Betsy's Creampie Part 5 - Sex Stories

Betsy's Creampie Part 5

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The alarm on her phone woke Betsy up from a sound sleep. As she reached for the phone to silence it, she felt an ache between her legs. Her cunt was sore from the previous night’s sexual romp with a stranger. Her hand moved to massage her sore pussy. She felt his dried cum coating the thin landing strip of pubic hair.

“I’m a fucking mess.” She thought. “No, I’m a well fucked mess.” She smiled at her witty thought.

She was naked and coated in dried sweat and cum from the night before. She noticed the open laptop on the table and the iPad facing the bed. Flashing through her brain was the performance she put on for her husband the night before. She had set up both to video conference her husband into her sexscapade with John. She gave him two different views of her fucking and sucking her newly found friend as her husband watched from a thousand miles away.

She loved her husband deeply and he enjoyed watching her have sex with others. She pulled her laptop and went to search for flights to get her home early. She wanted to be with him and share her adventures. The earliest flight left at noon. She made the arrangements and sent a copy to her husband. Then she headed to her much needed shower.

She adjusted the water temperature and stepped ...

... in. It felt good to have the hot water stream over her body. She lathered shampoo into her hair and rinsed it out. She quickly soaped and rinsed her body, removing all of the cum residue from her skin. She reached for her razor. She wanted her skin to be silky smooth for her husband. She double checked to be sure that she removed any stray hairs and stubble. She planned to fuck him as soon as she entered her home. She enjoyed fucking John; but she wanted and needed to have the emotional connection as she fucked her husband and shared her exploits.

Satisfied that she was clean and stubble free, she hopped out and dried herself. Through the steam coated mirror she saw herself. She was proud of how she looked. Years ago, she would have been too prudish and self-conscious to allow herself to enjoy sex. She now enjoyed the sexual freedom and enlightenment she attained.

She thought, “God, I’m glad I learned to experiment and enjoy sex. I, no we wasted too many years with puritanical constraints. We now enjoy a diverse palette of sexual activities we could never have imagined a few years ago.”

She dressed for the flight home, a jogging bra and panties, a pair of loose slacks, a light shirt and a sweater. Good layers to adjust to the changing temperatures and loose fit for sitting in uncomfortable airport and plane seats. As she finished packing, she took out a miniskirt and put it in her carryon bag. “This might be good to slip into before I got home to Bill. “It’s a lot ...