Betty would have smiled if she weren't so upset. Her daughter knew all the right words to say. There would be parents there. No booze. No fucking.
"I don't know. It's tonight? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Betty asked.
Kathy rolled her eyes to the ceiling, affecting a bored face. Betty hated that. She curled her fingers against her thighs, digging her nails in as she studied her daughter's face. Was she hiding something from her? A quick phone call would tell her the truth.
"I told you the day Brian came home with that other guy." Kathy said.
Betty felt her face flame red, her neck burning with shame. Betty remembered that day. It was as she could do to keep her mind on making dinner with the two handsome young men all around her. Tina might have said something, but it wouldn't have registered. Perhaps she should give her daughter the benefit of the doubt, she thought. Surely there could be nothing wrong with her going to a supervised party.
"I'll let you know in an hour. Let me have some time to think about it," Betty said.
Kathy pouted, shuttling her legs under one another as she stared at her mother across dining room table. It was a kind of victory, but she still wouldn't know if she could go or not, and felt dumb about calling Tina and giving her a partial answer. She'd go and hunt up her brother. Maybe Brian would say something to push her mother. He always seemed to push her around easily.
"Is that okay with you?"
"Uh-huh," Kathy said, shrugging her shoulders and pushing herself away from the table.
She helped her mother clear away the lunch dishes, then went out the back door. Betty bit her lip. She wished Kathy would wear something other than bikinis. It was especially disconcerting with the two men around. Brian didn't matter, but…
Betty shuddered, rubbing her fingers briskly along her game-fleshed upper arms. Just thinking his name had the power to make her weak. All she could think about lately was that handsome young man, the young man who had fucked her and had brought her a new flair for livin.
"Betty?"
It was as if her thoughts had materialized him and popped two dishes into the dishwasher, nearly breaking them as Justin slipped up behind her and slid his arms around her waist.
She felt her ass pressing softly back into his crotch as his fingers moved up to her tits.
Betty closed her eyes. Her nipples were mashed in by his fingers, and he began fucking his crotch against her ass.
"No, the kids!"
"Brian's back there talking with your daughter! They aren't going come in here for a while! We've got plenty of time to-to fuck around!" he gasped.
"Please, Justin, it's only three-thirty!"
He threw back his head and laughed hard, his fingers still crawling along her tits.
"My cock doesn't have a watch! Come on! Nobody's gonna come in and find out what were doing!"
Betty hesitated for a second. Drying her hands, she stood on tiptoe, peering out the small window just above the sink. Through the white lace curtains she could see her son and daughter talking in earnest. Brian was waving his thickly muscled arms in the air dramatically and Kathy was leaning against the rear fender of his car. Betty sighed, feeling Justin's strong hand on her left tit. She figured she could lose herself for just a few moments in his arms, with his cock.
"Yes, yes!" she gasped, breathless at the thought of being fucked once more by Justin.
"And I'm gonna do it slower this time," he said, guiding her to the bedroom.
His words were like a chant to her, numbing her mind to the present. It was nice. It was just what she needed. Betty had half-images of going into her bedroom, of Justin locking the door while she slipped off her dress, her bra, her panties.
"You know, you're more wild than any teenager I've ever been with," Justin said, pulling his jeans off slowly.
"Really?"
Betty was breathing hard and her nipples had become thick, hot nubs that wanted to be sucked and bitten. The wrong and right of doing something with her son's best friend was becoming cloudier. She knew she was a hypocrite, warning her daughter about fucking men while she was doing it on the sly with Justin.
"Betty – oh yeah, this is gonna be good, real good! You're gonna beg me to stick my cock in you when I get through!" Justin moaned.
She liked what he was telling her. She fell back onto the bed and rested against two pillows while Justin crawled up behind her. She moved her shoulders against the bed, breathless, the big man pressing against her. His fingers were smoothing over her skin, creating electric surges everywhere they touched. She thought it odd that someone she barely knew could make her feel so good.
"Uhhhhhh!" she groaned.
"Oh yeah, Betty, yeah!"
He rolled her onto her tummy, laughing and he bobbed his head around and started licking at her. She felt his mustache, the prickly feeling she had loved before, touching her cunt once more. It seemed so naughty, so wickedly dangerous having her ass so naked, so vulnerable to him.
Betty felt his big fingers pressing into her ass, spreading her asscheeks apart so that her hot, sweaty asscrack was exposed. Justin was licking into it, his fingers straying once more into her asshole as his tongue shot down toward her cunt.
"Uhhhhh!"
The new excitement of having a man touch her in a different way made her shudder. He was all over her, licking his tongue up and down while his cock bobbed dangerously up and down against his flat belly.
Betty groaned, raising her ass up slowly, wagging it back and forth for Justin. It was all for Justin, the wonderful man licking her. He sighed behind her, wetting each asscheek with his tongue, then sliding his mouth back until it was starting to suck en her pussy. She could feel his tongue spearing into her hot, musky cunt, the pointy tip touching all the slick hollows and bumps of her itchy, aching pussy.
"Uhhhh, oh my God!" she cried.
Betty jerked her head up, her hair splashing over her whitened knuckles, her elbows threatening to collapse. She could hardly draw in enough air to fill her lungs, but Justin continued to lap and lick her pussy.
"Ohhh, when you lick me like this – oh God, you're gonna make me cum!"
Betty could have laughed at what she had said. She was so anxious, so hot. It was just as it had been when she was younger! And Justin was there behind her, touching and licking her, giving her back her lost years. She loved it. She was panting every bit as hard as he was, and the weight of her tits hanging down from her chest excited her even more.
Betty wobbled there on her elbows, gasping in lungfuls of air when she could, holding her breath when Justin's strong tongue brushed another sensitive spot. He was working lower of her thighs. She spread them until her inner cuntlips peeled stickily back from the hot pussymeat along her cunt slit. Justin smiled at the way she was bobbing her ass for him, wanting him to fuck her.
"Ohhh, yes, ohhhhhh!" Betty groaned.
Betty felt his strong hands on her thighs again, pushing her around until she was on her back once more. Justin towered above her, his cock sticking straight out, the pointed cockhead so bloated that she thought it would blow apart. It looked so hot, so ready to fuck her. Already, thick drops of pre-cum were oozing from the piss-slit, ready to ooze out and drip to the mattress. The touch of it against her clit would surely send her off, she thought. And he was leaning up forward, his hands on her shoulders.
"Want my tongue up your cunt again before I fuck you?" Justin asked.
It was a terrible thing to ask. Betty lowered her eyes.
"Yeah, you want my mouth, you wanna get sucked off!" he gasped.
Justin rubbed his tongue over her flooding cuntmeat, his tongue touching her clit again and again. He put one hand around his cock and began jerking off, his fingers slicked down by the pre-cum oozing from his piss-slit and greasing down his thick-veined prickshaft. It was almost more than the woman could stand. She had heard about women being cock-crazy. And now Betty knew what they were talking about. She wanted his prick, would have killed for his cock. She closed her eyes and thought about fucking.
"Want my cock? Want it bad?"
"Oh yes, give it to me! Give it to me!"
Betty babbled excitedly, not caring about her daughter, her son, or anyone except the wonderful man making her feel so good. She tried to get up, but fell back onto the bed as his tongue rubbed her flooding cuntmeat once more. Her pussy hair hung in tiny wet clumps while Justin fitted his mouth onto her cunt and sucked hard, flicking two fingers into her pussy at the same time and twisting them around and around.
Betty went out of her mind. She jerked her legs high in the air, scissor-kicking them rapidly back and forth while grunting out his name. The cords stood out in her neck as she felt his tongue and fingers fucking her, slipping in and out of her body until she couldn't breathe.
"Fuck…"
"Oh yeah, Betty!" he grunted, pulling back and taking a cunthair from between his front teeth.
He was still finger fucking her and watching as she whipped her legs against the bed hugging his body with the insides of her knees. The throbbing hurt that ached through her pussy was growing more and more intense. She had to have it all, had to have his cock in her! She would die if she didn't have it all, she thought.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Betty gasped.
Justin looked at her, a quicky smile on his lips, before he started to settle on top of her twisting body.
"You're gonna get it, baby, get my cock in your fuckin' cunt!"
Betty looked at him with rounded eyes, her chest rising and falling mightily as her cunt throbbed. Every second seemed like an hour as she felt his body hair tickling over her tits, belly, and crotch. There it was! Then his cockhead was rubbing up the insides of her thighs, snaking up until it was brushing against her hot, soppy cunt. Betty cried out, her legs spreading apart, every nerve ending in her pussy aching for the touch of his prick.
"Fuck-fuck me!" she whispered.
Justin smiled again, resting his body against hers and sliding his hands under her narrow shoulders. His prickhead was pushing up against her pussy, flattening her outer cuntlips, sliding in on her fuck juices until it was tugging past her inner cuntlips and entering her body. She could feel it penetrating her as it had before, and the sensation nearly drove her mad.
"Oh, Justin. Oh yes, oh – what are you doing?"
He kept his cock halfway in her cunt while he drew one hand around her ass. In an instant, the woman felt two fingers pushing into her slitter. Betty squawked, trying to pull her ass away. But Justin was holding her fast with his body, fucking his fingers down deeper into her asshole, until they were in up to the knuckles.
Hot flashes exploded from Betty's ass, making her clit throb harder than before. It was wild, the most wild thing she had done in a long time! And then in came a third finger, one that sent fiery daggers flashing from her violated shitter into her pussy.
Betty snapped her head back, pushing it into the crushed white pillow as she beat her heels against Justin's lower back. She cried out his name again and again as he twisted his fingers. Fucking them in and out of her tight little whole, driving his cock into her clit with the same fucking rhythm.
"Yes, yes, yea!" she groaned.
Betty couldn't stop the rush of feelings rioting in her brain. Fucked in the ass. Fucked in the cunt. Fucked in both places the same time! The woman grunted in hr lover's ear, her quivering and shaking as his wonderful fingers fucked in and out of her shitter again and again.
"Uh-huhhhhhh-huhhhhhhh!"
Betty felt spicy, shocking sensations blasting from her asshole and inching up into her clit, making the tiny organ sputter like a firecracker. Her ass muscles snapped shut on Justin's fucking fingers, her asscheeks tensing, relaxing, then tensing again as she frantically bobbed them up and down for more feeling. He obliged her, sticking yet a fourth finger into her asshole and fucking his hand rapidly back and forth in fluttering movements as his prick fucked all the way into her cunt.
Betty let out a hoarse, yelping cry, the cords straining in her throat, her lungs nearly bursting from the lack of air. The wonderful, young man was doing wonderful things to her and making her cum while his prick sawed frantically back and forth.
"Huhhhhrrr-ahhhhhh!"
It was as if someone had touched a burning match to the head of her clit. Betty screamed, her body tensing like a coiled snake, then falling to pieces as she came and came and came, her body turning into one convulsing cunt.
How long it went on she didn't know. When she finally opened her eyes, Betty realized that Justin had pulled his finger and cock from her body. He was kneeling in front of her, working his hand on his still-hard cock.
"I didn't cum!" he gasped.
"Didn't you?"
Betty swallowed hard. He was ready for more, ready to blow her brains out once more with his prick. She stared at the young man, wondering just when he would tire of fucking.
"Come on, baby, you're gonna use that mouth for something better than asking stupid questions!"
He moved around, winding up on his back and twisting her body around until she was on her knees, weakly crouched in front of him. Betty shivered, feeling the seepy sensation of jizz oozing from her slackening cunt. Looking down between the man's thickly muscled legs, she saw his cock. Her breath caught when she saw what was there, saw the real size and shape of the man's prick. The veins throbbed when she grabbed it and squeezed.
"Yeah, yeah!" he gasped.
He was smiling sexily up at her. Betty blushed, feeling embarrassed by him, and yet so free.
"I guess I might as well confess. It's been a long time since I've had a close look at a man," she said.
His darkened cockhead swelled in front of her eyes, making her feel faint.
"I'm pretty close," Justin said, sucking in a ragged breath. "Damned close!"
Betty knew what the boy wanted her to do. There didn't have to be any long explanations. She bent her head down, feeling her mouth go dry as she licked her lips and prepared to suck him off. Gently, she brought her right hand down between her splayed thighs, pushing her fingers between her cum-smeared outer cuntlips and finding her clit. To her surprise, it sprang into life once more, easing itchily from its tight fitting sheath and rubbing up against her fingers.
A thick foreskin covered half of Justin's glistening cockhead. Betty pulled it back, her breath getting raspy as she inched the covering skin back. She was sitting on her haunches in front of him, and as the ridge of his swollen cockhead was exposed, Justin slumped back on the pillow and closed his eyes.
At first, Betty wanted to get used to it, to taste it a little. She had already made up her mind that she would suck his prick. Gently, she extended her tongue, until it covered almost half the underside of his cockshaft. She could feel the tube through which his cum would soon jet. Justin was so tense, so eager, that he was shivering.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby!" he moaned.
He reached up weakly for her hand, then fell back again. On her hands and knees, Betty pushed the swollen cockhead just inside her lips, rubbing them over the taut skin. Betty bobbed her head up and down, letting the spongy, hard cockhead jab well down into her throat. She quickly figured out how to breathe in rhythm, jerking up and down and making Justin groan.
"Goddamn it! Man – gonna – Oh wow!"
She closed her eyes. Betty liked the feel of the veined cock moving in and out of her mouth. She felt the fire between her spread thighs burning through her.
Whimpering through her flared nostrils while her fingers plowed through the sloppy mess of her cunt, Betty could tell that Justin was just about ready to fire his load down her throat. She brought her free hand up to his balls, cradling them, then tickling them lightly with her fingertips. Justin liked that, his knees jerking up from the bed, then flopping back down as he swore at her.
Just when Betty started cumming, she heard Justin make strangling sounds, his back arching high from the bed as his lips worked against one another. His muscles were rigid. His cock began jerking between her lips.
Betty was about to say something when she felt something spattering against the back of her throat. He was shooting into her, his prickhead jabbing out the sides of her checks while globs of jizz dripped over her tongue and teeth, oozing down her throat.
"Ummmmmffff!" Betty moaned.
It felt good to cum with a cock pushing down into her. Betty swallowed, then swallowed again, but was unable to keep some of the spit and cum mixture from frothing out around her lips. Justin jerked and humped, hammering his fists against the mattress and calling her dirty names.
Betty let his prick soften between her sucking lips, feeling the fire between her thighs slowly cool. Yes, she was good, but she could be better, she thought.