Bettie’s Begging For It

Bettie’s still on orgasm lock down. 
My poor, poor pussy has been left abandoned for days. Wet. Swollen. Empty. I’ve been horny as fuck and with nothing to show for it or stick in it. The fact that I have a nasty habit of busting my vibrators doesn’t help either. 
Nor does my latest fantasy. 
It’s become a [...]

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Bettie’s Been Having Good Dreams

I had a sex dream the other night. The timing is right, I suppose, since its been about 12 days since I’ve gotten laid. And while there’s been a particularly amazing phone session –  in which I came with such an intense passion that  it took a full five minutes for my pussy stop convulsing, my power [...]

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Bettie, Happily Yours For The Taking

Bettie’s been a away a long fucking time. 
Bad Bettie, bad. 
She’s been sick. There have been car accidents. There have been surgeries. There’s been more sickness. My dearest Mr. X has been understanding, sweet, and done his best to alieveate my sadness with copious amount of orgasms. He’s also let me slide on my assignments a [...]

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Bettie Loves Your Cum

I love cum. 
I love swallowing cum. I love the way it fills my mouth, how it slides down my throat. Mr. X’s cum has this amazingly mild taste – bitter but not caustic, enough to put me in my place without hurting me. 
I love when Mr. X comes inside me. The idea of being deposited [...]

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Bettie’s An Orgasm Showoff

Bettie’s on a bit of a punishment.
I haven’t exactly been a bad girl, but I think we can all agree I haven’t been on my best submissive behavior.
To begin with, I’m a multiorgasmic kind of girl. I always have been. (I think all people who truly love sex must experience it in a super/multiorgasmic kind of [...]

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Bettie, Without Her Panties

I love rules. Rules are like being bound and tied…but in an even more exillerating way. Hard to believe there’s anything sexier than the thrill of hands crossed and pushed above the head, held together by handcuffs or ropes, or – shiver – red, plastic bondage tape, but it’s true, there is. Being forced, not by [...]

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Bettie, Covered in You

I have been so horny lately. 
I’ve been completely swollen clit, pussy drenched in my own wetness, hardly can keep my hands out of my panties horny. I’ve been obsessively shopping for red lace up corsets on-line horny. I’ve been spending every free moment thinking about being face fucked by you – me kneeling between your legs, [...]

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Bettie Hates It When You Don’t Let Her Come

Orgasm denial. The worst trick Mr. X ever learned. 
Mr. X was feeling extra lovey tonight and in spite of myself I was get into it. My sweet master, so vulnerable, so loving. He said I’ve never been interested in anyone the way I’m interested in you. Before it’s been I’d fuck a girl, but as [...]

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Bettie Wants You to Put It in Her

I admit it. I have a fetish.
I can hear Mr. X laughing from here. You, a fetishist? Go on. 
But no darling, not the ones you already know and understand. You’ve already explored and exploited my desire to be spanked, to submit, to spend hours sucking your cock, to be your little slut, your maid, your [...]

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Bettie Loves a Good Spanking

Bettie’s been a busy girl. Between jet setting between various second tier airports and an unexpected tumble down a flight of stairs, the time that I usually spend daydreaming about my Mr. X has been taken up with far less savory, slightly more practical activities. 
Lucky little girl I am, though, the main reason I haven’t [...]

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