"U"


Slowly, logical thought began to return to her, as her head stopped ringing.
Opening her eyes, she saw Doug underneath her, apparently sleeping. ^Poor
kid, I guess I gave him a work out he never expected,^ Betsy thought to
herself, chuckling quietly. As she moved her body, she felt a strange
fullness in her and suddenly realized that Doug was still in her, and that
they just collapsed, after each climaxed. Careful not to wake him, Betsy
began to raise.


At first, she lifted her body off his, and then slowly began raising her
hips, her eyes going black from the amazing feeling. When she was finally
out, she heard Doug moan but he did not wake. She rolled off and laid beside
him, studying his features correctly. When they were making out, she hadn't
had a chance to get a good look at him, she was taking care of more
important matters at the time, but now seemed like a perfect time to study
her young lover. Leaning her head on her hand, she took a good look at Doug.


First thing she noticed, was his member which stood good 7 inches into the
sky when erected. It was surrounded by short, curly pubic hair, much like
hers in the color of blonde. She had to admit she was surprised at his size,
not that she hadn't seen bigger dicks in the past, she had been a model
after all, and sometimes that didn't require wearing clothes, but for a boy
who was barely 16 years of age, it was quite big. Her eyes, traveling up
along his chest, noticed the slowly developing muscles, which were the
result of all those endless training session both him and her were put
through. There was no pubic hair on his chest, which only made her smile,
remaining her how young he was. A thought crept into her head, telling her
she was terrible for doing something like that, but she pushed it away,
continuing with her staring. His face, was slim and his jaw was almost
square, his messed up blonde hair reaching his lips.


^He is so beautiful,^ she thought to herself. For a second, her mind
clouded, and suddenly, the little frightened girl in her took over, and she
thought this was all just a dream, and that Doug wasn't lying there at all.
She extended her hand out to him, and placed it on his cheek, feeling the
warmth of it. He was there all right, and right now he was awaking.


"Uh.... Hi Betsy." he mumbled, in a sleepy voice. Suddenly his eyes went
wide as he noticed that Betsy was lying naked before him "No not again," he
whispered to himself as he looked down. "AAAAAAA" He screamed as he noticed
that he himself was naked as well. Just then, all of his memories came
flooding back, and with them, came the realization of what had just happened
between them. They had just made love.


In a desperate effort to cover himself, he grabbed the sheet and pulled it
over his legs up to his waist.


"It's not like I haven't seen what's under those sheets." Betsy said with an
evil smile on her lips. Oh yes, she had seen everything all right.


"Uh... good point." Doug said, now fully regaining conscious thought. He
felt his legs getting really sweaty.


"And it's awfully hot when you're under the sheets." Betsy added, the same
smile occupying her lips.


Doug looked at her, laying before him, fully naked, and then at himself
sitting there, desperately trying to cover himself. "Aww to hell with it,"
he said, pulling the covers away, revealing himself to Betsy again.


"MMM that's better," Betsy said grinning. Doug moved close to her, so their
faces were inches away, and looked her straight in the face, smiling.


"I guess we rebelled a bit, huh ?" he finally said.


Betsy laughed. "Yeah. But it was worth it," She said grabbing his hand and
bonding it to hers with her fingers.


"It was ?"


"Uh-huh. It was the best," Betsy said laying her head down and looking at
him, towering above her, with a huge grin on his face. He was so sexy when
he smiled. "I'm glad to hear that," he said, lowering his face to Betsy's
level.


For a while after that, none of them said anything, pretending to just enjoy
the moment, but each was carefully examining the other. Betsy continued with
her little eye trip as she went down his body again, pass his member, which
still brought excitement in her, and onto his long muscled legs, which right
now were covered in sweat and shined as if they were covered in vaseline.
She had to admit it, he was built like a man, despite his age. With a bit of
a stretch, Betsy could say this was the knight she'd been waiting for so
long. It all seemed perfect. So why did she feel so bad ?


Doug, meanwhile wasn't wasting time either. He felt butterflies in his
stomach, as he remembered how Betsy's breasts felt in his hands when he
molded them, and squeezed them. They went pretty hard then, but now they
seemed not to be erected, still they didn't flop, and were always upright.
His gaze wandered downwards, along her well defined stomach, and the
bellybutton he kissed so tenderly last time. His eyes reached her pubic
area, and once again he wondered at the patch of blonde hair there, it had
been such a surprise to him that Betsy was blonde. He almost blushed as he
remembered what he had done there not so long ago. He could still taste her
in his lips. Then of course came her long sexy legs lightly tanned but still
with a touch of pink. As he moved his amazed gaze back up again, he reached
her face only to see it staring straight at him.


For a moment he was speechless, lost in thought as he saw those beautiful
features straight before him. Those features he had dreamed of every night.
This still felt like a dream to him, but fortunately it wasn't. After a
while, a smile appeared on his face. She smiled back.


"I must say, for a learner, you did quite well Mr. Ramsey," Betsy said with
a soft chuckle.


"I did ? Wow," Doug still couldn't believe it. "I had a great teacher."


Betsy laughed. "Oh you see, someone has to pass on the knowledge to others."


"I'm glad it was you," Doug said moving closer. For a brief second, they
stared into each other, then Elizabeth's lips moved forward to meet with
his. As they did, Doug's tongue entered her mouth and began searching for
hers, while their arms began wrapping around each other. Soon enough, so did
their legs, and their pelvises meet, Betsy feeling his rock hard erection
against her belly. They broke the kiss, and Doug brushed a strand of hair
away from her face, before placing his lips on hers again.


Suddenly, his eyes snapped wide open and  he pulled away from Betsy. "What
time is it ?" he asked in a nervous voice.


"Seven Thirty, why ?" Betsy said anxious.


"Holly shit !" Doug shouted, pulling away from Betsy.


"Wha.. what is it ?" She asked sitting up. Had she scared him away ?


Doug looked around the room for his clothes, grabbing anything he could
find. As he began putting them on, he looked back at Betsy who was sitting
on the bed, still confused. "Look, umm I'm sorry for being so rude, but
ah... Magneto wanted to see me at 7:30, about my recent behavior. If I don't
show, he's gonna kill me, especially with how I have been acting lately."


"Oh I see..." Betsy said looking down.


Doug paused, his pants halfway on and looked at Betsy. "Umm, look. I'm sorry
but if I don't go, Magneto is gonna kill me. I'll come back later at night.
Okay ?"


"Yeah," Betsy said smiling. "Watch out for Mags he can get furious."


"Yeah I know." Doug said grinning, turning around. He stopped halfway
through his motion and turned back around, placing a final kiss on Betsy's
lips. She returned the kiss, with a slight grin on her face.


"You're getting better at it every minute," she said when they pulled away.
Doug blushed and mumbled few words of thanks before getting up from the bed
and walking up to the door. He stopped halfway. What if there was someone in
the corridor.


As if reading his mind, Betsy said: "Don't worry there's no one around."


He looked back at her, and smiled. Opening the door, he walked out and
closed itbehind himself as quietly as possible. As soon as he was gone,
Betsy sighed and fell back to the bed. ^What have I done ??^


***


With a sigh of relief, Doug closed the door of Magneto's office. It wasn't
as hard as he thought. Magneto was indeed, very disturbed with his behavior,
how he lately never seemed to pay attention, especially when they were
around the X-Men. That he almost seemed to be millions of miles away in his
thoughts, and how he didn't pay attention in class.


Doug explained himself by saying the end of the school year was getting to
him, with all the exams and all, and how he wasn't getting much sleep
because he stayed up all nights studying. He amazed himself at the number of
lies he came up with, and he was even more astonished when Magneto believed
him. ^Suppose he's not as smart as we all think he is,^ Doug thought while
sitting in Magneto's office.


He asked if there was some other disturbance, maybe something about his
family, maybe someone else on the team, maybe god forbid he was drinking,
but Doug had somehow managed to deny all those accusations, even if some of
them were true. He surprised himself at his newfound confidence, maybe it
was there all the time, it just needed something to release it.


His confidence, however, was quickly gone as after it was all done, he got
up and walked towards the door, and Magneto's words stopped him dead, asking
why his t-shirt was on backwards. He began to mumble few words, unable to
make up a good reason, but this time he was saved by Magneto himself who
asked if it was that new trend that seemed to be developing in America. To
that, Doug quickly answered yes, and fought bravely not to burst out
laughing. As he was out of the door, he leaned on the wall. Yes it wasn't
really this hard, but it was close on the end. ^Confidence. Hah, watch it
go,^ He thought to himself as he headed down the hall.


He could just go up to Betsy's room now, as he promised, but he decided that
he needed some time to think, before he went up there. He still wasn't sure
if what happened was appropriate. He was 4 years younger than her, and if
anyone had found out, they would be in deep trouble. Sure, it was his dream
come true, and it seemed Betsy liked it heaps too, but maybe they just
rushed into it. He just came there, to look, and then she caught him, and
from there it was all just like a spiral. He told her he loved her, she said
she did too, she just didn't know what to do about it. She came up with a
suggestion though, and soon enough they were making out.


That bothered him. He enjoyed sex, mind you more than he enjoyed anything in
life, but maybe, maybe it was just too fast. Were they ready for this ? She
was older than him, how could they have a relationship when she was much
more mature than he was ? Should they have a relationship like this, or
should they just pretend it never happened ? He wondered if he could do
that, if he could just forget about them being together, he had never loved
anyone like that before.


With that thought, he entered the kitchen, and saw Roberto, trying to hit on
Dani. Doug just smiled, as Dani gave 'Berto a cold shoulder and saying no
thank you to his numerous offers, walked out. Given up, he sat by the table
and grabbed a bottle of coke.


"Women problems ?" Doug asked casually as he pulled out a drink from the
fridge and sat down opposite Roberto.


"Yeah. Don't worry though, I'll get to her one day, she knows she wants me,
she just too shy. But that's never sacred me off before," Roberto said fully
confident of himself.


^Yep Berto, keep thinking that,^ Doug thought with amusement. Sometimes,
hell most of the times Roberto just thought so much of himself. "I see," was
his short reply.


"So anyway, where have you been all day ?" Roberto asked, looking at Doug.


"Uh, around," Doug said trying to put on a casual look. "Why ?"


"Warlock had been looking around for you," Roberto answered before taking a
sip of his cola.


"Would you know where he is now ?" Doug asked. He could use a long talk with
a friend.


"He said something about going to bed, however he does that."


"Oh," Doug said. He could go and wake Warlock up, he wouldn't mind that, but
he wouldn't have a clue what Doug was talking about.


For a moment, the two boys stayed silent, each taking long sips of their
drinks. Finally Doug looked up. Maybe Roberto would help him. "Berto ?"


"Yeah ?"


"Have you ever been with a woman ?"


Berto looked at him, shocked. How could he even doubt something like that ?
"Well duh," he finally said in a arrogant tone.


"How is it ?"


Roberto now fully turned to Doug, his eyes sparkling. This was the topic he
loved talking about. "It's great Doug. You get to do, stuff..."


"Stuff ?"


"Yeah like you know, pashing and feeling and stuff," Roberto said with a
huge grin on his face.


"What about love ?"


Roberto chuckled. "Love has got nothing to do with it. Unless you're looking
for one of those boring long time relationships."


"Oh I see. Have you ever... you know..."


Roberto laughed. "Remember that time when I told Amara I was a mountain of
pleasure ?"


Doug smiled. "Yeah."


"That was a recommendation." Roberto said, beaming with pride. He took
another sip of his coke, and Doug could almost feel Roberto's ego growing
and crushing him.


"Oh I see. What's the longest you have been with one woman ?" Doug asked,
not quite sure where all these questions were coming from.


"I dunno I week, or something. I'm more of a one night stand guy." Roberto
said his eyes sparking. He loved talking about himself.


"Point taken." Doug said drowning his mouth in his drink again.


"Why are you asking ?"


"Huh ? Oh it's nothing, don't worry."


"You're having woman problems too ? I saw you staring at Psylocke," Roberto
said.


"Nah, it's nothing." Doug said swallowing hard.


"Yeah, I suppose you're right," Roberto said getting up. "You and Psylocke,
what was I thinking ?" he whispered to himself walking off. "Bye."


"Later." Doug said leaning on the table. ^Yeah what was I thinking.^


***


She sat there, for a long time, not quite sure how long it was. After he
left, she took a shower to wash off the leftovers of their love making, and
putting on the same robe she stripped of not so long ago, she sat in her arm
chair, looking out the window. It was dark outside, countless stars spread
on the sky like drops of white ink.


But all that, the beauty of the night, was far away for Betsy. Right now,
all she could think of was Doug. She couldn't decide how she felt about him.
She thought that making love to him, would finally clear her up, but it just
made matters worse. She still had no idea, why and how they got into that
situation, and right now, she was facing her regrets. ^Can I have a
relationship with him, if he's so much younger than me ? My attraction to
him has expanded, but still...^ Betsy sighed as she curled her blonde hair
around her finger. It was still at its natural color, she had not had time
to dye it again. And for some reason, she didn't want to.


^He was everything I expected, even more. Of course, he screwed up few
times, but I mean it was his first time.^ She sighed. ^Should I even have
sex with him ? He is so younger, he's barely the legal age.^ The more she
thought about it, more problems raised. Few hours ago, before it happened,
it all seemed much easier, and now, now she was confused. She wanted to
repeat what happened this afternoon, her heart wanted to do that. But her
mind, her manners, told her it was totally not in tact, and that she should
have been ashamed of herself, for seducing such a young man. ^It must have
been my crap upbrining,^ she thought, as she remembered all these years
rebelling against everything, just for the sake of it. Now, she just wanted
to do that, to rebel, and not care about the consequences. She didn't want
to care about what the X-Men and everyone else would think. She just wanted
to follow her heart, and right now it was telling her she loved Doug.


A soft knock on the door brought her back to reality. She didn't need
telepathy to figure out it was Doug. He came in and stood by the door for a
while, staring at her.


"Hi."


"Hi," she answered getting up from her armchair. She sat down on her bed and
mentioned for him to do so as well. As he did, they looked each other into
the eyes. For a while, there was complete silence, as they both marveled at
each other, and thought of what to say.


"Look, Betsy I've been thinking," Doug finally said, swallowing hard.


"So have I... about us." Betsy answered quickly.


"Yeah, and I... I don't know if it was the best idea."


"Yeah I know," Betsy said putting her face on her hands and sighing. "But...
I... I just can't... you know."


"Yeah." Doug said. "I think I love you too." he said looking down on the
floor under him.


"So what do we do about it ?"


"That's the problem. I don't know."


^There I am, again having to make a decision,^ Betsy thought, as she
struggled for a solution. ^Damn it, I have to do this,^ She suddenly sat up
and found herself at eye level with Doug. "It's easy Doug. We either forget
this happened or we keep going. What is your heart telling you ?"


"I...I..."


"C'mon Doug, I can't do this myself," she said. ^Once again, I have to make
a first step.^ Taking a deep breath, she began. "I... I think I want you
Doug." she said in a whisper near voice. "But I don't want to hurt you in
any way, and you must realize this relationship will hurt often, especially
if someone finds out. It's your choice."


Doug stared at her, dumb folded. There she was, putting him on the spot,
telling him to make a choice. Didn't she know he hated making choices ?
Especially ones like this ? ^Listen to your heart.^ Those words rang out in
his mind. "I... I.." he couldn't say it. Instead, he threw himself in
Betsy's arms, embracing her deeply. She returned the embrace, and for a
while, they stayed in  its comfort "I love you more than I've ever loved
anything Betsy. I don't care what happens, I want to be with you," he
whispered into her ear.


In turn, she squeezed him more before finally letting go. "Okay," she
managed to whisper softly, before their lips met. Just after few hours of
being apart, their bodies were hungry for each other again, and Doug's hands
began to travel into Betsy's robe. "No," she whispered slowly as she got up.
Doug turned at her, not sure what she meant, and watched as she walked up to
the window and closed the curtains. Then, she slowly made her way to the
stereo, and soon a soft music yet very tender music began playing. She
extended her hand to Doug. "Care to dance, lover ?" she asked with an evil
grin on her face.


Totally stunned with her, Doug got up and walked up to Betsy, just as the
first lyrics began to fill the room. They embraced again and began slowly
moving in the rhythm, their heads leaning on each other's shoulders.


~Oh, tonight began with anything Shadows, a light, a warm breath and a
scream, ah yeah...~


Slowly, Betsy's lips began seeking his face, and she planted soft kisses all
over it, making him shiver in delight. His hands meanwhile, traveled inside
her robe, and embraced her under the garment. He could feel her skin
shivering at his every touch.


~Oh, tamper if you like between the doors, oh yeah...huh...huh...
Oh, can't expect to go out, to go out, With anything, anything more...~


Not wasting much time, while her lips and tongue covered his face, she
pulled off his t-shirt, making him remove his hands from her. Before they
embraced again, he pulled off his shorts and stood before her in barely is
boxers, his erection clearly visible. They embraced again, and moved in tact
of the music, which seemed to fill the entire room as Doug's mouth reached
Betsy's neck and teased it with his tongue, sucking on it tenderly.


~Oh, reach the door, a breath and a scream...oh, reach the door And a nada
lada yeah... Life ain't what it's worth, a breath and a scream...oh, reach
the door~


As his mouth continued with it's search, her hands came down his back,
massaging it tenderly, scratching it with her nails until it left red marks
behind. They rocked gently in to the rhythm of the music which was quiet,
then loud and then quiet again. Betsy moaned as Doug's mouth teased with her
neck leaving marks at various places. She herself buried her face in his
hair, letting him take over, giving in to the pleasure.


~All these reaching hands out grabbing things, grab me Day in, day out,
accumulating, ah yeah~


He sighed, as her firm erect breasts pushed against his naked chest. He
could feel the heat of her body even through her robe. As she moaned softly
at his kisses, he smiled. The music that was playing was incredible, putting
both of them in a trance like state, where all they cared about was each
other. His hands traveled the length of her body, feeling every curve of it,
through the material.


~Whoa, I suggest you step out on your porch Oh yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh,
yeah... Run away my son, to see it all...oh, see the world~


Her hands, lowered to his buttocks, pressing firmly onto them, making him
gasp. She lifted her head from his hair and kissed him, moving down. She
placed few passionate kisses on her way down, until her hands were at the
level of his boxers, and she pulled them down, letting them fall to the
ground. He stepped out of them and moved close to her again, as they began
dancing. She felt his manhood stick out against her thigh, dangerously close
to her pussy, but she controlled herself, as she wanted this to be special,
and just enjoyed the heat it emitted.


~Oh, reach the door, a breath and a scream...oh, reach the door Oh, and a
nada lada yeah... Life ain't what it's worth, a breath and a scream...oh,
reach the door~


His hands traveled through her hair, marveling at the softness and smell of
it. As they pulled close again, he felt his erected member rest against her
thigh and he let out a silent moan at the feeling of it. Slowly, his hands
traveled into her robe again and brushed against her hard on nipples. He
then, lowered them to her belt, which he began undoing slowly as she pulled
him closer, shivering at the pleasure of his hands touching her. When he was
done, he threw away the robe just like she did few hours ago and pulled her
close to himself again. He sighed, as he felt the full warmth of her body
against his, and her perfectly erect breasts pushing into his chest.


~Come, here it comes, there it goes, when it comes Where it goes, where it
comes, can't see through the faith~


Her hands traveled down his back, and rested on his buttocks, pushing on
them, bringing him closer to her. She could now feel his member standing
proudly between her legs, touching her naked skin as they moved slowly with
the music. She let out a moan, as it was close enough to her womanhood. She
pressed her erect nipples against him, and heard him gasp. Moving even
closer, she rubbed her woman hood against his hip, making both of them gasp.
He looked up at her, and their lips meet, drowning in each other.


~Whoa...ooh, come, here it comes, there it goes, grasp what you can Don't
you know there's something inside your hand, yeah...~


His hands moved down her long back, his fingertips marking his trail slowly
as he placed his head on her shoulder. They were lost in each other now, not
paying attention to anything but each other and the music which was picking
up, just like their feeling inside. His hands rested on her ass, massaging
it in full circles slowly, kneading and squeezing it. She moaned, and
pressed her body closer to his. His hands moved back up, and began caressing
one of her boobs, as she held on to him gasping. Just few hours ago, this
was a new sight to him, but now he was getting used to it, and he felt his
shaft wet as he caressed her tits. She pulled him towards her and they
drowned in a French kiss that seemed to last forever.


~Oh, if I knew where it was I would take you there... There's much more than
this, ooh...whoa, much more than this Oh, see the world...much more than,
oh... Much more than... Why?~


As the final words of the song rang out, they were all ready in each other's
arms and moaning, as their bodies rubbed and touched together, in one
undisrupted movement. They rocked slowly as the music continued playing,
without words anymore and whispered words of pleasure into each other's
ears. The music stopped, and they kept dancing for a while, still lost in
the feeling.

***


Finally, they snapped, and slowly moved towards the edge of the bed. Betsy
laid down on it, looking up at Doug smiling. She whispered few words and he
looked at her hesitant. She nodded her head and he moved on top of her, as
she instructed. Pulling her large erect breasts apart, he slid his penis
into the valley in between. Betsy gasped, and he looked up at her, for any
instructions. He was still new to this.


She ordered him to push the tits together firmly and begin to move his cock
in and out. She moaned, as she felt the friction caused by his manhood, tit
fucking her. At first, he was breathless, as the feeling over came him, of
moving his prick in and out between her breasts. She moaned, whispering his
name,  and he smiled. He was still moving in and out slowly watching as his
prick popped in and out from the breasts. Pressing them more, he closed his
eyes, letting out a full moan. Feeling the tension rising, he began moving
faster, his inner tights rubbing against her stomach.


Her hands came down to his ass and she helped him push. Her breasts were
getting hot from the friction his tit fucking caused and with every thrust,
the skin between her breasts responded, making her shiver. By now, Doug was
entering his first stages of climax and he began pushing in and out of her,
his eyes closed his head thrown back. His breath fasted as he called out her
name, as she smiled. His prick, right before her face, twitched and shoot
out with sperm, hitting her in the chin.


Doug growled, and threw his head back as his penis spilled seed all over
Betsy's breasts and face. She reached out with her hands, and moved under
him, so she could touch it with her mouth. She teased it with her tongue,
while it was still dripping, making Doug moan and spill more seed onto her.
Without a warning, she suddenly began to pump him, and the whole room filled
with his moans and sighs as he came again, fully over Betsy's face, as she
tried to catch it all into her mouth.


Barely breathing, Doug rolled off her and fell to the bed. Chucking, Betsy
wiped the cum from her eyes and leaned over the exhausted Doug. "Did you
like that ?" she asked in a teasing voice.


"I'm.. I'm afraid.. I.. I can't... answer that right now," he whispered
between breaths. She laughed and laid down beside him, embracing him.


"Ahh Doug, you still have so much to learn." she said, while licking her
lips. "But you taste good," she added in a much lower voice.


"Huh ?" Doug asked, confused.


"Nothing," she said pulling him closer. For a while they just laid in each
others' arms, he feeling her hard boobs pressed against his chest, she
feeling his erection returning after the work out she gave it, pushing hard
against her belly. Soon, his breathing returned to normal, and he looked at
the woman before him. Even with white goo everywhere, she looked beautiful.
He was a lucky man.


He began moving, and she chuckled. "Stop squirming."


"But, I've got to..."


"Oh..." Betsy said grinning. "C'mere." With those words she rolled onto to
her back, still holding onto Doug. Their bodies were pressed against each
other, both feeling each other's warmth. Betsy put her arms around him and
pulling him even closer, wrapped her legs around him.


"What now ?"


Betsy laughed, as his expression clouded. "I'll leave that one to you."


Doug looked at her, unsure just what she was talking about. Finally, making
up his mind, he kissed her, as his hands traveled up and down her body. He
gripped her breasts under him, still wet with his cum, and began massaging
them. She sighed and stretched under him, giving him more room.


Intrigued, he began licking her tits, tasting his own seed, and he found it
surprisingly salty. He teased her nipples with his tongue and she let out a
faint moan. He could initially feel her tits growing under him. He squeezed
them, and pushed them together, rubbing his thumbs over the nipples, causing
Betsy to moan.


He lowered his face to her bossom and began kissing and sucking it, as Betsy
gasped for air. His hand meanwhile, moved down and began to caress her pubic
area. Letting out loud moans, her back arched under him and she whispered
his name. As his hand began squeezing the flesh on her cunt, she screamed in
surprise, and a sudden wave of pleasure hit over her. Doug smiled and
continued his doings, kissing, licking and biting anything around her
breasts while he rubbed dangerously close to her pussy.


She called out his name, and lifted her hips, pushing it into his hands,
begging for more. He grinned to himself, as if to congratulate himself for
the state he brought Betsy to.


Then he stopped.


Betsy looked up at him in horror, between short breaths as he towered above
her, his face wet with the cum from her tits, a large grin on his face.
"Wha..." she managed to spit out.


"I love you Betsy." he said, grabbing his fully erect cock and pushing it
straight into her opening without a word of warning. She gasped, as he
filled her hole suddenly, and pulled out again. She looked at him, and if
looks could kill she would have pulled him back inside with her eyes.
Instead, he stopped just before her entrance, and holding his erect member
in his hand he touched her lips.


She screamed and told him to enter, but he smiled, and just teased her, by
slightly touching her and then pulling away. ^Who would have know all those
movies would teach me something,^ he thought to himself amused. He moved
forward again and pushed his cock into Betsy for about half and inch, and
left it there. Betsy began pouting and  breathing deeply. "You little." she
said with a grimace of lust on her face.


With an evil grin, he pulled out again and Betsy let out a growl, begging
him to come in. He returned slowly, and placed his cock at her entrance.
"How much do you want it Betsy ?" He asked with an almost unfamiliar voice.


"Don't tease me Doug, or I'll make you go in." Betsy said looking up at him.


It looked like he was going to pull away again, but then out of the sudden,
he pushed his whole length inside her, making her scream. For a while they
just sat there, hip to hip joined together, as Betsy's breathing calmed. She
wrapped her long legs around his back, and as if given a cue, he began to
move in and out. At first slowly, he tried to tease Betsy as much as he
could, but she did not let it, and with her legs, she began controlling the
tempo, and soon enough they were locked in a trance like state, each of them
pushing the other towards a climax.


Betsy moaned and twisted under him, her hands grabbing the sheets and
pulling on them. She let go and began massaging her breasts, squeezing them
and pressing them together, just like Doug had before. By now, he too was
close to climaxing and his breathing got heavier, as he whispered her name
over and over. He lost his balance and fell on Betsy, putting his arms
around her, pressing her tits as hard as he could to his chest, as his eyes
went blank.


She wrapped her hands around his neck and clenched her teeth feeling his
orgasm coming, and her own not far behind. Suddenly, her back arched and she
let out a scream of pleasure, his pre ejaculation tingling inside her. She
shot upwards and together with him moved to a sitting position, while still
moving at the unstoppable rhythm. With her arms still wrapped around his
neck, she pulled him as close as she could and hit him on the face with her
bouncing tits, making him finally loose his edge and cum inside her.


He tried to scream as he felt himself let go and squirm straight into
Betsy's womb, but no sound came out of his throat. All he could see was
darkness, and he felt a constant hard object hitting him on the face.
Subconsciously, he pulled Betsy closer, as she roamed up and down his length
on the very edge of her climax. Bucking, Doug pushed against her inner thigh
as hard as he could, and finally while still spilling his own seed made her
come.


When she did, her scream filled the whole room, as she dug her nails deep
into Doug's back, bucking and pouting. Her whole body shook with the
excitement, as wave after waved washed through her mind and body. With
Doug's every thrust she moaned, and suddenly felt another much more powerful
orgasm come. Throwing her head back she let it all wash over her, as her
eyes filled with blackness. She could feel a tingly feeling inside her, but
she couldn't hear his moans, as Doug exploded again.


Pulling back, her lips searched out his, and they pushed against each other,
in a deep French kiss, Betsy biting his lip  and caressing his tongue. Her
body began to rub against Doug's and he moaned, unable to do anything, until
they fell back onto the bed, climaxing for the third time.


With their breathing still very irregular, they embraced. With tears in her
eyes, Betsy began kiss Doug's face tenderly, he fully returning the favor
until his face was buried in her hair, and he was unable to lift it. Locked
in each others arms, they laid there, chest to chest, hip to hip, their
senses slowly returning as they both realized they couldn't live apart
anymore.


End ?