Bettie’s Dirty Little Fantasy

I spent my whole day cock-hungry and cum thirsty. Why when I miss you the most to I desire the most degrading things you can offer?
I’ve laid in bed all day, fingers dancing around the lips of my pussy, trying to remain a good girl, as oh, so much dampness settles in. Yet, every time [...]

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Bettie Misses Your Touch

Ooooh Mr. X, it’s been far too many weeks since my unworthy body has felt the absolute pleasure your fingers so powerfully yield. 
I miss waking up in the middle of the night to feel you lightly caressing my hardening nipples, your hand gripping my ass tighter and tighter as you impatiently try to get me [...]

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Bettie’s Back. And she brought toys.

Oh, I have been away too long. Did you miss me? 
In truth, while Miss Bettie did recently get the best orgasm of her life (more on that soon, I promise), all in all, her box springs haven’t been seein’ too much action of late.
I’ve been sick. Mr. X has been sick. And while I’m always, [...]

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Bettie, Your Sweet Little Girl

Mmmmm, ever had a orgasm that’s kept you up for hours? 
I know tomorrow morning Mr. X will be sorry to hear our earth shattering phone fuck session kept me awake until the wee hours of the morning, but the truth is, when something is that intense, I can’t stop thinking about it. My pussy has just [...]

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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, 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’s Orgasm Report

Three nights ago, Mr. X was too tired to listen to me cum and mandated that I masturbate on my own and report back to him about the experience.
At first I was thrown, to the point of near-tears. In the 18 months that I have been his, I might have climaxed on my own [...]

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Bettie’s A Week Away From Fucking You

I know I promised, or should I say was ordered, to make biweekly posts. But all has not been well in Bettie land, and between car accidents and serious allergic reactions to medications, my kind Mr. X forgave my misstep of only producing a singular posting last week. 
But I don’t imagine I should come to [...]

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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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