Chapter 11

Betsy was more than ready for the best chapter of her life story. Her journey seemed like an eternity until she met Mr. Right. Danny was 6'3", very good looking and he had a very athletic physique. He played various sports during his college days and excelled in football. He was even drafted, as a safety, but chose Med School to become a shrink instead.

It was Danny's eyes that Betsy first noticed about him. He had dark, mystic eyes that were a combination of blue and green, which she found absolutely paralyzing. They were so gentle and she felt love every time she gazed into them.

Not long after their relationship became serious, Danny took her to meet his family in CA. Betsy considered his mother and father a dream come true, especially since she never had a mother around for most of her adolescent years. Danny only had one sibling, a sister who he protected like the big brother he was. She was married with two adorable children and a woman considered a knockout by any standard. Both Danny and his sister had their father's tall, slender physique, but luckily she had her mother's radiant beauty.

It was during the trip that Danny jokingly told Betsy that they would have to keep Doris away from his sister. That became a standing joke between the two and one that Doris herself laughed off as completely unfounded. Danny was very close to his family and he got along extremely well with his sister, even though he was only a year older than her.

Betsy remembered one particular evening when everyone was sitting around chatting after diner. Danny told his parents that Betsy was his life long study, which she found very comical at the time. Now years later, she realized the statement was true and she was very grateful for that. Then she remembered Danny's most unique characteristic. He never forgot anything. Her common response to his numerous recalls was a short, sarcastic, 'whatever!'

Danny treated her with respect and as an equal in every way. In fact, she reasoned, Danny was more concerned with how she felt or what she needed than in his own welfare. Most guys Betsy met would do anything or walk across a desert of broken glass to get a sniff of her panties, but Danny was different.

Shortly after their return from CA, Betsy moved most of her belongings into Danny's house on the north shore. They were probably considered a loving couple by most people and Betsy didn't mind the assumption at all. Life was good and Betsy welcomed the normality of it all, as she hit her mid-thirties. Getting married was a lifelong dream and she was grateful to have finally found the man of her dreams.

Betsy's dreamland hit a snag. She got to the point in her story where she was forced to face the truth. She was not proud of it, but there was one lie to be recalled. The realization that she didn't count omissions made her grin, as she believed in the analogy that what a person didn't now wouldn't hurt them. No, Betsy mused, she wasn't proud of being dishonest and unfaithful to Danny, but the episode had to be told.

The wedding was still two months off and one day she ran into Thomas. She was walking down the street and there he was, just as she remembered him. He was still as handsome as ever and his appeal was just as strong. Looking back on it now, Betsy realized that the meeting was probably purposely setup. Thomas had an ego that was limitless and he likely wanted to prove he still had it, by overcoming the one woman who jilted him.

Betsy was at a loss to figure out why she did it. No matter how good life seemed to be and how satisfied a person was, there were always doubts. So when Thomas invited her for a little bite to eat at a nearby eatery to talk about the good old times, she willingly joined him. Betsy reflected back on it, now years later, and she considered the times he was talking about as not the best of times.

She remembered sitting in a quiet café and Thomas doing all of the talking, like the good salesman he was. He seemed overly happy for her to be getting married and his congratulations appeared very sincere at the time. Then out of the blue, he asked Betsy if she was busy on the long weekend. So many things flashed through her head and all she remembered was being overly confused. She desperately wanted to fabricate a story of being busy, but somehow her quality of telling the truth won out.

Apparently Thomas had a business convention in Baton Rouge. He asked Betsy if they could meet at his hotel on Friday evening, as he wanted to buy her drinks and a nice dinner. Thomas was a smooth talker and she never dreamed of him having anything devious or wicked planned. Looking back on it now, she was mystified as to how she could have been so stupid. She fully realized that any sane, logically thinking person should have known Thomas was up to no good.

His timing was just too coincidental, but Betsy was too naïve to know he was scheming. Thomas had been to the clinic where Danny had an office and he had found out Danny was going to be away for the long weekend. "I'd love to see you ... if you're not busy. I'm booked in at the Radisson and the conference is there too," he said.

All Betsy could think of at the time was to not tell Thomas the truth. She sat still without saying a word, but Thomas wasn't done. "Come to the hotel and we'll have dinner. I'm free all day Friday and they serve the best seafood in the world there," he whispered. "Do you remember the great times at the beach house? God, if we could go back in time."

All of a sudden she let the fact that she was once in love with the man rule her decision. Danny was going to CA to visit his family and he was making some final preparations with them for the wedding. "Ah, no. I guess I don't have plans," she said knowing she was a fool. "Danny is away ... visiting his parents."

As soon as she said it, she knew trouble was on the horizon. Initially when she got to this portion of her life story, she intended on rushing through it. The guilt was great and she thought if she only spent a few moments on the infidelity, she would feel better. Suddenly severe punishment was the answer for her guilt. She had to see it again, as that was the only way to eliminate demons.

Betsy wanted to slap herself for not being able to lie, yet she did lie to the one person who dearly loved her. Later she told Danny that he should enjoy the weekend in CA and that she had a conference to attend. She even went to the trouble of making up a fake agenda, which she made sure Danny would see.

As was her custom, she thought it would all work out and that she could control what happened. Was it a demon, or what was it that made her agree to meet Thomas? It was like she was in a James Bond movie and on a top-secret rendezvous. She knew it was wrong, but she still went to the hotel. When she arrived at the Radisson, there was a key at the front desk for her. She went up to Thomas' room and found a cold bottle of wine and a note. "Meeting with a client. Enjoy the wine and I'll be back around five."

She had one glass of wine and then another before Thomas showed up. He came into the room and gave her a hug and a kiss, which was not aggressive at all. Then he changed clothes right in front of her and strangely Betsy remembered not being able to look away. She blushed, but didn't divert her eyes from his masculine body, which still sent a shiver through her entire body. He still looked good and Betsy imagined running her fingers up and down his muscular chest.

Looking back on it now, she realized the man was very shrewd and knew how to make her comfortable. They immediately went down to the restaurant where they had a lovely meal. The man knew all the right buttons to push and he ensured her resistance was devoured by numerous glasses of wine. It seemed only natural to go back up to his room after eating, as she couldn't think of one excuse not too.

Once they entered the dimly lit room, Thomas was in-charge. He closed the door and then he sternly shoved her up against the hard door. His jacket and shirt were off before she could react and all she remembered seeing was a blurred vision of his masculine chest. This time he kissed her hard and left no doubt what was on his aroused mind.

His strong hands quickly shot under the back of her dress and grabbed the cheeks of her ass in determined fashion. He squeezed hard and dug his fingers into the soft, velvety flesh and then he pulled her hips forward into his hard body. Betsy felt the obvious protrusion in the front of his pants and the images of his hard cock flashed in her head. She felt her dress being loosened and suddenly she was standing against the door wearing only bra and panties.

There was one thing on his lust-filled mind and she was within reach. "Suck my cock ... just like you used to. God woman ... no woman sucks cock like you can."

At the time Betsy merely thought of doing it and then Thomas might leave her alone. Caught up in a web of deceit, she never realized how wrong she could be. "Betsy! You're the greatest. Holy fuck ... I'm ready," he moaned. Suddenly his pants were bunched around his ankles and his bobbing penis was in her face.

There was nothing else to do but comply with his demands. She wrapped her right hand around his thick cock and held the head straight out from his hips. When she sucked the head into her burning mouth, Thomas' knees almost buckled. Somehow he remained standing and then he put both of his hands on the back of her head. She had no choice now, as he held her captive with his cock buried inside her mouth.

The blowjob continued for a long time and she thought he was going to blast his load down her throat. All of a sudden he jerked her head backwards, freeing his throbbing cock. "Get on your hands and knees. I've gotta fuck that gorgeous pussy. I hope it's still bald," Thomas said. "I have to drive my cock into your belly ... just like the good ole days."

Betsy remembered pleading. "Thomas. Oh gawd, not like this! I can't ... I just can't."

Before she could do anything to stop him, she was in the perfect doggie position. It made her shiver in disgust, as she dreamed of it happening. Thomas ripped off her bra and panties and they would never be part of her wardrobe again. She felt his powerful fingers around her waist and then he pulled her torso backwards with all his might. All the wind came out of her chest and she couldn't breathe for the longest time.

All of a sudden the fingers of his right hand sneaked around her hips and latched onto her throbbing control button. Thomas knew exactly how to control Betsy. He squeezed her clitoris hard and pulled it out far enough so he could roll it around vigorously. Betsy swore the lump in her throat was the end of his prick, as Thomas fucked her like a sex-starved maniac. The most troubling thing for her now, as she remembered her past, was how she pushed back at him.

Thomas was in control and he wanted to hear her speak. Thomas let go of her swollen clitty and wrapped his wet fingers in her hair. He yanked her head backwards, which arched her back so severely that she teetered to the side. His hips jerked back and forth, as he rammed his cock to the hilt with every thrust. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me," he hissed. "Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you!"

She was beyond caring. "Fuck me. Fuck me, you bastard."

He pulled harder on her hair. "More baby. I want to hear you."

Her back arched even more and her mouth gapped wide open. "Oh gawd. Your cock is so deep ... fucking me," she moaned. "Gawd ... it's in my belly."

It was never enough for Thomas. "I want more. More ... or I'll fuck your ass."

The bastard knew she hated anal, but once she was filled with lust, anything was possible. "Fuck me, you rotten bastard." She never dreamed of experiencing anything, as drastic as an orgasm, when she agreed to meet Thomas. Suddenly a short, swift spasm shot through her loins like a streak of lightning, and then she was consumed my lust. "Oh gawd, no ... no ... no..."

"That's it baby ... I feel you cummin'," Thomas whispered.

Her body was soaked in sweat and Thomas was in his glory. "No. No! Dear gawd, I can't stop." He felt her tremble and then her body went into violent convulsions. She did the unthinkable and climaxed during sex with a man other than Danny. How they got from the floor to the bed was a mystery to Betsy. All she remembered was being totally exhausted and falling asleep in Thomas' arms.

If she was confused before the weekend, suddenly she was really confused. After the raunchy sex, it almost felt like they had never been apart. Twice during the night, she was wakened by a horny Thomas and there was no way of stopping him. They had sex and, as baffling as it seemed to her now, she experienced mind-blowing orgasms each time he fucked her.

She couldn't remember the exact time, but it was definitely past noon when she got out of bed. Thomas had already left and a nice, hot shower that lasted thirty minutes was the perfect solution for her tired body. She no sooner got out of the bathroom and then the phone rang. It was Thomas and he informed her that he made reservations at one of the most popular bars in Baton Rouge for dinner.

Thomas said he was at the convention, but he would be back within minutes. Betsy's first inclination was to excuse herself and leave immediately before she did anything else really stupid, but some strange power seemed to prevent any excuse. She hung up the phone and stood motionless for many minutes, wondering what had come over her. When Thomas rushed in and changed, she merely got dressed for the evening knowing she was not doing the right thing.

They arrived at the bar a bit early. Thomas asked the maitre d' to seat them in the bar area until their table became available, which sounded reasonable to Betsy. Since the bar was very busy at the time, they were forced to share a table with someone else. Betsy felt slightly uncomfortable when they were seated with two young coeds who appeared far too anxious for company.

The first thing Betsy did when meeting the two girls was nickname each with their most obvious characteristic. One was Giggles and the other Lip-biter, but it was solely for her own benefit that they were given nicknames. They talked for a few minutes waiting for a table and found out the girls were from Mississippi. The girls were in the city celebrating the completion of their successful midterms and they desperately wanted to experience new and exciting things.

Betsy had no way of knowing that money had already changed hands before they arrived on the scene. The meeting in the bar appeared spontaneous and there was no way to tell that Thomas knew the girls already. Betsy was actually a little surprised, but happy Thomas invited the coeds to join them for dinner. She thought it might give her the perfect opportunity to escape and leave Thomas for good, as he would still have two sex-toys.

During the short wait for a table, the conversation somehow got on the subject of women on women. It should have immediately put up a red flag, but Betsy didn't notice it at the time. The talk merely made Giggles laugh more and Lip-biter bite her lip even harder. At the time Betsy didn't realize she gulped down two drinks without any trouble and that sort of put her more at ease.

When the table came available, Thomas escorted his harem into the restaurant section. He offered to buy everything, so the drinks plus the food kept coming. It didn't take too long before the talk returned to the earlier discussion about women on women. This time the flags started waving like mad and Betsy suddenly didn't know how to get out of the mess. Lip-biter volunteered the information that she was extremely experienced and although she had a steady boyfriend, she preferred the taboo sex.

Then Thomas asked Giggles if she had ever tried it and the coed told him that she had not. Betsy almost fell out of her chair when Thomas told the coeds that she was the best cunnilingus teacher in Louisiana. She immediately turned the brightest shade of red and couldn't say a word for the longest time. After a most anxious period with everyone staring at her, Betsy felt trapped with the others expecting her to willingly perform for her students.

Feeling like a prisoner, Betsy needed some air and she went to the washroom to get away from the three. She took her time and struggled hard for a solution to her growing dilemma. 'Yes, ' she decided. 'I'll just tell Thomas that I can't stay ... that I have to go.' She knew it wouldn't sound logical to suddenly come up with an excuse of having prior commitments, but something had to be done.

She slowly walked back to the table with a determined look on her face. When she reached the three, Thomas immediately stood up and grabbed her by the elbow. "I paid the bill. The girls want to party ... celebrate with the sexiest professor in Louisiana," he said. "I've invited them up to our room."

They were on the way to the room before Betsy had a chance to reply. She looked straight ahead and Thomas held her arm the whole way. She could hear the two coeds behind and knew all of their giggling overly excited the girls. At the time her emotions had gone from the greatest anxiety to the highest degree of apprehension. She was almost hyperventilating and could hardly breathe, as Thomas led them into the hotel room.

The only thing she needed at the time was a real stiff drink. Thomas poured everyone drinks and then they paired off. The coeds sat on the bed and Betsy sat beside Thomas on a leather settee. Betsy remembered staring across the room at the two girls, as Lip-biter slowly stripped all the clothes from her girlfriend. Then the girl quickly stripped naked herself and all Betsy could do was stare in disbelief.

She was so stunned that she didn't even react when Thomas went to work. He brazenly loosened the top of her dress and felt her boobs. Every time she raised her arms to protest, he merely slapped them down to her sides and kept groping her freely. Then he boldly raised the hem of her dress until the material was bunched up around the top of her thighs. When he tried to shove his hand between her legs, she used all of her strength to keep her legs tightly closed.

All of a sudden everything happened so fast that she didn't have time to get away. Thomas was out of the sofa and the two girls were on either side of her. Lip-biter was in her glory and she took command right away. The girl kissed her hard on the lips and left no doubt who was in-charge. When she pulled back slightly and stared into Betsy's bewildered eyes, her voice was soft, but stern. "You won't believe me ... but Sammi is a virgin. She's never fucked a man ... or been fucked by a woman," she whispered. "You're going to show her how a real woman makes love!"

Betsy sat motionless between the two girls. All she could do was slowly run the tip of her tongue around her open mouth, trying to keep her lips moist, but she couldn't speak. She felt a million fingers on her chest, on her stomach and on her legs. She was unable to prevent them taking off her clothes and suddenly she felt a cool breeze on her heated flesh. Betsy knew she was almost naked, as they left her wearing only bra and panties. "It's time," Lip-biter whispered. "Make a woman out of her!"

Suddenly she was free. No hands were touching her and nothing prevented her from running away. Slowly she rolled her head sideways and came face to face with destiny. Giggles wasn't smiling anymore and her face was deadly serious. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth gaped wide open, as if she expected fulfillment.

Betsy let her eyes roam downward to the heaving chest. She noticed the girl's slender chest moving rapidly in and out and that her tits were firm and perky. Her eyes lingered on the swollen nipples and Betsy wondered if they were painted on the ends of the girl's tits. Then her gaze shifted down again. The girl's stomach heaved in and out in tune with her chest and there was a dark, triangle patch of hair. It was neatly trimmed, but sparse enough so that Betsy could make out the pussy lips.

The girl's legs were spread, as if she wanted someone to put their hand on her girlish treasures. Suddenly someone pushed Betsy forward and closer to the young coed. She merely acted on impulse, knowing the next hour was going to be a monumental occurrence for the girl. Betsy immediately placed her hands on the upraised boobies, which easily filled the palms of her hands. Then Betsy put her face between her hands and flicked her tongue at one of the hard nipples.

The coed started crying and it was not from pain, but from intense desire. The girl's hands were so desperate that her fingers intertwined in Betsy's hair, pulling her head closer. Betsy was forced to open her mouth wider and she gobbled the girl's titty into her mouth, which seemed to make her happy. She pushed on the hard nipple with her tongue and heard loud moans of ecstasy from Giggles.

The next step was to put her hand between Giggles' widespread legs. Betsy let her fingers draw a trail all the way to the soaked treasure and Betsy remembered feeling the immense wetness. The girl's hips thrashed up and down out of control and she was unable to stop the rush of cum. Giggles climaxed before Betsy touched her virgin pussy. The girl thought it was like all the times she masturbated in the college dorm, but she was wrong.

Betsy's fingers pulled the swollen labia apart and latched onto the girl's precious control button. When she rolled the clitoris around in the vast moisture, the girl screamed and her body went stiff as a board. Giggles never breathed; she didn't move a muscle and her juices ran out all over Betsy's skilled fingers. Then all of a sudden she went out of control and her body thrashed frantically all over the lavish, leather sofa.

Betsy couldn't remember anyone having such an extended orgasm. The girl's climax went on and on and Betsy was afraid to take her fingers off her pulsating clitty. Suddenly they were kissing and Betsy never really knew how that happened. Somehow her body was positioned so that she was lying on top of the young coed and her ass-end was up in the air. There was no doubt that she was completely vulnerable and before she could react, there was a face between her legs.

The noise was deafening. She heard loud slurping sounds, as Lip-biter deftly pulled the narrow band of her panties to the side, and lapped her slit in a ravenous manner. The girl was no novice and she instantly devoured Betsy's entire clitoris. Her hands were on each of Betsy's ass-cheeks holding them apart and high in the air. Lip-biter's mouth was on fire and the heat scorched Betsy's womanhood, making her temperature rise sky-high.

Abruptly Lip-biter deemed her girlfriend was finished. She easily flipped Betsy onto her back, as her girlfriend slithered off to the side. Betsy remembered how helpless she felt at the time. Suddenly she was completely naked as Lip-biter ripped off her panties and bra in a heartbeat. Then Betsy remembered hearing the ooohs and the aaahs, as the two coeds stared at her shaved pelvis. It sent shivers up her spine when they explicitly stated how sexy her hairless pussy looked. Betsy remembered getting even more anxious when the coeds brazenly declared what they planned doing to the sexy professor.

Betsy remembered having the sense to struggle, but suddenly her arms were pinned above her head. The young coed had control and Betsy was powerless when Lip-biter dove in for the kill. She lapped her slit like a dog in heat and Betsy swiftly lost the will to fight. Instead of struggling or trying to keep her legs closed, Betsy allowed Lip-biter to push them farther apart.

The scene from years ago was vividly etched in her head and Betsy tried to see it all happening again. She imagined the girl bending over the arm of the sofa. Lip-biter had her knees on the floor and her upper body was tightly pressed between Betsy's widespread legs. The girl pushed one leg up and on top of the sofa back. The other she pushed to the side and let Betsy's foot drop to the floor.

Betsy wondered what it must have looked like to Thomas and Giggles. An older, mature woman was in the deep throes of an overly dramatic orgasm. She was in the midst of creaming all over the girl's tongue and then she remembered glancing downward. Her vision was blurry, but she was able to see the length of Lip-biter's back. Directly behind the kneeling girl was a naked Thomas and he had his rock-hard cock in his fist.

Lip-biter was bent over the sofa's arm and her backside was defenseless against a determined Thomas. Betsy noticed him motion towards the other coed and she knew immediately that he was showing off. Giggles was timid and appeared to be afraid, but Thomas convinced her to put her hands on his pecker. Soon Giggles was slapping Lip-biter on her upturned ass with the menacing cock, which made her friend flinch at every slap.

It was a moment in time when a million things happened at once. Betsy had to admit that watching Thomas ravage the young coed from behind while the girl ate her pussy was extremely arousing. Lip-biter had Betsy's clitty inside her mouth, twirling it around vigorously with her tongue, when her whole body went stiff. Suddenly Lip-biter's teeth clamped down hard on the tiny clit, but Betsy was long past the point of feeling pain. Her orgasm flourished, as she rode the out of control roller coaster and she desperately tried to watch what Thomas was doing.

Betsy knew exactly when Thomas rammed his tool into the skinny coed. The devious man had the one coed hold his cock at the delicate opening to her friend's pussy and then he thrust forward. Betsy watched Lip-biter buck wildly every time Thomas pounded his cock into her, but the girl's mouth never left Betsy's opening. To this day she never wanted to admit that it was a fantastic orgasm, even though she left no doubt when her body went into severe convulsions. The girl finger-fucked her and the only lip between Lip-biter's teeth this time was one of Betsy's.

Thomas loved ravaging sexy women and he was in his glory. "Holy, sweet fuck! This is gonna be good," he moaned. "Hold on honey. You're about to get fucked by a real man ... with a big cock!"

Lip-biter remained stiff for a long time. Betsy was thankful for the sudden reprieve, but she wasn't going anywhere. Suddenly Lip-biter's sharp teeth clamped down hard on the tiny morsel inside her mouth and Betsy realized there was still something left inside her belly. She watched Thomas ram his cock to the hilt and then he pumped in and out of the coed like a furious madman. He held her slender hips perfectly positioned and he pounded her midsection into the sofa arm. Thomas hit bottom with every powerful thrust and Betsy knew he had the stamina of a stallion.

When the coed released the fiery clitoris, Betsy thought she would spend the rest of her days without one. Then the girl's tongue slapped it back and forth at a tremendous rate and suddenly she felt better. The convulsions in her belly subsided, but the cum kept running down her love canal until the coed sucked it all up. Thomas didn't want to cum, but there was no possible way to prolong it. His eyes flared wide open watching his once precious girlfriend go through the throes of erotic bliss and then he released his demons.

When the sounds of animal lust stopped, Betsy found out just how devious Thomas really was. Being in the pharmaceutical business, it was obvious he had taken something to keep an erection, as he turned his attention to Giggles. She was giggling like crazy again in obvious nervousness, as she anticipated what was on Thomas' mind. Then he easily picked Giggles up and carried her to the king-sized bed.

Betsy remembered the next installment of her life story as being extremely entertaining. Giggles kept whimpering and pleading for Thomas to be careful. Apparently her experience with men was very limited and she adamantly stated she had never been with anyone of Thomas' stature. Betsy remembered how interesting it was watching a predator conquer the timid prey. Thomas must have fucked the poor Giggles for the longest time before he could get his big cock all the way to the hilt, but he was determined.

Lip-biter who had been crudely goosed by Thomas was content in Betsy's loving arms. Somehow the coed snuggled up to Betsy and they both watched Thomas and Giggles. Both women were utterly shocked when Giggles suddenly relaxed and wrapped her legs around Thomas' waist. Her back was severely arched and it was obvious she was climaxing. It was one that Giggles would most likely remember the rest of her life and Betsy would as well.

When Thomas finally orgasmed, the scene put goosebumps all over Betsy's heated flesh. He pounded Giggles' ass into the bed like a madman and it was obvious that he was using her for his sexual enjoyment. Giggles had experienced an untimely orgasm earlier, but suddenly her entire body started to shake violently.

Thomas was nearing the end of his orgasm, but then he saw another opportunity. He grabbed Giggles' ass with his strong hands and held her pelvis aimed straight at his groin. His thrusts were slow and extremely powerful, as he drove his cock through her cervix and into her belly. It was a most illustrious sight watching Giggles' legs thrash wildly in the air, as she babbled constantly without saying any real words. The swift orgasm appeared to rob her sanity and made her look completely out of control.