Archie's Trigger-happy Little Archie

Other girls would have turned away from a geyser of sperm splattering their face (and Veronica would have declared war for ruining her latest ensemble!) Not Betty. Not when it was Archie's seed! And it had taken her too long to get even that out of him!

By the time she thought to open her mouth, though, it had dribbled out. She did catch it in her hands, (She wasn't going to let even a little getting on Mom's carpet...or waste the proof of Archie's manliness!)

"Golly! Sorry 'bout it," Archie said ashamedly, feeling less like a man for feeling like a man too soon.

"That's okay, Archie," Betty said in a forgiving voice. What to do now? Well, she was interested in how the one-and-only love in her life tasted. So, to make him feel better after feeling too better, she raised her hands to her dripping face and swooped his sperm into her mouth,

It was somewhat gooey, not sliding down her throat without some swallowing, but it was...familiar. How? She had never had man cream in her life before now, Archie's or any other boy's or man's! After a few licks, she placed it. It reminded her of Pop's Choklit Shop! It made sense. You are what you eat, and Archie ate a lot of malts, burgers, fries and other fast foods on the local hangout's menu. (And Pop also used a lot of ammonia in his cleaning,) Betty happily finished her "meal". She, too, liked malts, burgers, fries and so on. She lapped it all up while keeping her eyes fixated on Archie.

The redhead looked at the blonde making his load disappear with wide eyes., It wasn't a turn off for him, but neither was it a turn on. He was trying to understand how Betty could swallow the stuff. It made her seem less the wholesome, girl-next-door type to him. Heck! Until 15 or so minutes ago, he thought of her as a gal pal, sort of one-of-the-guys. And guys did not swallow cum!

Betty ran her fingers around her face, collecting more of Archie's goodness and bringing it into her mouth. She thought she must look sexy to him doing this. But it was taking too long for Archie. He began wondering what he should do next.

He stepped backward reflexively when she tried to clean his limp dick of the cum that remained on it. "Archie! Let me give you oral sex!" Just the way Veronica described what the gossip about rich girls said they did.

"But a guy can't get it, you know, up so soon. He has to wait!"

Betty frowned, putting her hands on her hips as she kneeled before him and his now useless Little Archie. "Let me at least try and see if that's correct!"

"No! I know it's true! I'm the guy! I know." He could be stubborn about what he considered should be the boy-girl facts of life.

"Archie!" Betty reached out for Little Archie, but big Archie got away from her fingers. Betty sensed he had a problem he wasn't telling her about.

Other girls (like Veronica) might have demanded to know the dark, hidden secret of their boyfriend. Not the Good Betty, of course. She would be patient and probe and let him tell her when was comfortable and off-guard. "Okay, Archie," she sighed, watching him pull up his pants and shorts.

She got up. She still had her dress on, but she still had no panties on. And she still had her need, stoked by having come so very, very close to finally experiencing Archie the way a woman was made to experience the man she loved! She thought about rubbing herself off, but the idea of doing it in front of...

She'd be doing it in front of ARCHIE!

"Betty!!" Archie cried. "What are you doing?! --I mean, I KNOW what you're doing, but you shouldn't be doing it! You're a nice girl!!"

"But you were ready to make love to me just seconds ago!" Now she had the impulse for her (damp) hand to hide what it had only begun to rub.

"Yeah: A man and a woman! Women aren't supposed to have urges like us guys'!"

"ARCHIE Andrews! You're a chauvinist sexist!"

"If we're going to argue, we're not going to make love! I'll still love you, but not in that way! Put your panties on!"

But no sooner had he looked to pick her pink, taffeta panties up, but his penis popped out from behind his still open zipper. "Panties...," he smiled with little hearts spinning around his head.