Disclaimer: Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge belong to Bob Montana and Archie
Comic Publications, Incorporated. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.
Warnings: Voyurism, female/female sex, female solo sex, male solo sex,
male/female sex, strong language
Categories: Het, slash, bi
Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.
Other Notes: This AU story take place after 'Veronica' Issue #4 (October
Summary: Veronica's father invites her to go back to Hollywood with him on a
business trip and she -- in turn -- invites Betty to join them.
Dedications: None so far.
Archie: Back To Tinseltown
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])
My name is Veronica Lodge and even though I had been classified as a spoiled
rich brat by everyone else within the City of Riverdale, I was still glad to
allow my own father -- Mister Hiram Lodge -- to get me to go to school at
Riverdale High, where I was able to make some really good friends.
Speaking of which, it was on the 22nd day of the month of May that our
school's principal, Mister Weatherbee has walked into Miss Grundy's
classroom -- it was while she was in the middle of teaching us Spanish
again -- and told us that my father was going back to Hollywood on a
business trip and wants me to go with him.
Well of course, after I had heard that little bit of good news, I had jumped
myself right out of my seat, rushed over to Mister Weatherbee and gave him a
big hug and kiss just before I had turned my eyes toward a fellow classmate
of mine named Betty Cooper -- who I was having a rivalry with over a clumsey
but cute redheaded boy named Archie Andrews and yet, became best friends with
her anyway -- and asked, "What do say, Betty?Do you want to go to Hollywood
And after she had given that idea some thought and said 'yes' to me right
there and then, my blonde best friend and I had said our 'goodbyes' to all
of our friends -- yes, even a certain wise-cracking practical-joker named
Reggie Mantle -- and went over to my place, where my family's loyal butler,
Smithers had told me that my daddy has ordered my bags to be packed the
minute I had gotten home from school.
And then, after we had driven ourselves over to Betty's house and spotted her
waiting for us with her bags already packed, she had waved 'goodbye' to her
loving parents, placed herself inside our limousine and allowed the chauffeur
to drive us all straight to the airport, which was where we were lucky enough
to catch the flight to Hollywood.
And while we were zooming trough the skies and towards the place known as
Tinseltown, both Betty and I were looking at the clear blue sky outside the
plane and began to think about our good friends who were still at Riverdale
and enjoying a sundae or two at Pop Tate's Chocklit Shoppe.
As a matter of fact, I would still allow myself to let out a smile each and
every time I would picture -- in my own mind -- a certain Mister Jughead
Jones try to get Pop to let him have a banana split and put it on his tab,
which he has kept on avoiding to pay for quite some time.
Maybe it was because he was thinking about what brands of dog food he should
feed his pet pooch named Hot Dog. Anyway, as soon as our plane has landed
itself at LAX and we had gotten ourselves out of that plane, we had walked
inside the main building and gotten our luggage just in time to hear some of
the local kids screaming their heads off.
At first, Betty and I had figured that it was that they had figured that if
we were in Hollywood, the rest of our very own rock-music band known as the
Archies had got to be there as well, but that was not the case, for they had
ran past us just a terrified Reggie would zoom himself away from an angry
Moose Mason, who was charging towards Reggie for looking at his ladylove
named Midge Klump the wrong way.
And after we had also spotted that they were rushing themselves over to get
an autograph or two from the latest boy band -- I had forgotten which one it
was -- and allowed ourselves to let out a sigh of relief, I had turned my
eyes over to Betty in order to ask her a simple question, only to discover
that she has on her face the exact same expression that Ethel Muggs would on
hers whenever she spots Jughead walking down the street.
And when I had turned towards the same direction, I had let out a small
giggle, because I had noticed that she had spotted my newfound Hollywood
friend whose name was Timmy and who happens to be the not-so-fabulous
lookalike and stand-in for a certain fabulous movie star whose name was
Anyway, after I had introduced both Betty and Timmy to each other and she had
became so embarressed that she had apologized to him at least nine times, an
understanding Timmy has placed his gentle hand on Betty's shoulder and said,
"It's okay, Betty. It was a simple mistake. Even Ronnie had made it during
her last visit here. So, what brings you back to Tinseltown?"
And then, after I had told Timmy that my daddy has invited me along with him
on a business trip and I had asked Betty to join us as well, a friendly Chuck
Clayton-type smile has appeared on his face before he had taken a deep breath
and said, "Well, since that's the case. How would you girls like to stay at
my place? It has a wonderful ocean view."
And then, after I was able to convince my daddy to let us stay at Timmy's
place while he was conducting his latest business venture, both Betty and I
had placed ourselves and our bags inside Timmy's car and allowed him to
drive over to his house, where we had discovered that it actually was a
wonderfully-built home and that it actually had a magnificent ocean view.
And if I'm not mistaken, if Cheryl and Jason Blossom were right there with
us, they would had gone crazy over the entire place. Anyway, after the three
of us had walked into the house, Timmy had looked at both me and Betty and
said, "Say, I'm going to go into the kitchen to see what I should fix us for
supper tonight. If you want to do so, the both of you are more than welcome
to go take a shower."
And then, after we had decided that it had sounded like a good idea, both
Betty and I had walked into the bathroom, turned on the water, stripped off
all of our clothes, stepped into the shower and started rubbing soap all over
our bare-ass naked bodies, only to have us look at each other for a minute or
two and kiss each other ever so passionately on the lips.
Just then, after Timmy has walked into the bathroom to see if we were in need
of anything, he had taken a peek into the shower and noticed that Betty was
sucking on my firm breasts and pumping two of her own fingers in and out of
her hot, wet pussy, which -- in turn -- has caused Timmy to take all of his
clothes off and start stroking his stiff cock right where he was.
And then, after Betty has started licking all over my nude body -- all the
way down to my hot, moist snatch and carressing my stiff mounds, Timmy has
placed himself inside the same shower and placed his stone hard dick inside
Betty's asshole and his hands on my bare back, causing me to place my hands
on Betty's bare shoulders and say, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it,
Betty! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry, while Timmy fucks
you in the ass! Aaaahhhh!"
And then, after Timmy has taken his stiff cock out of Betty's backside and
allowed me to start sucking on it and began sucking on her firm breasts,
both Betty and I had suddenly realized that we were both able to experience
the one thing that we had never experienced with any of Coach Kleats' star
football players before, for we were both experiencing pure and untamed
erotica... and enjoying every minute of it.
Just then, after we had finished taking our shower together and moved
ourselves out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, the three of us had
placed our nude bodies on the bed just in time for Timmy to place his stone
hard dick inside my pussy and start licking on Betty's snatch.
And after she has placed her hands on my silky-smooth naked thighs and began
sucking on my tits, I had placed my hands on Betty's bare back and yelled at
the top of my lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, TIMMY! DO IT, BETTY!
TOUCH ME! SUCK MY TITS! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM!
And then, after the three of us had started moving ourselves harder and
faster and our lovemaking has finally became the newest player on Coach Floyd
Clayton's team, Timmy, Betty and I had came like an exploding atom during one
of Dilton Doiley's science experiements and collapsed due to exhaustion and
fell asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace.
Just then, on the following evening, the three of us were sitting on the
back porch, looking up into the night sky and stared at the many stars that
were sparkling right over our heads just before I had placed my gentle hand
on Betty's shoulder and asked, "Well, Betty? Are you still glad that I had
invited you to come with me to Hollywood?"
And after she had turned her eyes toward me and allowed a small smile to
appear on her own lips, Betty has placed her head on my shoulder, took a deep
breath and answered, "You better I am, Ron. And you know, it's too bad Archie
and Reggie are not here as well. They would really go bananas if they were to
see us like this."