One thing I know about Bětka certainly: I always liked to fuck! Whenever I met her, I knew she would sleep with me. She got the nickname Jumping Bitt, because she jumped from a guy to a guy. She slept with anyone who was able to. The thug didn’t care whose penis she had in her pussy; she wasn’t interested in it until it was a penis. I first met her in a club with exotic dancers. I was sitting near the stage, excited by those sexy babes. The penis slowly paced in my trousers as I watched them squirm at the pole, or lay on the ground with their legs spread out so that they were perfectly visible in the crotch that was covered with a thin piece of cloth and moved as if someone was invisible.
Then I notice Bětka sitting next to me and watching the show. Later I learned from a woman I slept with that Bětka is a bisexual because she said she slept with her once. I immediately realized that Bětka had to be pretty hot from watching those dancers because she was watching them with almost “male” interest. The slam was not graceful, and I think it was good for me that she wasn’t pretty and sexy, because if she were, everyone would try to get her under her skirt. I didn’t care what she looked like, especially when she gave me. Of course, when I first met her, I didn’t know she was fucking to meet, but it didn’t take me a long time to find out, because while I was sitting next to her watching the dancer, I felt her hand on my thigh. In return, I also began stroking her thigh.
She wore jeans at that time, but as she did not try to push me away, I moved my hand up to her lap. I could feel her hot pussy over her jeans, and I was surprised to see her wetness. So I unpacked it: “Do you want to give it to me?” She smiled and nodded in agreement, and she was out. She didn’t say a word and immediately crawled into the car and then told me she had a room at the motel just outside the club. I remember that it was cold at the time and there was a strong north wind. We drove to the motel parking lot and got out of the car. I gripped Baťa’s arms and ran up the stairs to her room. I knocked with the cold while she unlocked, but we were already inside. The room was not classy but suited for fucking. She immediately sat on the bed and started unbuttoning her blouse. She said she unfortunately had no goats like the club dancers, but I assured her that I didn’t mind. I quickly stripped off my coat, then tie and started unbuttoning my shirt. She took off her bra and her breasts really didn’t look as good as those dancers’ breasts, but what … I didn’t want anything more than to put him there. Bětka did not recognize the prelude ceremony.
She undressed her panties and climbed naked on the bed, lay on her back, spread her legs and waited for her to get her there, which I did. I quickly climbed to her bed, knelt between her stretched thighs, and slipped my stiff naturalness into her lap. I felt her damp, warm cunt lean into me and then hit it. I felt my penis making my way into her moistened vagina and surprised me how solid it was. I thrust again and dipped my instrument deep into her damp, cozy tunnel. As soon as I felt that I had slipped in, Bětka seemed to go mad. She began to shake her ass, and the impact of the impact rushed into me. It’s hard to say who fucked who. All the time I pushed in and out of her pussy, she thrust and twisted her ass and screamed “Fuck me, fuck, fuck”. She was good except for one thing: She couldn’t match her movement with my accidents. But still she was fascinated by her smooth, slimy vagina, clutching around my penis. I knew I couldn’t stand that much longer with this speed, so I started furiously slipping my cock in and out, under strong lust bumps. I thrust into her, our bodies colliding, and my balls bouncing off her writhing ass.
Then it happened. Suddenly, almost without warning, I felt my balls drop out and then I felt a series of familiar beats in my penis and I knew I’d fill her pussy with semen. I accelerated. I felt my penis begin to slacken in her, but hot sperm was splashing out of it. She hadn’t stopped shouting pleasure all the time “fuck me, aaa …!” I fell heavily on her, all sweaty, my heart beating like a race. I lay on it for a minute and then rolled away and let my sagging penis slip out of the hole full of semen. I got up slowly and dressed. I still saw Bětka nude sitting on the edge of the bed and it was the first of many days I fucked Bětka.
