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Playing Hooky
Story written on May 23, 2025 by Browneyedgirl28.
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Tina’s hips begin to move faster as she feels herself nearing her climax. She gasps and moans as she looks at Bette, who has her eyes closed as she also moans loudly. “Look at me, baby…” Tina whispers.
Bette opens her eyes and locks eyes with Tina.
Tina slows down, seeing Bette is close.
Bette reaches up and grabs Tina’s hair, pulling her into a sloppy kiss. Tina bites Bette’s lip, still riding the strap-on.
Bette’s grip tightens, her breath coming in quick gasps. She breaks the kiss, letting out a loud, guttural moan as she comes hard, bucking her hips wildly. She holds onto Tina tightly, trying not to throw her off as the long, intense orgasm rips through her.
Seeing Bette come undone sends Tina over the edge; she holds onto Bette, throwing her head back as she bounces on the strap a few more times before her body stiffens and shivers, her moans echoing through the house. She collapses on top of Bette, who cradles her against her body…
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About twenty minutes later, Bette stands in front of the bathroom mirror, her reflection framed by a fluffy white robe cinched neatly at the waist. She runs a comb through her damp hair, the strands glistening under the soft bathroom lights. Behind her, the shower hums with a steady stream of water cascading over Tina, who stands under the warm spray.
Tina wipes a hand across the foggy glass door, her face emerging in the cleared patch. Her eyes meet Bette’s in the mirror. “I can’t believe you’re making us this late…” she teases, her tone playful despite the accusation.
Bette laughs, a light, melodic sound that bounces off the tile walls. “Me? This whole thing was your idea, Kennard,” she counters, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
Tina smirks, the corners of her lips curling up as she rinses the soap from her skin, the suds swirling down the drain. “Fine, I’ll take some responsibility…” she concedes with a mock sigh.
“Some? Alright…” Bette replies, her fingers deftly working through a tangle. Her attention shifts to her phone, vibrating insistently against the countertop. She taps the screen to accept the call, switching to speaker. “Hey Shane…”
“Hey…” Shane’s voice comes through, slightly tinny but warm. A pause follows. “Uh, am I disturbing you?”
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Wooohooo!!! Always waiting for an update. Thank youuuu!!!
I was so happy to see the update to this story. I Love your writing. Michelle has some nerve, can’t wait to see where you take these characters, please post soon.
So happy to see an update to this story!! An angry Bette Porter always makes for sizzling storyline. Can’t wait for more!
Been waiting for an update! Thank you so much. Love this story.
More please! I love this family story!
Thanks
I just realized i never commented on this chapter and as bonus i got to read it for the second time.
I love your writing style, i have mentioned before on other stories of yours. Fun, sexy, drama and banter.
Michelle, she should look at the mirror and come to the realization she’s the bitch and not Tina. And really, threatening Bette to take her to court because she’s so jealous and doesn’t want Tina around Mickey? Grow up bitch, you will lose that fight.
I hope you are okay. Really enjoyed the chapter!