It’s been my experience that Catholic girls tend to be really hot in bed, if you can get them in bed. They tend to approach sex with a vibrancy and vitality that explodes. But they can be very difficult to get into bed.
Betty Ann was a good example of this. She would flirt hard, but she was seriously opposed to premarital sex. She was going to be a nun. For now, though, she worked for the phone company.
Betty Ann took a shine to me the first time we met. We had met through a mutual friend, and we talked well into the night. She was cute, fun, and nice, with a pretty smile. We laughed a lot. We enjoyed each other’s company.
“Call me,” she said.
“I will,” I said.
A few days later, I called. Betty Ann answered.
“Hello.”
“Hi there,” I replied.
“Oh. Hi!” she said in an excited voice. “I was hoping you’d call.” We chatted for about half an hour, her voice getting sweeter and sweeter. We made arrangements for dinner and a movie.
The movie was OK. During the movie, I took a chance on slipping my arm behind Betty Ann. I had no idea what her reaction would be. Smiling, she put her head back and rested on my arm. When we parted that night, she kissed me on the cheek.
“See you soon,” she said with a smile. I watched her sway just a little as she went inside.
We met again a few days later. It wasn’t terribly exciting; we played some board games. But she was clearly having a good time. I noticed that she was twirling her hair.
I sat close to Betty Ann on the couch. Our bodies touched. I moved in for a kiss. Betty Ann closed her eyes. I held her face in my hands, brushed her hair back, and kissed her. She responded with a good, strong kiss. It surprised me, but I wasn’t complaining.
As I was leaving, she gave me a nice, firm kiss. “Good night,” she said. She flashed a pretty smile as she waved.
I invited her over a few nights later just to watch television. She showed up dressed in her usual modest but attractive style. This evening, she wore some very nice slacks and a blouse.
While we were watching, Betty Ann moved in next to me, touching me. She leaned on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She smiled. Her eyes sparkled. She licked her lips several times. She softly squeezed my arm.
Gently, Esenyurt Escort I blew in Betty Ann’s ear, trying to make it appear almost accidental. She sat up with a start.
“What are you doing?” she said. She glared at me. She seemed upset. I backed off. She moved away. After a few minutes, though, I moved closer to her. Once again, our bodies touched. She was back to putting her had back and leaning on my arm.
My arm wrapped around her. I quickly brushed her boob, then withdrew. She glared. I pulled my hand away. She grinned shyly, looking away. Again we kissed. When Betty Ann left, she gave me another passionate kiss, definitely not the kind you would expect from a future nun.
Over the course of time, things moved along. I would make little advances, which often were met with little resistance. Once I told a joke that she liked and she doubled over with laughter, he head in my lap. I started to get hard and Betty Ann smiled sheepishly.
We were having dinner one night at a place with a jukebox on the table. It had music of all kinds from various eras. I put in my money and punched up a selection.
A minute or so later, Betty Ann perked up. She stopped talking, as if she had noticed the song lyrics.
You Catholic girls start much too late
But sooner or later it comes down to fate.
I might as well be the one.
She smiled at me, looked away, and giggled just a bit. As she resumed the conversation, I felt Betty Ann’s foot on mine.
We went back to my place. Betty Ann kicked off her shoes. I put my arm around her. Again she leaned on my arm, smiling. I placed my hand on her breast. She smiled, bit her lip, and giggled. I casually undid one button and reached inside her blouse. She had her hand on my thigh. She squeezed it slightly.
“You want to sleep with me, don’t you?” Betty Ann said.
“Well,” I said. “If you wanted to, I certainly wouldn’t say no.”
“You know I can’t.”
“I bet you’d be really good.” Betty Ann smiled. “Besides,” I said, “I’ve never slept with a nun before.” Betty Ann laughed. “Don’t you ever think about it?”
She blushed and giggled. “Well, I admit I get desires every now and then. I think everyone does.”
“Nothing wrong with desire,” I said. Esenyurt Escort bayan Betty Ann laughed.
When I dropped Betty Ann off that night, she made a point of rubbing against me when she kissed me good night. “See you soon,” she said.
The weekend came. The weather had turned a little cooler. Betty Ann had me come to her place. We ordered in and watched some TV. She sat very close to me. I gently blew in her ear. She smiled.
Now Betty Ann sat on my lap, facing me. She gave me a wet, hard kiss. Reaching inside her sweater, I unhooked her bra. She pulled closer to me and kissed me hard. I fondled her boobs. She began to unbutton my shirt. I was starting to get hard. I wondered how far this was going.
Betty Ann pulled her sweater off. She continued to unbutton my shirt. I fondled her pretty boobs. I leaned forward. She lay flat on the couch. We began to grind on each other.
Betty Ann unzipped my pants. Again I blew in her ear. I noticed that she had purchased a sexy bra. I slid it off.
Now Betty Ann put her hand on my stiffening penis. She rubbed it hard. She licked her lips. As I began sucking on her nipples, my shirt came off. She continued to work my organ.
Betty Ann undid my belt. She continued to wriggle underneath me. Kissing her, I slid my hands along her sides. Her skirt came off.
Our bodies rubbed close together. Betty Ann leaned forward and laid on top of me. I put my hands on her well-rounded butt. She kissed me hard, her tongue caressing the roof of my mouth. I didn’t know how much longer I could last.
Now Betty Ann rose. As she turned to head down the hall, she slipped off her panties. I followed her and removed my underpants.
She turned into the bathroom. I heard the water turn on. If that’s how you want to lose it, I thought to myself, then that’s how we’ll do it. She faced me. Again we kissed. I slipped my finger into her wet pussy. She stroked my erect cock. Water rolled down Betty Ann’s back.
I began to dribble all over her shower, and Betty Ann let out several shrieks of pleasure. We completed the shower, and she stepped out. Instead of heading to the bedroom, Betty Ann headed back to the TV. It wasn’t happening that night, but I knew she was almost ready.
As Escort esenyurt I left, I invited Betty Ann to come and see me the next night. She happily accepted. We kissed passionately as I left, my hand on her ass. She smiled and waved as I left.
Betty Ann showed up the next night in a pretty blue dress and a gray windbreaker. She hung up the windbreaker. I got us something to drink and we sat closely together, as had become our norm. Again my hand wandered to her breast. Betty Ann sighed. She again grabbed my thigh. She leaned back, her head on my arm, and she blew in my ear. I kissed the back of her neck. We kicked off our shoes.
“OK,” Betty Ann said softly, almost to herself. She kissed me hard and unzipped my pants. I unzipped her dress and unsnapped her bra. Quickly she undid my belt. She brushed her hand over my crotch, trying to make it look accidental.
We stood up. Again my hand went to her butt. My loosened pants fell to the floor. I placed my hands on Betty Ann’s shoulders and guided her dress down. As she began to unbutton my shirt, I slipped her bra off. I began to play with her boobs. She smiled and kissed my chest. I kissed her boobs and sucked her nipples. My hand went to her butt and I slid off her panties. Now my underpants came off.
I took Betty Ann’s hand. As we entered my bedroom, she kissed me again, hard and long and very close. We lay on the bed. With a kiss, I inserted my finger into Betty Ann’s pussy. She took my dick in hand and stroked it vigorously. She was already beginning to shiver and jump.
“Now,” she said. With that, she spread herself and I pushed inside her. “Ah,” she said, jumping just a bit.
“That will happen,” I said. I gave her a kiss. I pumped in and out, up and down, gaining speed and force each time. She held onto me, dancing in synch with my motions.
“Oooohhhh,” she said, and she moaned softly. “Oh, yes! Oh, so gooood!” I continued to pump her. She danced gleefully underneath me, giggling a bit.
“Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!” She started to pulsate deep inside. I pumped faster and harder. Betty Ann was breathing short and hard. She let out a yell. “Ooooohhhh myyyyy GOOOOOOOOOODDDD!”
She broke a sweat and I could feel her vibrating. She was having an ecstatic moment. That excited me, and I popped, pouring a river into Betty Ann.
She shook her head as I pulled out. She kissed me and smiled. “Oh, wow,” she said. “I’m exhausted! That was terrific!”
“I’m glad,” I replied. With a passionate kiss, Betty Ann turned on her side, put her arm on my chest, and closed her eyes.