Bad Girl Betty’s Blog

I don’t even know where to start, but I will just say that you would have to see these chicks to believe how hot they are. Both are about 5′9″, one blonde with a perfect model body and medium tan with blue-green eyes that hypnotise without trying, and the other is a brickhouse in a brunette bob, half Indian and half Colombian with deep eyes that seem evil but are simply seductive up close. I got so wet as soon as I saw them start to slowly strip at the foot of my bed. My husband sat down beside me and started to loosen his tie and take off his jacket and told me he just wanted to drink in my beauty and watch what I was going to do with his “gift” of these two old girlfriends that I hadn’t seen since we partied in college.

Oh my god, it was fucking hot! Each girl chose my right or left side, slipped off my heels and started sucking the toes on each of my feet. I love having my feet worshipped and they couldn’t seem to get enough of them. Eventually they moved around my ankles with their tonges and lips and up my calves and licked all over the backs of my knees, driving me wild. I couldn’t believe they remembered the hot spots I told them about during the few all-night pajama parties we used to have in my dorm room from years ago.

Once they both started kissing gently up my inner thighs, I thought I was going to scream and then they started french kissing each other as they approached my swollen pussy lips. I can’t type anymore because I am getting all wet again right now just thinking about it. Check back tomorrow for more on my hot girl-girl gift from my husband and see where the four of us go.

Mmmmm, I am always so excited when my husband gets home from one of his seemingly endless long business trips. I have told many of my callers about our relationship and the fact that we both know we have secret one-night stands since we are apart so often, but when we both know we will be together, we try to top each other with a surprise that goes beyond our normal mutual horniness. He got back just last night and I was ready and waiting in some new hot lingerie and wanted to catch him off guard with some bondage once I got him in my clutches, but I must admit that he was way ahead of me this time in the erotic shock and awe of the moment.

I heard him come in at about midnight, about an hour later than I expected him, so I just guessed his plane was running a tad late. I was waiting for him, all sprawled out on the bed in a sexy hot pink bustier and boy short panties, enhanced by some black fishnet stockings and my feathery six-inch slipper heels, but was very pleasantly surprised when he strolled into our bedroom with some old friends, two of my old sexy model friends from college. I could tell that it was going to be a totally wild foursome just by the smile on my hubby’s face. No words needed to be said. That’s the great thing about being happily married with a great and open sex life. You just know each other almost telepathically.

Mmmmm, I can’t wait to tell you all about it in my next post or just call me on Niteflirt right now to get ALL of the details!

I know what you want. My panties make you crazy with desire, even jealousy, for being so close to my clean-shaven bit of wet pink. Perhaps, if you are good, I will sit you down and stand in front of you while I slowly tease off my mini-skirt. “Mmmmm,” you hum to yourself, thinking about how much closer you are to my sweetly fragrant black, lacy g-strings, perfectly wrapped around my supple round hips. Wait, I want to take off my push-up bra first and smile at you as I lick my fingers and massage my nipples until they get hard.

I step even closer as I slide my red fingernails down my flat tummy and sneak my pinkies underneath my waistband. I turn and gently slip my g-strings down an inch and then bring them back up, tucked snugly in the sensual fold of my crack. I turn around and face you again, and bring my panties down further, almost revealing what you can’t wait to taste, let alone even see. I show you my hot ass again, this time letting the delicate fabric fall to my knees, dramatically, as I run my fingernails all over my perfect cheeks. I rub my smooth, stocking-encased legs together and let the g-strings fall to my feet. I raise them up with the tip of my shoe, pluck them off with two fingers, and hang them above your head for a few moments before letting them fall softly about your cheeks, mouth and nose. You close your eyes, deeply inhale my scent from the wet spot, and I grin with satisfaction as I admire how well my panties fit on your face. Now, you are mine.

My feminine power has made you sweetly dizzy with desire for the moment when I will let your lips envelop my silky pink folds. Get addicted to the smell of my panties. Then you can prove how well you can please me.

I love to find the sexy younger man who knows that he needs to learn a lot about love and the art of sex. This sort of man comes to me often and he stands out from the pack of his cocky peers who think they know it all after feeling up their second girlfriend on the third day of class as freshmen in college. These young men are at their sexual peak in their early 20’s and they are drawn to my sweet honey like worker bees ready to sacrifice their lives to taste the wonderful secrets of my experience and I am more than willing to show them the way to being the best lover they can be. They soon find out that I am at my sexual peak as well at the perfect age of 32 and with the insatiable sexual energy of 100 of their female peers.

Just lay back on the bed, young man, and let me explore your body and show you how best to explore mine. I will show you all of my favorite spots, from the tips of my beautiful toes, as I dangle them before your eager lips and tongue, to the backs of my knees, so soft and vulnerable. You will wash up on the “island” between my sacred holes, a delicious strip of warm beach waiting to be wetted and from there to my soft flat tummy, so responsive to the flat of your hand. You will taste every inch of my neck, from just above my lovely collarbone to the precious arc of my jawline. My full, red lips were made to part slightly, showing you the slightest taste of my tongue, thus making you want me to eat you alive and once look into my eyes and feel my evil grin draw you into my web of desire, you will be a goner, my sweet young thing, and you will never want to go back.

I am going to teach you how to please me and how a true woman of experience can create the great lover that all men wish they could be. Stay tuned to further posts to learn how I will please you as I teach you and you will understand the difference between “getting yours” and mutual extasy. Call me now to experience the heat of my insatiable ravishing lessons of love.

The art of the tease is something that I hold precious within My heart, beating steadily under My perfect bosom. The slave yearns for the feeling of My power over him and I most powerfully dictate his actions via the denial of that which man so helplessly feels the need for: his orgasm. Don’t misunderstand Me. It’s not that I rigidly and ruthlessly maintain a “no cum” policy (unless that is what truly speaks to the slave’s personality), but more specifically, I use the power of My beauty and intelligence to bring My pet to it’s knees, feeling finally found as he becomes My play-toy to torture and mentally entrap under My perfect thumbnail.

The tease is the essential basis for all feminine power, but it is not simply a matter of exploiting this advantage for it’s own sake. My pets quickly understand when talking to Me that I am also teasing Myself, extending exquisite moments of pleasure and pain, making Myself more hot and turned on with each lingering, unblinking stare down into the slave’s eyes as I stand above him. The need for this treatment to continue and grow makes the slave weaker and weaker with each second of his existence at My beautifully pedicured toes as he pines to simply touch each luscious curve of My powerful legs as they stand guard and form a gateway to My body’s mysteries.

I will wrap you around My finger and you will strive to do what is necessary to stay there and submitting to My sweet torturous control of your orgasm will set you free to be My little helpless victim. My pleasure is your reward and nothing else should matter to you. Call Me, beg to kiss My feet, and wait for your next command, slave.

Stay tuned for more specific details of the tease in Part Three.

My husband is such a lucky man. He has been blessed with a wife who is not only open to bringing another woman into his bed, but who actively pursues threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes. The first time it went down, he and I were having a nice, quiet dinner out when I noticed an old friend eating alone. I will call her Veronica. After asking her over to join us and having a few laughs catching up throughout dinner, I convinced her to come back home with us to have a few drinks. My intuition told me that she had opened up over the years and that we had a certain chemistry that I could taste in the air.

While my husband was out of the room, making more cocktails, I sat down beside her on the couch and took her hand in mine, caressing it softly, and told her that she had gotten more beautiful since she turned 30. She blushed and smiled shyly, but didn’t take her eyes off mine. I leaned in slowly and seductively, parting my lips slightly just inches away from her panting mouth. Gentle kissing leading to both of us moving our hands up each other’s legs and under our dresses happened naturally and softly, yet it didn’t take long for us to become very passionate and I made the move to pull her dress up over her head. She then did the same for me and I wrapped my left leg, encased in sheer black thigh-highs, over hers.

My husband returned with drinks and was stopped in his tracks. Hearing him chuckle with satisfaction, I pointed at him, snapped my fingers, and directed his eyes down toward my black pumps without missing a beat, my tongue still down her throat and my hands now pulling her 36C breasts out of her lacy red bra. He knew what that finger snap meant. He stripped and got on his knees in front of us and watched in awe as Betty and Veronica continued heating each other up.

I pushed her down flat on her back and slipped off her red panties while she unhooked her bra. I then stood and stripped out of my black push-up bra and g-strings, but left my stockings and pumps on. I climbed on top of her, hovering my hips over her sweet, full lips and wet tongue. As I started to fondle her soft natural breasts, she began to gently move her tongue inside me while my husband sat crouched, stroking himself.

That’s just the tip of the iceberg. Want to know more about Betty and Veronica? I bet you would like to know what pleasures my husband ended up having in that first amazing threesome. Call me now to find out!

Check back for more tawdry tales of three or more in my bed.

You want to know what makes me wet? Tee-hee! I could write a book, but I will try to limit it to five basics for this blog entry.

1. A man who is smart and sexy, NOT cocky. This kind of man knows how to relax and be himself and allow me to express my unlimited capacity for sensuality. He knows when to shut up and kiss me. He knows that extensive foreplay creates the best climaxes for both of us and he is not intimidated by my desire to sometimes dominate him.

2. A liberated woman with beautiful eyes and sexy legs. This kind of a woman knows she has it from head to toe and that her gaze can launch a thousand ships. I am more than willing to let a woman like this take control of me and ravage me from head to toe, following some rather extensive body worship. She knows how to wear lingerie, stockings, and high heels in a classy and sexy way and she won’t let socially stagnant homophobia deny her the pleasure of femme on femme 69. Delicious!

3. A man with tight buns and stamina. Premature ejaculators need not apply. I want a man who is gallant and knows that pleasing the woman first will lead to the greatest pleasure for him in the long run. He is in shape and ready to keep up with my capacity to make love all night and he knows that it’s not the size that counts as much as what you do with it. Sure, size matters, but talent will get you in this girl’s wet g-string contest.

4. Any partner, man or woman, who knows how to tease and be teased. This person understands the need for self-control when it comes to sex and they realize that we can work together to build the tension to a boiling point and keep it there for hours. Slow strip-teases, sensual full-body touching, mutual oral pleasure, and improvisational love-making are the surest ways to make my heart skip a beat and keep my panties damp and fragrant.

5. A man who wants to taste me all over and inside out. This man wants to feel me pleasure every inch of his body and every hole that he has with my talented tongue and lips and he is just as eager to treat me the same way. He uses his brain, his mouth, and his hands to explore all of me and he reaps the dividends in the end. What usually follows a liaison of this sort is his declaration, “that is the most fantastic orgasm I have ever had”. Believe me, gentle readers, you want to make me wet because it will lead to rewards that you will never forget.