Betsy’s Creampie Part #3

Betsy’s Creampie – Part 3

To better understand and enjoy this chapter, I suggest that you read Betsy’s Creampie Parts 1 and 2.

I was working from home. I had several conference calls; the last of which was a long, boring dissertation by some know it all from accounting on the benefits of their new system. My mind drifted. I leaned back in my chair and sipped my coffee. I thought about last weekend and the fun we had with Jeff and Lisa. I thought about jerking off.

I thought how nice it would be to have Betsy come home now. I fantasized that she would come home early, and relieve my boredom.

I heard the car door shut and the garage door open. She was home early; she must have read my mind.

She entered my office. She was wearing a blue skirt, slightly below mid-thigh and a simple, white, short sleeve blouse with buttons down the front. The blouse was unbuttoned to the middle of her chest showing a little cleavage. It was warm so she didn’t have on stockings. “I brought you dessert” she said with a grin. I looked at her. Other than her car keys, her hands were empty. She came in, sat on the couch across from me. I placed the phone on mute.

“Ok, I’ll bite. Where is my dessert?” I said.

“Are you sure you’re on mute? She said.

I double checked. “Yes”.

“Well”, she started, “It was slow in the office today so I took an early lunch. I went to that new deli by the office to grab a bite. Can you guess who was in the checkout line? It was Jeff. He had a sandwich, some sport drink and a slice of Boston cream pie. “We said ‘Hi’ and I commented on his dessert ***********ion. He told me that he would rather have more of my cream pie. I thought for a split second and told him I agreed that my (cream) pie was better and would like to share some too. He paid for his stuff and I followed him out.” He asked me if I was kidding” I said “Not at all. I think I’m in the mood for a cream pie; if you know what I mean.”

A smile came to his face. I saw a bulge in his crotch. I could feel my pussy getting moist. “ So, I’ll follow you to your house.” I said.

I couldn’t believe my ears. My shy, until recently faithful wife was now launching into our wildest bedroom fantasies; for real.

She sat on the edge of my office couch and leaned back. She was close enough to me that our feet touched. I could smell the musky aroma of sex fill the air.

“I thought about you on the drive over to his house.” She said. “Although I was horny and felt naughty, I wanted to give you pleasure from this too. So I decided to make you the biggest, sloppy seconds cream pie that you’ve ever imagined.”

“He kissed me as soon as we entered the house. He dropped his lunch bag. It was like in the movies. We kissed and groped. Clothes were stripped and tossed on the floor as we made it to the couch. I lay on top of him; we were both naked by then. I kissed him and slowly worked my way till I sucked his nipples. I made him moan and beg for more before I inched lower; licking, sucking and nibbling all the way to the base of his long, hard 7” cock. He pulled my hair as I licked all around the base. I worked his balls as he tugged my hair. I sucked one ball then the other until his moaning got louder. I took both balls into my mouth and sucked harder and harder till his cock started to pulse. I gently stroked his stiff rod until I saw pre cum oozing out the tip.”

I was in shock. “Did you blow him?” I asked.

“Of course not” she said emphatically. “My mouth is only for your cock.”

I was rock hard; my cock bulging from my shorts. “Then….?” I asked.

“I made my way back up his tight body till our mouths locked. We French kissed for a long while. He tried to feel my tits but I kept pinning his hands to his sides. I was so wet I was afraid I would stain the couch.”

I stroked my cock through my shorts. Betsy opened her legs; her skirt slid up over her thighs exposing her white panties. I noticed that they were wet and stained over the entire crotch. I could smell the sea smell of sex in the air. She unbuttoned a few buttons on her shirt exposing her white, lacy push up bra. I stared at her B-cups as she slid the fingers of her right hand under the bra and her fingers circled her nipples.

“I decided that I wanted to fuck him until he had no more cum left in him. His cock doesn’t have the girth that yours does; but I like the 7” length banging the back of my cunt. I spread my legs and pushed his cock quickly into my cunt. It slid right in because it’s not as thick as yours. I fucked him like a whore until he emptied his load deep in my wet snatch. I pumped that cock until it was soft and it slid out.”

My mind raced. Fucked him like a whore? Betsy said that? Who was this gorgeous, hot, sexy amazing lady sitting across from me? Can this be real? Did I die and go to heaven?

Betsy continued, “I continued to kiss him. I played with his nipples until he grew hard again. I wasted no time. I grabbed his dick and pushed it back into my creamy cunt. I rode his cock hard. I came and kept riding until he arched his back and emptied another load of hot cum into me. I could feel the hot load shoot deep, filling me more. He softened but this time I kept his cock in my hot little pussy.”

Her fingers pulled the cups of her bra down exposing her rock hard nipples. She continued to play with them with her right hand. Her left hand slid down to her panties. She slowly slid her fingers under the waist band and peeled them off. She lifted her ass to get them off and wiggled them over her feet. She stood up and stepped to me. She picked up her panties, exposing the inner crotch. It was soaked with a pool of sperm and cunt juice. It was so fresh that it hadn’t started to dry. She must have raced home as soon as she was fucked.

She held it to my nose. “Have a taste of pie”. She offered. I inhaled the aroma. It smelled like the ocean; wet and musty. She pushed the cum to my lips then dropped them on my lap. She slid her skirt off and sat back on the couch. Her ass was on the edge and leaned back, resting her head on the cushion. She spread her legs wide exposing a frothy head of cum coating her crotch. She spread her cunt lips with her fingers. White cum oozed from her lips that were covered in a frothy, creamy blanket of cum. Her pink pussy looked stretched and swollen. She slowly traced circles in the cum; teasing her cunt.

“He had cum twice in my cunt and I wasn’t ready to have him stop. I lay next to him with my legs closed to keep as much cum in me as possible. I kept his hands off me as I stroked him hard again. I took a few minutes. I told him I was going to fuck him until his cock fell off. He seemed to like that and started getting hard again. As he grew more excited, I mounted him again. I asked him, ‘Do you like your new slut? Do you think your cock is good enough to fill me again?’ This got him really hard. I kept swearing like a fucking sailor, telling him how much I wanted his cream to fill my slutty hole. “Fuck my cunt. I want your cock deep in me. Bang my cervix with that massive tool. I want your seed filling me. God I want your cock. Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

He came a third time. Just as before, I drained every drop of his jism that I could. My cunt felt so full of his seed. I should have cum a dozen times; but I was so focused that I didn’t cum again. I lay next to him and began my ritual again. It took about 20 minutes but he got hard again. ’Think you can fill my slutty hole again? This slut’s for you.” I said. He grunted and I hopped on him again. My cunt was so wet he slid all the way in in one shot. I immediately bounced as his cock banged against my cervix again and again. As before, I swore and rode his dick until he arched his back and I felt his cock spasm in my pussy a fourth time. I sat on him; with him deep in me until I was sure he was empty. I told him that I hoped that Lisa wouldn’t be upset if he was too sore and tired to service her for a day or two.”

As I rolled off he said “I’m done.