Chapter 11

All the way in the kitchen, Betty heard the commotion in the living room.

She knew what was going on.

Damn it, that prick is screwing her. He couldn’t wait to do it.

She had been brave suggesting that Jenny screw Leonard, but she hadn’t really meant here and now. She had meant for them to share him part of the week or part of the month, but not in one free-for-all like now.

She felt her cheeks flushing.

She felt her cunt beginning to throb as she thought of Leonard screwing another girl.

She had opened her big mouth, and now all results were going in Jenny’s favor.

Betty couldn’t stand it.

She didn’t want to lose Leonard.

How was she going to keep him?

While she thought this, her mind buzzed with other ideas, ideas about fucking.

The realization that Leonard was screwing Jenny and that Jenny was enjoying it and that she could go in any moment that she wanted to and watch, turned Betty on high.

She stood quite still watching the coffee pot and not turning the light on underneath it. Nobody was going to drink coffee tonight, she knew. She put her hand between her legs and squeezed her twat.

She felt the juice coming out of it.

She was a ripe fruit and wanted to fuck Leonard also.

It was a terrible dilemma that he wanted to fuck Jenny when she wanted him to fuck her. What could she do about it?

She squeezed her cunt and thought about playing with herself, but that wasn’t any good. For now, Jenny would only laugh at her and win the day if she jerked off here in the kitchen while Jenny fucked Leonard in the living room.

She couldn’t resist any longer.

She went to the doorway and watched.

She looked across the long living room and saw them all coiled together. Leonard’s ass was racing like an engine. She watched Jenny writhing away underneath him, shooting her ass up and down, up and down.

She knew that any minute these two were going to shoot their loads. Then, where would she be, she wondered? Hung up, as high as a chandelier!

Well, she thought, and then the idea struck her like thunder. Maybe I can go and join them. Maybe I can make it a threesome. That should get Jenny, she decided, if I could just go in and steal some of Leonard right away from here.

Immediately she strode across the room, undressing as she went. She reached the couch, but neither Leonard nor Jenny noticed her.

Quickly she got out of her clothes. She looked down at them, listening to the sloshing sound of Leonard’s prick inside that wet juice cunt.

Betty took out her breasts and began to massage them. She threw her head back and groaned at the ceiling.

Her ass felt tight and her cunt felt wet.

Her thighs trembled.

With a sudden leap, she jumped onto the couch.

She landed on top of Leonard. She was a lightweight though, and Leonard, in the strength of his fucking, did not really find her to be an obstacle.

She knew she wasn’t going to stop him, anyway.

How could she get Leonard to suck her off, though, while he was fucking Jenny.

She had to think about it.

The couch was not too good for playing threesome.

Maybe she could get them off the couch and onto the carpet. That would be better.

She clutched Leonard around the waist. She felt Jenny’s foot against her belly.

“Come on, you guys, let’s get onto the floor so I can join you.”

Jenny said, “Get away, get away.” Her voice was almost hysterical.

Leonard said, “I think I’m coming any second.”

“Wait for me,” Betty pleaded, “come on down onto the floor.”

With a desperate lunge, she pulled Leonard, trying to get him free from Jenny.

The other two slithered toward the floor, knowing that they had better cooperate, or they might be separated.

Jenny and Leonard were enraged by the interruption, but there was nothing they could do about it.

When they had all fallen onto the floor and readjusted themselves, Betty was in a better position to get some action for her own cunt.

She climbed around toward where Leonard’s face was, and sat down and spread her legs. Leonard wanted to help her out.

He said, “Okay, honey, over here. Move it so that I can eat your cunt.”

Betty was glad to wiggle up close.

She spread her legs and held her lips wide.

Her clitoris popped forward.

Leonard saw it and stuck out his tongue.

A moment later, he had her clit in his mouth, and he was flicking his tongue over it madly.

Betty began to moan now with joy and pleasure. At least she wasn’t being excluded from the lay.

Jenny, on the other hand, was trying to please Leonard with all her strength. She was going to come any second, and her body shivered with desire.

Betty knew that she had interrupted the action long enough to put them off for a few minutes.

She fought real hard at it, knowing that if she concentrated, she could come when the other two did, also, so she wouldn’t be left out of the game.

Suddenly, Jenny began to moan in a different way, with more tension. She realized that the other woman was coming.

Leonard said, “Hurry up, Betty, if you want to come too.”

With that, he grabbed hold of her cunt, locking down onto it with his jaws.

Betty felt her own juices coming up harshly now, like a great wave from the ocean.

Leonard was banging away as hard as he could into Jenny’s cunt.

Any second now, he knew he was going to shoot his load.

Suddenly, Betty began to shriek.

She stifled the sound far back in her throat because it was a habit for her to try to conceal the full strength of her sexual desire.

She was just a horny girl, and she didn’t want the whole world to understand how hot her cunt was.

But Leonard recognized the sound.

He knew Betty liked fucking.

The moment he heard her beginning to come, he started shooting his load.