1. Betsy's Creampie Part #3


    Date: 5/15/2019, Categories: Fantasy Anal Ass to mouth, Bisexual Oral Sex / Blowjob Cheating Cuckold Cum Swallowing Group Sex Voyeur / Exhibitionism Wife / MILF Author: Wildman18, Source: sexstories.com

    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 selection. 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 ...
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