Peeping Betty Part II
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Hello to all why peeking Betty you ask? Well they have peeing Toms that look in the window at naked women. Well I love looking at naked women also. The women that I care to look at almost every night is my mother and sister Domaneque. Yes and my name is Betty.
I started peeking in the window, peek hole at my sister once I hit the age of 16. To her I was a brat that was always under foot listening to her conservation and as she tells it sticking my nose in where it does not belong. One day I was listening to her talking on the phone with one of her friends in her bed room. While she was on the bed she had her hands down in her pants. I just stood their and watched what she was doing until she say me standing their. She jumped out of the bed and closed the door after calling me a brat. Whatever or whoever she was talking too must have been talking dirty to her for her to have her hands in her private area. I ran to my room and slammed the door just as she had done. One thing that Domaneque was unaware of there was a nice peep hole that allowed me to see her bed. Don’t get me wrong I love my sister. But at times she got on my nerves too. At first I put a cup up to the wall so that I could hear what she was saying. She was not saying those kinds of things when I was standing at the door. Whoever it was must have been giving her instructions. I looked on as she took off her bikini bottoms. I heard her respond with yes I have removed them. The next thing that she must have been told was to stick her fingers in her mouth. I could see her spit coating her finger as I watched her open her legs wide. Eww. My sister had hair on both sides of her pussy, but none in the middle she must have shaved. With her wet finger she touched her clit and put her fingers back in her mouth. Eww I could hear her moaning as she sucked her fingers. I slid my hand down between my legs and found that my panties were wet. It was something that was new to me. Sure I have masturbated some nights, but my pussy only got wet after I had played with my pussy for awhile thinking of hopefully playing the kissing game with Rachel on my next sleep over. But to see my own sisters pussy and her sticking her fingers in her mouth just got me a bit drippy. I found my self not sliding my fingers down my panties and touching my clit. A moan escaped my lips. I looked to see if my sister had heard me but she was still rubbing her pussy and tasting her own fluids. Eww nasty I thought. How can she do that? I watched on as she did whatever the person told her to do on the phone. She was pulling and tugging on her nipple as she rubbed her clit. What was that clear stuff that was hanging off the edge of her fingers? A long string hung their as I watched her stick out her tongue and suck it down. Eww, that looked like snot. But for some reason I found that I was licking my lips. My panties were getting wetter from my own juices. I pushed them down and stepped out of them. Oh god it felt so fucking good as I rubbed my clit. The head was poking out from under the hood that covered it... My sister’s clit was a lot bigger then mines were. Sis opened her legs wider, I could see right up in her hole. It glisten so, all nice and shiny. My now wet pussy making a squishing sucking sound as I stuck my finger inside. I wondered if I had the same stuff on my fingers that my sister did. All that I could do was look and see. God yes it was there but not as stringy as my sisters. I put it up under my nose to smell it. It really did not have a bad smell to it, but eww it looked so much like snot. If my sister ate hers at least I could give it a try. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I stuck in my fingers inside my mouth but thinking eww do I really want too. Clamping down my mouth quickly I had my first taste of what had came from my pussy. Mm. Not too bad at all as I licked my fingers to clean my own juices off. I started rubbing my pussy faster and faster to see if I could get more to come. I now found that I wanted more as I stuck my fingers back between my legs. I was fucking my self with my own fingers. I was so wet that my juices were running down my hand. Oo. Oo. My hips bucking on there own I felt something like a large bubble in my tummy. Then it was like I had just wet all over myself, running down my legs getting on the floor. I placed my hands on the wall to steady my self. I peeked back through the hole and my sister was moving her fingers in and out of her pussy with speed. Yes I want to cum Pleaseeeeeeeeee cum pleassssssee I want to cum mommy mommy. As I watched fluids shot from my sisters pussy all over her bed. It was spraying all through her fingers as she kept on rubbing her pussy faster and faster. Her hand seemed a blur as fast as she was going. My sisters body jerking on the bed. Did I hear correctly did she say mommy?RING, RING. It was my cell phone. Of all people Rachel.
I hit the silent button on the phone. I would have to talk to Rachel later. Peering through the hole to see what my sister was doing. I was hoping that she was still in the bed rubbing her pussy. I was just too hot and bothered to just stop what I was doing right now.
She was not in her bed any more. I wonder where she was at. Was I hearing it right that my older sister was getting off on the phone with mom? Was mom telling her what to do? To stick her fingers deep inside her pussy and lick her fingers clean. My own sister has made me so horny and wet between my legs. Looking down I could see the puddle of juices that had ran down my legs and now was on the floor.
Placing my fingers in my mouth once again I could still taste the mucus that coated my fingers and that I wanted more of it. Was it so wrong for me to want more? Taking off my shirt which had already been unbutton I let it drop to the floor where I was standing. I walked over to bed and removed my damp skirt. Looking downwards I could see that my nipples were still hard. Flopping back on the bed I raised my legs so that my heels were on the edge of my bed that allowed me to have my pussy much wider. Wondering and thinking back to the things that I had seen my own sister doing. I wanted to have another orgasm. I wanted to taste myself again. I wanted to suck, lick whatever the cream was that came from my pussy.
Rolling my hard nipples between my fingers I could heard my own breathing changing as I concentrated on the picture in my head of my sister fingers sliding deeply into her pussy. The hardness of her clit as it stuck out between her fingers. The little tiny nub she has that I wanted to feel on my tongue sucking and licking. The picture of the stringy stuff that came from her pussy she held up and took into her mouth. I wanted to be that one doing that.
Pulling harder at my nipples I could feel my own juices flowing out and running down my ass crack. I know that I was making a mess of the bed but who the fuck cared at this time. With a shaking hand I reached down and touched my pussy. Oh god the wetness I felt as my finger touched the entrance of my pussy. Placing three fingers in my hole I could feel then turning good and slick with my cream. I could feel my heart beating through my chest as I knew that I just wanted to taste my own cream once again. Was this the way that a drug addicts felt when in a need for a fix? Dammit. With my nerves on edge I removed my fingers from my pussy to see them up close. I could see that the mixture was tick, but clear as it made a web between my fingers. The closer that I brought my fingers to my mouth the bigger the butterflies got in my belly. I closed my eyes. This is what I have been wanting, needing. My fix.
Mm. The favorable taste of my own thick juices was so delicious. It was something that I knew from now own on out that I need. As I laid there on the bed with my thighs wide I just kept picturing what my sister had been doing to her own self. Her nipples taunt and coated with her silky juices.
Lying their pulling at my nipple I could feel the juices leaking down a pooling under my ass crack. Then I felt hands on my thighs pushing my legs up and back exposing me more. My hand froze on my nipple. Oh God. I had been caught playing with myself. I thought that I had closed and locked the door. I wanted to look so badly to see how it was. Was it my sister that had snuck in here without me knowing or oh no was it my mom. She was not due home anytime soon. Domaneque was supposed to drop me off at Rachel’s. Looking through the slits of my eyes I could see the top of her head. It was the head of my sister Domaneque.
Oh God! My dream has come through here I am with my legs being shoved back and between them is my sister. My knees were back far enough that they were almost touching my breast. It was something that just happened automatically I reach down and pulled my legs wider. I just could not wait for the next thing to happen. It did happen out of nowhere my sister touched my clit with her tongue. It was not just the touch but they way that she slid her tongue from the opening of my hole and then letting my clit slid along here tongue. I wanted my pussy to be so exposed so that she could get all of me that she could. I wanted to feel her tongue getting deep in my hole to get to theTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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LesbianOn a list of the top one hundred things I wanted to do it was about number three hundred and seventy-six. To begin with, I did not like Leslie. She was one of those "I'm cool, you're not" kind of girls. You know, the girl who smiles and says, "Hi Roger" when she passes you in the hallway between classes and after passing you by she turns to whomever she's with and says, "What a dweeb." But she was Betty's friend and Betty wanted to double date with Leslie and the loser that Leslie...
Reggie Mantle settled back in the driver's seat of his convertible, relishing the blowjob. He would pay for it later, he knew — Veronica never touched a guy's dick without demanding something in return — but for now, all thoughts of intrigue were banished as her supple tongue slithered about his glans. The bitch was amazing. She knew just where to lick, when to jack, how hard to suck. Archie Andrews, the poor boob, would never know the ecstasy of a Veronica Lodge Special, simply because he...
The voyage back to Portsmouth was via Fremantle Western Australia, Colombo Sri Lanka, with a final fuelling stop at Gibraltar. It was uneventful until the last night at sea. Barrack Room Bettys had been filled to capacity every night as the ports on the return voyage were not particularly conductive to the sort of carousing that the sailors liked to get up to. The girls of BRB literally worked their arses off but they made a fortune. But all good things must come to an end and Michele and...
Diego sat with his chin in hand, playing idly with the two-day old stubble on it. They’d been hurtling through space on a very specific course, but what that course was he didn’t know. Betty would chatter to the navigation computer every now and then and there would be a slight adjustment in the flight, then it would continue for hours with no excitement. ‘Are we there yet?’ No, stop asking. We’re still 6 hours away from Arden. Diego yawned and turned onto his side. Something was digging...
I was just leaving the posh supermarket, having paid over the odds for a whole range of things from milk to organic broccoli. They got away with it because this was an affluent part of the island and also midway between the two main supermarkets, both of which sold good stuff at reasonable prices. But the fancy one was here, right in the heart of Simpson Bay, and didn’t require a road trip to get there. And it was organic this and finest that and types of bread you’d never heard of.I grudgingly...
MatureThe next morning, Jennifer awoke totally recovered. She got up and didn't even bother getting dressed. She did her necessaries and went to see Paul. The news was not welcome. "Jen," said Paul, "I have decided that today, just for the one day, Betty will be in charge of you. You will do everything she says and since she is still healing, you will be the one to be spanked today." Jennifer was startled by the news. She never thought he would actually go along with it. She just thought the...
Over the weekend, Betty and Midge couldn't help but notice a glow surrounding Cricket. She had this sweet little smile every time Reggie's name was mentioned. They both assumed that Reggie acted gentlemanly on their date the previous evening. Little did they know. Whenever the conversation turned to making out or kissing she would blush uncontrollably. The girls decided to spend that Sunday at the beach. That morning they met at the Chok'lit Shoppe and headed out in Betty's family car....
My name is Beth Swanson, but everyone in my life just calls me Betty. On my knees, my hands tied behind my back, an old wrinkly cock in my mouth, hearing this man yell at my father, I wonder how I came to be in this situation.It started a few weeks ago. My dad has always provided me and my mom, and my brother, with everything we could always want. He didn’t have an amazing job, it’s not like he was a CEO, but I knew that he had a more stable job as an accountant at a family run auto parts...
The moment I saw the flashing red-and-blues in my rear-view I knew I was fucked. A black male being pulled over in his deceased uncle's pickup on a secluded road in rural Georgia..."Shit...!" I blurted out to no one as I slowed the truck and pulled to the shoulder. I cut the engine and tried to follow the officer's movements in the mirror. It was still dark out at 5:00AM.License, insurance, title papers, Uncle Jonathan's death certificate....I went through the checklist and made sure my hands...
Betty Jo Hatfield was a nice girl. She had a nice face, nice hair, nice tits, and a nice ass. But most of all she had a nice attitude, just like her momma taught her. Living way back in the Arkansas Ozarks, in a county that didn’t have even one stop light, Momma was “old school”. Life was hard enough without making more trouble so you took care of your men every way they needed it cuz you needed them to take care of you. The Hatfield genes were good at making strong bodies but weren’t real good...