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"Hi, Bud, I didn't..." Then she remembered having invited him over. She had only just gotten up herself a couple of hours ago, and her mind wasn't working right. She looked around the small, dimly lit room and said, "Sorry it's such a mess, but I just got up. Come on in."
"I didn't mean to disturb you," Bud said truthfully, looking around the room and then at the flimsy nightgown that Betty had thrown on for comfort.
"It's all right," she said. "I'll just go and change, be right back." She whisked into the other room of her tiny apartment while Bud tried to make himself comfortable on the cluttered sofa.
He was excited about Betty, even seeing her taut nipples through the nightgown had given him a partial erection. He reached down and rubbed it while listening to the drawers and closet in her bedroom being opened and closed as she dressed.
Betty walked out in a simple dress, looking more feminine than Bud had ever seen her look. "Would you like to go out to dinner?" he asked as she walked up to him.
"No," she said. "I've just eaten a TV dinner. Sorry I forgot you were coming over. My memory still hasn't come back to me completely, and I'd rather just sit and talk."
That obviously wasn't what Bud had in mind, and he felt very self-conscious sitting there before her. She sat down beside him.
As she sat beside him, his hand slid easily, unconsciously over her bare, white knee. She didn't move, frozen with the anticipation of gentle handling. She had almost forgotten what sex was supposed to be like, but she was willing to relearn it.
He turned, his hand sliding up her leg, sending chills of excitement up her thigh. He squeezed and she felt her resilient, white skin give way to his gentle pressure. Squeezing again, Bud's hand moved up her white thigh, his fingertips brushing the tiny hairs which had escaped her lace panties. She sighed and let her head fall back against the overstuffed sofa.
Bud leaned over her, planting a wet kiss on her sensuous lips. She accepted it, moaning slightly to show her approval. Her eyes fluttered in pleasure as the thick, hard snake of Bud's tongue gently pried her lips and teeth open. She felt the muscle darting around in her mouth, almost unable to control itself once it was between her lips.
Softly, Betty sucked on the probing tongue. Bud's hand moved slowly from where he was feeling the moss-moist cunthair, under the lace edge of her panties, onto the thick, wet petals of her pussy.
She sighed. "This is good!" she exclaimed in a whisper.
Cautiously, Bud moved his finger further up the hairy vulva, feeling the wetness of her labia. Opening up the pussy with one finger, he felt the sensitive knot of her clit.
"Uhhhmmmnnn!" Betty moaned.
Her right hand went up to his side, sliding around his ribs to his stomach as his lips met hers again, his tongue darting against the ivory of her teeth. As she parted them, her hand slipped down to his belt. She felt the member respond and become hard.
Bud slid her along the back of the couch, dropping her slowly to her back. She felt like she was riding on a cloud, needing no strength of her own to keep her afloat in the sensuous world of pleasure that Bud was carrying her to.
As he lay down on top of her, his half-extended cock slipped between her fingers, the loose flesh of the foreskin feeling like moist putty in her hand.
Squeezing again, Betty felt the head of his prick fill her hand. Bud began pumping into her hand with the same rhythm that his tongue was using in digging into her mouth. She moaned around the plunging muscle and squeezed as the moist meat continued to drive into her palm.
Suddenly she thought of Albert. His giant cock embedded deep in her sopping twat. She suppressed the thought.
"Let's get undressed," said Bud.
"Okay!" Betty replied.
She felt his weight leave her body, and his cock leave her hand as he pushed himself off the sofa. She looked down and saw how her legs were spread, her dress up over her crotch. She quickly pulled the dress down as Bud stared at the violent pinkness of her cunt.
She got up off the sofa herself, turning her back to Bud as she unzipped her dress. She reached and turned on the radio; tuning it to the soft music station she sometimes listened to.
Her dress fell to the floor as she stood up. She looked over her shoulder at Bud. He was already undressed, his huge meat sticking up along his belly as his heartbeat pulsed within-it, filling it with blood. She turned back around to face the wall. Bud moved up behind her and unsnapped her bra.
He reached around in front of her, sliding his hands up her ribs to where her tits jutted out abruptly. Forcing his fingers gently under the bottom edge of her bra, he slid his fingers up over her tits, catching her nipples between his thick fingers and squeezing.
"Aaammmnnn!" she moaned, involuntarily grinding her hips back against his bobbing meat.
"Jesus!" A tremor shook Bud. "I'm going to wake up soon, and this beautiful dream will have vanished."
She thrust herself back against him again, trapping his cock between her grinding asscheeks. "Let's make it last!"
"Let's dance!" he said. "Take off your panties."
She bent down, pushing his cock even deeper into her soft crack as she pulled the panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Bud spun her around slowly, savoring every inch of her body. She looked down at the ground, putting her arms on his shoulders, but couldn't help but see his cockhead staring up at her with a drop of lubricant gleaming there.
Bud danced, moving Betty slowly. The room was small, but large enough for Bud to maneuver her very close to his hairy body.
She felt the hairs from his chest prickle at her very sensitive nipples, hardening them as she pushed against his chest. Tightly they held each other, getting their bodies closer and closer. Betty's tits were now squashed flat against his hard body as his cock was pressed between them.
Bud gave up all pretense of dancing. Both hands closed on her round butt, he massaged and kneaded while exciting fires roared through her.
Betty spread her knees, stood on her tiptoes, and pushed her wet pussy hard on the swell of Bud's thigh, her lower belly still grinding on his cock. Her rigid, tender nipples brushed his tense flesh.
He continued to fondle her ass with one hand while his other hand slipped to the small of her white back. Bending slowly forward, Bud arched Betty's back with his body. Her breasts thrust upward, her moist pussy riding high on his thigh, and her heels coming off the carpeted floor.
"Ahhhggg!" she groaned. "Ahhh! Bud, oh, Bud!"
He ducked his head, his pursed mouth seeking one of her tender nipples, and she shuddered with pleasure. He sucked the quivering flesh into the hot, wet cavern of his mouth and began to roll the stiff nub with his tongue. Her hips undulated to the rhythm of the music, grinding her pussy on his juice-smeared leg and pumping her belly against his hard cock. She had imagined that she had had enough sex to last her a lifetime, but Bud was showing her that it wasn't true.
He thrust his hips up to reinforce his contact with her, and his fingertips strayed along the crack between her asscheeks.
"Oh, Bud!" Betty cried out in a low, hoarse tone of urgency. She had hoped to show some control, but the pressure of their two naked bodies undulating in the middle of the small room was too much for her.
Bud raised his head, leaving her pink nipple wet, puckered and tense with passion. He drew her erect and seized her ass with his hands. She felt herself rising from the floor as if on a cloud of passion as Bud lifted her. Her body was sliding along his, upward, until his cockhead rested in the crevice of her heated snatch. This position reminded her of being hung from the doorway with Bud and Fingers. But it wasn't the same. The tone now was one of kindness and love, and there was no brutal cock up her asshole.
She hesitated, then thrust her knees apart. She felt her wet tissues part to close around the enormous cockhead. The entrance to her pussy opened, and her vulva guided the cock toward the juicy hole. There was an instant of ecstasy when the head and the greasy mouth found each other, and then Bud began to fuck her. The pressure of the impending entry rocketed. Betty found she had to fling her knees widely apart, then she instinctively closed her legs around Bud's hips, her heels resting tightly on the backs of his thighs. She held herself to him while she impaled herself slowly on the impossible cock.
"Ahhhh... Mnnnnnn! UNHHHH!" Her moans grew louder as the cock slid further up her drooling channel, filling her cunt.
"Oh God, Bud! That's great!"
In a moment, she felt something round and soft beneath her ass. She panted and glanced down. She was sitting on the overstuffed arm of the sofa, the height almost perfect for Bud. She raised her feet, crossing her ankles at the small of his back and pulling him harder into her gulping cunt. He steadied her ass and began a rhythmic, hard thrusting, driving his cock again and again into the taut, moist cunt, his pubis striking her pussy with audible smacks.
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