As I opened my eyes it took me a moment to realize where I was.
Betty’s bedroom. The sunlight was beginning to creep in through the window as I lifted up my head and looked around.
Betty was sitting on the lower half of the bed, by my knee, with her legs underneath her. The green satin nightgown was gone.
Her head was slightly tilted off to one side and I followed her gaze to the slumbering cock laying across the lower part of my stomach.
“Good morning,” I said quietly.
Her eyes moved to my face, “Can I suck it?” she asked in a whisper.
I chuckled, “Help yourself.”
She leaned forward and put her face next to my resting cock as she tried to wrap both hands around it. She pulled it towards her mouth and put her lips over it, slowly taking in as much as she could, and starting sucking it. My cock responded by swelling up in her mouth, slowly pushing out, as it grew hard and thickened. She could barely get past the purplish head by the time it was fully erect.
She started licking up and down the shaft, base to tip, along both sides. She formed her slender lips into a pout and ran them over my glans, back and forth, making me rock hard. She pulled away slightly and watched it, twitching and throbbing, in her tiny hands.
“Bring that hot little pussy up here,” I urged, gesturing to my tongue.
With a big smile, she swung around and straddled my face, lowering herself onto me, and leaned forward to reach my cock. I marvelled at how beautiful her little pussy was, with its slender little lips, as I spread my tongue flat and pressed into her slit. She jumped at the contact and let out a little whimper as my tongue went across her clit and through her slit. I ran my tongue back and forth as I reached my hands up and onto her little ass.
She strained to lean far enough forward to suck on my cock as I worked on her pussy. She had one hand on the shaft as she worked on trying to get more of it into her mouth than just the swollen head. I squeezed her firm little cheeks as I shoved my tongue into her, swirling it around her opening, and sucked on her little clit. I grabbed her hips and held her tight as my tongue left her pussy and flicked up and across the little, puckered opening next to it.
She let out a shriek and starting squealing as my tongue circled the little orifice, flickering in and out, as I held her tight. I quickly went back to her clit, flicking my tongue over it, and was rewarded with her sudden climax. She jammed herself into my face, crushing my lips, as she shook and quivered. She suddenly relaxed and her head dropped onto my stomach.
I lifted her petite body up and off me. “She is light as a feather,” I whispered to myself as I put her on the bed. When she lifted her head and looked at me I gestured to my still swollen cock, twitching, throbbing, standing straight up. I gave her a smile.
“Get on,” I said.
She looked at my face, then at my cock, then my face again. Her eyes blazed bright green as she pulled herself away and stood up on the bed. She placed one foot on each side of me and dropped onto one knee, grabbing my cock with one hand, and lined herself up. She groaned as she slowly slid herself over my throbbing cock, stopping each inch, as her tight pussy engulfed me.
With about half of my length in her, she leaned forward and put her hands on my chest. She started rocking her hips, my cock slipping in and out of her, as she fucked me. She sped up, her little ass bouncing, as she began to whimper.
She suddenly pushed herself up straight, and with one motion, sank herself down over the remaining length of my cock.
She groaned loudly as she began shaking, her eyes closed and head thrown back, while feeling the full eight inches of my swollen rod inside of her. She quivered and trembled, gasping, as another orgasm raced through her. The feeling on my cock was incredible.
She fell forward onto my chest, gasping for air, and buried her face in my chest hairs. My cock was released from her and sprang out, gasping for air itself, as she fell forward. While she whimpered and moaned I rolled her off me and pushed her onto her stomach. I moved up and behind her, grabbed her small hips, and lifted her perky little ass high into the air.
I wrapped one arm around her waist as I plowed my cock into her sopping pussy. It still took four good thrusts to bury myself in her.
“Fuck…she is so tight,” I thought as I began to roughly fuck her.
I was losing some of my control, fucking her harder and harder, as the feel of her gripping, tight pussy was intoxicating. I kneaded and squeezed her little ass cheeks as I pumped into her, imagining how it would feel to fuck that little ass, as I listened to her moans.
“Oh god…oh god…oh god…” echoed in the room at the same pace as my thrusts.
I felt my heavy balls swinging below me as my cock drilled into her and the feeling of pressure began to build quickly. I wanted to cum in that tight little channel, fill it up again, but another thought burst into my mind.
I pulled my bursting cock out of her, flipped her over, and straddled her chest.
The cum poured out of me in pulsing streams, covering her face with glistening pearl, as I pumped my aching cock. Cum flew into her hair… her mouth…on her cheeks and chin…and flowed down onto her perky little breasts. I looked on as my cum continued to pour out, my balls pumping out a huge load, all over her.
When the eruption finally ended I used my hand to guide my cock over her face, through the slick wetness, and dragged it across her mouth. Her lips parted as the tip brushed her mouth and she leaned her head forward slightly. I pushed myself forward and watched as my cock slipped into her mouth, enjoying the view, while she sucked the remaining drops out of me.
I lay beside her and my finger wiped some of the slick residue away from her face. Cum trailed down her chin…the sides of her face …and along her neck. Her small breasts glistened with more of the pearly juice and a small puddle was forming between them.
“Phil never did that…that was so…fucking hot…so dirty,” she said with a sexy grin.
I leaned over and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips, and hugged her against me. I got up and went into the adjacent washroom, found a washcloth, and ran it under the hot water. I took it with me and lay beside her, gently washing her face, neck and chest with the warm damp cloth. She thanked me with a gentle kiss and fell asleep.
I had a quick shower, dressed, and left her a note telling her how much I had enjoyed our time together.
As I approached our house the front door opened and a waving hand beckoned me inside. My wife gave me a deep kiss and a hug.
“So I assume everything went well?” she asked.
“Very well, I think,” I responded.
“I will make you breakfast…you must be hungry,” she said over her shoulder as she went to the kitchen.
I was dehydrated, hungry, and my balls ached.
Fuck, I loved plowing that garden.
