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Beverly Part 2

Beverly kept silent, bided her time and watched every moment of Kenny’s dick going in and out of Tiffany’s pussy. Then her patience paid off. It was exactly a week after she had first saw Tiffany’s pussy leak a mixture of cum and pussy juice and watched her friend wantonly lick and clean the same mixture from Kenny’s smooth cock. Of course she had taken more liberties with their privacy since but that first Saturday was burned into her mind. It had driven her to the point where every night she was frigging her own pussy until it dripped and licking her fingers clean until she fell asleep.

Now, one Saturday later it turns out Tiffany had to go see her mother. An emergency had come up and she had to go right away, her mother’s message had said on the answering machine. Apparently she didn’t have enough time to tell Kenny as he called but didn’t leave a message. Beverly instantly recognized the number and although there was no message she knew why he was calling. So her plan started to form. She bathed and dressed in her sexiest skirt (a plaid number that came to mid thigh sitting nicely on her round, fit, tight chocolate cheeks), one of her regular work blouses, and a pair of her open toed strapped heals. When she felt she was well prepared she made the phone call.

“No, it’s not Tiffany Kenny.” She said to the voice that answered on the other side of the phone. She continued as the voice seemed to have gone into shock, “No, no, she told me to call you and let you know she wasn’t going to be in town this weekend. It was a quick emergency; it must have slipped her mind. I saw your number and remembered she had told me you were supposed to be here this Saturday.” Beverly paused for effect, “No, she didn’t say what for but just before she left she said that if you called I should tell you that you could come by and wait for her. You two seemed to getting close lately though.” She said innocently, while gauging the responses she was getting from Kenny. “Don’t worry she hasn’t said a word to me about anything I’m seeing how you two get along that’s all. It’s different from before. I mean you guys used to talk but for the last week to work you two seem to be in your own world.” It didn’t seem like he was buying that as the reason why Tiffany would want Beverly, of all people, to call him and let him know that she wasn’t home. Sounded far fetch to him and Beverly was realizing she had hinted at far too many things for something that was supposed to be a secret. “Well she kind of hinted you two might be an item.” She lied to redeem some form of trust in the conversation, “But she seems happy lately so I’m just keeping myself out of it regardless.” The voice on the other line slightly relaxed and Beverly pushed on, “Here what just come by, chill, I’ll be leaving soon anyways. You’ve been here plenty of times so I don’t mind leaving you to wait for her.” That seemed to seal the deal as the voice on the other line seemed to relax and agree readily to the arrangement.

Beverly smiled to herself. Like I’m going anywhere she thought. I know he wants me; he’s wanted me since the day we met. He’s mine rightfully anyways. She was justifying and anticipating the arrival as she felt a trickle down her thighs. Panties might be a good idea she conceded. She went to her drawer and pulled out a thick banded lace thong and admired the way they sat between her thighs and squeezed in so deliciously into her ass cheeks. Then she lowered the red skirt. None too soon there was a knock on the door and she rushed to pick up her purse and her keys and headed towards it.

“Hey Kenny.” She greeted the visitor and watched the way his eyes looked her body up and down. “I was just on my way out. I was going to just leave the key under the door and you could have let yourself in.” Of course she wasn’t going anywhere. Beverly had her plan set and she was only getting started. “You know what I wouldn’t be a good hostess if I just left you like this. Let me get us something to drink and I’ll just keep you company for a little while then I think that’s being civil enough.” The tone in which she said the last part brushed away Kenny’s skepticism at her uncharacteristic charitability. Sure he liked looking at her and sure he didn’t mind her hanging around for a little bit but the niceties were making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. Taking another quick glance at her outfit as she walked to the kitchen brought to his attention that his hairs weren’t the only parts of his body trying to get up.

“Come in you know your way around.” Beverly said non-chalantly as she headed for the kitchen. Her plaid skirt seemed to have been caught up by some invisible wind and revealed the edge of her nicely curved cheeks as they met her equally firm thighs. He paused for a second then followed her to the kitchen. Not quite sure why as he could have simply sat on the couch and waited for her to come back with whatever drink she had chosen. In reality he only wanted whatever if that. But something about the sway made him follow. He caught up to her just in time to see her bend over and duck her head in the fridge. So long as she didn’t know he was right behind her well “I guess I can take a look” he thought to himself.

After pretending to look through the fridge for something suitable to offer her “guest” Beverly finally decided to forego with the subtleties. “Like what you see back there Kenny?” She glanced back from the fridge and saw the startled look on his face that brought a smile to HER face. “Don’t worry I’m not going to tell Tiffany. I know you saw me the other night…so what do you think…If I slipped out of these panties like so….” As she said that she slowly peeled away the black lace thongs that had been covering her dripping pussy and providing a nice split down her beautiful ass. She knew he was caught for many a month and that she didn’t have to worry about him leaving no matter how startled he might have been. She was going to tame him and make her his one way or another. If she hadn’t been so caught up in her own quest for victory she would have seen the grin on Kenny’s face almost as if he was following every thought, almost as if he’d known her every intention from the day they met and from today’s phone call. So who was playing who?

“…would you fuck my pussy? And don’t say no …I saw the look in your eyes when Tif was sucking your dick.” Beverly said all this without turning around as she took one long leg out of her soaked undergarment. Then she turned up and got a surprise of her own. There was Kenny leaned up against the kitchen counter with his dick in his hand and watching her face intently. “So why don’t you come over her and give it a lick?” he inquired. Beverly wasn’t sure as to what had just happened or why anything was the way it was. This wasn’t her plan. There was something amiss about everything taking place but she was already caught in her own brazen attitude and what she wanted was right in front of her. Once again she threw out the caution she used to wear so regally and walked a sultry walk over to where her prize was waiting.

“He’s mine no matter what he does.” She told herself as she got closer, “He must have wanted this more than I thought. Maybe I didn’t have to do so much after all.” Finally convincing herself the situation was still in her control she reached him and slowly squatted, simultaneously taking hold of his already rock hard cock. With mouth open wide she swallowed him …and almost choked herself. For some strange reason that made her pussy start to drip uncontrollably onto the kitchen floor. She worked her lips even harder at her sudden arousal, used her tongue and griped his cock as she was slowly fucking the shaft with her mouth. She had no idea where the sudden inspiration or creativity came from but she couldn’t keep his cock out of her mouth or better yet from the back of her throat. The sounds were wet as she choked herself and soaked his dick with her spit. She had lost sense of time and place. All that was present to her was her own aroused pussy that she loved so much, the almost missable sounds of the constant dripping and Kenny’s dick in her mouth…Kenny, yes Kenny…”his delicious, smooth piece of meat.” Suddenly coming to her senses she disengaged and tried to catch her breath…..

Before she could get her bearings she felt a gentle hand pull her up and a voice say, “follow me.” The voice was soft but commanding. She was slowly making sense of the situation but she couldn’t seem to get past convincing herself that her seduction had been a success. She followed the voice and “woke up” in the living room riding a dick deep her pussy. Her ass was bouncing beautifully her juices lubricated the cock without pause. Her blouse had come undone and she could feel gentle teeth on her nipples and her other tit was free of her bra and bouncing at her every up and down motion. She got up onto her feet and squatted on the cock beneath her so that she could feel it to her core. After what seemed like hours she worked feverishly as her legs and thighs became tired and her de-shelved appearance resembled nothing she would have recognized. With that sequence of events all would point to her reputation of being a loose uninhibited woman. However, this was her first memorable sexual experience and her only experience - aside from fingering herself to the visions and sounds of Tiffany sucking and fucking Kenny’s cock - that she had felt so much pleasure. Somehow she knew he was ready to cum and that made her pussy release all the fluids it had left in her partners lap. Quickly without any form of communication she jumped up from her afternoon ride and knelt in front of Kenny and swallowed his cock soaked in pussy juice as he burst, sending every last pent up drop down her throat.

Everyone was busy so no one heard the keys in the door or the purse hit the floor. However, the loud, “What the fuck?” seemed to jerk the enraptured partner out of their trance…

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