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    pick me up

     

    Bette get off me! Of course, I wouldn’t say this to her. But God! She is so much bigger than me! This can’t be safe. Not going to lie, it feels good when she’s on top riding me. Tina smiled painfully.

     

    Oh Tee, my Tee. I’m so glad she’s mine, all mine. She most love it. What’s this smile on her face? Is she having an orgasm? This fast? Maybe we should’ve gotten one of these things a while ago. Last time was with Al. Shut up Bette! Fuck Alice! How dare you come into my sex life! Get the hell out!

     

    “That’s right Tee let it go.” Bette whispered to her out of breath. She continued to thrush her hips into Tina’s while the newly bought strap on glided inside her sex.

                                                                                                                                                  

    Tina couldn’t take the weight any longer. She pushed Bette off of her and breathed heavily. “Jesus Christ!” she shouted, taking a deep breath.  Bette rolled to her side with a proud smile.

     

    Tina turned over to her and whispered, “Bette.”

     

    “Hmm?” Bette smiled at her lovingly. “That felt good huh? I’m glad we bought it.”  She laughed.  Tina didn’t laugh. “No, Bette I didn’t, did you think?” She began to laugh hysterically, rolling around left and right. Bette had obviously thought she had came.

     

    Bette just stared at her confused. She sat up and crossed her arms. Tina turned to her and saw that Bette was serious and not amused. “I’m sorry, it’s just Bette.” She giggled again. “Damn it Tina!” she growled.

     

    Tina coughed, clearing her throat and sat up facing her. “Okay, don’t get mad. It feels good that inside of me and all.” She pointed to the mocha skin strap on that Bette was wearing. It had to be ‘mocha skinned’ or Bette wouldn’t wear it—it had to “match” her– always the fashionable one, her Bette. She scooted over and placed a hand on Bette’s face. “Baby you’re too heavy and I thought I was going to be flattened.”

     

    Bette’s eyes grew big. “ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT CHRISTINA KENNARD?!” She shouted.

     

    Oh god, she’s calling me by my full name. I’m in trouble. Tina closed her eyes. Ping! Did you hear that? That was the sound of my chances of getting an orgasm leaving the room. Forget that! I’m never getting laid after this. Fuck!

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    1. Wow amazing and hot story thank you 😍would hav been funny if in the end Bette said to Tina “so just to clarify, I’m not fat right?” but I like how it ended anyway it was really lovely

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