Billy Monroe Gets Hairbrush
June/09/1970

As Betty Carruthers Monroe and her new husband Billy Monroe are leaving the church after the most beautiful wedding. Shari, Betty's mother, runs up to Billy and hands him a little box. "Here William, this is a little gift just from me, I expect you to utilize it often and make generous use of the advice that is written on the card inside."

Billy takes the box while he and his beloved wife Betty get into the limousine and head out to the hotel where they are to spend their first night as husband and wife.

Once inside the limo, Betty and Billy kiss passionately. "What's in the gift box Billy, I wonder why my mother didn't give it to us at the reception."

Billy rip's off the wrapping and sees that it is a medium sized wooden box, about 9 inches by 4 inches in size. He opens the box and inside he finds an old battered hairbrush. It is light brown in color and about 7 inches long. There is a card on the top. Billy read it aloud. "Billy this hairbrush was fist used on me by my husband many years ago, I give it to you now. Please use it on Betty's backside to keep her in line. It is very effective for keeping disobedient wives in line and has worked on numerous occasions when Kevin has found it necessary to put me over his knee. Love Sheridan Carruthers. PS The none bristled side is the most effective side to use."

Billy laughs and Betty blushes, "William Jefferson Monroe, if you ever use that thing on me I'll, I'll, well I don't know what I'll do, but you won't like it." She always called him William or used his full name when she was mad or upset with him.

He turns to his wife, holding the brush in his hand, "Betty, If needed I'll use it to good effect I can assure you. Plus I can assure you that if I use it you will be the one that won't like something."

Billy taps in on the palm of his own hand. "Maybe I'll use it right now." He puts the brush down and makes out like he's about to turn her over his knee. She squeals.

Betty takes in a deep breath, "William Noooooo, not in front of the driver."

The window between the front of the limo and the back seats slowly rolls up. "See the driver won't be able to see it now."

Billy laughs and Betty Lou blushes. "Billy no you're not."

Billy reaches over and grabs his new bride by the ear to make it easier to pull her over his knee. He then pulls her ear towards himself, the rest of her follows in due course. There she is laying over his knee, wearing her wedding dress. "Now my dear the proper way to rear a wife is by the use of her rear."

Betty is struggling trying to get up but can't. "William Jefferson Monroe, let me up this instant."

"No my dear I don't think so." He puts his hand onto her bottom and can feel that girdle. Probably one quarter of an inch thick. He thinks to himself, ' that should protect her bottom.' He then begins to spank her backside with the hairbrush.

Crack, "ooohhhh. William you let me up this minute." Crack, "Ooohhhh." Crack, "Ooohhhh." Crack, "Ooohhhh." Crack, "Ooohhhh."

After the fifth swat she is giggling and he lets her up and she rubs her bottom. "Don't give me that malarche my dear, I'm sure your girdle protected you quite nicely."

She stops rubbing and laugh's, sitting on his lap. "No fooling you is there."

Billy reaches up and puts his hand to the top of the girdle, "No there isn't, but I can always pull it down and continue."

She kisses him and he puts his hand up to her breast and squeezes, her bra is in the way. But for now it will do. For he knows in a few minutes there won't be anything between his hand and her breast. She slaps his hand. "No Billy."

The limousine stops, "We've arrived sir."

They get out of the limo and Billy hands the driver fifty. "Thank you."

Once they are at the hotel and have checked into their honeymoon suite, Betty goes into the bathroom to change into her nightgown. It is the sexiest think she could find, as this is the first night they will be spending together and she wanted it to be so very special for him. Billy puts the hair brush box on the bureau.

When she emerges some hour later Billy is patiently sitting there on the bed, buck-naked. She quickly turns around. It's the first time she has seen a man naked. She blushes and rushes back into the bathroom. Billy gets up and goes over to the door. "Betty come out, I'm ready."

From inside the door he hears, "But I'm not."

He scratches at the door, "Yes you are, now come out."

"No!"

He talks to her very softly and gently, "Betty if you come out, I promise I won't do anything that you're not ready for. I promise."

He hears the lock on the door unlock and he steps back and sits down on the bed. She peeks out of the door, "You really promise."

"Yes my love, I really promise. Now come out and over here and sit on my knee."

The door inches open slowly and she emerges from the bathroom. She is standing there in her gown, not knowing that with the back light Billy can see right though it. He can see her every crevasse and fold, her entire naked body through the gown. "Betty you look gorgeous stand there."

"Now come over here and sit on my knee, while we talk for a bit." She inches towards him, blushing over her entire body.

Once over to him he reaches out to her hand and clutches it softly in his. "Sit down my love, sit right her." He pats his knee.

She sits down on the edge of his knee. He kisses her hand, "Now that wasn't too bad was it."

"No."

"Well then get a little closer to me." She inches her bottom along his knee until she's as far along as she can get.

She's never been this close to a naked man before. At 19 she's very naive about the ways of men and women. Her mother told her the facts of life. But she's never gone past kissing a boy before.

Then she feels it, his erect penis touching the underside of her leg. She looks down and jumps up retreating a few feet. He looks down at it also. "Ooh, oh." He reaches over for his pajama bottoms and puts them on. "There it's been put away."

She inches back to his knee and sits down again. This time he grabs her a bit tighter.

They sit there cuddling for some time. He reaches up and fingers the bow on the back of her gown that holds her gown in place. "Betty can I undo this bow."

Nothing is said for a few seconds "Yes."

He pulls the bow undone and the back of her gown partially opens. If he wanted to he could just pull and it would come off. But he promised and he wasn't about to wreck it by scaring her. His hand rubs her back from her neck down about 1-foot.

"Billy close your eyes and promise me you'll keep them closed."

Billy closed his eyes, "Okay Betty, they're closed and I won't open them till you say to." He was cheating of course, he was squinting and could still see everything. But it looked like they where closed."

She stood up and her nightgown tumbled down to the floor. He could feel it against his feet. She was standing there naked. He could see she was gorgeous under that gown. She then sat down on his knee. He reached up and put his hand on her stomach. She tightened the muscles, so he put his hand on her knee instead.

She reached down and moved his hand from her knee to her stomach.

His dick hardened again and brushed against her leg. She didn't jump this time. She embraced him and they kissed. His hand moved up to her breast and he touched it with his fingertips. She made a sound. "Aaahhhh, oh yes."

Billy took that as permission to do more, so his hand cupped her breasts and she squeezed and hugged him harder.

He removed his hand from her breasts and went under her leg. He stood up and put her on the bed. She shifted over so he could lie down. "Can I open my eyes now."

Betty frowned at him. "Don't give me that William Monroe. I could see you peeking all along. But it's okay, men are supposed to peek."

They embraced and kissed softly.

The idea of entering a woman for the first time had Billy scrambling to be as gently with her as he could. He positioning himself between her legs, he lay down on top of her, uncertain of exactly how to accomplish his body's ultimate desire. He wanted to posses her so much, but didn't want to be too rough with her on her first time. He'd never had a virgin before.

Luck was with Billy she opened her legs and his manhood instantly found its goal. With slowness aimed at savoring the moment and being gentle, he slipped his full length into her waiting pussy.

She moaned as he penetrated her, "Ooohhhh, Billy, more."

The sensations coming from his cock were so exquisite that Billy paused to prolong that special moment. Betty let out a low cry of pleasure, which triggered Billy to pull out. He didn't know if she was in pain or please.

When she reached up and pulled him down towards her he knew. He began to thrust in and out, not quite leaving the warmth of her pussy before plunging deep into her again. Almost immediately he could feel his balls preparing to release their load.

"Harder, Billy, harder" Betty demanded.

Billy began to thrust as fast and as hard as he could and it wasn't long before he felt Betty start to buck. With her legs around his waist pulling their bodies together, her muscle starting to spasm, she had her orgasm.

She screams a bloodcurdling scream as she orgasms for her first time, "Eeeeaaaaaiiiiii."

Her extra activity triggered his own orgasm as he pumped his first ever load into a virgin's womb. He came long and hard as all these new feelings excited his nerve ends. Billy then collapsed onto Betty totally spent. She pushed his shoulders away from her until his hands on either side of her head took my weight.

Billy rolled over on top his back and propped himself up on his arm to make sure she was okay.

She was crying, "What's wrong Betty."

She sniffled, "Nothing, that was great. Lets do it again." She said smiling, "For I'm sure if we practice some more I'll improve."

They did it all night, Betty turned out to be the best lay he'd ever had or wanted. She was an animal in bed. Started out scared shitless and ended up the evening being a whore in bed with her man.

It has now been almost a month since William Monroe and Betty Lou had been married. A month since he popped her cherry into mush.

Betty has gotten out of the tub and is drying herself off when her husband walks into the bedroom. He spots her naked body and walks over to her, he is still horny for her body. Ever since that first time on their wedding night. From behind he grabs her squeezing her breast. She squeals, "Billy no I'm wet, let me dry myself off first. No, No, No." She slaps the back of his hand and tries to wiggle away from his grasp "No, No, No."

She again struggles and tries to get free. She can see he's got a hard-on underneath his bathing suit. She decides to playfully tease him and deny him her body. "Billy no, I'm not in the mood, you'll have to put it in manual."

He has let go of her and quickly takes his suite off, "Baby this never goes into manual, it's an automatic only, now get the hot body of yours over to the bed."

She stamps her foot at him, "No." She is standing there with the towel wrapped around her. She is covered up, but with a body like hers, she couldn't be covered up completely.

He starts to poke her and squeeze her breast some more. His hand has gotten in under the towel. She runs and he begins to chase her around the room, letting her stay just ahead of him and she manages to get part way under the bed and away from him. The towel caught on something under the bed and has come loose. He gives it one quick yank and away it comes. She's giggling as he grabs onto her ankles before she's all the way out of his grasp. She can't get fully under the bed. He pulls her part way out from under the bed. Her lower half is sticking out from under the bed. He reaches over and begins to playfully slap her bottom with his hand."

She squeals in delight and anger at the same time, Swat, "No, No, Billy let me go." Swat, "Noooooo." Swat, "William Monroe, stop it this second." She giggles. The swats are more irritating than painful. After all there only love taps.

He pulls her out from under the bed and she turns over on her back as he tries to pull her naked body over his knee. "Billy let go of me now. I'm still wet."

Billy grabs Betty by the ear and pulls her up to her feet, she has her one hand holding onto his hand and her ear while her other hand is covering up her backside. Expecting him to swat her again. "William let me go, now or you're in big trouble."

He pulls her over to the bureau and opens the box sitting on top of it. He takes out the hairbrush that his mother in-law had given him on their wedding day and lets go of her ear. She turns and runs toward the bed and on the way over he swats her three more times with it, as she scurries off. Crack, "Ouch," Crack, "Ouch," Crack, "Ouch."

Once over to the bed she turns around and confronts him, pointing to the empty box, "William Jefferson Monroe you put that god-awful brush away this instant, do you hear me, this instant."

Billy lifts the brush up and looks at it, "I will put it away, but if when I get back over at the bureau and you're not laying on that bed, on your stomach, then I'll come back and use it to good effect on that backside of yours."

He turns around and walks slowly over to put the brush away. When he gets to the bureau he turns slightly and looks out of the corner of his eye, he sees that his wife is lying on the bed, as instructed. He puts the brush down into its box and walks back to the bed.

Sitting down on the bed he leans over and pats her rump. "Very good my dear, just like a good little wife should be."

She just lies there and he pulls himself farther up on the bed. Rubbing her backside with his hand. Her bottom has become a very faint pink in color from all the swatting it suffered. His fingers slowly move in between her thighs and he fingers her pussy lips. "Spread those legs of yours, baby."

She doesn't open them, Betty is going to make him work for every pleasure he wants out of her body. "Baby, open them or do I have to knock on the back door with the hairbrush to get them open. He raises his palm above her ass, as if he was going to paddle her. She slowly spreads her legs. "That's better." He again puts his fingers into her neither regions between her legs and begins to finger her pussy.

As he does she moans, "Mmmmmm." He continues on as is. He can see that she is relaxed lying there on her stomach.

Billy bends down and kisses her ass several times. "Roll over on you back."

She just lays there moaning, "Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm." He gets up on his knees and grabs onto her inner thighs with one hand and her arm with the other and flips her over on her back. Before she can react to what he did, he jumps up with his knees between her legs and spread her knees apart all the way. "Ahhhhhhh, Billy."

He is now looking down at her naked body, his hard-on sticking straight out and he can see she has a smile on her face. Her arms are outstretched. "Well Billy, what are you waiting for. A signed invitation."

He looks over at the box holding the hairbrush, "No baby, your mother already gave me one of those and it's over there, on the bureau in its own little box. So I don't think I need one from her daughter."

He slowly starts to lower himself onto her, making contact between her pussy lips and the end of his penis

Billy pushed her legs up and then spread them wide open. He had her most intimate place open wide for his own personal viewing. He just couldn't believe how thick Betty's pubic hair was, red as the sunset.

He spreads the lips of Betty's pussy apart and brought his nose into its center. Billy was intoxicated by the sweet smell of her pussy. She had obviously sprayed her thighs, belly, panties, and pussy mound with perfume. He couldn't resist the urge to gently slip my tongue in between her pouting little pussy lips. The taste was every bit as sweet as the smell. Billy knew then, that he had to fuck he good.

He went up to her and kissed her ear and at the same time plunged his manhood into Betty, fast and deep. "Aaaaahhhh, Billy, that's the way. Stick it in hard."

She moved with him as he fucked her savagely. The way she likes it, rough. "Move that ass of yours Betty. Move it or else."

Betty gyrated as he fucked her. She could feel his prick throbbing inside her deepest regions. Splitting her in two. She could also feel an orgasm coming on.

As Betty's orgasm subsided, her legs once again fell limp to the bed. She was out cold as a wedge, even though her breathing was still somewhat erratic. Billy contemplated his next move. He was certainly at the point where he desperately needed to take care of the throbbing pain between his own thighs.

He again started to fuck her. She continued to gyrate and when he finally came she screamed, "Go Billy, go, tear me a new one you hunk of man."

She yelled so loud, he thought her mother would be able to hear her all the way across town. A far cry from hiding in the bathroom as she did on that first night.

Once he was through he rolled over on his back. But that didn't stop her. She rolled over on him and mounted him.

She pushed herself and in his prick went into her opening. She was already so wet that the head slipped in pretty easy. He had already decided that he wouldn't stop until all of it was inside of her again. So Billy pulled her down on top of him and in it went. She moaned "Ooohhhh Billy, that's how to treat me."

Damn! Betty was so tight and hot inside. Billy was already beginning to feel a tingle in his balls. He knew that this might not last very long. He didn't care! However long it lasted was going to be pure bliss. He pushed up once more, sliding in to meet resistance. Shit! Betty was good As usual.

She rode him till they both cum again. This time he held off till she began to cum then he shot his load into her. It filled her to overflowing and some came out around his dick. She collapsed on him. Exhausted, finally.

They lay there for some minutes before Betty rolled over and got off of him. With a smile on her face and joy in her heart. She could pick them.

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