Betty

She slammed the vibrator into her cunt harder and harder as the voice on the other end of the phone kept telling her, "Faster, faster, don't stop yet Betty." She knew she would cum very soon and turned the vibrator up to max speed, the humming sound filling the room along with her whimpers and moans. So close, she knew at any second she would explode ... harder ... faster ... 5 more seconds ...

"STOP!" came the voice on the other end of the phone. She moaned loudly but did as she was told, she hated but loved this at the same time. He did this to her so often. She knew he would, but once she got to a certain point, she figured he would never make her stop now.

Betty lay on her bed panting, her pussy dripping juice down through her lips to the crack of her ass, making a puddle on her bed. She always ended up this wet when talking to him. She had no idea why he had this effect on her, she truly believed that she would do anything he asked of her. She knew he would never put her in any danger, but he knew exactly how to push her buttons, and her limits...

"Ok, now ... start fucking that wet pussy some more: I want you to cum now." She was so relieved to hear him say that, she went right back at it with even more vigor this time. She could hear the juices as she fucked herself harder and faster, the vibe seemed to have a mind of its own and she just lay there enjoying it. All of the sudden the pressure got to be too much and she started to explode. Her hips began to buck up and down, her hand slid the vibrator deep into her spasming cunt and she screamed in orgasm, "AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, Ohhhhh"

Betty was totally wiped out, she had almost passed out, she only snapped to because of the voice coming through the phone asking if she was alright?

"Oh yes Darlin', I am just fine. You are so wonderful: next time we meet I will be sure to have you screaming the same way!"

"Well, I will hold you to that! But right now, I must let you go. Please, enjoy your day!"

Betty always had wonderful days when Rod phoned her in the mornings. He usually called her at least once a week to start her day with one of those mind blowing orgasms. Rod was one of Betty's current lovers. He was a younger man, in his mid twenties, tall, built nicely, the sexiest of voices: just hearing his voice always made her pussy wet. She met him online, the same way she met most of her lovers now. Her friends always told her it was too risky, but she was always careful about it and, so far, had only come across one nutcase, but that is another story. Rod is a successful man with his own business and, whenever he was in her neighborhood, made sure he stopped in for some of her amazing talents.

After she regained her composure, she jumped into the shower and got dressed for work. Betty worked in a small office with a few other women. She was the office manager, and very good friends with the owner of the company. They got to be friends through her years working there, and now even do things outside of work. The both care for each other very much, and look to each other to get through any hard times in their lives. Quite often the talk turned to their sex lives. Tracey knew all about her adventures with Rod. When she walked into work today, and got into the office they share, Tracy looked at her and said, "He called this morning didn't he?"

"Damnit! How do you know that?" Betty could never understand how Tracy could tell, but she knew every time.

"You just have that glow on your face every time he calls."

She was right, the days he calls can never go wrong for Betty, she is always in such a good mood, almost like floating. They sat at their desks, and Tracy told her to give her all the details. They talked about this for a little while, until they were both too hot to talk anymore and had to stop.

Betty had recently started thinking to herself about Tracy, and if she was into women at all. Betty had never tried it, but was realizing now that she did have that interest deep down. She kept trying to deny it but the juices in her pussy were telling her different. And there were lots of things that give her messages that Tracy wanted her too. Little things, like a quick squeeze of her ass, winks, even an occasional kiss on the cheek. But she couldn't be interested, she was married, with a few kids. Although she did keep saying how she and her husband did not have sex anymore, and the only sexual outlet was her vibrator.

All this talk, and thinking, had gotten Betty just too hot again. She quietly went to the ladies' room, closed and locked the door and stripped off from the waist down. That wasn't much since she didn't wear panties.

She tried it one day at Tracy's suggestion, since she told her she never wore them anymore either. Betty propped herself up against the sink and started to work on her clit. She went right to it, hard and fast since she didn't want anyone to notice that she was gone long. It didn't take long for her to have her juices literally dripping out of her pussy, down her legs, filling the room with the strong smell of her cunt. She started to slip two fingers into herself while she rubbed at her clit. She could feel the pressure building and it took all her strength to keep from screaming out. (Something else that is new since she met Rod). She went over to the toilet seat to sit because her legs were getting very weak. No sooner did she sit down, she exploded. She almost blacked out again and caught herself as she was almost falling over. After a couple minutes recovery, she got cleaned up again and went back to work.

"Excuse me, Betty. There is a call on hold for you on line 3" Pam the receptionist smiled at Betty as she walked into the office, they all got along very well there. Pam thought to herself that it must be yet another of the men Betty has waiting in line for her. Pam was at times jealous of how much attention Betty seemed to get, but always smiled to herself thinking that it was good that a nice lady like Betty was getting the attention.

"Hello, Betty speaking", as she picked up the receiver she sat at her desk.

"Hi there beautiful." It was Rod: he had called to see if she had caught her breath yet.

"Well, hello there big guy!" They talked for a little while about how each of their days were going, but ended up with Rod telling her he would be in town that night, and they made plans for a date. Betty was happy about this since she didn't have plans, but was horny as hell. She went right in to tell Tracy about the call. Tracy gave her a little lecture about getting personal calls at work, but then immediately asked what the scoop was.

After going through the plans they had, Tracey had a bit of a frown on her face and Betty asked what was wrong. It turned out that Tracey's husband was out of town for a few days, and the kids were away at the grandparents, so Tracy was gonna see if Betty would be interested in coming over to her place for a while, have a few drinks and just chill out. Maybe get a movie or two. Suddenly, Tracey got a very wicked grin on her face and Betty asked what she was thinking.

Tracey said, "No, never mind, it is too crazy..." Of course Betty would not let this go, and had to know what was on her mind. After a lot of begging, and pleading, Tracey finally told Betty what she was thinking.

The plan went something like this: since it has been so long since Tracey has had any sex, and she knew how wild and kinky Betty was, she wanted to hide in the closet and watch Betty and Rod do their thing. She was not going to be joining them, as she could not bring herself to be with another man. She and her husband didn't have a sex life, but still she couldn't cheat on him like that.

The rest of the afternoon went by very quickly as the two women planned out the small details: little things like the fact that Tracey should not have anything to drink at all, since there was no bathroom in the closet, black clothing so if she moved the shadows would be minimal. Betty would try to have the action angled in such a way to give her audience the best view.

Finally, the doorbell rang: the cue for Tracey to scram and get into her place in the closet. They had set up a chair for her so she would be comfortable. Rod came in, and instantly started kissing Betty. They kissed in the doorway for a minute or two, until she broke away, closed the door and asked if he would like something to drink.

"The only thing I am interested in drinking right now is your sweet pussy juices as they run out of you."

Betty loved the sound of that and walked over to the couch, pulled her shorts down, and said, "CUM and get it."

Tracey could hear the moans of delight coming from Betty as she was getting her cunt licked. She wished so badly that it was hers. She could feel the wetness of her pussy, the heat from her arousal. She started rubbing herself through her shorts, letting a small moan escape her lips. She made a mental note to try to keep from doing that when they got into the bedroom. She didn't want to give herself away, or did she?