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Hi everybody! I just happened to stumble upon a review of 
this story on a site called "Tainted Lime Reviews". (Feb 9, 
2002 issue) They were SO RIGHT about my comma habit! I 
was down right embarrassed to see the poor editing job I did! 
I went through the story carefully. I've fixed MANY 
mistakes. I even took this time to do a little re-writing. (See if 
you can find the new material!) Please enjoy reading the 
newly reedited "Fun, Fun, Fun". "Tainted Lime Reviews" 
doesn't seem to have had any updates since May 13, 2002. If 
anyone knows the people who ran it, tell them I said thanks 
for the kind words of advice! 
Honey Moon 
May 9, 2003



Fun, Fun, Fun
By Honey Moon

Betty Sue Bradford had a secret she couldn't let anyone 
discover. Her brother Brad had just gone off to state U. It was 
only across town, but papa said it was good experience for him 
to live in the dorm. Betty couldn't agree more! Especially since 
it left her free to move into his bigger bedroom! While cleaning, 
she had discovered a loose floorboard in the closet. On further 
investigation, she managed to pull it up. There was quiet a large 
gap underneath. Way in the back was something apparently 
missed by Brad in his move. It was a magazine like none she 
had ever seen! She couldn't read the words. It was in Swedish 
or something. That didn't seem to matter. She had flipped 
through it and was shocked to see page after page of naked 
people doing things she never dreamed of! At first she was 
shocked and disgusted. She stuffed the filthy thing back into its 
hiding place. Brad was sure gonna get it during spring break! 

Later that night, she couldn't sleep. Creeping slowly 
across the floor, she made her way back into the closet. Hoping 
not to wake mamma and papa, she gingerly retrieved the nasty 
book from its hiding place. The nervous girl took the precaution 
of locking her door before getting comfortable on her bed. Her 
fingers shook a little bit as she began turning pages. Looking at 
the pictures made her feel funny deep inside. It wasn't a bad 
feeling. She just sort of felt fluttery and breathless. Betty shifted 
her legs and was shocked to realize how wet her panties had 
become. The embarrassed young woman stuffed the book under 
her mattress and turned off the light. It was quite some time 
before sleep finally claimed her.

Betty had to giggle as she slipped out of her poodle skirt 
and her favorite pink sweater. She'd made a lot of progress in 
the last two weeks. It only took a few days of looking at her 
brother's book before she began making some rather 
remarkable discoveries about her own body. Now she knew a 
couple of keen things to do in private! Practice was really 
honing her skills too! Oh shoot! She almost forgot! Ducking 
low, she scooted over and closed her curtains. It wouldn't do to 
have the neighbors see what she was about to do! With a sigh, 
she unclasped her bra.  Her fingers lovingly traced over her 
skin. It felt so good to slid the straps off her shoulders. Betty 
took a deep breath, feeling naughty in her freedom. She wished 
she could go out like this, but everyone knew only tramps didn't 
wear bras! She finally eased out of her panties. They were wet 
already! She needed it bad today! The naked girl took  her 
magazine from its new hiding place behind her collection of 
phonograph records. Placing a towel on her bed, she lay down 
and began to look through the glossy black and white pages. It 
didn't take long for that breathless fluttery feeling to start. 

Betty placed the book on her pillow, and rolled on her 
side. Her left hand was in charge of turning pages, while her 
right hand slowly slid down the warm smooth flesh of her 
tummy. It wasn't long before that questing hand found it's way 
to her damp vagina. The little button of her clitoris was really 
getting hard today! She gave it a little flick with her finger, and 
her whole body shuddered! Betty turned another page. Her 
breathing was growing more ragged. She was getting to the best 
part of the book now! 

Betty slid her fingers along her dampening lips. She used 
her thumb to run little circles around the growing hardness of 
her button. The woman in the book was kneeling before the 
handsome dark haired man. The naked dark haired man! His 
penis was so big! Betty couldn't imagine how something like 
that could fit inside her little opening. Momma had already told 
her about such things, but Betty had never seen a penis before! 
With a trembling hand, the young woman turned another page. 
This was it! The woman was leaning forward! The model was 
licking the bulbous end of the man's penis! From the look on 
the man's face, it must have felt heavenly! Betty's fingers were 
flying now, as she slowly turned one more page. She gasped as 
that wonderful, wicked feeling once more filled her. She stared 
at the picture with wide wondering eyes. This image had at first 
disgusted the curious teen. Now she couldn't keep her eyes off 
of it! Betty's mouth actually began to water as her fingers 
wildly rubbed her throbbing button! The woman in the picture 
had his penis in her mouth! Not just the helmet shaped tip, 
either! The woman had gobbled up most of it! Her cheeks were 
caved in, showing that she was sucking hard too! 

Betty could barely control the shaking of her hand as she 
turned the page one final time. This was her favorite picture! It 
was a wonderful close up. The daring woman had released the 
penis from her mouth. She was holding the thick organ, and 
intently aiming it. A thick syrupy liquid was squirting out of the 
little pee hole. The shining liquid was all over the woman's 
face. Ropes of it were actually in her hair. Her mouth was open 
too! A thick gooey gob was landing right on her extended 
tongue! Betty cried out as her body trembled. Moaning softly, 
she rode out the spasms. It was as if her soul was reaching out 
to some new level of being! All to soon it was over and the 
happy young woman tried to bring her breathing back under 
control. 

"That was a good one!" she whispered as she sat up. She 
didn't know what to call this wonderful feeling she had 
discovered. Surely someone knew what it was called! She 
didn't dare ask around about it though! There was only one 
person she trusted with such an important secret, and Peggy 
never heard of it before! Betty just thought of it as exploding, 
and left it at that. The first time she 'exploded', it had scared her 
silly. Now she liked to explode at least twice a day! 

The sudden ringing of her phone startled her. The 
jangling bell shattered the quiet of her room. She picked up the 
heavy receiver. "Hello, Betty's room."

"Hi Bet, It's me, Peg." The girl on the line sounded happy 
and more then a little breathless. "Guess what?" Before Betty 
could answer, Peg rushed on. "I did it just like you told me to 
do, and it worked!"

"You mean you exploded?"

"Like an Atom-Bomb! I just did it, not ten minutes ago!"

"That's great!" Betty was a little relieved to hear that! If 
other people could do it, that must mean she wasn't some kind 
of freak! "I just did too!"

"Um, Bet, that book of your brother's you showed me, 
could I borrow it some time?" Betty had to smile at the 
wistfulness in her friend's voice. She had worried for nothing it 
would seem, if Peg wanted to see the book again!

"Sure! You best bring it back, Peggy Lee! It's the only 
one I have!"

The two said goodbye after planning on meeting at the 
Ice cream parlor tomorrow at noon. Betty hung up her phone, 
only to pick it right back up. The grinning teen dialed a number 
from memory. She had to suppress a giggle as the dial wound 
it's way back to a stop. If only the guy she was calling knew she 
was sitting naked on her bed! A voice finally spoke to her. 
"Hello, Marty's garage." 

"Hi, is this Bobby? I hear you have a car that's really 
something! Do you think you can beat me in it?"

"Who is this?" the voice demanded.

"My name is Betty, but you probably know me as "The 
Pink Viper". Care to run against me?"

"Oh my god! Are you really The Pink Viper? I've been 
dying to see if all the talk is true! There's no girl on Earth, who 
can beat me!"

"It's really me, and we'll just see about that! Meet me at 
the Burger Shack. Be there at eight o'clock sharp, and you'll see 
what a woman can do!" Betty slammed down the phone with a 
resounding clang. She had to hurry and take a shower before 
momma and papa got home.

Saddle shoes, bobby socks, and her favorite poodle skirt, 
were the outfit of choice that evening. The carefully buttoned 
cheerleading jacket hid a very tight yellow angora sweater from 
parental view. She'd never get to leave if they noticed how 
lovingly the soft fuzzy sweater accented her firm full breasts. 
Betty hurried down the stairs. "Hi momma, papa! Can I please 
borrow the car tonight? I have to go to the library to work on 
my report."

Momma looked a little upset. "Can't it wait until 
tomorrow, honey? It's Friday night. Your father and I thought 
we could have a night out, and go bowling."

"I promised to drive Peg! Please papa?" Betty begged, 
smiling sweetly at her father.

He laughed as he held up his hands in defeat. "You win 
princess! Just be sure to drive safely, and be back by nine."

"Be careful, dear." Her mother added. "Those horrible 
punks have been racing again!"

"Don't worry momma! I'll be careful!" Betty couldn't 
help giggling a little. "They'll never get close enough to me!" 

Betty felt a little thrill as she ran her fingers along the 
glossy black body of papa's brand new 1956 Thunderbird 
Roadster. This particular model was his pride and joy. Betty 
heard him bragging to friends about all the innovations that 
were added since last year. He should know. Papa was one of 
Ford's head engineers. Betty didn't know much about engines or 
transmissions, but she listened carefully as papa described the 
non-standard work he had done to the car. He'd increased the 
horsepower from 225 all the way to 280hp. That didn't seem to 
be enough of an improvement to him. Papa sweet-talked the 
Ford executives into granting a very special favor. They let him 
install his prototype 4-speed transmission, replacing the original 
3-speed Ford-o-matic. Betty didn't care about all that. All she 
cared about was that this car moved! She slipped behind the 
wheel, and started the engine. It instantly purred to life.

 Betty carefully backed out of the driveway. She drove 
sedately, staying well under the speed limit. She made her 
move two blocks away from her house. With a skill that seemed 
to have been born in her, she popped the clutch. The car took 
off like a rocket ship! Her heart pounded in her breast as she 
flew down the street! She felt so alive! She was one with the 
car! The feeling was very nearly as good as exploding! The ride 
seemed so much shorter then usual today. Before she knew it, 
she was at the Burger Shack. She parked, and slipped out of her 
jacket. She smiled into the rear view mirror as she tied the 
signature pink scarf around her neck. Betty felt eyes checking 
her out as she sauntered into the diner. The long legged buxom 
teen was a knockout and knew it! Long hours of cheerleading 
and hula-hoop practice had really paid off. She knew the effect 
the sway of her hips and the jaunty bounce of her ponytail had 
on guys and loved it! 

She spotted Peg, and joined her friend. "I didn't know 
you would be here! Did you come to cheer me on?"


"Bet, you have to stop this!" Peg grabbed her friend's 
hands. "Talk of you racing Bobby is all over town! What if 
something happens? What if you get killed?"

Betty smiled. "Nothing could possibly happen! You 
know I can beat anything on wheels!"

"Is that so, little girl?"

 Betty spun around and eyed the handsome young man 
who approached. His black hair was slicked back and 
glistening. He wore only a white tee shirt, very tight blue jeans, 
and gleaming black engineer boots. Betty's heart did a little flip. 
He was gorgeous! Like James Dean, only cuter! "You must be 
Bobby. I have to tell you, I've never been beat yet!"

Bobby let his eyes rove over her body. "Let's make this a 
little interesting, sweetie. If you win, I'll give you my pink slip."

Betty interrupted. "I never race for pink slips!" What if 
she ever did manage to lose the family car? Papa would kill her! 

"Cool it, baby. If I win, you have to go out with me, 
tomorrow night!"

"It's a deal!" Betty reached out, to shake his hand, and 
almost gasped at the electric feel of his touch.

Peg stared at her friend in shock. "Are you nuts! What if 
you lose? Did you see the way he was looking at you?"

Betty blushed. She sure did! "It's not a problem! There's 
no way I can lose!"

The two competitors lined up in front of the diner. 
"Remember. We have a date. Tomorrow night, baby!" Bobby 
shouted over the roar of his souped-up hot rod. 

"First thing I'm doing when I win is to have those dopey 
flames painted out!" Betty called back. She glared at the bright 
yellow flames painted on the cowling of his engine. "Then I'll 
give that heap to my big brother for his birthday!"

"Drivers, get ready!" Peg yelled over the engines and the 
noise of the growing crowd. She raised a scarf high, and let it 
drop. The racers were off!

Betty felt the blood pounding in her as she took the lead. 
It was a lead she intended to keep! She flew down Main Street, 
keeping just ahead of Bobby. She wasn't giving him a single 
chance to pass. Down shifting, she took the sharp turn at the 
end of the decided course. Betty opened that T-bird up and took 
the final half-mile like a bolt of lighting! That's when it 
happened. With a sudden bang, the steering wheel jerked in her 
hands. "No! Not now!" She blew a tire! The frightened girl 
barely managed to keep from crashing into the parked cars 
lining the street! Bobby flew by her. With a squeal of brakes, he 
spun his car dramatically through the finish line! He then took 
off, laying rubber in the parking lot. Betty hardly had time to 
wonder why, before she noticed the flashing red light in her rear 
view mirror.

"Betty Sue Bradford! I'm shocked! What did you think 
you were doing?" papa yelled when officer Mitchell brought 
her home. "You could have been hurt, or killed!"

"I'm, I'm sorry, papa!" Betty started "It was just this 
once..."

Officer Mitchell cleared his throat. "Excuse me miss, 
why don't you tell him about "The Pink Viper?""

Betty's heart turned to ice. "Um, what do you mean?"

"Sir, your daughter is known all over town as the Pink 
Viper. Punks come from miles around just to try and beat her. I 
lucked out and happened to finally see her with my own eyes 
just last night. Tonight was the first time I managed to be on the 
actual scene of a race. Still, I don't think I would have caught 
her if she didn't have a blowout. I didn't have the heart to take 
her down town. I thought it would be better if you folks took 
care of this."

Momma put a gentle hand on her chin, and made Betty 
look her in the eyes. "Is this true?"

"Yes, momma." Betty answered quietly.

"Princess, I love you, but you have to follow the rules. I 
told you never to speed, and look what you go and do!" He 
looked at her sadly. "Give me your keys!"

"Papa, no!" she cried. Betty valued her car keys more 
then any jewelry.  Papa put out his hand. With tears flowing 
down her cheeks, she handed them over.

"You can have these back in six months!"
 
Betty turned and ran upstairs. She heard papa thanking 
the officer Mitchell for changing the tire and bringing her 
home, before she closed her door. With a sob, she threw herself 
on her bed. No driving for six months? Her life was over! The 
jingle of the telephone woke her an hour later. She had actually 
cried herself to sleep. "Hello." She said quietly, not really 
wanting to talk to anyone. "Who is this?"

"I'm hurt! You forgot me already, baby?" It was Bobby. 
His cheerfulness only made her feel worse. "I'll pick you up 
tomorrow at eight."

Betty clutched the phone tightly to her breast. "Oh my 
gosh, I lost!" she whispered. The humiliation of being escorted 
home by a police car had made this horrible fact slip her mind! 
"But that wasn't my fault! I was winning!"

"I never thought you would be the type to go back on a 
deal!" he said rather stiffly.

"Wait!" Betty thought fast. "I'm in real hot water right 
now. My parents took away my driving privileges. They 
probably won't let me go out tomorrow either!"

"You'll never know until you ask, will you?" he said 
hopefully. "I'll call back in ten minutes. I'm not such a bad guy, 
Betty. I'll show you a great time!"

Betty looked at her phone in disbelief, before finally 
hanging up. She went to the bathroom, and washed her tear 
stained face, hoping the cool water would ease the redness of 
her eyes. She found her parents in the kitchen. "Momma, papa, 
I'm really sorry about all this, and I'll understand if you say I 
can't go out tomorrow."

Papa looked over at momma. She smiled and gave a little 
nod. "Princess, what's done is done. I said you can't drive for 
six months, and I meant it." He smiled at her. "You can go with 
your friends all you want, but if I hear any more of this "Pink 
Viper" nonsense, you won't get your keys back until you're 21! 
Understand?"

"Yes sir, I understand!" Betty hurried back upstairs. 
What was wrong with her? She didn't want to go with this guy! 
Why was her heart beating so fast? The phone rang, and she 
snatched it up.
 
"Well baby? What's the story?"

"Ok, Bobby. I'll go with you just this once!"

"Cool. I'll see you at eight, gorgeous!"

Betty was very nervous the following night. The hands 
on the clock seemed to stand still as she waited for Bobby to 
show. Finally! At the stroke of eight, she heard a horn blare 
from the street. "Bye momma, papa! See you at eleven!"

"Not a minute later, young lady!" papa said with a smile. 
At least that was one thing he didn't have to worry about. Betty 
prided herself on never being late. 

Betty hurried down the walk, and was surprised when 
Bobby ran around, and opened the door for her. "Why thank 
you!" 

"You look even better tonight, baby! Um, could I ask you 
a question?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"I hate to admit it, but I have no idea what your name 
really is!"

Betty started to giggle. Tonight looked like it was going 
to be a fun night after all. "Betty. Betty Sue Bradford."

He shook her hand, and she felt that almost electric tingle 
again. "Bobby Mackie at your service, Betty Sue Bradford!" he 
put the car in gear and headed down the street. "I hope you 
don't mind Betty, but I left my money at home. I have to stop 
back there to get it. Would you like to come up for a soda or 
something?"

"That would be nice. We can't stay too long, I have to be 
home by eleven." Betty looked up, in surprise. They stopped at 
Marty's garage. "You live here?"

"Well, not down here, wait until you see it!"

They went up the stairs over the garage. "This is really 
nice!" Betty exclaimed. She took a long look around the small 
but neat as a pin apartment. "Is this yours?"

"Yep, all mine." He guided her to the beat up sofa. Why 
don't you sit down, and I'll get you a coke?"

Betty tried to slow her heart as she waited for her drink. 
Bobby returned. He sat down next to her. She turned to thank 
him, and instead found herself kissing him! She pushed back. 
"Wait! What are you doing?"

He put his arm around her and pulled her back to him. 
"You're so hot, Betty! I never saw a woman drive like that 
before!" he kissed her again. After a brief struggle, Betty 
relaxed and parted her lips just a little bit. Her heart seemed to 
pound even harder when she felt his tongue move against hers. 
Last month Joey tried to kiss her like that. She had slapped his 
face and made him take her home. This time was different. 
With Bobby, it felt so right! She slid her tongue cautiously into 
his mouth. The taste was clean and sweet. When they finally 
parted Betty felt confused. "What did you do that for?" she 
demanded breathlessly. "I don't do stuff like that!"

Bobby smiled at her. "Would you like to try it again?"

Betty stared at him. After a slight pause, she nodded her 
head. "Just for a little while!" she cautioned softly, before 
closing her eyes and once more parting her lips. It was 
heavenly! Heavenly until she felt a warm hand slip up under her 
tight sweater! "Stop it!" She yelled, as fingers began fumbling 
with her bra. "Knock it off!" she weakly tried to push him 
away, but that fluttery feeling was starting deep inside. Part of 
her wanted him to continue!

"Come on, Betty! I'm not hurting you! Just calm down." 
He kissed her again as he found what he sought. With a little 
satisfied grunt he unhooked her bra! He kissed her again and 
time seemed to stand still. His busy fingers were stroking her 
breasts under the loosened bra. She only struggled a little when 
he started to tug her sweater up. Her whole body trembled when 
he finally pulled it over her head. 

"This isn't right!" she said weakly, as he slid the straps of 
her bra over her shoulders. She froze when he tossed the 
garment to the floor. Betty felt herself blush. No guy had ever 
seen her naked breasts before! She pushed at him harder, but 
Bobby was strong and easily held his own. When he bent and 
took a firm nipple in his mouth, Betty thought she would melt! 

"Oh Bobby!" she moaned, as his kisses seemed to burn 
into the smooth flesh of her breasts. "We shouldn't be doing 
this!" The frightened girl slapped at his hand when it worked 
it's way up under her skirt. That didn't seem to have any effect! 
Bobby wormed his fingers up along her thigh, right under her 
panties. He was touching the damp warm flesh of her vagina! In 
the end Betty's own body betrayed her. Her hips moved with a 
will of their own! Betty lifted her hiney from the worn sofa 
cushion. What was she thinking? She was letting Bobby pull 
her panties down! He pushed her to the cushions of the sofa, 
and moved over her. He started to fumble with his jeans, and 
Betty came to her senses. "No!" she screamed. "I can't do that!"

"Betty, please!" he begged in a husky voice. His penis 
sprang free, and Betty gasped. It was bigger then the one in her 
picture book! "Look what you've done to me!"

"You can't stick it in me!" Betty looked in his eyes, and 
saw how hurt he was. "Wait! I, I know how to do something 
else! Please! Just let me do that instead!"

Bobby was clearly puzzled as she slipped onto the floor. 
His eyes nearly bored into her as she knelt before him. "Oh my 
god!" he gasped, when she licked the head of his penis. "You, 
you know how to do that?" 

Betty looked up at him, and giggled nervously "I haven't 
ever tried it yet, but I saw some pictures once. How hard could 
it be?" she giggled again when she grasped his penis. 
Apparently it could be very hard! She took the swollen red 
knob into her mouth and sucked gently. Bobby leaned back and 
moaned quietly. An encouraged Betty let more of the shaft slip 
into her mouth. She felt so nasty and wicked. There she was 
wearing nothing but her skirt and saddle shoes, pretending she 
was that Swedish women in her magazine! Hopefully Bobby 
wouldn't notice that she had one hand up her skirt. Betty was 
awfully close to exploding right now! The fevered girl was 
eagerly massaging herself while pleasuring her date.

"Betty stop!" he groaned. "I, I can't hold back!" 

Betty felt the shaft in her mouth jerk and throb. Pulses of 
thick warm salty fluid filled her mouth. She pulled back, 
swallowing by reflex. Just like in the pictures, her face and hair 
were soon bathed in Bobby's seed! She had to swallow again to 
clear her throat before speaking. "Oh wow! I'm a mess!" she 
said while gingerly touching the wetness in her hair.

Bobby looked at her with fire in his eyes. "That was wild, 
Betty!" he looked down at himself in amazement. "I'm harder 
then ever now!" in an instant, he was on the floor with her, 
pushing her to her back!

"Don't! I can't!" she protested. "I'm not that kind of girl!" 
she realized how dumb that sounded with his fluids all over her 
face! That didn't matter though! She was saving herself for her 
wedding night!

"Betty, let me just stick it in for a second! I, I never did 
that before!" he admitted in desperation.

Betty struggled as he moved over her, but it was mostly 
for show. She felt her resistance weakening. What would it 
hurt? Nobody would have to know. All she knew was that it felt 
like she would explode any second! She wanted Bobby to be 
the one to MAKE her explode! "Just for a second!" she finally 
gasped, as his penis touched her swelling lips. She gently 
grasped his hard organ. It marked the complete break of her 
resistance as she carefully placed the swollen head against her 
tight little opening. "Uh, uh, you can break me, but don't you 
dare squirt in me!" she breathed, even as the slick flesh of his 
member started to sink deeper into her tightness. Betty felt a 
little stab of pain, but it was over so fast! Momma told her that 
the first time would hurt, but that was nothing! Maybe it was 
because he was so slippery already. Her saliva and his seed 
made his penis so nice and shiny. His seed?  HIS SEED! "Oh 
no! Bobby, take it out!" she wailed, as his semen-coated penis 
was pushed deeper into her.

"I can't!" he grunted, as he began to thrust into her. "Oh 
Betty, it feels so good! I can't stop now!"

Betty squirmed beneath him. She just had to get away! 
Oh gosh, but it felt so good! "Please no." she whimpered. "Pull 
it out! You're pushing sperm into me!" He thrust even faster, 
and Betty saw the lust burning in his eyes. "Bobby! Don't squirt 
in me!" Momma taught her all about how a man and a woman 
made a baby. Betty did some frantic counting in her mind. 
"Bobby stop! This is my bad time!" Betty couldn't help herself. 
She was thrusting her hips up at him, even as she begged him to 
stop. Her body was matching her lover movement for 
movement. Her mind was unable to stop it! Her fear finally 
slipped away, and she lost herself to the wondrous feelings. 
When she finally exploded it made all her times alone seem like 
wet firecrackers by comparison! Bobby thrust one more time. 
He planted his shaft as far into her as he could as his body 
stiffened against her. Betty felt his shaft jerk again! She knew 
he was pumping his sperm deep into her womb. For that 
glorious moment she didn't care! That all changed when it was 
finally all over. When Bobby rolled off of her, Betty looked 
down and started to cry. "What have I done?" His shiny white 
fluid was leaking out of her! She could even see a slight hint of 
pink from her virgin blood! "Bobby, what will we do? I can't 
get pregnant!"

Bobby went from looking smug and happy, to sick and 
worried, in an instant. "Oh Betty, I'm so sorry! Maybe, yeah, it 
was your first time; you can't get pregnant the first time, can 
you? Isn't that what they say?"

"They? They? I don't care what they say! I'm the one 
who's gonna have a baby!" In an effort she knew was hopeless, 
Betty pushed him aside and got to her feet. The frantic girl 
started to jump up and down. "Oh god! I have to get as much 
out as I can!" To his credit, Bobby managed to keep his hands 
off her. Watching her bouncing breasts was getting him hard all 
over again! It was the hottest thing he ever saw when Betty 
started desperately trying to scoop his seed out with her fingers! 

The shaken girl finally calmed herself. She ran to the 
bathroom and cleaned the mess from her face and hair. Betty 
felt much better when she put her clothes back on. "Well 
Bobby," she said trying to be brave. "I won't lie, I'm just a little 
scared right now." That was probably the understatement of the 
century! Betty surprised him with a kiss. "It was wonderful 
though! Um, I even kinda liked the taste!"

Bobby grinned at her. "Can I see you again, Betty?"

She smiled shyly and nodded. "Yes, that would be great, 
but don't expect to do this every time now!" Betty giggled at his 
crestfallen look. "I could always do that thing with my mouth 
again. That's safe enough. I liked doing it too!"

The next couple of weeks were wonderful for Betty. She 
and Bobby saw each other whenever they could. Betty loved 
doing that 'thing with her mouth' and was getting quite good at 
it. She no longer tended to scrape him with her teeth. In the 
back seat of his hotrod, she made another discovery. Things 
were much simpler if she swallowed all of what he squirted. 
Eating up all his gooey seed meant she didn't have to worry 
about any tell tale stains on her clothes! Bobby liked it a lot 
better that way too! One night Bobby surprised her. They were 
parked out at Spooners point fooling around, when Bobby 
pulled something out of his leather jacket.

"Betty, I got these." He held up a package of condoms. 
"Could I, I mean, can we do it again?"

"We don't have time Bobby!" Betty cautioned, as she 
struggled back into her sweater. "Your place is too far away. I 
have to be home by eleven!"

Bobby pulled her back against his body. "We could do it 
right here. Please Betty? I can't stop thinking about doing it 
with you!"

His hands had moved under her skirt, tugging her panties 
free. "Bobby, not here!" she struggled in his arms. It was a 
struggle she didn't really want to win. "What if someone sees 
us?"
"Betty look!" he pointed to two other cars parked nearby, 
both were rocking rather energetically on their springs. "I don't 
think those guys care what we are doing!"

"But there isn't enough room! I'll do it tomorrow, I 
promise!" Betty tried to grab her panties, but he was too strong. 
Bobby struggled under her. He held her with one arm, while 
pulling his opened jeans completely down with the other. "Hey! 
What are you doing?"

"Betty Sue," he panted, "What rule says we have to be 
laying down? You can sit on my lap and I'll stick my thing in. 
Then all you have to do is move up and down! Please?"

Betty finally gave in. "Hurry up, I can't be late!" she 
watched eagerly as he rolled on the condom. The glow of the 
dashboard lights let her see everything. That was how she liked 
it. Betty loved seeing Bobby's penis! She couldn't help 
giggling. "He's all dressed up! It's a good thing he has 
somewhere to go!"

 Betty lifted up on her knees, and settled over his 
hardness. It looked kind of funny. If someone just glanced in at 
them, her skirt hid everything from view! She kissed him as he 
slipped into her body. Betty decided she really liked this way. It 
was cramped though. She still worried someone would spot 
them too. This position had a huge benefit though. She could 
control the pace! 

"Oh Bobby! She moaned, as she tossed her head from 
side to side Her ponytail flew wildly as she worked her body on 
his shaft. "It's so good! I'm, I'm gonna explode soon!" Betty 
whimpered when his strong hands grabbed her hips. Bobby 
slammed her down one final time. His penis completely 
impaled her! She trembled out of control as Bobby went rigid 
beneath her. His penis quivered and danced as it filled the 
condom. Just knowing that the thin rubber balloon was the only 
thing protecting her from total disaster pushed Betty completely 
over the edge. The young woman had a hugely satisfying 
explosion!

Betty had the presence of mind to hold the slippery 
rubber on his penis as she moved off of him. She didn't want 
any more of his sperm leaking into her. She still couldn't stop 
worrying about their first time! Bobby looked shocked at first 
by what she did next. Betty took the used condom from him, 
and emptied it onto her tongue! She knew it was sick but she 
had grown used to the taste! No, that was a fib. Betty truly 
loved to eat that shimmering white fluid! She loved having 
Bobby see her do it, too! 
 
They did have a minor crisis that night. "Bobby, where 
did they go?" the frantic girl asked. She was almost late! There 
was no time! She couldn't go home like this! "Where are my 
panties?"

"Calm down. I can give them to you tomorrow, Betty."

No!" she screamed. "What if momma can tell? She'll 
know I'm not wearing them, and guess what I was doing!"

 It took nearly twenty minutes to find her panties. 
Somehow they had become wedged deep between the seat 
cushions! 

Things were going great between Betty and Bobby. She 
was actually becoming glad she lost that race. Not everything 
was as good as it could be though. As the days passed, the 
young woman's fears grew stronger. Finally, it happened. She 
passed a certain day on her calendar, and nothing happened! 
She waited a few more days. Still nothing! Betty sat on her bed 
and stared at the pages of the calendar. "I'm never late." She 
whispered to herself. "Oh no! It must be true!" she picked up 
her pillow and hugged it tight. Some impulse made her stuff it 
under her blouse. "That's what I'll look like." She whimpered. 
The pretty young woman stood before her mirror and began 
sobbing her eyes out. 

"Dear god, not that!" Momma exclaimed, as she walked 
into the room.

 Betty squealed and yanked the pillow out. She backed 
away in fear, sitting down hard on her bed. "Oh momma, please 
don't hate me! I made a terrible mistake!"

"Hush now, honey. I could never hate you!" momma sat 
on the bed with her daughter. 

"Momma, I'm pregnant!" the trouble girl buried her face 
in her hands. "Don't send me away!"
Momma grabbed her hands, and squeezed them tight. 
"Listen to me! I don't hate you, Betty. I may be a little upset 
right now, but I love you with all my heart. What ever happens 
I'll always love you."

"What will papa do?" Betty's eyes grew large. "He'll kill 
Bobby!"

"You let me worry about your father!" momma said 
sharply. "Nobody's killing anybody! How late was your period, 
honey?"

"Four days!"

 That's all? Sometimes a young woman's cycle can 
change. You may not be pregnant. You just let me worry about 
this, ok? If nothing happens by Saturday, I'll take you to the 
doctor for a checkup. Don't say anything to your father about 
this until we're sure."

Betty hugged her mother tight. She felt like a great 
weight was lifted from her shoulders. "I love you so much, 
momma!"

Later that night, Betty decided to tell Bobby all about it. 
She made sure he was in a good mood first. Betty started 
licking and sucking his penis like her life depended on it! She 
even tried something new. With a little gagging and choking, 
she managed to get most of his shaft lodged deep in her throat! 
Bobby sure seemed to like that! She hastily pulled back as the 
erect organ throbbed. Not that she minded his stuff going right 
down her throat, mind you. She just wanted to be sure to taste 
every gooey drop! Betty happily sucked as he filled her mouth 
with his sperm. "Bobby, we have to talk." She said, as soon as 
she swallowed his seed.

"Ok," he said shyly. "First I wanted to try something." 
Betty was scared at first, as he lifted her back to the seat from 
her spot on the floor. To her utter delight, Bobby took her 
place! He spread her legs, pushed his head up under her skirt, 
and kissed her vagina! He was a little unsure at first, but what a 
heavenly feeling!

"Oh! Oh my! I like this!" she cried, as his tongue gently 
probed. Her hands went to his fabric-covered head. "Bobby!  
This is good! This is more then good!" His tongue found her 
button, and Betty nearly died! Yes! Right there!" she 
whimpered. "More! Move your tongue faster. Please?" Her 
urgings gave him the guide he needed. Bobby's lovely tongue 
soon had her exploding like crazy! More then once, too! One 
two three! The explosions hit her one after the other! It was 
glorious!

"How was that, Betty?" he asked as his shiny damp face 
smiled up at her.

"Oh Bobby, that was wonderful, but we need to talk 
now!" Betty tried to break the news gently. "I feel a little like a 
busted typewriter just now." Bobby looked at her puzzled. "I 
skipped a period!" Bobby started to laugh, until he realized just 
what she meant.

"Are you sure?" he asked woodenly.
 
"Of course I'm sure. I've been worried sick for days now. 
I keep counting the days. It always comes out the same. I'm 
late!"

Bobby got up, and pulled up his jeans. He slicked back 
his hair, and put on his leather jacket. "Um, Betty, I have 
something I need to do. I better take you home now."

"Bobby?" she whispered on the quiet drive home. "Will I 
see you again?"

"Yeah, sure baby." He muttered, as he pulled up to the 
drive.

Betty had an awful sinking feeling in her heart as he 
drove away. "Goodbye, Bobby." She said quietly, as the tears 
started to flow. 

Thank goodness papa was still out bowling. Betty ran 
into the house, and grabbed her startled mother. "Momma! 
Bobby left me! How could he do that?" 

Momma kissed her. "I'm so sorry honey." If he left, he's 
just no good!"
 
"Momma, I ruined my life!" the young woman sobbed as 
she held on to her mother.

"You hush now!" Momma led Betty to her bedroom. 
"You get some sleep. I promise you, things will look much 
better in the morning!"

Betty cried herself to sleep that night, just like every 
night for the last few days. In the morning, things did look 
much better. She grinned sheepishly at her mother as she 
bundled her sheets into the washing machine. "I guess I was 
worried all for nothing. I was never late before though!"

"Oh honey, I'm so happy for you!" Momma grabbed her, 
and spun her around the laundry room. "Didn't I tell you things 
would work out?"

Yes, things worked out, but Betty wasn't as happy as she 
should have been. Bobby didn't call her all week! Working up 
her courage, she called him at work. "Hello, can I please speak 
to Bobby Mackie?"

The gruff voice at the other end sounded cross. "Why 
would you want to speak to that bum?"

"What?"

"That creep quit on me! No notice or nothin'! He moved 
out of the apartment I rented him too! I haven't heard from him 
since! I'd stay away from him if I were you, Missy! He's bad 
news!"

Betty thanked him and hung up the phone. So it was true. 
Bobby skipped town! She thought he loved her. How could he 
be so cowardly? She hardly talked to anyone the rest of the 
week. 

That Friday night she was helping momma cook dinner. 
She didn't feel like eating any, but momma insisted. 
"Sweetheart, I know you feel bad. I wish I had some magic 
words to make you smile again. Maybe this is for the best. At 
least you saw Bobby's true colors before it was too late."

"I know, momma." Betty sighed. "I really thought he was 
the one." She did manage just a little smile. "I'll be okay. I 
promise."

The doorbell rang as mother and daughter finished 
cooking. Papa answered. "Can I help you son?"

Betty almost dropped the mashed potatoes when she 
heard a familiar voice! "Sir, my name is Robert Mackie. You 
don't know me, but I've been seeing your daughter." Betty could 
hear the fear in his voice. "I just had to come to you sir, and 
admit that I'm the one who got her in trouble!"

"Bobby, no!" Betty gasped. The young woman froze, but 
her mother moved fast. 

Momma ran to the living room in an all out attempt to 
save the situation! "Young man," she started, before papa could 
speak. "That's all water under the bridge." Betty moved as if in 
a nightmare. She joined them all in the living room. Her eyes 
grew wide at the sight before her. Bobby stood in the doorway, 
facing papa. She hardly recognized him now! His hair was cut 
in a respectable crew cut. Without all the grease slicking it 
back, Betty could see it was a lovely sandy blonde. Gone where 
the leather boots, tee shirt and jeans. Bobby wore loafers, a 
crisp white sport shirt, and tweed slacks. It dawned on Betty 
that she was finally seeing the real Bobby.  She liked this one 
even better! Momma continued trying to salvage the situation. 
"Betty has learned her lesson, and no harm was done. Right 
dear?" Betty could only nod her head, a silly hopeful smile on 
her lips.

"But Ma'am I'm the one who..."

"We know all about it!" luckily papa was facing Bobby. 
He didn't see momma move her fingers across her mouth in the 
universal sign for "Zip it!" "Betty told me you were the one 
who got her to go too fast, and too far. Like I said, NO HARM 
WAS DONE!"

Bobby looked like he was going to pass out when he 
finally got the message. Papa put a hand on his shoulder, and 
the young man almost jumped out of his loafers! "Son, I like a 
man who faces his responsibilities. Betty knew I told her not to 
speed. You can't take the blame for that." Papa smiled at him, 
and led him into the house. "Did she ask you to try and get me 
to give back her car keys?"

"No sir! I came on my own. I just thought I should meet 
with you."

"Robert, why don't you stay for dinner? Mr. Bradford is 
bowling afterwards, perhaps you can stay and play scrabble 
with Betty and me."

Bobby smiled. He looked so relieved. "I'd like that, 
Ma'am!"

Betty was so happy! Suddenly she was very hungry too! 
Food hadn't tasted this good in days! Bobby kept smiling shyly 
at her all through dinner. She couldn't get over how cute he 
looked in a crew cut! Papa stood up, and started for the door. 
"Look at the time! I can't be late tonight!" Betty grinned when 
Papa hurried back to kiss momma. He never went anywhere 
without a goodbye kiss! "You kids be good now!" he called, 
causing Bobby to sit bolt upright in his chair.

Bobby helped momma clear the table. When they were 
finished, the three of them sat in the living room. "Now, Robert, 
we have to have a little talk. Why did you come here after 
running out on my daughter? Was it just because you thought 
she'd let you have your way with her again?"

"Ma'am, I didn't run out! I love Betty!" he paused, a 
stunned look on his face. His eyes lit up in pure delight. "I love 
Betty! I want to marry her!" Betty wanted to jump for joy. It 
felt like her heart would burst, she was so happy! Bobby 
seemed to grow just a little taller as he continued. "My parents 
have been after me since graduation to make something of 
myself. I moved out just to show them I could make it on my 
own." He looked at Betty, and blushed. "A grease monkey isn't 
good enough to marry your daughter. I quit my job, sold my 
hotrod, and told father he was right. He's going to lend me the 
money to go to college. Mother said I should move back with 
them, to save money." He moved closer to Betty, and took her 
hand. "I'm going to State U in the fall. We'll be able to see each 
other every day!"

Mrs. Bradford cleared her throat. The two youngsters 
gazed deeply into each other's eyes. They seemed to have 
forgotten she was there. "That's wonderful Robert, but now we 
have some rules to go over."

"Rules, momma?" Betty asked confused. "Oh, you mean 
about THAT! I swear we'll never do that again, until we're 
married!" Bobby didn't look happy about the idea, but he was 
quick to nod his head in agreement.

"Now honey, don't make promises you can't keep. Did 
you like what you two where doing?"

Betty blushed. "Um, yes momma. It's wonderful!" 

"I don't think I have to ask Robert." The young man was 
blushing himself now. He looked rather uncomfortable trying to 
hide how tight his slacks were becoming. "Rule number one. 
Bobby, do you know what a condom is?" Bobby turned even 
redder, as he nodded his head. "Good! From now on you must 
always use one. I mean always. Without fail! Do you 
understand?"

"Yes." Bobby's voice kind of came out like a squeak. 
"Yes Ma'am!" he stuttered. "I, uh, I bought some. I won't forget 
to use them!"

Betty was trying unsuccessfully not to giggle. Bobby 
looked so flustered! "Rule number two is for you, Betty Sue. So 
you can stop snickering at Robert!" Momma said while glaring 
at her daughter. Her fierce expression softened to a loving 
smile. "Do you know what a diaphragm is, dear?"

"Uh, no Momma, I don't."

"Do you, Robert?"

"Sorry Ma'am, I don't either."

"I'll be right back!" Momma hurried up stairs, leaving the 
two lovers looking at each other in utter confusion. Nether of 
them could believe they were having this conversation! 
Momma returned shortly, and showed them a small thin rubber 
bowl shaped device. "This is a diaphragm." She flexed the soft 
supple material." It's the reason you don't have a little brother 
or sister. You wear it up inside you. It covers your cervix so 
semen can't enter your womb. You use it with a special cream 
that kills sperm. This way you don't become fertilized. 
Tomorrow, I'm making an appointment for you with my doctor. 
I want you fitted for one right away!" Momma looked at her 
sharply. "You will never have intercourse without it! 
Understand me?"

"Yes momma." Betty whispered, blushing.
"Good. This brings us to rule number three. Robert, it's 
bad enough Betty has a reputation as a speed demon. I don't 
want her saddled with something worse."

"Mrs. Bradford!" Bobby jumped to his feet. "I swear! I 
never told anyone! Honest!"

"I know, Robert." she smiled kindly at him. "Let me 
finish. I was going to say I don't want you doing anything in a 
car. Think about all the talk around town if someone saw you. 
Betty's father goes bowling Mondays, Wednesdays, and 
Fridays. Rule number three is that you two can only make love 
on those days. When you do anything, it must be in this house. 
That way I'll also know you will be following rules one and 
two. Do you two think you can follow these rules?"

The two young lovers nodded, holding hands. Betty 
looked concerned. "Momma, if, I mean, what if someone were 
to put a penis, um, in her mouth. Does it have to be with a 
condom on?" Betty leaned close to her mother and placed her 
lips against the older woman's ear. She dropped her voice to a 
faint whisper. "It's kinda sick, but I really like doing that."

"Oh honey, that's not sick! The condom is just to keep 
sperm out of your womb." Momma winked. "You don't need it 
with any other opening into your body." 

Betty was stunned. "A-Any other?" She looked at Bobby. 
It didn't look like he understood what momma meant. Could 
she actually let him try doing it 'down there'? She'd have to 
give that some serious thought!

 Momma smiled at the two eager young lovers. "I'll tell 
you what. Just this once you two may skip rule number two. I 
mean just for tonight, Betty Sue Bradford! You just had your 
period the other day, so you should be safe tonight. Robert, 
don't forget rule number one though. I mean always! Surprises 
have been known to happen!" Momma took out her needlepoint 
and started to work. "Now you two go upstairs and have a nice 
time."
  
Betty jumped up, and dragged a grinning Bobby to the 
stairs. The two ran to Betty's bedroom. "Oh Bobby, I thought 
you left me!" she sighed as she hugged him tight. Her eyes 
sparkled when she felt his hardness pressing against her.

"I'll never leave you, ever again!" his hands wandered 
over her body. This time there were no protests when he began 
to unbutton her blouse. "Oh god, I can't believe how beautiful 
you are!" he gasped, as she helped him remove her clothing. In 
moments she was standing nude before him. She was blushing, 
but looked happy, as his eyes seemed to drink in the sight.

"It's my turn now." She said sweetly as she gracefully 
sank to her knees. Bobby groaned as she fumbled with his belt. 
"I know it must seem nasty, but I've wanted to do this again for 
days and days!" she whispered, as his slacks dropped to the 
floor. His penis sprang free! With no hesitation, Betty accepted 
him into her mouth. Bobby ran gentle fingers through her hair. 
He untied the pink bow holding her ponytail. Her lovely long 
hair cascaded over her shoulders.

"I love you, Betty Sue!" he gasped, as she took him 
deeper still into her mouth. Her eyes glowed with love as she 
looked up at him.  Betty sucked harder. Her tongue wiggled and 
swirled over his hardness.  That was it! He grunted as he filled 
her mouth with his warm gift of love.

"He's still all hard!" Betty giggled, as Bobby helped her 
to her feet. "Please tell me you brought some condoms with 
you!" Betty was past being coy. She needed him inside her, 
right now!

He pulled a packet out of his pocket, and grinned. "I still 
have one left!"

Betty unbuttoned his shirt and helped him out of it. She 
ran her fingers over his strong chest. Her body quivered with 
need. Betty took his hand, and led him to the bed. "Sit down. 
Let me do this!" with trembling fingers, she rolled the condom 
unto his hardness. Pushing her Teddy Bear collection to the 
side, she lay invitingly next to him. "Oh Bobby, this is so much 
nicer!" she whispered as he moved over her. 

He entered her and she held him tightly. With no cloud of 
fear over her, Betty was immediately lost to the wonderful 
feelings Bobby was giving her. This wasn't just having sex. 
Here on the bed she dreamed little girl dreams, Betty really 
made love for the first time. It was so right. It was so good! Her 
body moved with his, as they both worked to please the other. 
When she finally exploded, she could feel him going with her. 
For that beautiful moment time stood still. The young lovers 
cried out as they reached that wonderful special place they now 
shared. Betty could almost see the future. She couldn't wait for 
their wedding night! Then it would be just his flesh in hers, 
with nature left to do what it would with them. Betty was glad 
to see Bobby was still hard when rolled the nasty used condom 
off. She took the soggy balloon, and eagerly sucked down the 
contents. "You still want more, don't you Bobby?"

He grinned sheepishly. "I should have brought more 
condoms. I guess I'll have to wank myself when I get home 
tonight."

"We'll have to see about that!" Betty slipped off her bed, 
and hurried into her bathroom. She brought a little present back 
for her confused lover. "This should make it much easier."

"Baby oil? What's this for, Betty?"

She climbed onto the bed, and rolled over onto her 
tummy. "Momma said you don't need a condom in any other 
opening. She reached back, and ran a hand over her bottom. 
This is what she was talking about. I'm sure of it! Please 
Bobby? Try it down there? I want to have you in me again. I 
can't wait for the next time you have a stupid rubber!"

"Oh God! Betty! I, I want that! I've heard of people 
doing it, but never dared mention it to you!" His hands shook as 
he carefully oiled up his throbbing penis. 'Are you sure?' he 
asked as he moved over her body.

Betty answered by using her hands to gently spread the 
firm rounds of her bottom. "I love you Bobby! Just be gentle 
and everything will be fine!"

The young man grabbed his slippery shaft. He moaned 
when the head pressed against her cute little hole. "I love you 
too, Betty!" He pressed forward. It took a little work, but the 
swollen head finally popped inside.

Betty made a rather unladylike grunt. "Oh! Oh gosh! 
Bobby, it's big! Slow! Please go slow!" She was so full! She 
felt every inch of his shaft as it pushed deeper into her. The 
young woman gripped her sheets tightly. "Start moving." She 
gasped. 'Oh Bobby! Start moving it!"

Bobby didn't need to be asked twice! The tightness and 
heat were nearly too much! Betty's body seemed to draw him 
in. He was doing it! He was actually pushing his penis into 
Betty's lovely hiney! "It's so tight!" he gasped. 'Oh Betty! 
Thank you!" 

Betty whimpered beneath her lover. She wasn't sure she 
liked this new sensation, but there was no doubt in her mind 
that Bobby did! The thrusting of his hips grew more urgent. 
Betty knew what that meant! "Yes! Do it inside me! Momma 
said it's safe! Squirt your stuff deep in me!" She felt his penis 
throb. Bobby fell against her, as he pumped his seed deep into 
her hiney-hole. Yes, she did like the new feelings. It didn't 
actually make her explode, but Bobby's tongue sure did a 
wonderful job afterwards!

Later, papa came upstairs to kiss her goodnight. 
"Princess, I know I shouldn't say this, but I'm glad you stopped 
seeing that long haired greaser punk! That hot rod of his just 
isn't safe! I never liked the way he would wait outside for you, 
either! This Robert is a good kid. You stick with him, he's 
going to go far!" 

Betty started to say they were the same guy, but stopped 
short. "Don't worry, papa! I think we'll be seeing a lot of each 
other from now on!"

He grinned at her. "Good girl! I saw him riding his 
bicycle home when I pulled up." Papa fumbled in his pocket. 
"Am I going to hear any more nonsense about "Pink Vipers"?"

"No Sir, papa! I really learned my lesson!"

"I'm trusting you now, Princess." He handed a shining set 
of car keys to his daughter.

"Papa, thank you!" she cried, hugging his neck. "Don't 
worry! I'll never race again!" It was true too. She and Bobby 
had a lot of things to do now. Things much more exciting then 
just racing cars!


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