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Rebound Love	By : sandyl666 Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 13319 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The comics Archie and Co, with its plot, characters, setting, etc does not belong to me. I guess they belong to John L. Goldwater, and a few others but I'm unsure. I make nothing by writing this fiction, and I don't plan to.

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Chapter 7

When she woke up the next morning, the first thing Betty thought about was how much her head hurt. What had she bumped into last night? The second thing that came to mind was that she was totally disorientated. Where was she? The third thing that came to mind was the warm hand on her belly, cuddling her close to the hard, masculine body behind her.
That's when it all came back. Well, most of it.
Some people, after realizing they'd gotten drunk as a skunk and slept with one of their best friends, start screaming and jump out of the bed. Betty on the other hand, just lay there, paralyzed, her eyes wide with panic, darting around in their sockets as she tried to formulate some way to explain this.
Right, we did it in the limo... she recalled. How had he ended up in her bed again? Oh wait. Right. They'd returned to her hotel suite to do it a second time. While the first time had been filled with hesitant pauses and the need for affirmations, the second time only had incoherent grunts and moans of pleasure.
She could remember them giggling as they went up the elevator to her suite, the man with the elevator buttons sneaking glances at them but pretending he wasn't.
When they got to her door, she had trouble placing the card key in the slot.

“I'd like to put my card key in your slot,” Reggie whispered into her ear as his hands slid up her skirt, brushing against her inner thigh, smearing the cum that had started to leak out of her. She giggled uncontrollably, her whole body shaking with laughter. Her aim got even worse, and she completely missed the slot. Reggie came to the rescue, holding her hand and steadying it. With their collective impaired judgments, they managed to get it in.
The door was quickly shut behind them, with him shoving her against the door so he could kiss her against the solid frame, his knee lifted to the area between her legs, applying pressure to the sensitive organ. She moaned against his mouth as more of his semen squished out of her from the contact, staining her dress and his pants.
“Bedroom?” He asked, when they pulled away, breathing hard. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom, with the large comfy bed.
Her hands tugged at his jacket, and he distractedly removed it. He unzipped her dress next, which fell to the floor. Belatedly, she realized she wasn't wearing her panties. It was lost somewhere in the limo.
She didn't care. She just concentrated on removing his pants and boxers. And suddenly they were completely bare to each other. And if she thought Reggie was hot in a tuxedo, there were no words to describe him naked. He spun her around and with some disappointment she tore her eyes away from his body, as he led her towards the bed.
As soon as they were close enough, he practically tackled her into the bed, and they bounced on the plushness, laughing.
“Nice bed,” He commented.
“Mmm,” She leaned forward and captured his lips, while spreading her legs open. His length bobbed against her entrance, and it bothered her, like an itch, that he wasn't inside her. He seemed to be taking his own sweet time, and her craving became so severe, she decided to take things into her own hands – literally.
“Whoa, Bets..” He gasped as he felt her hand on his cock, guiding it towards her opening. She opened her thighs even further, exposing the area to him as she inserted him inside her. As he slowly immersed himself into her, her back arched and she let out a soft, whining cry of exultation.
When he was fully inside, he grinned above her and she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, wondering why he wasn't moving.
“Shall we test just how good this bed is?” He asked, a mischievous grinned stretched out across his face.
“And how do you propose we do that?” she asked, almost unable to believe the words coming out of her mouth.
He ground his hips into her. Hard. She gripped the bedsheets, and let out another moan. The hard steel inside her was hitting the right spots seemingly without any effort. Reggie was so good at this. Why hadn't she let him screw her sooner?
Before she could think any further about that and depress herself, he withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside her, then shoved back in roughly, making the bed shift and them bounce atop it. She was mid-cry when he repeated the motion, adopting a steady rhythm that quickly got so rough she had to hold on tight to the bedsheets, just so she wouldn't fly off the bed from the force of his thrusts.
The bed actually began to thump as the bed frame pulled away from the wall then collided with it again as he pumped into her. She watched it hit the wall in amazement, wondering if the people in the next room would complain to reception and they would receive a call soon telling them to quiet down.
She didn't care. All the better. Let them know how much she was enjoying herself, because she was. She'd just been in the depths of hells where her emotions were concerned, and suddenly she was on the brink of heaven, about to fall off the clouds and fly through the pale blue sky.
Her legs wrapped around Reggie's back, and pulled him close. Her calves strained with effort each time he rolled into her, because she was using her legs to tug him back, increasing the force behind that thrust. But when it hit her inside, the force jolting all of her sensitive tissues, it felt entirely worth the effort. There was no more pain from losing her virginity. Just utter perfection and bliss.
“Deeper. Deeper, deeper, deeper,” She repeated like a mantra, and Reggie grunted as he tried to fulfill her request. He held her butt cheeks close to him and shifted his angle, just so he could slip in that little bit further. She gasped as she felt the hot end of his rod bump into the mouth of her womb. “Yes!”
In her excitement, she clenched him tight without even realizing it, her newly invaded channel working out its never been used muscles, crushing him in her lust. He gasped as the unexpected compressions threw him over the edge, and for the second time that night, he came inside Betty Cooper.
Her hands left the bedsheets and instead grasped at his shoulders, her nails sinking into his skin. Neither cared. She threw her head back and moaned her approval loudly as the sensation of his warm, plentiful seed flooding her insides caused her to reach her climax, and her passage gripped him just as tightly as her hands did, milking his appendage for all he was worth.
Leaning against her, he sighed. She stroked his hair, looking straight up at the ceiling, seeming lost in thought. A while passed, neither of them moved, just remaining in each others' arms. Reggie could feel his lust building again, but he let his recently deflowered partner rest for the moment, not wanting to break her.
So it was to his surprise when she got up, just as their sweat was starting to dry.
“Lie on your back,” She said, as she moved further down the bed. He watched her quizzically, but ultimately did as she said.
When he felt a warm, wet presence touch his half-deflated cock, he bolted upwards into an upright sitting position. “Bets!”
“I've always wanted to do this,” She muttered. “The girls used to talk about it all the time in high school...” She licked his cock again, cleaning him of all the fluids. He wondered if there was any of her blood still on there. The room was dim, but he could still see pretty well, and as far as he could see there didn't seem to be any red on his penis. He knew his seed was definitely on there, and she would probably be able to taste herself on him as well. “Mmm...” She sounded like she was truly enjoying licking his member.
“Yes, right there. Oh God, that's good,” He knew who she had always wanted to do this with. He knew exactly who he always wanted to do this to him. He decided that at least one of them should be able to feel a piece of that. “Bets, close your eyes,”
Betty looked up at him in alarm, pausing her ministrations temporarily.
“Just trust me,” She gave him one last look, then closed her eyes. He cleared his throat. “God, Bets, this is so good. I've always wished you'd do this to me,”
Betty jumped at the sound of his voice, and goosebumps rose all over her body. Reggie sounded exactly like... Archie. The way he spoke, the things he said, even the volume with which Archie spoke... Reggie had replicated them.“Reg, you don't have to-”
“Could you not talk about Reggie right now?” That slight annoyance in the redhead's voice. “I don't like how you're always with him,”
The act was so good that Betty could feel herself falling for it. “I'm sorry, Archie,” She licked the engorged cock before her, it was like a salty, meaty Popsicle. But she really did like the taste. “Does this make you feel better?”
“Yes, so much...” He touched her head, and she marveled at Reggie's ability. Even the way he touched her... How could he have known that? It's not like he'd ever been on the receiving end of Archie's touches... she hoped. Could he have learned this just from watching Archie? “Betty, slow down. You're going to make me come too soon,”
She wondered if this was just a total act. From what she'd seen of Reggie, he could take a lot more. He was acting like he was a total virgin... the way she imagined she and Archie would be on their wedding night. She shook this thought away and decided to test how well Reg could act. Could he really make himself come prematurely just for a role?
Her tongue ran all over him, up and down. She could only recall bits and pieces of what she heard from friends, and mostly acted on the reaction of Reg-Archie-whoever it was. Finally when she thought she had tasted him up enough, she encompassed the head of his cock with her mouth.
He came. The bed moved as he shook and cried out as if it was his first orgasm, like a teenager who had his first blowjob. “Yes, Bets, you're so amazing. Oh gosh, this is-” Then he groaned as jet after jet of thick cream flew into her mouth, hitting her throat at an incredible speed. She coughed, and he pulled out of her mouth, even as another spurt painted her cheek and nose, then another shot onto her forehead. She coughed some more, and the seed spilled out of her mouth, tendrils hanging out of her perfect pink lips.
Reggie stared at her. She looked so messy, in such a good way. She tried to catch all the seed with her hands, and it just served to make the picture of her even more erotic, with strings of white goo connecting her mouth to her hands. For a moment his acting slipped. “Blondie-” He abruptly cut himself off, then tried to make up for his mistake. “Betty, that was incredible.”
She hadn't seemed to notice his slip-up. She looked at him with hazy eyes and he knew she had totally fallen for his acting. She probably didn't even see Reggie in front of her at the moment. She probably just saw that carrot-top. She scraped as much of his semen as she could get onto her hand, then licked it off her fingers, seeming to make a show of it.
Who cared who she saw in front of her? All that mattered to him was how hot she looked.
When she was done with cleaning herself, she worked on him again, cleaning him of all the semen she had missed, paying extra attention to the cockhead and the pool of liquid still on the tip. He quickly regained his hardness, amazed at himself. He hadn't been able to go this many rounds since he was a teenager with way too many hormones running rampant around his body. She climbed onto him, adjusted him beneath her, the sank down on his length.
As she inserted him in, her back curved. She let out a soft, appreciative “Ohh...” that he knew he would never get tired of. She kept going, until finally he had filled her completely again.
“Bets...” He murmured. It was getting harder to keep up the Archie facade, with Betty being such a minx. Her butt hit his balls, and the pressure was surprisingly pleasurable.
Then she started riding him. Her eagerness drove him mad. How could someone so pure, the good girl of Riverdale high, be such a tiger in the bedroom? Her athleticism hadn't even waned. She was still as fit as ever, and using all her strength to move faster on top of him, to thrust him in deeper while still moving just as rapidly.
All he could do was hold onto her thighs for dear life as she bounced on top of him without restraint.
For her part she had discovered which angle gave her the most pleasure. She was glad she kept up with her fitness regime, despite her busy schedule, so she was able to ride Reggie just as hard as he did her. The bed began to creak again and she smiled victoriously.
“Oh, Archie,” She said. Her eyes were shut and she could imagine the redhead was beneath her, helpless beneath her lust and infatuation, only able to enjoy how she was playing with his body.
One hand tweaked his nipple, while her head bent over him to pleasure the other nipple. She had no idea if the nipples were erogenous for men, but Archie seemed to like it, if his moans were any indication. It spurred her on, and she licked the little protrusion until it was as hard as it was hot. Archie squirmed under her.
“Betty, you're so good at this...” Archie breathed. “I'm going to come so hard again,”
“Then come. Come for me, my Archiekins,” she said, her ample breasts bouncing up and down as she moved, humping into the man under her, alternating the sensations of fullness and emptiness to her liking, rendering him helpless as she did so.
He growled, and suddenly she was under him instead. Her eyes widened as she was suddenly face to face with Reggie. But somehow her muddled mind only registered Archie before her. Her legs went straight up, splayed in the air while Archie drilled himself in between her legs without restraint.
“Yes yes yes!” Her hands tangled in his hair, massaging his scalp as he buried himself ever deeper inside her. She gasped, the bed thumped, groaned and creaked in protest at having to hold up the couple who were going at it so roughly. And then she was at her peak again, for the third time that night. She tugged at his hair, that wonderful, soft, red hair, as her whole body seized up and then began shaking uncontrollably.
He grunted and lost control on top of her as well, thrusting in until her labia lips kissed his balls one last time as he began filling her up again. His whole body protested with aches as it squeezed out what was left in his testicles, and yet managed to squirt out enough that it overflowed out of her. Or maybe that was in combination with all the seed that had already been in her. He didn't know.
Both blanked out for a good long while as euphoria took them. When Betty came to, she noticed that Reggie had pulled out, rolled off her and fallen asleep, his bare, sweaty body still exposed to the cold, sex-scented air of her room. She pulled the blankets up over both of them, then snuggled in beside him, partaking in his warmth as she plunged into a deep, deep sleep.

Betty waited, as she recalled everything that had happened. She couldn't deny the twinge of lust she felt as all the things that she and Reggie had done the night before ran through her mind. But she knew that a rebound relationship was a wholly unhealthy relationship.
It didn't take too long for Reggie to wake up. She felt him shift beside her, propping himself on his elbows and then his eyes were focused on her . She pulled the blankets tighter around her chest even as her heart sped up at the sight of him. She couldn't deny it – Reggie was really, really hot. But she knew that physical attraction was nothing when you truly loved someone. Like she did Archie.
Reggie ran a hand through his tousled hair – all messy and caked up with the salty, dried up sweat.
“So. Did you sleep well?” He asked. It was an odd question for him to ask, in the oddest situation she could have ever been caught up in with him. Maybe that was why he was attempting at normalcy.
She thought about this. She was sure that after the heartbreak the night before, she'd never be able to sleep, much less sleep soundly. But she was so drunk, and so exhausted after all that had happened the night before that she slept right through. “Yeah. It was okay,”
He smiled, then his hand ran up her thigh, underneath the blankets. Despite herself, she felt a shudder run through her body at his sensual touch. “So listen, I was thinking...” He began with a low, husky voice.
“No, Mantle,” She said firmly, already guessing at what he was going to propose. “Look – last night was pretty bad for both of us. And we needed the, um, contact. But let's not ruin our friendship like this, okay?” She said. “Let's just forgot last night ever happened, and move on.”
He blinked down at her. “Uh. I guess. You're right, Blondie,” He said, running his hand through his hair again. Then he leaned forward and kissed her forehead, catching her entirely by surprise. “Thank for last night though. I think I needed that.”
She returned his smile. “I did too,”
They lay in awkward silence for a few moments, before Reggie shifted and left the bed. “I'm gonna go take a shower,”
“Okay,” She said, admiring the well-chiseled butt as it gradually disappeared from view. Calm down, girl! She scolded herself. It's not worth it. Even if she'd already had a taste of that forbidden fruit and was craving it again already.
She lay back and sighed, placing her forearm on her forehead, trying to ignore the thick scent of sex and sweat in the room.
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