This is the second in a serial of report. To fully appreciate this one, I suggest you read the initiatory Betsy's Creampie - Rewritten.

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

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

Both girls were braless, wore tank tops and shortstop that showed a lot of tanned, sexy ramification. Betsy's top was yellow and topped with pinko lace. If she leaned forward, the low neck drooped and you could see her small but perky bosom. Lisa had a blue top. No lace and it was tighter. It didn't droop when she bent over ; but, her tit made a delicately impression. Lisa has shoulder length black whisker. She is about the same superlative, 5'5 ”, slightly heavier and her titmouse are larger than Betsy's B-cups but they don't seem as perky. Jeff is a few inch taller than me ; with the same athletic build but ponderous.

The music was upright and the beer and wine flowed freely. Eventually I tried to die the sexual latent hostility. As Betsy bent grass over, I made remark about the cracking opinion down her shirt. Later, when Lisa went by, Jeff would comment about Lisa's great peaks under her shirt to go up on. As the day progressed and the booze flowed, we started to make comment about each other's little girl as well as our own. Both girls played shy at first of all ; but then played into it and seemed to delight giving more opportunities for comments. As we walked by each other, more brushing and touching took home. kickoff it was Jeff and Lisa, then Betsy and me. Soon Betsy and Lisa seemed to count for opportunity to brush against each other's spouse.

Lisa asked me to go into the kitchen to help her open another bottle of wine-colored. At the counter, as I reached around her to take the nursing bottle, she backed into me. I reached my arms around her to grasp the nursing bottle. She pulled it to her chest, so my mitt rested against her tits. With one hand she held the feeding bottle, with the other she took my hand and pushed it into her bosom. She squeezed my right deal so that it squeezed her right tit. I felt her mamilla as it grew hard. She pulled my hired man away and together we opened the bottle and poured another round.

We returned to the porch, I grabbed another beer for Jeff. We continued to mouth and listen to the toons. Lisa got up to align the wireless ; Betsy walked over and picked up a plate of cow chip from the table. Jeff was sitting across from me. Lisa walked behind Jeff and began to rub down his articulatio humeri."Just what I needed, a substance from a aphrodisiacal lady. Does it come with a happy ending ?"Betsy laughed as she walked by and"tripped"and fell into Jeff's lap. She didn't spill the silicon chip ; but settled onto his lap.

"Do I get one too ?"Betsy said. She sat with her back to him ; her legs spread outside of his. I immediately thought of the last clip he was between her legs and of the monolithic cream pie he left there. As Jeff enjoyed his massage, he said,"of course you get one too"and began to rub Betsy's shoulders.

I sat across the pack of cards and could see and enjoy the entirely show. Lisa's custody wandered down his chest and she rubbed with one hand and pinched a nipple with the other. Lisa gave me a twinkling. Betsy took another sip of wine as Jeff's hands explored more than her shoulders. first-class honours degree he moved to her spine. After a short while, his work force moved to her sides, from under her munition to the outside of her thighs. Lisa began to snog and lick Jeff's neck opening and ears as her workforce explored his body. Soon, Betsy leaned back allowing Jeff's men to get through the cover of her thighs and belly. Betsy took another sip of wine, closed her middle and leaned all the way back against Jeff's breast. All three had their eyes closed, massaging each former to the rhythm of the music. Soon Jeff's mitt were stroking Betsy's inside second joint ; occasionally gently dragging across her crotch. He kept his right handwriting between her legs and slowly moved his bequeath one to her chest. He massaged her upper bureau, and then let his fingers circle one breast, then the early.

No one said a Christian Bible but everyone's external respiration seemed to get deeper. Lisa could no longer get through Jeff's chest, so she rubbed Betsy's shoulder joint. Jeff grew bolder. As his left hand worked its magic over her chest, it slipped under her on the loose shirt. His hand slowly worked its way up and I could see him draw outlines around her bosom with his finger. Betsy was slowly rocking her pelvic arch back and forth ; her ass detrition into his privates. Betsy's shortstop were pulled up besotted against her slit. I could see the outline of her rim through the thin fabric. Jeff's right hand stroked the sharpness of the thighs where it met her shorts. His hand was lupus erythematosus than an in from her pussy.

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

"What's fair is fair"I said as I rubbed Lisa's back with my right script and traced circles from her knee joint to the top of her shorts with my leftfield. Lisa reached for her half full glass. In one gulp, she finished the wine and placed the empty glass on the table. She turned and kissed me hard on the lips. In a moment, her tongue found my mouth and tongue. Her legs parted slightly. As we kissed, I could see Betsy and Jeff out of the corner of my eye.

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

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

Jeff's right hand rubbed Betsy's crotch hard. Soon one, then two finger's breadth pushed the flimsy short fabric to the side of meat. He had costless access to her bitch. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full penetration. Betsy's hands were between his branch. Jeff slid low-pitched in the chair, allowing her access to his cock. As she slid, Jeff's hand could no longer touch her crotch so he undid the top push button of her shorts and slew his fingerbreadth under the waistband. Soon, second and third clitoris were undone. Because he recently fucked her, he knew that her bush was cropped into a short landing place striptease just above her clitoris and her lips were shaved. I couldn't tell how far his finger's breadth reached ; but Betsy was getting hotter and my hammer harder watching.

Betsy reached for her wine-colored and took a big draught. Normally shy, conservative Betsy pulled her tank top completely off and dropped it to the pack of cards. She stood up, turned to Jeff. She spread his legs and dropped to her human knee between them. Her drawers were low and loose around her hip and thighs ; showing the crevice of her ass and tops of her cheeks. Her hands started massaging his chest of drawers and then worked down to his trunks. Betsy pulled the button open and ripped the zipper down. She tugged the shorts from under his ass and then off. She dropped them by her tank top. His circumcised cock was fully erect. It seemed longer than mine ; maybe seven or 7 1/2 inches but definitely not as thick. The head was squat, the same diam as his shaft. He didn't trim his President Bush or trim his orchis. Betsy wrapped her hand around the lance and slowly started to stroke it."This does look familiar"she growled. Betsy kissed and licked his inner thighs ; her oculus fixed on his dick. She was having some trouble with the tomentum from his egg in her rima oris. She pulled a hair from her lip, the continued to lick his balls.

As far as I know, Betsy hadn't been with another lover since we were married until Jeff fucked her and creamed her cunt a few weeks ago. In the past, we talked about it, fantasized and role played about her with 2 or 3 pecker. I've never seen her with another lover ; man or woman. This was scary, raging and very exciting. What would she do ? What would she try ? Would she do the affair she does to me or try something different ? Would Lisa and I join or just be Peeping Tom ? In our fantasies, Betsy always let the other fan ( dildo or vibrator ) fuck her pussy or ass. She said that she wouldn't suck another cock or swallow his load ; that was too"personal"and saved her blowjob for me. Betsy was very feel at giving head. She must take practiced all of her life before she met me. She gives the trump blow chore that I ever had and often sucks my cock dry ; swallowing every drop. That seemed to be changing before my optic. Would she go down on him ? Would she let him cum in her mouth ? Would she take back his shipment ? Is it a new door opening ? Would there be others ?

Lisa was still sitting on my lap. We turned slightly so we both could watch Betsy kneeling between Jeff's ramification, stroking his prick and licking his balls. Betsy nibbled on his ball sack ; then took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it. She was gentle at first-class honours degree ; but sucked harder as she stroked his shaft. Jeff seemed tender to her sucking. Maybe it was new to him. Soon she had both balls in her rima oris. Her hand stroked his turncock slowly, as if to excite him but proceed him from cumming. I waited to see if and how she would take up his cock.

Lisa turned and straddled my legs with her back to me as Betsy had sat on Jeff's. Taking a cue from them I ran my hands over her teat. I could feel her pie-eyed nipples through the fabric. Lisa's ass soil hard against my cock. A thought flashed through my mind."Does she like anal ?"Betsy and I have tried it. My cock has always been too slurred for her. She often likes my fingers and tongue around her ass and sometimes in it. My right hand hand moved to Lisa's legs, thigh and the bottom of her shorts. It's tight against her puss. I ran my fingers around her second joint and up and down her pussy through her shorts. The genital organ of her drawers was damp.

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

"Are you enjoying this as much as I am ?"Betsy said. Her pass on hand rubbed her moist dent. She spread her juices, coating her stiff kitty. Betsy turned to Jeff ;"I want you to eff me !"She turned, spread her legs and inched her way back to Jeff. His turncock stood fully vertical. She lowered herself onto his hard cock. She braced herself on the arm of the chair with one hand. With the former she held Jeff's cock and rubbed the head against her wet slit, coating it with her succus."cave in me that cock now ”. Even with lube, it's severely to slither my cock into Betsy's cunt. It takes a piece to circulate her inside pussy. She lowered herself onto Jeff's cock. She didn't hesitate. She closed her middle, let out a whispered suspiration and lowered herself in one motion until he was fully in her ; his nut tight to her clit. Maybe because his stopcock wasn't as thick that it slid in so easily. Maybe she was really wet and primed. I don't know. All I know is that the extra length of his tool didn't slow her John L. H. Down. She took it all and impaled her cunt on his dick. She doesn't often ride my shaft in a black eye cowgirl side ; but it was perfect for this. Lisa and I got to see her human face, nipple and pussy while she was getting fucked.

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

They sat motionless enjoying the world-class, thick insight of her hot snatch. Jeff's hands were on her titmouse ; cupping them. Betsy's eyes were fixed on Lisa while her hand were between her legs, holding Jeff's clod.

"Fuck me, lie with me"Betsy repeated. Lisa and I watched with fascination as his long stopcock disappeared fully into her slit and then reappeared. Betsy's twat easily devoured the full distance of his hammer as he thrust it into her. Again she lowered herself onto his manhood. She let out a soft moan as he fully penetrated her. She rolled her hips, swirling his shaft in her tight, wet hollow. Her succus flowed from her pussy. Her lips glistened with the juice from her passion hole as a few drops ran across his balls.

While they began to fuck, united with his cock deep in her, I let my hired man explore Lisa. I haven't felt up another womanhood since before Betsy and I were married. I was tingly, almost like a Virgin. I pulled Lisa's shirt over her brain ; she helped and let it drop. Her tits were turgid and sagged more than I imagined. Her titty were white, her ring of color expectant and light John Brown and her nipples were the same brown color. Her nipples were big and hard ; the size of a pencil eraser. My hands unbuttoned her short circuit and I pulled the zipper apart. My right hand cupped her right tit. The finger's breadth of my left mitt easily slid into her loosened shorts. My fingers reached her pubic hair. Like Betsy, she seems to clip it. Her pubic hair was closely cropped. It seemed to form a trigon ; the top wider and the bottom narrow and seemed to point at her button. I slid my leave alone hand over her clitoris to her cunt. Her rim were shaved and her cunt was soaked in her juices. Dipping my finger in her wet, slippery sex juices, I stroked her lips upward public treasury I reached her button. I parted the hood and coated Lisa's clitoris with her own juice. My rightfulness script massaged one tit, then the other. I teased her breasts and saved her nipples till later. Her body wasn't as fit as Betsy's but it was new and different. My turncock throbbed against Lisa's ass. She leaned back against my thorax. I kissed and licked her neck and spike. My left middle finger slowly worked her cunt succus on to her clit."dungeon going"she said as her ass squirmed and her peg bedcover wider. Her shorts slid down a few inches ; it confirmed my impression of her bush. It was glowering, closely range and in the form of an upside down triangle pointing to her clit. She was getting wetter and was letting out a slight groan. She didn't try to remove her boxers, so I continued to massage her sonant titty and hard, wet clit."Finger sleep together me"Lisa moaned.

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

Lisa was content with my hands on her. Her ass ground against my cock and she stroked my second joint ; but she made no effort to go further. Lisa's oculus were glued to Jeff's peter as it was splitting Betsy'puss. I hadn't had sex with anyone but Betsy in over 30 years. However, I was content with this new experience. I was massaging Lisa's breast and fingering her cunt as Betsy was fucking Lisa's husband in straw man of us.

I'm not sure who started to cum first, Betsy or Jeff. Soon she was bouncing up and down, taking his cock almost fully out of her twat before dropping hard on it till her clit hit his glob. Her left mitt rubbed her button back and forth. Her right hand steadied herself and she bounced faster and faster. Soon they were both cumming hard in noisy go. They continued cumming for what seemed like 10 minutes. His white cum oozed from her puss in a thick, effervescing lather. They slowed to a stop consonant with his putz fully in her wet cunt.

Lisa was hot ; but I teased and slowed to hold her from going over the edge to orgasm. Suddenly Jeff pushed Betsy to her groundwork. He took her by the hand to the livelihood room rug. He lay on his back with his knees up and, with Betsy facing him, pulled her to her articulatio genus, above his face. This calendar week he was going to banquet on her ointment pie. Lisa and I could barely see them. Lisa leaned forward and stood up. My fingers almost got stuck in her pussy. As she stood up, she let her shorts drop to the base. Lisa reached for my hand, dripping wet from her succus, and led me to the livelihood room. I expected her to continue to learn and maybe sit on my lap. Lisa loosened my shorts and pulled them down and off. My shaft was hard ; however I wasn't sure what she really wanted. Lisa faced Jeff, dropped to her stifle between Jeff's human knee. She still had my bridge player and pulled me down behind her. Lisa bent down on all quartet, reached between her legs with her powerful paw and grabbed my erect rooster.

"As they say, what's fair is fair. piece of ass me"She said as she pulled my cock to her dripping wet pussy and rubbed it against her to lube me up. Then she guided me into her snatch. She was blotto and I pressed until the question was past her brim. Lisa turn forward toward Jeff's cock. It was one-half upright and coated in a creamy mixture of his cum and Betsy's cunt juices. She started to bat his Ball as Betsy had done.

What a sight this was. I was on my knees, fucking Lisa, Jeff's married woman, doggy style, Lisa licking Jeff's cock and lapping the combination of his cum and Betsy's pussy juice and Jeff, licking his own cum from Betsy's creamy, cream pie cunt.

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

Lisa was no slouch in the BJ section. She licked Jeff's glob and cock, then seemed to deep throat his articulated lorry erect 7"cock with no exertion. Jeff's mouth knew its way around a pussy and seemed well-to-do and eager to eat the pick pie he baked in Betsy's hot snatch. Betsy was rocking her slit back and Forth into Jeff's back talk and her hands were massaging her own tits.

Lisa's cunt was still very miserly. My rock hard tool couldn't push more than the head into her dripping jam. She pushed against my peter but it couldn't be forced in. I took my cock into my hired man and pushed it up and down her twat from her clit to her ass, coating it in her juice ; then tried to introduce. No luck.

Jeff was hard again. Lisa had full oral technique. Lisa reached between her peg and wrapped her hand around my shaft. Then, to my surprise, she positioned the principal against her SOB."screw my ass"She said as she pushed back and, it started to slide in. The fountainhead slid in and I stopped to see her reaction. Lisa pushed harder, ramming my pecker into her ass until my balls hit her clit.

"God !"Lisa gasped"You're so thick ; you're going to carve up my ass extensive give ”.

Betsy heard that, turned and smiled at me.

Once in, I reached around and found Lisa's wet clitoris with my the right way hand and her result nipple with the former. Her response was quick. She racked her hips and my cock would pull out slightly then plunge into her sweet ass."Fuck me…. nooky me ”. She started slowly and gained momentum."Give my soaked ass a good hard fucking"

Jeff pushed Betsy back from his face. I think he was being smothered. He pushed her back until her cunt was against his prick. He wanted to fuck her again. Lisa pushed harder into me. Her back talk gave way to Betsy's cunt. Betsy slowly lowered herself onto Jeff's 7"hawkshaw until it was again swallow deep in her. This sentence, his balls were tight against her dessert ass."Fuck my cunt"Betsy said as she bounced up and down riding his cock as he squeezed her tit. She braced her helping hand on his chest of drawers to serve keep the rhythm.

Lisa was close to cumming. She pounded her ass against me and my balls hit my digit on her clit. She let out a long, loud moan as she came, I exploded my starting time load deep into her ass. Soon she pressed my fingers against her clit to quit the action. Her bucking slowed as I got softer.

auditory modality Lisa cum pushed Jeff over the edge. He let out a growling as he filled Betsy with her second creamy load of the day. Betsy didn't cum again but slowed as he must take in grown delicate. Lisa pulled her ass away from my tool. She had a nice ointment pie dripping from her ass down to her pussy. She scooted on her knees and straddled Jeff's point. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal pick pie filling.

Betsy turned to me. She took my helping hand and crawled to the sofa. Betsy lay on her back with one invertebrate foot on the coffee table and one on the storey. Her snatch lips were wide-cut heart-to-heart and a declamatory dollop of cum filled the nothingness. She pulled me closer then guided my point between her open snatch rim. The aroma was strong. The smell of his irregular incumbrance of pungent, sticky White cum mixed with her honeyed pussy juice filled my nostrils. I was apprehensive. Sometimes I don't want to taste cream after I've cum. Would it be as good as the offset of his emollient pies that I ate ? Just as before, I kissed her clitoris and cunt with a closed mouth. I felt his warm freight against my lip and expression. Betsy's pussy was slippery in cum. She liked the feeling and I continued to kiss her from clit to ass."Eat me ; eat my fucking cum filled cunt. Taste our cum"Eat every drop of his cum from my fucking snatch pickle ”.

Jeff must have been doing a dependable job. Lisa was rubbing her cunt and ass all over Jeff's expression ; his work force on her tits. I could pick up him slurping up my load as he ate Lisa's ass and slit. The more he ate, the more than she talked."Eat my ass. punch up every pearl of cum from my dirty hole. He stretched my tight ass and filled it for you to eat. Bury your glossa in my cum filled hole."She was getting louder as she approached another orgasm. Lisa turned and began to 69 with Jeff."Betsy's cunt juice tastes right with your cum"she said as she sucked his dick deep in her throat.

I could see Lisa's ass and bitch as Jeff ate her out. I opened my mouth and licked Betsy's cum soaked clit. The taste was just as before. The taste was salty, tangy and viscid as I slowly lapped up the pick. I took a finger's breadth and coated it with cum. I began to slide it into her ass as my kitty eating escalate. I lost sensation of what I was doing. I started to eat her emollient pie like a starving man. I didn't just push the cum against her open pussy ; I gulped the cum and sucked on her clit and rim ; my finger fucked her tight ass. Betsy was arching her backrest and grinding her twat into my face and mouth. I heard both Lisa and Betsy cumming as they were both being eaten. The both squealed as the came ; their rose hip grinding their ointment PIE into us. Soon both girls stopped. Betsy pulled my caput and held it tight against her cunt but stopped the movement. Lisa collapsed on Jeff and they both lay motionless. All four of us rested our sexually exhausted bodies. The four of us lay motionless, breathing in the fragrance of hot sex.

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