. She groaned aloud as he caught her lobe between his teeth and flicked his tongue across it. His hands roamed freely, delicately tickling her. He grasped her breasts, gently twisting her nipples between his fingertips as they kissed.

He directed Bettie to lay on her stomach as he began work his way down her back. Lying atop her, he enfolded her in his arms as his teeth clamped onto her shoulder. His fingers traced delicate lines down her sides, across her sensitive ribs. Her body convulsed in pleasure at his touch. Chris began to drag his stubbly chin up and down across her back. She squirmed in pleasure as his facial hair brushed across her flesh. He alternated between licking and kissing his way across her back, then using his beard to brush across her sensitive skin. 

The movie forgotten, he began to lower the waistband of the sweatpants she was wearing, exposing her panties. He pulled her waistband down, exposing her beautiful round ass and latched his mouth to the exposed flesh. Her ass clenched as he gently bit her perfect globes, dragging his tongue lightly across them. He continued to lightly drag his fingertips up and down her back and sides as he used his mouth to explore her buttocks and hips. Bettie was gasping in pleasure as her engines were revving up.

Bettie raised her hips up from the bed, and Chris worked her sweatpants down her long, lean legs. She was now only wearing a pair of petite panties. He paused to marvel at how gorgeous she was. Her dark skin stood out in stark contrast to how pale he was. Her body was practically hairless while he was quite hirsute. His eyes feasted on the sight of her on his bed, her ass up in the air beckoning him....

He climbed behind her and began to run his tongue across her ass cheeks once more. His fingers found the waistband of her panties and began working them down her legs. As he removed them, his fingers found their way between her legs, gently brushing across the opening of her moist slit. He could smell how excited she was becoming, he could feel how wet she had become. He knew she was ready to fuck, yet he was not done teasing her...

With his fingers dragging slowly up and down across her vaginal opening, teasing her clit, he slowly began licking the crack of her ass. She groaned loudly as his tongue drew closer and closer to her puckered anus. He ran his tongue nearer with each pass, continuing to tease her clit with his fingers. Then he ran his tongue right across the sensitive bud, causing her to exclaim loudly, "OH FUCK!"

Chris grabbed hold of Bettie's buttocks as he worked his tongue up and down across her sensitive asshole, pressing slightly into it with the tip. Bettie squirmed on the bed, crying out loudly as his tongue invaded her most private orifice. He lowered one of his hands and began to gently work first one finger, then a second, into her dripping pussy. She began thrusting her hips back against his digits as they penetrated her deeper. As she continued thrashing, Chris stopped his oral assault on her rectum and focused on driving his fingers in and out of her cunt. Bettie soon shuddered in orgasm, collapsing forward onto the bed.

Chris quickly made his way to the bathroom to rinse off his hands and mouth. He returned to find Bettie still lying face down on the bed, panting heavily. He crawled into bed, positioning himself in front of her. She reached up and took hold of his thick cock, gently stroking it up and down. After a few moments, she moved forward to take him into her mouth. She took just the head between her lips, swirling her tongue around the head. Chris' hand gently grasped the back of Bettie's head, encouraging her to continue.

As Bettie began sucking more and more of his length into her mouth, he looked up into the bureau mirror, which gave him a perfect view between her spread legs to see her dripping wet pussy. Chris stared hungrily at the reflection as her lips and tongue caressed his organ. She began to become more animated in her service, and he continued to watch in awe as her hips swayed back and forth. Unable to take anymore, Chris stopped her. She looked up at him quizzically as he moved around to the other side of the bed and positioned himself behind her. He pressed his hard cock to her damp entrance and slowly worked his cock up and down against her moist slit. She propped herself up on her elbows as he thrust into her.

"Aaaah!" she exclaimed as he bottomed out inside her. After checking to ensure she was comfortable, Chris began slowly easing his cock in and out of her incredibly tight snatch. His hands traveled up and down her back, caressing her. She began whimpering as he gradually increased his pace. She clenched her buttocks together spasmodically as he thrust into her. He leaned forward to begin tonguing her ear as he drove deeper inside her.

Bettie squirmed beneath him, thrusting her hips towards him as best she could. Chris continued fucking in and out of her at a steady pace, savoring the experience. He loved the feel of her firm body and the sensations of having his thick cock in such a tight, wet pussy. He could not recall another lover whose cunt was so velvety smooth as Bettie's and he only wished he could stay buried inside her forever.

Bettie lay beneath him groaning in pleasure with each thrust of his hard cock. She was coming in waves, orgasm after orgasm shuddering through her body. All too soon he felt the familiar sensations of his impending orgasm approaching as his testicles began to draw up into his body. He could feel the tingling not only coursing up and down the length of his shaft, but through his entire body from his head to the tip of his toes. He felt his cock grow more rigid, and he quickly withdrew as he came across Bettie's buttocks and back.

He rolled off of her and they lay side by side, panting. Their hands began exploring each others bodies as they finally returned their attention to the movie he had rented. They watched the movie, not really following the action as they had missed so much of the story. The movie finally reached the scene Bettie had told Chris about, where the lead actor has raunchy public sex with his girlfriend at a crowded bus station.

"That looks like fun," Bettie mused. "We should try that sometime."

Chris smiled. He loved how wanton Bettie could be and wondered whether they could ever get away with something like that.

Their hands continued their gentle exploration of each others naked and sweaty bodies. Chris soon found himself becoming aroused again and turned his attention from the film back to Bettie. His hands began to explore with more intent, cupping her ass, twisting her nipples, brushing across her still drenched pussy. Bettie's hands fondled his balls, causing him to grow erect. Discovering this, she began to gently stroke him as his hands were now replaced by his mouth.

He laid her on her back and began sucking her nipples in earnest while cupping her breasts with his hands, pulling and twisting her nipples with his fingers. He dragged his tongue all over her torso. He pinned her hands above her head and orally assaulted her armpits. "OH SHIT!" she cried as his tongue slowly dragged across her sensitive flesh.

With her positioned on her back and her arms pinned above her head, Chris positioned himself above her and spread her legs. He placed his cock at her entrance once again and thrust into her. He released his hold on her arms and they embraced each other as he began fucking her once again. They kissed passionately as he thrust deep inside her once more.

They never did finish watching the movie.... 



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 03



The Sports Event

Chris is involved in sports. He used to be an athlete, but his playing days are now behind him. Outside of his full-time job, he works part-time as a coach and event organizer. He often serves as an official, too. While Bettie enjoys participating in his sport, she often finds herself unable to participate due to the time constraints of her family and career.

Bettie was able to join him one evening at an event where he was officiating. He picked her up on his way to the arena. It was a 40 minute drive outside of the city limits. As he drove, Bettie's hands wandered around his lap, her fingers finding their way into the pocket of his sweatpants. She reached in deep and fished around, locating his sensitive balls. She gently took hold and began fondling them as he drove.

Fighting the urge to reciprocate, Chris forced himself to keep his hands on the steering wheel and his eyes on the road. Bettie's teasing made this difficult, as her hand wormed its way up the length of his hard shaft. "You're being mean!" he hissed through gritted teeth.

"You're one to talk!" she countered.

Chris could only grin, knowing full well that he takes advantage of her heightened sex drive at every opportunity... He often takes risks to run his fingers across her chest, teasing her nipples, while in public. A seemingly innocent hug would often become an opportunity to breathe heavily in her ear or run his tongue along her long neck. Perhaps he'd run his fingernails across her knee, sending shivers up her spine. Though Chris and Bettie had only become intimate with one another over the last few weeks, he had quickly familiarized himself with many of her erogenous zones.

Upon arriving at the arena, Chris went inside to check in while Bettie waited in the car. Chris discovered that he was to be a referee for the evening's event, and was provided with the appropriate access passes for him and his date. After confirming the schedule for the night, Chris returned to the parking lot to give Bettie her pass.

Bettie had moved to the driver's seat of the car and was reading a magazine. Chris opened the driver's side door, leaned in, and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "You're doing the referee!" he joked.

Bettie smiled at his lame joke. "You're such a dork!" she said. Chris grinned. They often teased each other regarding their tendency towards nerdiness. Bettie's now familiar, mischievous grin slowly crept across her face as she quickly surveyed the surroundings... She looked up into his eyes as her hand slowly reached up his leg to cup his balls.

"Oh, shiiiiiiiiiiit!" he hissed, as he glanced nervously about. He pressed his body forward against the car, attempting to conceal the action as he felt Bettie's hands grasp the elastic of his waistband and ease them down, exposing his cock. With the same evil grin, Bettie glanced around the parking lot to confirm no one was in eyesight. She then looked Chris directly in the eye as her soft lips gently closed around the head of his cock.

Chris' breathing became ragged as her head bobbed along the length of his shaft. His hands reached down to run his fingers through her long hair as her tongue danced across his organ. She took her mouth off his penis and lifted it to gain access to his scrotum, and gently begin sucking his balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.

Chris' knees began to weaken, as she lifted his waistband back into place, patted his still-erect cock through his sweatpants, and said, "See you inside shortly." 

Chris grimaced as he returned to the arena with his erection plainly visible for all to see.

The rest of the evening was a whirl of activity. The sports event was action packed, the crowd was huge, and live music was being played. These sporting events are kind of like a "homecoming" celebration for Chris. Each event gives him the chance to meet up with old friends he has made over the years as a competitor, coach, and official. Handshakes, hugs, and chestbumps seemingly occurred every few minutes as he ran into yet another old associate.

During intermission, Chris found Bettie and came to hang out for a few minutes. As he came to hug her, she noticed a long blonde hair on his shoulder, undoubtedly left by one of the many friends he had hugged throughout the evening. She lifted it from his shoulder, and playfully gave him a reproachful look before they both broke down into giggles.

"Sit!" she commanded, indicating the floor in front of her seat. Never one to disobey a direct order from his Mistress, Chris promptly took a seat as Bettie took her own seat behind him. Chris winced in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Bettie's strong fingers suddenly dug deep into his shoulders, giving him an expert deep-tissue massage. For such a tiny girl (barely 5' tall and 110 lbs soaking wet), she has incredibly powerful fingers, and she was penetrating thick layers of muscle with relative ease. The groans emanating from his lips and the expression on his face became a source of amusement for those around them, evoking claps and laughter with each grimace and cry of pain. Too soon, intermission ended and Chris returned to refereeing the event.

A seeming eternity later, the event ended. Chris attempted to take Bettie to the after-party, only to discover by the time they had located the bar that the party was winding down anyway. They opted instead to patronize an IHOP in order to grab a quick bite to eat before heading back to Chris' place for the night.

Upon arriving home, Chris and Bettie were all hands and mouth, beginning to explore each others bodies as clothes flew off in all directions. As Chris reached to remove Bettie's panties, she stopped him, "I hate to say, but it's that time of the month."

Disappointed, yet not deterred, Chris led Bettie back to his bedroom. He lifted her then lay her back on the bed. Their eyes met and lingered for a long moment before Chris' eyes feasted on the rest of her body. Chris had not turned on any of his home's lights, and was admiring her through the light that filtered in through his bedroom's blinds.

Chris began by taking hold of her foot, and lifting it to his mouth. His hands gently caressed her calves as his lips and tongue explored her toes. She gasped as he sucked her big toe completely into his mouth, feeling his teeth gently grasping it. As he slowly extracted her toe from his mouth, she felt his teeth lightly drag along her flesh.

She could feel her pussy moistening at his every touch. His mouth and hands seemed to be everywhere. She longed to take him inside her as he explored every inch of her long, lean legs. His soft lips... His stubbly chin... His teeth... The delicate touch of his fingertips... He seemed to sense what excited her most, and made every effort to satisfy her.

Her body was quivering in excitement. Her hyper-sensitivity to touch was causing her to have a series of mini-orgasms as he stimulated her body. Unable to take more, she took control of the situation. She firmly pushed him back onto the bed and knelt between his legs. He gasped as she slowly dragged her fingernails up the insides of his legs from his ankles to his hips then lightly brushed the back of her hand across his scrotum.

Chris groaned aloud as he felt her hot breath slowly travel up his shaft. Her moist tongue gently brushed along the underside of his cock as she reached its head. She delicately sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, causing him to squirm. He reached for her head, but she grabbed his wrist and pulled it away, pressing it down into the mattress. "Just lay back and enjoy..." she commanded.

He gripped the sheets as her mouth engulfed his rigid penis. He felt its mushroom capped head bump against her tonsils and her tongue stroking along the underside of his shaft. "Ohhh shiiiiiiit!" he cried.

Chris broke out in a sweat as Bettie expertly serviced his cock. Her lips and tongue danced across the full length of his organ, tantalizing it. She would stop from time to time to run her tongue up the sides, and take his heavy, sperm-laden balls into her mouth. She nibbled the inside of his thighs, eliciting cries of pleasure from his lips.

All too soon, he felt the tingling sensation that starts in his balls and slowly works its way up the full length of his cock. "I'm gonna cum, baby!" he whispered hoarsely.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhmmmmmmm!" she moaned, his cock still in her mouth.

The vibrations of her moan set him over the edge, and he cried out as his cock began to erupt his seed into her wet and willing mouth. Spurt after spurt of creamy cum drenched her tongue and tonsils as his hips bucked upwards, the sheets clenched in the white-knuckled grip of his fists.

As the throes of passion subsided, she gently sucked his deflating organ in and out of her mouth, cleaning up any residual residue of his sticky sperm. He slowly relaxed, settling back down against the pillows. Letting his penis slip from her lips, she grinned at him. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked slyly.

Catching his breath, he decided to show her rather than tell her. He rose into a kneeling position and gently pushed her back on the bed. He lowered himself on top of her and kissed her passionately. His lips traveled from her mouth to her ears, her ears to her neck, and back to her mouth again. She arched her back and gasped as his tongue stimulated her sensitive areas.

He took her arms, and pinned them above her head, effectively restraining her. She began to grind upwards with her hips at this, grinding her pubic bone against his hip. "She likes this," he mentally noted. Taking both of her wrists in one hand, he slowly dragged his fingertips down her exposed arm, causing her to squirm. Soon, his lips and tongue followed. She gasped as his mouth closed on the flesh of her armpit, and she felt his wet tongue brush across it. Her vagina was throbbing as his lips and tongue were replaced by teeth as he gently began nibbling her.

Working his way down her body, his lips, tongue, and teeth teased her ribcage. She arched her back, moaning as she attempted to press her torso more firmly to his face. He slowly dragged his tongue from hip to hip across her torso. "Aaaaaaaaaaaah!" she groaned.

He released his hold on her wrists and straightened himself up. He grasped her by the hips and made her roll over onto her stomach. Directing her to stretch out with her arms above her head, he slowly dragged his fingers from the backs of her hands, down her arms to her shoulders, then down her back to her shapely ass. His fingertips continued to trail down her long legs to her feet. He took hold of one foot and lifted it. She felt his mouth close on her heel, gently chewing and licking the sole of her foot.

"Oooooooooooooh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk!" Bettie exclaimed.

Chris licked and nibbled the bottom of each of Bettie's feet, then slowly worked his way up the backs of her legs. Her entire body trembled at his touch as he reached her firm buttocks. He licked and nibbled his way back and forth across her shapely globes, occasionally dragging his stubbly chin across then as well. She pressed her hips backwards, pressing her ass up against his mouth. He rewarded her by biting her firmly. "AAAAH!" she cried, though not in pain.

He slowly began working his way up her spine to her shoulders. Laying his body on top of hers, his lips, tongue and teeth worked their way from shoulder to shoulder, and up the nape of her neck. She felt shivers of pleasure coursing through her body as his hot breath teased the back and side of her neck. She felt his warm, wet tongue in her ear and gasped.

Turning her head and slightly twisting her spine, her mouth met his in another passionate kiss. Her body was still quaking from the series of miniature orgasms she experienced. He rolled off of her and lay on his side facing her. She, too, rolled on her side to face him. His hands gently stroked her face. She closed her eyes and nuzzled his hand as he gazed longingly at her.

A noise outside startled them. They quickly rose from the bed and went to check the windows of the living room. Seeing nothing, they giggled to themselves at how easily they were startled. Making their way back to the bedroom, Bettie suddenly turned and embraced Chris in the hallway, kissing him. Slowly bending her knees, she lowered herself to a kneeling position and took his organ into her mouth once more. He quickly grew erect once more as her hands reached up to rake her fingernails across his chest and abs.

Using one hand to brace himself against the wall, and the other to grasp Bettie behind the head, Chris began gently fucking her face. Her hands continued to travel all over his hips and thighs, cupping his balls and grabbing his ass. Incredibly, Chris soon felt his balls begin to draw up into his body in anticipation of another orgasm.

"Oh shit, Bettie! You're making me cum again!!!" he shouted as a torrent of semen exploded from the tip of his cock and down her throat. Chris' weight collapsed against the wall, his knees too shaky to support his weight. Panting heavily, he said, "Fuck! That's NEVER happened before!!!"

"What?!?" Bettie asked, alarmed.

"No one has EVER brought me off twice in the same day with their mouth!" was his reply.

"Really?!?" Bettie asked incredulously. Bettie could not help but feel proud to have serviced Chris in such a unique fashion, knowing that he would forever remember this night.

Catching his breath, and continuing to brace his weight against the wall, Chris slowly made his way to the bathroom to freshen up, Bettie following close behind. After freshening up, Bettie and Chris again begin to kiss. Sitting down on the edge of the tub, Bettie climbed up into Chris' lap as they continued to kiss and explore each others bodies with their hands. Bettie mused, "I am tempted to fuck you right now despite my period."

"Want to?" Chris asked, "I'm all for it!"

Bettie did not answer, but returned to his embrace. They continued exploring each others mouths with their tongues when Chris felt Bettie's thighs attempting to clamp together in spasms. She began mewling into his mouth as the spasms became more pronounced. She suddenly broke their kiss and shouted, "Oh FUCK, I'm CUMMING!!!!"

Her entire body shook in the throes of the most intense orgasm of the night. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, shaking her from head to toe. Chris continued holding her tight, sharing the moment with her. Her passionate throes slowly began to subside, and she collapsed against his chest, panting heavily.

"Holy shit, that was fucking intense." she exclaimed between gasps.

Chris held her tight and smiled, knowing that she would now have a reason to always remember this night as well. 



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 04



Behind the Coffee Shop

"I have a surprise for you." she said. 

Chris had just picked up Bettie from her home and they were driving for coffee at a local bookshop and cafe. "Really?" he asked, "What is it?"

"You'll have to wait until we get there." was her reply. Chris turned to face her for a moment, catching the twinkle in her eye and the sly grin on her face. He felt a stirring in his pants, because he had become familiar with what her sort of surprises entailed.

The traffic lights seemed to be extra long this evening, as Chris impatiently sped towards their destination. As he pulled into the parking lot of the cafe and book shop, he found a parking spot right up front which he was about to take, until he felt Bettie's hand on his arm. "Not here." she said, "Pull around back."

Chris' heart leapt in his chest. "What does she have in mind now?" he wondered. Bettie had a penchant for the risque, and he realized that tonight would be no exception. He pulled around the back of the shop and parked in a dark, isolated corner. He killed the engine of the car then turned to face Bettie.

"So... What's the surprise?" Chris asked.

Bettie did not reply. She merely returned his gaze for a few moments, grinning evily. She enjoyed teasing him, seeing the look of anticipation on his face. After a few lingering seconds, she reached into her bag and pulled out a video camera. She turned it on and handed it to him. "Hit play." she said.

He raised an eyebrow at her then directed his attention to the camera. He adjusted the screen, found the play button, and pressed it. As he did, he felt Bettie fumbling with his belt and unclasping his pants, eager to release his manhood.

On screen, he was confronted with the sight of Bettie's gorgeous snatch. Her closely trimmed pubic hair hid nothing from his view. He marveled at her incredibly well-toned thighs.... her glistening lips.... her clit just peeking out from the fleshy folds of her cunt. He could plainly see how swollen her labia were.

He felt her hand reaching inside his pants, gently stroking across his rapidly hardening cock. He lifted his hips as she pulled his waistband away and slowly pulled his pants down. She repositioned herself as her hand continued traveling the length of his organ.

He saw the purple head of her "rabbit" vibrator appear on screen, gently stroking downwards across her moist slit, pressing the "rabbit" attachment against her swollen clitoris. She slowly stroked the device back and forth across her clit. He could see the trembling in her thighs with each pass across her opening. He could hear the faint buzzing as she ran the vibrator back and forth across her sex.

As she began working the vibrator in little circles across the opening of her vagina, Chris felt the exquisite sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfing his cock. A loud groan escaped Chris' lips as he felt her tongue begin making slow circles around its head. He continued to watch the video as she used the vibrator to gently part her lips. He could see the moisture dripping from inside her. In her excitement, her pussy began to open, ready to accept penetration.

Her fingers gently cupped his balls, teasing them and causing them to pull up into his body as her tongue continued to swirl slowly around his shaft. He could see the moisture beginning to gather and drip from inside her as she pressed the vibrator firmly against her clit and massaged it back and forth.

In the video clip, she began using the vibrator to spread her lips apart as she pressed its tip just inside her opening. The vibrator began to move as she hit the button which caused it to rotate its shaft. She began working it in and out, a quarter inch at a time as her vagina adjusted to accept its penetration. She used her fingers to gently spread her lips further, allowing it easier access to her depths.

As she pressed the penis-shaped head of the vibrator inside her canal, Chris groaned aloud again as he felt the warmth of her mouth suddenly travel down the length of his rod, taking a full third of his cock at once. Her tongue pressed against the delicate underside of his sensitive penis, causing shivering sensations to course up his spine. His toes tingled as she slowly began working her mouth up and down his shaft. His hands trembled, making it difficult to hold the video camera steady enough to view. He set the camera on top of the dash, then reclined the driver's seat. His hand began stroking delicately across her body. His fingers worked through her hair as his attention remained riveted to the scene playing out before him.

She was working the vibrator deeper with each stroke. He marveled at how her lips folded inwards with each penetration, puckering outwards with each withdrawal. He could see her juices collecting along the rotating purple shaft. As she withdrew, he saw how they flowed steadily out of her. She was now pressing the vibrator deep inside her, such that the vibrating rabbit attachment pressed against her sensitive clit while the vibrator rotated within her moist depths. He could see the juices flowing out of her, pooling onto the towel she had placed beneath her.

Bettie's head began to bob vigorously up and down his shaft. He could feel his cock growing ever more rigid as her lips and tongue brushed across the sensitive ridge of its flared head. On camera, her hips began to buck, and he became aware that she was approaching an incredibly powerful orgasm. Her hips lifted off the bed and he could see the beautifully round orbs of her buttocks with streaks of moisture trailing downwards across her puckered asshole.

Chris felt Bettie's head bob lower on his thick shaft, taking over half his length at once. His hand gripped her by the hair, causing her to groan in pleasure herself. He knew he was getting close to erupting, and hoped he could last throughout the entire video.

The action on the screen grew more frantic. The camera was shaking as her hips bucked more violently up off the bed. He could see how she was arching her back and thrusting her pelvis against the vibrator, attempting to take it even deeper inside her. She began working it in and out with short, rapid strokes... the rabbit attachment mashing firmly against her swollen clit. Her labia were so swollen that they flared open wide enough for him to see inside her. He could see how wet she was inside as the light reflected off the drops of her dew.

Chris watched as Bettie jammed the vibrator deep inside her, holding it firmly in place as her thighs began to flex and clasp. She ground her hips against the device as Chris recognized the signs of her impending orgasm. The rabbit attachment was pressed against her clit, which was protruding obscenely. Her thighs began pressing together as her whole body shook.

Chris knew he was close. His shaft was painfully erect and sensitive. It seemed as though he could feel every molecule of her lips and tongue as they dragged across its length. 

As she withdrew the vibrator from her vagina, a long string of her juices trailed from the tip of the device to her opening. The moisture dripped onto the towel she had placed beneath her ass. A literal torrent of her juices erupted from her vagina, flooding the towel and sheets. 

Seeing this, Chris was unable to hold back any longer. "Oh shit, baby, I'm cumming!" he exclaimed. She withdrew his cock from her mouth, holding just the head between her lips as a geyser of semen exploded into her mouth. He felt shivers coursing up and down his body in shockwaves from his toes, up his legs and spine, all the way up to the base of his skull. The hairs on his arms raised as the sensations coursed down to his fingertips in waves that corresponded with each eruption of cum into her waiting mouth.

As her legs continued to tremble in the aftershocks of her orgasm, she continued to massage the vibrator back and forth across her clit. Her vagina erupted again and again, flooding the towel and sheets below her. As she pulled the vibrator completely away, she closed her thighs and began to tremble as the screen went blank.

Bettie continued sucking and running her tongue around his over-sensitive head as Chris himself now began to tremble in the pleasurable aftershocks of his powerful orgasm. She lifted her mouth from his organ and looked up at him. "Did you like that?" she asked.

"Fuck yes!" he replied. "I really need a cig now."

They never did get their coffee that evening.



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 05



Ben Wa Balls

Bettie and Chris had an afternoon tryst that included a visit to the local sex shop. Vibrators, cockrings, restraints, massage oils.... Their imaginations were racing with the possibilities. As they perused the aisles, Bettie would cop a feel every so often. Chris would return the favor, grabbing her ass when the sales associate wasn't looking.

The two lingered for a long time at the "bondage" display. Handcuffs, blindfolds, shackles... Each lost in thought as they contemplated how far they were willing to explore their fantasies with one another. As they walked down a long row of vibrators and dildos, they happened across a small display of Ben Wa Balls. "Have you ever used those?" Chris asked.

"Not in a long time. They're really good for Kegels." she responded.

"Really?" Chris mused as Bettie picked up a package of the blown glass beads for closer examination. Chris made mental note of the pair that had caught Bettie's eye as they continued browsing the store, recalling how much pride Bettie took in the results of her Kegel exercise regimen which he got to enjoy.

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Later that week, Chris escaped the doldrums of his daily routine to make a short trip back to the sex shop. He made a beeline for the display, praying that the same Ben Wa Balls were still available. "Where are they?!? Crap! Did someone buy them?!?" he wondered, "AH! HERE they are!!!"

He quickly made his purchase and returned to work...

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Bettie joined Chris for lunch a few days afterwards. Throughout the entire meal and conversation, Bettie noticed the glint in Chris' eye, the slight smirk on his face. She raised an eyebrow at him, "What are you planning?" she asked.

"Huh?" he responded. "What are you talking about?"

"You have something up your sleeve, don't you?"

Chris smiled broadly. One of the things that drew him to Bettie was her acutely sharp mind. She not only had a rapier-sharp wit, but she had an analytical nature that made it very difficult to surprise her. He reached into his backpack to retrieve a brown paper bag, and handed it across the table to her. 

She studied his face as he handed it to her. He winked as she took it. Slowly, she unfolded the edges and opened the bag to peer inside. "Oh GEEZ!" she exclaimed and sat back in her chair, "I can't believe you bought these!"

"You don't like them??" he asked, concerned.

"I didn't say THAT!" she answered with a sly smile.

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A few days later, Chris received a call at work. "I really need your help tonight!" Bettie said. 

'Shit!' he thought, 'I don't have the time to get away tonight...' 

"I'll TRY!" he said, "but I can't make any promises! I'm on a very tight time crunch tonight! I have to meet this deadline..."

"Please??? I really mean it!" she cried, "I can't do this myself..."

"I'll see what I can do...." as he hung up the phone.

'What the fuck?!?' he thought. 'Shit! How the fuck will I be able to get away for this?!? What has she gotten herself into?!?'

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Chris managed to clear enough of his schedule to give him an approximate 30 minute window in which to meet Bettie that evening. Per request, he picked her up from a designated meeting spot and drove her to a warehouse parking lot. Chris noted that she was nervous and fidgety the entire trip. 

He parked the car then killed the motor and the lights. He turned towards her, and said "What's wrong?"

She looked him dead in the eye, reached down and grabbed the waistband of her sweatpants, and pushed them and her panties down her legs to her ankles. Chris raised an eyebrow at her brazenness as she reclined the passenger seat and lay back. "I can't get them out!" she cried. "I inserted the Ben Wa balls yesterday, and they've been stuck inside me ever since. They're driving me CRAZY and I can't stand it any longer!"

Chris knew EXACTLY what she was saying! Bettie had a VERY heightened sex drive! It was no wonder she was so squirmy and fidgety! If she had those Ben Wa Balls inside of her for the last 36 hours, her nerves are completely frayed! Without further hesitation, Chris' hand went to Bettie's mound. "AH!" she exclaimed at his touch. 

Resting his fingers on her mound, he used his thumb to lightly stroke up and down her slit, pressing against her clit, to get her moisture flowing. Bettie's pussy always moistened readily, and tonight was no exception. Knowing how 'torturous' the last day and a half had been for her, Chris was still amazed at how quickly she became wet at his touch. He could see and feel her begin to drip almost instantly. "I'm sorry, but this may be uncomfortable. I don't have time to be gentle." he said. 

A low moan was her only response as he inserted his index finger inside her. He felt the glass beads. With some difficulty, he swirled his finger inside her tight vagina, attempting to hook onto them with his invading digit. He almost felt himself panic as the Ben Wa Balls retreated deeper inside her at his touch. "Fuck!" he thought, "What if I can't get them?!?"

"Sorry," he apologized again. "This may hurt."

"Go ahead," she breathed huskily, "just get them out!"

Chris inserted a second finger deep inside her. Any pretense of being gentle had abandoned him as he caught hold of the first glass bead. The smooth surface and her extremely wet cunt prevented his fingers from gaining purchase as his fingers rolled the ball around inside her. She was gasping in ragged breaths as he literally dug around inside her, attempting to extract the object. Finally, he hooked his fingers around the first ball and pressed it firmly against the walls of her pussy. He slowly curled his fingers around the bead, and slowly pulled it out. "That's one!" he exclaimed in triumph.

Not wasting any time, he quickly drove his fingers all the way inside her again to retrieve the second Ben Wa Ball. Having discovered the technique of trapping the glass bead against the inner lining of her cunt, the second extraction was much easier than the first as he successfully retrieved the final ball from inside her. Chris held up both glass balls for Bettie to see, then leaned down to kiss her right on top of her clit, running his tongue gently across her slit a few times. 

Looking at the clock, he noted that he only had about 5 minutes left to spare. Chris realized that Bettie was firing on all cylinders right now, and was craving release, but he knew that this simply was not the time or the place to fulfill her desires. "I'm sorry, baby," he said dejectedly, "but I don't have any more time to spare. I need to get going in a minute."

Bettie sat up, leaned over, and kissed him. "Not enough time left for this?" as her hand settled into his lap and begin fumbling with his belt. 

Chris hit the lever to recline his seat as she unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. She reached her hands inside and fished out his rapidly hardening cock. He felt it begin to tingle at her soft touch as she gently stroked him to a full erection while her tongue continued to explore his mouth. She broke their kiss and lowered her head, taking the head between her lips and swirling her tongue around its edges.

"Oh baby!" he gasped, as she lowered her head further. He could feel how wet her mouth was. Her soft, warm tongue danced lightly along the sensitive underside of his penis. Her free hand cupped his balls, gently massaging them. Chris was having difficulty concentrating. He worriedly glanced at the clock while keeping an eye on the car windows for fear of being caught. However, Bettie's talented tongue soon brought his attention back to the task at hand when she bobbed her head completely down on his rod. He felt almost his entire length engulfed as the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat. 

Now his attention focused entirely on the sensation of her mouth making love to his organ. One hand went to the back of her head, gently running his fingers through her hair as his other hand reached around behind her, running between her legs. Bettie stopped momentarily to swat the hand between her legs away. "Stop distracting me!"

"But I want to do something for you too!" he retorted.

"What makes you think this isn't getting me off?" was her reply.

Chris sat back in amazement. He hadn't actually considered that she would be able to get off this way, but who was he to argue? He felt the moist warmth of her mouth engulf his cock once more, as Bettie began sucking him in and out of her mouth with more vigor. Feeling her lips and tongue gently sliding up and down his tool caused those familiar sensations to begin building inside him. The tingling began along his shaft, slowly building in intensity as her tongue glided along his length. Her tongue caressed the sensitive underside of his penis, just beneath its crown. The pleasurable sensations worked their way up to the head of his cock, which now began to swell in her mouth, signaling his impending eruption. "Oh shit, baby, I'm about to cum!" he whispered hoarsely.

Bettie slowly drew him out of her mouth until her lips were wrapped just around his his mushroom shaped head. Chris felt his loins tighten, as he thrust his hips upwards. His balls pulled up towards his body as the first waves of orgasm overtook him. "Oh FUUUUCCKKKKK!" he cried, as he began spurting into her waiting mouth. 

Bettie felt his cock jerk with each wave of ejaculation. His warm, salty cum splattered forcefully against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Spurt after spurt erupted from its enlarged head as she gently massaged her hands against his balls and prostate. Slowly, the spurting subsided, and the spasms of his cock ceased. Bettie could hear his ragged breathing begin to slow as his hips relaxed. She gently released his cock from her mouth and handed him a tissue. "Want a cigarette?" she said, a smirk on her face. 

Chris could only nod as they stepped outside the car for a quick smoke before he had to return. 



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 06



A Rare Day Part 1

Chris & Bettie managed to schedule a few hours together. This is a rare occurrence for them, as their real lives leave them very few opportunities to meet, and most of those opportunities are fleeting. 10 minutes here, 30 minutes there.... In truth, they spend most of their time together just talking and enjoying each other's company. But this day was different! 

Chris met Bettie first thing in the morning. Her outfit was.... interesting. High heels, a satin spaghetti-strapped top that showed off her abdomen, yoga pants that accentuated the delicate curves of her hips and ass. What particularly caught Chris' eye was the belly chain she had wrapped around her waist. Chris felt his cock stiffening. Did Bettie even realize what a turn-on that was? They ran an errand together, visiting a library to return some books. Chris enjoyed being out with Bettie in public when she was dressed a little slutty. It was almost as if they were announcing to the world, "Yeah, we're fucking. What's it to ya?" Then it was off to Chris' place...

Chris wasted no time in getting Bettie inside his apartment and stripping her clothes off. He took her to his room and laid her on his bed. His hands and mouth began to explore her delicate body. Bettie stopped him though... "Do you have your laptop?" she asked.

Chris stopped hesitantly. He was just starting to get himself worked up and didn't want to pause, but he knew that Bettie was up to something, and it was likely to be rather enjoyable. Slowly, he extricated himself to retrieve his computer. When he returned to bed with the laptop, Bettie handed him a USB drive. "Play the videos", she said.

Chris raised an eyebrow in question, but did as requested. Climbing back onto the bed, he was kneeling as he placed the computer at the foot of the bed. As he inserted the USB drive, Bettie crawled towards him and took his cock in her hand and began to slowly stroke his organ. He located the first video file and hit play. To his amazement, the video was a close-up of Bettie's crotch. He watched in fascination as she slowly inserted one, then another, of the Ben Wa Balls he had purchased for her. Bettie took her mouth off of his cock momentarily to say, "I filmed that last night." and winked at him. Chris understood. They were still inside her. 

Bettie resumed her oral ministrations on his organ as he hit "play" on the second video. The video began as Bettie was stepping into the shower with the curtain open. He was mesmerized by the sight of her firm ass as she walked onto camera. She stood under the water, getting her body completely wet. Transfixed, he watched the water dripping down her lean, muscular body. Her hair was plastered to her head, her body soaking wet, her nipples stiffening. She then began to slowly soap herself.

Chris felt a tongue drag slowly up the underside of his cock as he watched the image on the screen. Bettie was seductively running her soapy hands across her perky breasts and firm abdomen as he felt Bettie's practiced tongue swirling around his testicles. Groaning, Chris' hand went to grasp Bettie by the back of her head as he continued to watch the video of her shower. He watched Bettie's soapy hands gliding across her smooth, wet skin as she turned to face the camera. As he watched her hands travel between her legs to wash her beautiful cunt, he felt Bettie's mouth completely engulf his organ. "Oh shit!" he moaned.

She turned her back to the camera again as she began to soap her perfect ass. Her mouth began gliding back and forth along his long, erect member. His glans was tingling and he felt his balls pulling up into his body. "Damn!" he thought, "I'm going to cum!"

On video, Bettie lifted one of her long legs as her soapy hands ran up and down its entire length. He could plainly see the lips of her pussy. She kept her pubic hair closely trimmed, offering him an unimpeded view of her sex. Bettie's tongue began applying pressure to his rod then, and he could feel the pleasurable, tightening sensation building deep within his loins, traveling from his hips to the tip of his thick penis.

On his computer screen, Bettie began to rinse off. Thinking that the show was about to end, he turned his attention back to the matter at hand... his cock in Bettie's warm, wet mouth. Noticing the sudden change in his attentiveness, Bettie stopped momentarily and looked up at him. "Wait." she said, "There's more."

Intrigued, Chris returned his attention to the screen to see Bettie reach for her vibrator with a clit-massaging attachment. Riveted, he watched as she flipped its switch on and began to slowly drag the vibrator up and down the length of her wet slit. He could see her chest beginning to rise and fall in rapid breaths, and her abdominal muscles beginning to contract spasmodically. Bettie's talented tongue continued to work its magic on his engorged penis, and he soon felt himself going over the edge. 

"OH FUCK, BABY! I'M CUMMING!" he shouted as he held her head firmly in place as he erupted into her mouth. His hips were bucking involuntarily with each spurt of cum that left his cock. Bettie didn't miss a beat, capturing every drop of his warm seed. 

Chris collapsed on the bed, never taking his eyes off the screen as the video continued to play. The showering Bettie was holding her labia apart as she rubbed the vibrating attachment up and down her slit while she crawled up beside Chris on the bed to lie beside him. She rested her head on his chest as he continued to watch the erotic performance. Bettie took Chris' soft cock in her hand and began to gently stroke it as he continued to watch the scene play out before him.

With the steamy video playing and Bettie's expert touch on his organ, Chris soon found himself growing erect again. Bettie propped herself up on an elbow and turned to look him in the eye. "Ready for round two?" she asked.

Chris nodded. He rose from his prone position as Bettie lay back, opening her legs to accept him. Chris swung his legs off of the bed and grabbed her by the thighs, pulling her towards him so that her ass was positioned on the edge of the bed. He kneeled between her legs and attached his lips to her cunt, slowly licking up and down her damp lips. Bettie groaned in pleasure. When she and Chris had first transitioned past friendship, she had admitted that the act of cunnilingus was not particularly appealing to her. She was pleasantly surprised to find that she actually enjoyed Chris' talents, and occasionally found herself looking forward to the act.

Despite knowing her feelings, Chris was simply unable to resist. He thought she had the most delicious-looking pussy he had ever encountered, and her musky aroma was intoxicating. He loved to lap up her delectable juices, to trap her stiff clit between his lips and tease it with his tongue. He also recognized that despite what she had told him, she had actually come to enjoy his talents. Bettie squirmed at his touch, moaning softly as he orally attacked her labia and clit. "Oh fuck!" she hissed as he drove his tongue deep into her canal, wriggling it inside her. When he felt Bettie's fingers grasping him by the hair, he knew it was time. He slowly eased one, then two fingers inside her. He gently swirled them around as he penetrated her as deeply as they would reach. "Ah! There they are." he thought. 

Using the same technique he had discovered the first night he performed this task for her, he curled two fingers around the Ben Wa Ball and trapped it against the walls of her canal. He gingerly pulled the first of the two balls out with a slight 'pop'. Setting the glass bead down on the sheets, he ran his tongue up her slit, attaching his lips to her sensitive bud once more. Bettie began to shudder as his tongue began to lightly flutter across her clit and his long digits penetrated her again. He maintained his oral assault on her as his fingers dug deep inside her to where the Ben Wa Ball was resting near her cervix. She winced slightly as his attempt to trap the bead momentarily pressed it against the entrance to her womb before successfully capturing it against her vaginal lining. He eased it out and placed it on the bed beside her with its mate, the proceeded to attack her cunt with his tongue. 

He drove his tongue inside her as his thumb pressed against her clit. She began bucking her hips against him, mashing their lips together. Her moisture was flowing down Chris' chin; he could feel it dripping off of his face. Bettie suddenly arched her back and began letting out a series of soft whimpers as she ground her pussy against his face. 

Bettie's body relaxed, her grip on his head slackened. Chris extricated himself from her grasp and stood above her, relishing the sight of her naked form. She was gazing back at him longingly, desperately waiting for him to take her. He admired her body... her naturally dark skin, her perky breasts, her well-toned muscles... He watched her as she squirmed in excitement, her chest rapidly rising and falling with each ragged breath.

Chris took hold of Bettie by the thighs and pulled her towards him. He pressed his hard cock against her entrance, moistening his cockhead as he moved it slowly up and down her slit. As his cock began to ease more readily inside her, he slowly pressed his weight forward. Bettie's moist pussy opened to readily accept him inside her. Chris thrust until he was buried in her then paused, allowing her a moment to grow accustomed to his intrusion.

Bettie began to grind her hips against him, which Chris knew was his signal to continue as he slowly withdrew his length and pressed back inside her. Slowly, he stroked in an out of her tight cunt as Bettie began to moan in pleasure. He steadily began to pick up his pace as he continued to thrust in and out of her, causing her to start thrashing beneath him. Chris ground his hips against hers as he thrust into her. His hands were on her breasts, twisting and pulling her sensitive nipples.

He began to fuck Bettie in earnest, slamming his hips forwards into hers, smashing their flesh together. Bettie was howling in ecstasy as she gripped his forearms in her vise-like grip, pulling herself towards him with each thrust. Chris began to change his thrusts, angling his cock upwards to press against her sensitive G-spot as his hand applied pressure atop her pubic bone, stimulating the sensitive flesh from the opposite direction.

Bettie suddenly cried out in a shrill scream. She pushed away from Chris as she rolled over onto her side, panting and groaning hoarsely. Chris smiled, knowing that she was satisfied. He climbed into bed, lying next to her as she fell sound asleep.



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 07



A Rare Day Part 

Bettie woke to the sensation of Chris' hands gently traveling all over her naked body. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...." she groaned lightly. "Good Morning!"

"Good afternoon, actually." Chris said.

"What time is it?!?" she asked, startled.

"Half past twelve." he answered.

"How long was I asleep?" she inquired.

"A little over an hour. I caught a nap, too." he said with a grin.

She glanced up at him, with a look of amazement in her eyes, "That's never happened before."

"What's never happened before?" he asked, puzzled.

"I've never fallen right to sleep like that," she replied. "You're good!"

"Really?" he responded, beaming with a sense of pride and accomplishment. Bettie cuddled up next to his warm body. He, too, was still nude. Her hand began slowly traveling up and down his body as Chris continued to caress her bare skin. She leaned in close to him, her lips brushing his. Her lips parted and she gently traced the outline of his lips with her tongue. Chris parted his lips, extending his tongue towards hers. The tips of their tongues touched and they both felt shivers of excitement course through their bodies like a surge of electricity. They grabbed hold of each other fiercly, mashing their lips together as their tongues swirled together, invading each other's mouths. Bettie felt her nipples harden, becoming hard points poking into Chris's chest. Her pussy was beginning to moisten, and she could feel the dew beginning to slowly drip down the inside of her legs. Chris' cock began to engorge with blood. It grew slowly erect against his stomach as Bettie's fingers gently encircled it. She slowly stroked it as it reached its full length. 

Bettie broke their kiss and rose to a sitting position, still holding his penis tenderly in her tiny hand. "Come with me," she said, gently tugging him by his organ as she rose. Chris followed her as she led him by his tool into the living room. 

"Lie down," she commanded. Chris recognized her tone of voice and complied immediately. She reached into her tote bag and pulled out a long strip of cloth. "Close your eyes."

Chris did as instructed as he felt her position the cloth as a blindfold around his head. She tied it firmly in place and said, "Arms above your head."

He obeyed, and felt another strip of cloth being tied around his wrists, securing his hands above his head. Chris strained his ears as he heard her moving above him, attempting to determine what was in store for him next. He sensed her standing over him, one leg on either side of his body. Then he felt her weight upon his chest as she sat. He felt her nails dragging along his skin, up his sides, back down his arms. He felt her hot breath on his cock and realized that she was facing away from him. She repositioned herself as she gently took the head of his cock between her lips. He felt her tongue swirling around the glans as her fingernails gently scraped up the inside of his thighs and the underside of his balls. He groaned in pleasure as her head bobbed down further, taking almost half his length inside her wet and willing mouth.

He felt Bettie scoot back as she positioned herself more comfortably to please him with her mouth. Chris raised his head, sensing her crotch directly in front of his nose. He extended his tongue and was rewarded by the sweet taste of her dripping vagina. She groaned loudly as he tongue began to travel up and down the length of her moist slit. Taking her mouth from his cock, she whispered back hoarsely at him, "You fucker!"

Chris continued to drive his tongue in as deep as he could reach, lapping up and down vigorously. Bettie alternated between sucking on the head of his cock and tonguing his balls between gasps of pleasure. He could feel the shivers coursing through her body, her legs beginning to shake as she tried to remain focused on her oral ministrations to his organ. Bettie suddenly cried out and rose to her knees. Chris felt her move down his body, repositioning herself above his hips. She grasped his cock, positioning it at her soaking entrance, then suddenly dropped her weight onto him, impaling herself on his penis. She sat still for a few long moments afterwards as they both relished the sensations of their union. She raised herself off his cock, and hovered above him for a moment.

Bettie slowly raised and lowered herself on his thick cock. All Chris could do was lie back and enjoy the sensations coursing through his body. He could feel how tight her vagina still was despite their earlier encounter in his bedroom. He slid in and out of her with ease, her sex drenched with moisture. The walls of her pussy were like silk as she rode him. Bettie was gasping in pleasure, marveling at the sensations of being so filled with cock. She felt the tingles of a series of orgasms emanating from her crotch throughout her entire body. Her skin was covered in goose flesh and she felt all her hair rising up on its ends as a huge orgasm approached. She began grinding her hips downwards, pressing her clit against the hairy, wrinkled sack of Chris' scrotum. "Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!" she exclaimed, as the waves of pleasure overtook her.

Chris felt her weight collapse on top of him as the intense orgasm shook through her body, her body quivering. Bettie stayed atop him for some time as the feelings subsided. The trembling of her body slowed as she gradually caught her breath. She finally rose, his cock slipping from her with a soft "pop". She reached down, gently stroking her hand up and down its length. "I'm sorry, you didn't cum!" she said apologetically.

"That's quite alright!" he said, "I'm still pretty drained from earlier."

"Oh shit," Bettie said, "Look at the time! I'm going to be late to this afternoons meeting!"

Chris heard Bettie scramble around, gathering her belongings and dressing herself. "I'll call you later, okay?" she said as she made her way to the door.

"Bettie?" Chris asked. He heard her pause. "Um... are you going to untie me?"

Chris could picture the evil grin on her face as she opened the door to leave, chuckling slyly.



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 08



Four Days of Anticipation (Part 1)

On Friday, Bettie arrived at Chris' work establishment wearing a long skirt, carrying a package in a brown paper bag, and sporting a suspiciously evil grin. Chris had expected nothing more than enjoying a short lunch and smoke break together, as that had become their routine to spend some time together during the week. Not today, though! She advised Chris that they must find a location with a degree of privacy, as she needed his assistance extracting the Ben Wa balls that were embedded deep within her tight, moist pussy.

Chris' cock grew instantly erect and his mind began racing! His office building has very few areas with ANY privacy whatsoever! No locking offices or storage closets.... very few dark corners... The Parking Garage? No... too risky! At his desk? Hell no! Way too many people in close proximity! A phone closet? Still in a high traffic area.....

While he quickly rolled through the mental catalog of potential secret places, he escorted Bettie to his desk. She handed him the brown paper bag and advised, "I went shopping. Do not open this until Monday or you will be punished!"

If Chris' mind was racing before, it was now rocketing! "Holy shit! What has she in store for me?!?"

Thinking quickly, Chris located a locking storage room in the work area near his desk. He non-chalantly escorted Bettie into the room, then closed and locked the door behind them. "Are you sure that's safe?" she asked.

"No," he replied, "so we have to be quick!"

He lifted Bettie up onto a storage shelf as she glanced nervously at the door. He slowly slid her skirt up her long, tanned legs and encountered her panties. Pink, with a caption boldly emblazoned across the front:

"YOU KNOW YOU WANT ME"

They couldn't help themselves as both erupted in laughter. As they recomposed themselves, Chris lifted her skirt once more, and peeled her panties aside to see her beautifully trimmed cunt. He felt the front of his pants growing tight as his penis stiffened. He delicately ran a finger across the soft lips of her slit. Hmmmm, they were dry. This wouldn't do...

Chris knelt and gently ran his tongue up and down the length of her vaginal opening a few times, making sure to press against her clit. Her legs began to shake and her hands held his head as the moisture began to flow....

A few laps of his tongue later, Chris stood up again. Bettie was about to express her disappointment when she felt his fingers slowly penetrate her. His long fingers slowly worked their way into her moist pussy, gently invading her most private of areas, until encountering the large glass beads she had inserted earlier that morning. Shivers coursed through her body as she felt the Ben Wa balls shift inside her. He curled his finger around the 1st of the beads, and slowly extracted it from her tight vagina. She gasped as he successfully retrieved the first of them. The 2nd bead was a little more difficult for Chris to reach, as it was deeper inside her, resting against her cervix. Carefully, he worked his fingers back inside her until he succeeded in capturing it as well, and slowly extracted it.

The sexual tension in the air was palpable. The risk of getting caught heightened their excitement even more... Looking at his fingers, Chris noticed that they were not only wet, but literally coated in the natural creme from Bettie's cunt. With Bettie watching in amazement, he inserted the fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. "Oh geez," she groaned.

Realizing that they were already playing with fire, though, they quickly composed themselves and exited the storage room. "I really wanted you to keep going down on me," Bettie said with a sly smile on her face, "how did you like that?"

"That just made my entire day!" he exclaimed.

Walking her back to her car, Bettie laid some ground rules for the weekend and Monday morning...

1. Come to work on Monday "commando"

2. Do not open any emails that I send you over the weekend, as they will be step-by-step instructions for you to follow when you arrive to work on Monday.

3. Do not open the brown paper bag I brought you until instructed to on Monday morning.

4. Bring a camera and/or a video camera to work on Monday.

5. If possible, bring KY...

6. Email updates to me over the weekend regarding your thoughts. What is going through your mind? What do you think is going to happen on Monday?

...and with those instructions and a passionate kiss, she left Chris standing on the street corner, his mind awhirl. 



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 09



Four Days of Anticipation (Part 2)

Chris' mind was in turmoil the entire weekend... He knew he was in for a treat, but it was risky. He had to think of a valid excuse to take an extended amount of time off of work. He made an excuse regarding a maintenance issue at home he needed to return to address, but that he would be back to finish his shift.

Over the weekend, he struggled to keep from opening his email. He was DYING to peek! As per instructions, he had attempted to email Bettie something intelligible regarding what was going through his mind, but he was convinced that it actually came across as nonsense. What can one say? The little head isn't known for coherent thinking...

After arriving at work on Monday and successfully arranging to take off during the middle of the day, he sat at his computer and opened the 1st email message.

"You remembered to arrive at work commando? Remembered to bring a camera? KY?

1. Reply to this e-mail, giving a recap of what's been going through your mind over the weekend, and what's going through your mind right now. If your cock is stirring, include photographic evidence of this.

2. Finish reading these instructions BEFORE opening your cabinet, and retrieving the package.

3. A subsequent e-mail will tell you to open it second. Go somewhere private with your package, the KY, and your camera (phone might be easiest, just a thought).

4. Everything should be self-explanatory ;) BUT: NOTHING SHOULD BE ON (call/text me if you need to clarify AFTER you've unwrapped the package).

5. Send the pic(s) to my phone, since the plan is for me to be at the designated spot until you pick me up.

6. Return to your desk, read the aforementioned secondary e-mail, and follow the instructions contained therein.

DO NOT DISAPPOINT MISTRESS"

WHOA!

Nervously, Chris began to respond. He sent a short email to Bettie answering her question. He kept his reply short because his mind was no longer focused. He reached into his cabinet to retrieve the package. He knew a location where he could go for the necessary privacy. The men's shower room. Arriving in the room and locking the door behind him, he opened the package...

WHOA again!

A vibrating cock ring.

Oh shit!

Chris carefully opened the package and donned the device. He checked the batteries and inserted the bullet vibrator into the cockring, then proceeded to start snapping the requested pictures with his camera phone. His cock was almost painfully erect...

Returning to his desk, he opened the 1st email. Attached was a picture with instructions to stare at the picture, and turn on the "bullet" for 5 seconds. He was to send an email with his thoughts, then wait 10 minutes before opening the next email message....

He clicked to open the picture, finding a very erotic photo of two hot chicks embracing and kissing.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!! 

Chris felt his cock LEAP in his pants! He felt around the front of his pants, and clicked the bullet vibe on for the requested 5 seconds. The "jelly" material of the cockring prevented the vibrations from directly stimulating his cock, but they did vibrate the material of his slacks, which then tickled his member....

He emailed a description of how excited he was becoming, and the effect the vibrating cockring had upon him. The next 10 minutes were pure torture as he watched the seconds tick away. Precisely at the 10 minute mark, he clicked the next email to be confronted by a photo of Bettie's foot.

Chris had never considered himself a foot fetishist, however there was *something* about Bettie's feet that he was never able to resist! He *loved* to touch them, kiss them, lick them.... he loved to nibble and suck her toes. He found himself longing to climb into the picture and run his tongue all over her foot and listen to her groan in pleasure.

His instructions were to turn the bullet back on for 2 seconds, then email a description. After doing so, he sat for a torturous 15 minutes before opening the next email in the series. This email contained a picture of Bettie's calf and instructions to turn the bullet on for a mere second. 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..... Chris saw where this was going... slowly working up Bettie's leg in a way he had frequently done with his hands and mouth. After following her instructions, he again sent her an email description. 

The next set of instructions were for him to wait for a period of time that was of his own choosing. He waited 10 minutes before opening the next message. When he did, his suspicions were confirmed to be true as there was a picture of the back of Bettie's knee with instructions for 4 seconds, which elicited further thoughts of how he'd like to orally administer to this next in a series of erogenous zones...

Again, the time frame prior to opening the next email was left to Chris' discretion. Waiting another 10 minutes, he opened the next email to find a photo of Bettie's upper thigh, showing a glimpse of the bottom of her panties with instruction for 7 seconds. 

Chris found himself beginning to salivate. Thoughts of running his tongue across Bettie's pubic area race through his mind... her smooth skin, her aroma, the sweet taste of her vagina...

His final instructions were to wait 30 minutes before opening the final email. Chris attempted to busy himself with work, but was largely unsuccessful as he was unable to get thoughts of Bettie and her long, shapely legs out of his mind. When the 30 minutes was up, he was practically unable to open the final email due to the trembling of his hands....

Oh WOW! 

The final picture in the series was a picture of her firm belly, showing her pantyline and belly button. Chris felt his cock leap in his pants once more. He could feel the dampness of the pre-cum collecting at its tip and moistening his pants. 

He checked the clock..... It was time! He quickly gathered his belongings, logged off his computer, and practically sprinted for the door....



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 10



Four Days of Anticipation (Part 3)

He circled the block numerous times. Bettie was not there. He attempted to text her. She did not respond. He checked his phone and noted that Bettie had called, but he had somehow missed it... He called, but there was no answer. 

Was something wrong? Had something come up? Was she still available? Had he taken the day off of work for naught?

Relief washed over him when his phone rang and he saw it was her. "I was stuck at work with my boss, he kept me behind talking my ear off. I'm walking up the street towards you now...."

He watched her round the corner and approach his car. As she slid into the seat beside him, they kissed passionately as his hand held her firmly behind her head and her hand went to his rigid cock. After a lingering moment, they composed themselves and drove to Chris' place nearby...

The door had barely closed behind them when they fell into each others arms, their hands exploring each others bodies as they kissed. Breaking the kiss and extracting herself from Chris' embrace, she said "Wait here while I change..." and headed towards the bathroom.

Change? As if Chris' cock could get no harder, he felt the painful strain at the front of his pants. Bettie loved to wear seductive, teasing outfits. She never failed to get his juices flowing. What would it be this time? The schoolgirl outfit? French Maid? A lacy teddy?

Bettie returned, wearing her new bikini. It was BEAUTIFUL, accentuating her delicate features perfectly! Chris felt his heart leap and cock throb as he took her in his arms once again, his hands and mouth exploring her entire body, his tongue running across her exposed skin....

Bettie felt her knees weaken, and she braced herself against Chris as his fingers, lips, and tongue activating her erogenous zones. He stood and lifted her in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his back and her arms around his shoulders as he carried her to his bed, laying her down on her back. He fell on top of her, continuing to kiss her as he peeled the bikini off of her. His lips and tongue traveled down her body, stopping to suck her nipples, then traveled down to his intended prize, her beautiful cunt. 

Burying his face between her thighs, he began licking and sucking her with abandon, driving her wild. His hands reached up her body to continue teasing her erect nipples as his tongue explored her fleshy folds.

Chris' cock was desperately in need of attention, however, and he soon stood and dropped his slacks. He couldn't even bother with removing his shoes or stepping out of his pants as he began stroking the head of his cock across Bettie's pussy and clit, moistening himself to enter her.

He slowly pressed into her, feeling her warmth. She responded by wrapping her legs around his waist once more as he pressed inside of her fully. He felt his hips against her thighs, their pubic bones touching, as he began to slowly grind his hips against her. She whimpered as he began to thrust in and out of her slowly.

Chris simply could not contain himself. After having been teased all morning long, he felt the impending orgasm approaching all too soon. With a few strong thrusts, he quickly withdrew as his cock erupted in a geyser of cum! Thoughtfully, he had placed a hand in front of his cockhead to prevent getting his load all over Bettie. The force with which it spurted against his hand momentarily surprised him until he considered how much she had driven him wild over the last few hours. Bettie lay on the bed quivering. Though the encounter was short, it felt remarkable to have had Chris' cock inside her once again. 

Chris left the room for a few moments to clean and recompose himself. While sexually relieved for the moment, he intended to make their encounter a memorable one. Checking the clock, he saw that he still had a little over an hour left to spend with her. Returning to the room, he stopped and gazed down upon her naked body. She was lying on her side. His eyes traveled from her head to her toes, taking it all in. He loved looking at her. Her browned skin, her long straight hair, her dark nipples, her neatly trimmed pubic patch, her firm muscles..... he felt himself growing erect again.

He approached her, and positioned his hardening cock at her still wet entrance and slowly pushed himself inside her once again. After the two of them adjusted positions; he still standing, she lying on her side; he began to fuck her in earnest. He slammed his cock into her, eliciting long gutteral moans from deep within her throat.

She rolled over to her stomach, positioning herself on all fours as he took hold of her by the hips. He began fucking her with all of his might as she slammed her own hips back into his with each thrust. Her cries of pleasure reverberated throughout the entire home as the bed shook. Chris leaned forwards and moved his hands up her body, reaching around to grasp her by the nipples as he slammed his cock into her juicy cunt, his balls swinging and slapping against her clitoris.

Orgasm after orgasm wracked her body as Chris thrust into her with everything he was worth. Again and again his pelvis smashed into her buttocks. Having just recently cum, Chris was able to pound away at Bettie's tight pussy wrecklessly, having no need to pace himself to prevent ejaculating. He took every advantage of that by mercilessly jack-hammering his thick cock in and out of her tiny body.

Losing track of time, Chris fucked Bettie with every ounce of strength he had. Bettie's long, continuous howling was music to his ears as he pulled her by her hips back into him with each thrust. He slammed away at her as hard and fast as he could, attempting to bring himself off again. Bettie continued howling and moaning beneath him, cursing aloud, "FUCK FUCK FUCK!"

Chris was standing on his tiptoes at the side of the bed, attempting to drive his cock into her even harder, when he felt a pain shoot through his back..... He stopped mid-thrust as the "twinge" coursed across his ribs. Bettie collapsed forward on the bed as he burst out laughing.... "I actually just threw my back out! HAHAHAHA!"

After stretching out, Chris lay down on the bed beside Bettie. He reached over and began stroking his hand through her long hair as she reached over and began gently stroking his cock. "Are you trying to get me going for another round", he asked jokingly. With a familiar grin, she answered by taking his cock in her mouth, and beginning to expertly suck it back to life. Her soft, wet tongue gently massaged the sides of his shaft, his balls, his taint... as his cock returned to life, Bettie suggested, "You want to wear that device I bought you this time?"

"Want me to?" he asked, both knowing it was rhetorical. He leapt from the bed to retrieve the vibrating cock ring and placed it around his shaft and balls. Lying back down on the bed, Bettie began orally pleasing him once more. Chris loved having Bettie's mouth on his organ. She was the only partner who had ever gotten him off orally twice in the same night. However, after all the days sexual activity, he knew he would be unable to cum solely from her talented lips and tongue.

"Why don't you climb up on top of me so you can try this toy out as well?" he asked. Bettie slowly slid her way up his body, positioning herself above him. 

"I need your help", she said, as he took his cock in his hand and aimed it at her opening. She slowly eased herself down onto his fat cock as he tripped the switch of the bullet vibrator attachment that now rested against her sensitive clit. She slowly began grinding her hips down against his pelvis as Chris manually manipulated the bullet vibrator against her. As she rode him, he felt how incredibly wet she was becoming inside, as his cock moved around inside her tight vagina with incredible ease.

She leaned backwards, resting her back on his outstretched legs as they rocked their hips together gently, enjoying the sensations of their union. Chris then took her legs in his hands, sat up, and swung her around towards the side of the bed. He took his own position standing beside the bed once more as he began thrusting into her powerfully once more. The combined sensations of her wonderful pussy and the device he was wearing were sending him over the edge as he pulled out of her once more. His cock erupted one last time, sending gobs of semen across her abdomen and even into her hair.

Both of them remained still, panting.... until Bettie noticed the time and said, "I guess we have to get back to work now, huh?"

"Yes, unfortunately it is that time..." Chris replied.

"Thanks." she said.

"No, thank YOU!" was his reply, as they quickly donned their clothes, gathered their belongings, and returned to their daily lives.



The Erotic Tales of Chris and Bettie Pt. 11



A "Hard" Day at Work

While they are occasionally able to meet for lunch, on most workdays Chris & Bettie must content themselves to chatting online or talking over the phone. As you might expect, the bulk of their conversations revolve around how their day at work is going, what's the latest news, or how they are feeling. Sometimes, however, their conversations take on a sexual context and they begin to tease one another.

Bettie: .:deftly cops a feel, then helps you drop trou:.

Chris: Mmmmmm

Chris: I am planning to take some pics and video for you today, if I can sneak away

Chris: brb (bathroom break)

Bettie: need me to hold it for you?

Chris chuckled to himself as he visited the restroom to relieve himself, the task a bit more difficult as the mental image of Bettie assisting him was causing him to become erect. A few minutes later, Chris rejoined the chat...

Chris: :.runs tongue from your heel, up the back of your leg, to your ass.:

Bettie: mmmmmmmmmmm

Bettie: starting this again, eh?

Chris: well, I figure as long as work is slow today, I might as well please you

Bettie: lol, i still may come out to see you for lunch

Chris' mind wandered back to the time Bettie came to see him with her Ben Wa Balls inside her, and how he had to be very creative in finding a place where they could sneak off to unnoticed so that he could remove them. He knew they hadn't gotten caught, but was uncertain if they would be so lucky a second time.

Chris: want to give fair warning that I'm not sure about finding someplace with privacy

Chris: ...just sayin'

Bettie: lol

Chris: its weird b/c there are a couple of places in the building that are sorta secluded and we'd be unlikely to be bothered

Chris: BUT

Chris: we'd attract too much attention on the way there

Chris: b/c we'd have to walk past way too many people's desks and offices

Chris: so, we were sent an email about how to tell if someone is "having a stroke"

Bettie: omg

Chris: :.nibbles on your nipples.:

Bettie: i might take to doing that shortly if you keep talking

Chris: Mmmmm... I might make a short film of me "having a stroke" to fwd to you

Chris: if you would like, that is

Bettie: mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Bettie: too bad you don't have one of those high-tech cameras, that you could put in the back of a girl's throat ...

Chris: mmmmmmmmmm

Chris: I'd love for us to film that

Chris: how's your gag reflex?

Chris: especially considering how hard I came the other day, when I blocked it with my hand

Chris: almost felt like the "blast" was going to dislocate a finger

Bettie: lol

Chris: while I'm up and about, should I take the camera with me? Hmmm?

Bettie: mmmmm

Chris: I take it you approve of that idea?

Bettie: mmhmmm

Chris: ok

Chris: in the meantime, I want you to imagine yourself lying back naked on the bed, legs spread, and that I'm standing between your spread legs rubbing my cock up and down your wet pussy

Bettie: mmm ... naughty fucker ...

Chris: ok, be back in a bit

Chris needed to leave his desk in order to work on a project he had been assigned. After completing his assignment, he decided to take advantage of the break in the conversation to make a short film clip of himself masturbating in the restroom, then email it to Bettie. The two of them would sometimes exchange these short film clips when they were unable to meet in person as a means to keep the flames of passion burning.

The restroom actually had an additional inner room with a shower stall, which afforded Chris some privacy to create the film without the fear of being discovered. He entered the shower room and locked the door behind him. He stripped off his clothes, hanging them off the hook on the back of the door. He positioned the video camera and took hold of his thick cock, slowly beginning to stroke it to hardness. Then hit "RECORD"...

He quietly spoke to the camera, just loud enough for the microphone to pick up his voice, but not so that he would draw any attention to himself if anyone else wandered into the restroom. "Oh fuck yeah, Bettie... I wish you were here for this. I would bend you over and stick this so deep inside you."

Chris continued to stroke his meat faster and faster as he talked dirty to the camera. He began to picture Bettie sitting in front of him, her legs spread wantonly, massaging her clit. "Oh fuck, baby!" he exclaimed under his breath, "Here it comes!!!"

He groaned inwardly as cum jetted from the tip of his cock. Spurt after spurt of his seed launched in an arch from his penis, spattering to the tiled floor. As the spasms of pleasure subsided, he clicked the camera back off and hurriedly set about cleaning up and getting dressed. After ensuring that everything was as it should be, he returned to his desk.

Chris: I'm back, are you there?

Bettie: and horny as fuck

Chris: uploading vid for you

Bettie: right now, i just want you talking

Chris: yes, ma'am!

Chris: where should I start? get right into it?

Chris: :.rubbing my cock up and down your moist slit.:

Chris: pressing harder against you each time

Chris: its beginning to penetrate you

Bettie: ohh ... mmm

Chris: you're so wet

Chris: my cock is slipping inside you easily, despite how tight you are

Chris: I keep teasing you.... penetrating you with the head only

Chris: you're trying to press against me... trying to impale yourself on me

Chris: you feel me line myself up

Chris: and pause

Bettie: ahh

Chris: you whimper a bit

Chris: then I thrust fully inside you with one stroke

Chris: you feel my balls smack against your ass cheeks

Chris: my hands reach forwards to cup your breasts

Chris: I catch your nipples between my fingers

Chris: kneading them

Chris: I taking slow, short thrusts in and out of you

Chris: only moving a few inches each way as I continue to play with your nipples and breasts

Chris: I lean over you and take your earlobe between my teeth

Chris: my hot breath in your ear

Chris: my tongue flicking

Chris: I'm starting to use longer, harder thrusts

Chris: I drag my tongue down the side of your neck..... stopping to nibble on your shoulder

Chris: I thrust into you deep, and begin grinding my hips against you as my teeth and tongue travel across your shoulder

Chris: one of my hands reaches up into your hair

Chris: I gently grab a fistful

Chris: I slowly pull your head back

Chris: exposing the side of your neck

Chris: as my mouth begins traveling up and down the side of your neck

Chris: I stop grinding against you and return to taking slow, short thrusts

RING!

"Oh, fuck!" Chris thought as his phone began ringing, "just as it was getting good!"

He looked at the caller i.d. on his phone and recognized that it was Bettie calling from her office. He picked up the phone, curious as to what she had in mind. He picked up the phone.

"Hey, Baby!" he whispered hoarsely, "Want me to continue?"

Bettie did not answer. Instead, all Chris could hear was the familiar 'whirring' noise of her vibrator. "Shit!" he thought. "She's using her toy at work!"

Chris got a mental image of what Bettie was doing. She was obviously in her office, and she must be wearing a skirt today. He imagined that she was leaning back in her chair, her skirt pulled up to her waist with the panties pulled to the side. She must be resting the receiver in her lap. He could hear her quietly gasping as her toy continued to vibrate along her slit.

His I.M. 'dinged' again, as another message appeared on his screen....

Bettie: keep going

Chris' cock grew even more erect in his slacks. He could hear her quiet moans as the vibrator worked itself against her sex. He imagined her running its length slowly up and down across the entrance of her wet vagina as she stared at his messages on the screen. He continued to type....

Chris: I stand back up

Chris: and grab your thighs

Chris: pulling you closer to the edge of the bed

Chris: I begin thrusting into you more powerfully

Chris: my hand travels up your one leg

Chris: directing you foot to my mouth

Chris: my lips and teeth clamp onto the arch of your foot as I continue to fuck you

He heard Bettie let out a quiet gasp as the message flashed up on her screen. Chris smiled at her reaction, as the arches of her feet were one of Chris' favorite erogenous zones to stimulate.

Chris: my tongue travels across your toes

Chris: licking, sucking

Chris: I let go of your foot

Chris: and grab you by the hips

Chris: I pull you against me as I slam into you

Chris could tell that Bettie was stifling her groans, doing her best to remain as silent as possible to not alert her office-mates. He heard the change in the quality of the vibrator's whirring, and realized she must now be working it in and out of her sopping cunt.

Chris: I grind against you

Chris: then slowly pull out again

Chris: and SLAM into you once more

Chris: one of my hands moves to rest atop your pubic mound

Chris: my thumb presses against your clit

Chris: massaging it

Bettie began to breath in and out in shallow breaths, tiny gasps escaping with each breath. An audible "Uh, uh, uh" could be heard over the noise of the marital aid between her legs.

Chris: I begin fucking you hard

Chris: as my thumb is touching your clit

Chris: my other hand reaches under to grab your ass

Chris: squeezing it

Chris: I'm pounding against you

Chris: you feel how deep I get

Chris: I start driving into you with my weight

"Oh fuck!" he heard over the receiver of the phone. She began to quietly grunting faster, and Chris realized she was getting close.

Chris: I pick up speed

Chris: our bodies are slapping together

Chris: I'm taking long powerful thrusts in and out of you

Chris: pulling my cock all the way out before thrusting it back in to the hilt

Chris: you feel my hipbones slamming into your thighs

Chris: I gently pinch your clit between my thumb and forefinger

Chris: twisting just slightly

Chris: you're so wet

Chris: I take my hand away and grab you by the hips

Chris: you take hold of my wrists

Chris: You pull yourself into me as I pull you against my cock

Chris: I'm trying to get as deep inside you as I can

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaau uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggg ggggghhhhhhhhhh", Bettie let out in a long, drawn-out groan "Oh my God!!!".

Chris knew she was doing as best she could to keep quiet, but he still worried that someone at her office would be alerted to what she was doing. Bettie was panting now, and he recognized that she was beginning to come down from her orgasm. He could see her chest heaving, legs quivering in his mind's eye. He heard her vibrator shut off as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

Chris: you feel better?

"Mmmhhhhmmmmm", she breathed into the phone. "Thanks."