Being 18 #2: Betty Learns What It's All About On Her Birthday

Summary: It’s Betty’s 18th birthday and the skinny, blonde, blue-eyed teen is excited about the big surprised her daddy said he was going to get her. She’s spent all day at home, never suspecting that her father’s friend, her best friend’s dad, would be the one to give her the surprise she was promised.

Mr. Addams has been wanting to knock up a hot, little eighteen-year-old on her birthday for years and he is finally going to get the chance, by knocking up his daughter’s best friend. Betty’s hopes for a new car, her plans for a romantic date with her boyfriend, and her own desires are put on hold because she lives in a world where all women must let men fuck them any way they like!

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Betty put on her favorite quirky hat and spun around to look at herself in the mirror. Her long blonde hair reached to the middle of her slender back. Her white t-shirt was tight and so thin her nipples were practically popping through the material. She’d picked out her favorite pair of bright blue booty shorts and was trying to decide on which pair of knee-high socks to wear. Her father had let her stay home from school that day since it was her eighteenth birthday. He’d promised her a surprise that afternoon, one that she’d never forget.

“I wonder if he’s getting me a car or maybe it’s a trip to Paris! I bet there’s a really big birthday party planned for me at least. All my friends over to wish me a happy eighteenth! Daddy always has the best surprises.”

She heard the front door open and bounded down the stairs.

“Daddy, I’ve been waiting all d- Oh, sorry Mr. Addams. I thought you were my dad getting home from work.”

“That’s okay. That’s a real cute outfit you’ve got. Really shows off your tits and ass, like a proper young woman,” he said, looking her up and down.

Mr. Addams was her best friend April’s father. He was about six feet tall, maybe a bit taller, and just getting into his mid-thirties. Betty had always been impressed with how fit he stayed, despite working at an office all day.

“Are you here to see my dad? Or… my mom is at some company retreat all week, so…”

“No, that’s all fine. I’m actually here to see you. It’s your birthday, right? Just turned eighteen. It really shows. Happy birthday,” he said while walking up the stairs to stand face to face with the teen girl.

“Oh, well… um.. thank you, Mr. Addams. Was… was there anything else you wanted… or um…”

Mr. Addams picked Betty up and threw her over one shoulder. Before she really knew what was happening, he’d carried her back up the stairs and she felt a brief moment of flying through the air. When she looked around, she was sitting on her bed, dazed and wondering what was going to come next.

Mr. Addams undid the buttons of his shirt, unbuckled his pants, and within a few minutes was standing in front of the fresh eighteen-year-old, his muscles rippling while he stroked a cock nearly as thick as Betty’s upper arm.

She knew men would start fucking her whenever they wanted when she turned eighteen, but she hadn’t expected it to be this sudden or for the first one to be April’s dad.

“Oh god! Mr. Addams, that thing is so much bigger than my boyfriend’s. Holy fucking cow,” she said, her blue eyes growing wide and transfixed on the older man’s cock.

“I bet it is. And you know what, little girl? This great big cock is going right up your hot, tight, little snatch,” he said while walking towards her bed.

She felt his hands grab hold of the sheer fabric of her t-shirt and heard the tearing of fabric, then her favorite booty-shorts, torn completely in half and tossed to the far corner of her room. She shivered with both the cool air on her bare skin and the anticipation of what he’d do to her next. She reached to take off her hat, but he held her hand and kissed it gently.

“No, leave the hat on. I like it,” he said.

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