Jughead Betty Novels & Stories

"My throat really hurts." "I know, baby. It's my mom's famous soup. She swears it'll cure you." I wrap her hands around the mug and help her lift it so she can take small sips. The first couple of sips are slow going, but once she gets a little of the broth in her system, she easily finishes the whole thing. "Good. We'll see how you hold that down. You lay down again and rest some more." "Okay," she says, eyes closed and already snuggling into the pillow.

“It’s okay, I understand girl codes and all that, so I will let you keep your secrets. I know a thing or two about such bets, after all, I have some of the most mischievous friends” “Is that so?” – Janet was now intrigued “Oh definitely, I remembered that one time that my friend Deji, made us took a bet that the first person to get the most beautiful girl in school to be his girlfriend gets 50k from all the losers" "Really? So who won?" "Back then none of us can actually compete with Deji when it comes to smooth talking, I think he was born with the gift, but I guess when it comes to girls they always choose the most attentive, and Deji is easily distracted"

Betty wiped Jill's excess cum from her face, and then said to Jill, "Have you ever had your pussy eaten while you were being fucked?" "Before, and after," Jill answered. "But never during." "Well, then I'm going to be delighted to be the first to do it with you!" Betty said. She turned to Bob, and asked, "You ready to blow your load up your lovely wife's cunt while I eat her out?" "I may not last very long," he answered, "but I'm more than ready!"

At night, they would go back, and there would definitely be enough people here. Betty was wearing a pair of pajamas as she sat on the bed. She had also recovered her strength. "I want a hug him." Betty pleaded to his husband. Bryson squinted his eyes and smiled, then pulled the little fellow into her embrace. Betty gently and carefully held her son in her arms, the corner of her mouth raised into a smile, "Why is he so beautiful!"

He slaps me on the back, “Well, you don’t have to imagine because you’re going to get to experience it.” “You’re not fucking me in the ass, dude!” I move away from him. “A bet is a bet, Lil’ D…” “I know, I know, but I don’t want my best friend putting his dick in my ass!” I scowl. “Fine, you big baby. Beth, how about you go find something more suitable for Master Jace.” Jude rolls his eyes and grins. “Yes, Master!” Beth giggles as she runs to do his bidding. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey young master" "Come on told you my name is Jack" "I got it.. So what would you like to eat?" "That one" Jack said pointing to the plate of food the young girl was holding Betty chuckled and said, "Oh those are French fries" "Right, I'll take that" "Alright young master Jack" "Ma'am Betty?.." The older woman laughed and poured some into Jack's plate. Ella on the other hand was going to find a secluded place to eat since she was a timid person and can never be seen eating in public.

Instead, I felt like a general about to execute a flawless strategy. Jax grabbed my hand, his massive palm engulfing mine, and pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar. The inside of *The Rusty Anchor* was dim, lit only by low amber lamps and a buzzing neon beer sign. The smell of old wood and liquor hit me instantly. Behind the bar stood Betty, her gray hair tied up, her heavily tattooed arms resting on the polished counter. She gave Jax a sharp, meaningful nod toward the very back of the room.

All I have to do is act a little and you will be on the streets. And Betty knew that she was being serious because she had tasted how evil she can be so she nodded her head so that she can let go of her hair, she was hurting her. She gave her one last look and went out of the room. Betty was left breathless, the woman was not an easy one to deal with and she had to be careful next time.

She ran up to hug him, “Thank you, brother. But these pancakes are still mine.” “You won't let me have any?" Marcelo laughed. “No." “Not even a bite?” She didn't respond, because she was already dragging me to her room. I took a glance at Marcelo, and for a split second, I could swear he was staring at me with a smile on his face. *.*.*.*.*.*.*. Betty was used to the mundane routine: her chains got extended so she could reach for the bland plate of custard. Sometimes, cold toast. She gets the chains on her ankles freed so she can stretch her muscles for a few minutes, and she's returned to being pinned on the wall.

" Hello everyone! May I have your attention!" The chatter dies down as the crowd look at the elder. Anticipating. " Everyone! Today we found another reason to add on to our days celebration!" " Our Queen Scarlett Lockwood along with her team has successfully resolved the ever ending dispute over the northern province!" " And I with great honour would like to reward her with the entitlement of...the Golden medal for the best and the first Beta female in history!" Scar looked shocked. The title was the most prestigious award ever given to a Beta.