Being 18 #3: Betty's Birthday Lessons Continue

Being 18 #3: Betty’s Birthday Lessons Continue

Summary: It’s Betty’s 18th birthday and the skinny, blonde, blue-eyed teen has just learned that instead of a party and presents, she’s getting fucked and knocked up by Mr. Addams, one of her dad’s friends.

However, just because he’s cum up her tight, little, teen cunt, it doesn’t mean he’s done with her. Can she take his thick cock up her ass? Why is he following her into the bathroom? He just made her drink what?

Betty is about to learn that being 18 means a girl has to become a woman who serves men, however those men want her to serve.

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Mr. Addams snuggled up to Betty in her bed. His arms were thick, strong, and comforting in a way that even her boyfriend’s weren’t.

As she felt his cum trickle out of her brutally fucked cunt, she wondered if she’d have to change and clean the sheets more often. She figured it wouldn’t be too much more since most men would probably just fuck her in the living room like they did to her friends who had already turned eighteen before her.

She pushed her firm ass back and rocked it up and down, nestling Mr. Addams thick cock between the silky cheeks of her teen ass. The soft skin of his cock and the bumpy veins, sent new sensations up through her body as her tender asshole slipped up and down the length of his cock.

“Mr.- Mr. Addams. Do you have any lube?” she asked.

As if in response, he rammed his thick cock up her still dripping cunt a few times, then pulled out. She felt the thick head of his cock line up with her virgin asshole, a moment of panic passed through her mind, but too late as he shoved forward, burying the first few inches of his cock up her ass.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! It hurts! Please, please go slow, Mr. Addams! Oh god, it feels like… like your cock is fucking huge, so much fucking bigger than it was in my pussy.”

“Going easy on you today won’t do you any favors, in the long run, slut,” Mr. Addams said, then thrust his massive rod a few more inches up her tiny ass.

Betty bit down on her covers and stifled a scream she was sure would have brought the walls down in her bedroom. She felt his tongue lick a tear from her cheek and then a soft kiss on her neck.

She needed to pee. She hadn’t been sure of it before. It had been just a little worrying sensation, but now that she had a cock in her ass, pressing into her, she knew that she definitely needed to pee.

“I’ve got to go to the bathroom real quick, Mr. Addams. I’ll be right back. I promise,” she launched herself off of his cock and her bed, her asshole surprising her with a popping sound, like a finger popping out of a mouth. Then she ran down the hall to the bathroom.

She knew it was rude to leave a man who came to visit her while he was still fucking her, but she figured he’d be fine with it as long as she apologized. She figured she’d even have a chance to lube up her ass with something from the bathroom, so it’d go a little easier.

After all, everyone has to piss, even sluts like me,“ she thought.

Mr. Addams was right behind her, standing in the bathroom door, his thick cock bouncing in front of him as if he’d just stopped running.

"I’m not done with your ass,” he said and followed Betty into the bathroom.

Since we’re here, I’ll make it a little easier for you.

He grabbed a bottle of conditioner from the shower, squeezed some onto his cock and grabbed hold of the petite teen, spinning her around and bending her over the toilet. He moved so fast, she lost her thoughts just trying to keep up with what he was doing.

In a moment, she was bent over, her hands gripping the toilet lid for support, trying to keep from being knocked over by his thrusts and trying not to piss herself.

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