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Infiltrating the Serpents	By : TheChemist Category: M through R > Riverdale Views: 4054 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Infiltrating the Serpents Part 1
Show: Riverdale
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Betty / Jughead
Codes: MF, Oral, Public
Disclaimer: I do not own or have association with Riverdale nor its characters including Cheryl Blossom, Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Charles Jones or Betty Cooper. I make no money from this
Summary: Betty Cooper has been assigned to infiltrate the Serpents in Riverdale. They didn’t tell her to sleep with their leader; she did that part all on her own.

“Holy shit! Holy shit!” Charles Smith swore as he read something on his computer.
“What is it, Special Agent Smith?”
“I think we finally have a way into the Serpents,” Charles answered his colleague. Seeing a slightly confused look on his face, Charles added. “Riverdale’s Southside Serpents. Just get me junior agent Betty Cooper.”
Within a few minutes, the two Special Agents were joined by the young blonde, barely graduated from the academy and excited for her first assignment with the FBI. She had practically ran to the conference room, so the 22 year old took a few deep breaths outside to calm herself before entering.
“You asked for me, Special Agent…” Betty started.
“Just Charles…sis,” Betty’s older half-brother interrupted her. “And we have our opening.”
“The Riverdale case?” Betty asked excitedly.
“Riverdale? The Serpents? Why do we care about a local biker gang,” the other special agent asked. “They keep the violence to a minimum and the drugs are mainly contained to the town and surrounding region.”
“It’s not about them. But they will lead to taking out the Red King,” Charles explained.
“We don’t have anything concrete yet, but we believe Jason Blossom is funding the Serpents as his henchmen. If we can get dirt linking him on using the Serpents to lower property value, then have the Serpents cease their troublemaking so prices inflate again…” Charles explained.
“Then we nail the bastard with real estate fraud,” the other agent caught on. “So what has changed? Why the optimism?”
“Only a few hours ago, a young man with ties to the Serpents listed a room for sale in his house,” Charles explained as Betty pinned a picture of a very attractive and chiseled redhead on the cork board. “Archie Andrews is looking for a roommate and Betty’s application is already entered.”
“And the cover for Betty?”
“Local student at Riverdale College. Major in journalism,” Betty explained.
“Well then. Let’s go bag us the Red King.”
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1 Week Later
“Are you still slaving away?” Archie asked as he entered the shared living room of his family house.
“Yeah,” Betty groaned, leaning back with a wine glass in hand. “I have this paper due on Monday and I’ve been stuck.”
“Well I’m just waiting for a couple of the boys to show up then I’ll be out of your hair and off to the game,” Archie explained, sitting on the edge of the sofa. “Leave you in peace.”
“Hey Archie,” a man roughly the same age as Archie but in a beanie cap said as he entered.
“Juggy, this is my new roommate Betty. Betty, this is my best friend Jughead Jones,” Archie introduced the pair.
“Nice to meet you,” the blonde greeted. “I haven’t met many of Archie’s friends yet.”
“Well he doesn’t have many. He’s only got us Serpents,” Jughead explained.
“Serpents? Like, as in the Southside Serpents?” Betty asked naively.
“On in the same,” Jughead replied, turning around and displaying the big S on the back of his leather jacket. “Though Archie doesn’t wear the colors that often, he’s one of us as well. But he prefers living in his family home instead of in the park with the rest of us.”
“Well, anyway, we are gonna take off,” Archie said, rising from the sofa to end the conversation.
“Right. Wouldn’t be small town America without high school football under the Friday night lights,” Betty commented.
“You should come with us,” Jughead offered as they reached the door.
Betty kept the smile off her face as she pretended to mentally debate the offer. Finally, she spoke. “Well I could use the fresh air. Just let me go and freshen up a little.”
Betty rose from her seated position, leaning towards them as she rose so they got a big eyeful down her top. Though she was a little bit of a late bloomer, the 22 year old blonde now possessed a great set of tits that were barely contained in a C-cup. Not only that, but as she walked by the two men and headed up the stairs, they were given the wonderful view of her equally impressive ass. As big butts were all the rage these days, Betty had kept up with the trend, owning a booty that was wide, firm and perfectly rounded, giving her the status as a phat ass white girl.
“What are you doing,” Archie whispered, though Betty could still hear through the vents. “We have that thing afterwards.”
“It’ll be fine. We’ll make sure we send her off after the game,” Jughead countered. “Besides, she’s super fucking hot.”
“Would you keep it in your pants for a change,” Archie scowled at his best friend, who also happened to be the head of the Southside Serpents.
Jughead was the more forceful of the two men and so Betty ended up riding double on his motorcycle, leaving Archie alone for the ride to Riverdale High. Like in many cities across the country, high school football was the event on Friday nights, and Riverdale was no exception. The night was a little cool, which meant that Betty wore a tight fitting leather jacket over her white tank top, pairing it with jeans and knee-high brown boots.
After the game, the stands started to empty, but Archie pulled his roommate off to the side. “Listen, us Serpents have a few plans for after the game so are you okay getting yourself home?”
“I guess so,” Betty answered, though her tone clearly portrayed she’d rather stay with them.
“I don’t mean to get rid of you or anything. In fact, it was really nice spending time with you,” Archie explained, which drew an honest nod from Betty. “Listen. Things can get a little nasty after dark in Riverdale so it’s for the best if you go right home.”
“You mean with gang activity,” Betty said, taking a risk and hoping to learn more. “I mean, Jughead said you guys were in the Serpents and this is Serpent territory. But don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
They went their separate ways, though Betty did turn around to find Jughead talking on his cell phone. While that was normal, by his expression, it appeared that he was taking orders from the person on the other end of the call. Maybe even from the Red King. After all, who else would have the ability to order around the Southside Serpents? Once out of eye sight, Betty quickly and quietly double backed to overhear the end of the conversation between the Serpents.
“Okay, we go to Grove Street and fuck up local establishments,” Jughead ordered.
“Why there?” Archie asked.
“You think too much, Red,” Jughead told his best friend. “They owe us money. Therefore, we fuck up their shit. Now let’s go.”
Knowing exactly where they were going meant that Betty could get the cab driver to hang back and not alter them. Getting let off a block from the Serpents’ location, Betty crept closer and found the gang creating havoc. However, something unexpected was happening as it appeared the Riverdale police force, or local sheriff were coming in force. The Serpents were forced to scatter, but Betty observed that two cops were pursuing Jughead on foot as he took off down an alley that Betty knew led nowhere.
“Perfect. Time to earn their trust,” Betty thought to herself.
As the rest of the Serpents had taken off, they didn’t know their leader was about to be apprehended. This played perfectly into the undercover agent’s hand though, as it meant she could earn her stripes in the Serpents’ eyes. Seeing no other cops coming, Betty hustled down the alley and picked up a shovel from a pile near where Jughead was on the losing end of getting beaten up before an inevitable arrest. Sneaking behind them as quiet as a mouse, Betty hit the first cop with the flat of the shovel to the back of the head, instantly rendering him unconscious. Before the second could react, she wrapped the shaft of the wood around his throat and leaned back. It only took 30 seconds before the other cop was out cold, but still alive.
“Come on. This way,” Jughead told his gorgeous heroine.
Jughead and Betty ran hand-in-hand, making for the exit of the alley, though they were likely about to encounter more cops the second they did. So, Jughead turned at the last second and opened a door that Betty hadn’t seen before. Whether they were lucky or Jughead knew it would be unlocked, but the gang leader pulled open the metal door and walked into what appeared to be an old recreation center, or maybe a boxing gym. Rather than loiter at the doorway, Jughead continuing running down a hallway until he pulled Betty into the men’s change room before latching the deadbolt behind him.
“Fucking cops,” Jughead growled, looking in the mirror and seeing his split lip.
Betty couldn’t help but jiggle as she watched the Serpent pace the floor of the change room, dabbing at his busted lip. Despite being a hardened criminal, there was something hot about the man, who was still wearing the grey beanie. He wasn’t as buff or traditionally handsome as her red-haired roommate, but Jughead Jones had a certain aura about himself that excited Betty greatly.
“You know, you can really handle yourself,” Jughead complimented her as she approached the smiling blonde.
Betty should have said something. Anything, really. But instead, she did the one thing she absolutely should not have done. Her massive green eyes stared up into his eyes, then down to his split lips and up again. She just couldn’t help herself. Reaching out, she clutched his leather jacket and pulled him towards her. After a moment to realize what was happening, Jughead simultaneously grabbed Betty almost in a light chokehold, holding her head steady before crashing his lips against hers.
“Mhmm,” Betty moaned inside him.
The kissing was fantastic but became more escalated when he got his hands onto her. His paws were large, just like she expected but they had a gentle yet firm touch about them. He rubbed down the skin of her back down her spine until his fingers clutched her thick, bubbly booty. She moaned again with that as his other hand started at her jawline and traced down her neck until reaching her breasts, a location most men including Jughead always stopped to knead.
As good as his kissing was, she was happy when he broke the lip lock simply because of the end result. His lips planted small puckers down her jawline until he reached the side of her neck where the combination of his moist touch and hot breath was so arousing for Betty that she needed to wrap her arms around his strong frame to stop her knees from giving out on her.
His hands continued to roam her incredibly curvy body while she remained a puddle of lustful emotion. Despite this, Betty was still able to get her arms to function, using her nimble fingers to undo the zipper of his leather jacket. He broke all contact with her to shrug the jacket off his shoulders, throwing it back somewhere behind him before wheeling back to the undercover FBI agent.
“I want you to bend over the counter,” he told her, leaving no debate open.
“Oh yeah? Why’s that,” she asked, already turning around.
“So I can lick your cute little asshole,” he answered.
Betty was going to banter more with him, maybe ask him if he had x-ray vision in order to know how she had a cute little asshole since he hadn’t seen it before. However, the undercover FBI agent rationalized that she should keep her mouth shut, bend over and get her salad tossed by the guy clearly into that sort of thing.
And she did just that. Before she did though, Betty unbuttoned her jeans before starting to wiggle out of them. Juggy stopped her, willing to take over so Betty listened to the earlier instruction by being doubled over at the hips with her plump booty facing out towards him and her pillowy chest on the counter. It was exactly how he wanted her. He wasted no time and soon Betty felt hands ripping down her jeans, followed by her panties, until they were both around her knees so that her full ass was exposed.
“Oh…my…God,” Betty swore as his flat tongue licked through her folds.
Rather than go straight for her butthole, which he could now visually confirm was cute and tiny, Jughead aimed his attention at her twat. It was already a honey pot brimming with nectar and he liked the taste of her, even dipping his tongue deeply inside her pink hole to sample more. However, he really wanted to rim her asshole so that’s exactly what he did next.
Though some girls may not have known that they liked rimjobs, Betty was confident that everyone would love having their salad tossed by someone skilled at it. Hell, she definitely was and she was a big detractor of it initially, until someone opened her up to the idea. Now, as Jughead flattened out his tongue and swiped over the clean, puckered hole, Betty grunted in pleasure and even snaked her hand back to help press her face further into her thick cheeks.
“Ohhh,” she moaned again.
Betty was holding his head in position with her hand while her other pushed back against the wall closest to her in an attempt to get more of Jughead’s tongue wedged in her ass. The man had in fact switched tactics, going from simply lapping around the edges of her crinkled entrance to actually forming a wet point with his tongue and cramming it against the centre of her asshole.
“Tell me what you’re feeling,” he said before his tongue returned to licking her arse.
“Mhmm…it feels so good,” Betty moaned before adding. “You’re so fair inside me.”
As much as Betty was enjoying his oral treatment of her brown eye, she was going to like what he planned to do next more. Getting up to his feet, Jughead did a long lick down from her asshole, down her crack, over her pink hole and hitting her clit one final time. Betty screamed her appreciation as the thug got to his feet, his pants undone and around his ankles in the blink of an eye.
“Fuck. No condom,” Jughead swore, knowing he left his wallet back at the Wyrm.
“Don’t care. Need your dick…now!” Betty demanded.
His 8-inch cock was already rock hard, and though he was dry as a bone, Betty was the complete opposite. With one hand he used his fingers to separate her cheeks as much as possible while his more coordinated right hand stroked his hardened tool. He took one last glance downward, looking at her sexy ass with spit covered asshole and glistening twat.
“Fucckk…yes,” Betty groaned.
The grunt was in direct response to the Serpent pushing half his length into her pussy in one shot. He reared his hips back so only his tip remained in her wet confines before thrusting forward and this time he was successful in spearing the curvy girl with both big tits and a shapely ass with his entire manhood.
“So tight,” he grunted.
The whole situation made the encounter even hotter for Betty. Here she was, an FBI agent on her first undercover mission, and she was fucking one of the men she was having the sting set up on. And not just any member of the Serpents, but Jughead Jones, their leader. She hadn’t planned it, but after the fight, she always needed a pressure release and she found sex was the best for that.
Jughead was fucking her hard, there was no two ways about it. With each thrust forward his cock head guided back into her pussy, tunneling all the way in while the front of Betty’s thighs pressed harder against the countertop. His hands were busy, one hand usually around her ass to either separate to allow him to watch his cock spearing into her or simply kneading the curvy flesh. The other one was rubbing her back and occasionally using it to slap her bottom, using it to ripple and leave a red handprint.
“Fuck me,” she begged.
Betty continued to use her hands to push back towards him to meet his thrusts. She was pleased that he wasn’t being gentle with her, like so many men did based solely on the fact she looked like an All-American good girl. Rather than only use half his shaft on her, Jughead had no qualms repeatedly driving the whole thing deep inside her time after time. She didn’t think he could, but Jughead surprised her and ramped up the speed even more and she was all the happier for it.
“Yeah? Like this,” he asked, doing several slow but extremely hard thrusts.
“Ughhh…yes…awwhh…please,” Betty grunted.
Sweat was already developing a thin layer on her pretty face and she seriously worried that his fucking was actually going to break the sinktop she was laying on. Banishing that from her mind, she continued meeting his thrusts with as much force as she could while both his hands seized on her narrow waist to help rear her backwards.
He kept up his crazy hard force, slamming into her at a pace of once her second with her ass shaking in response. Based on the desperation in her voice and look on her face, Jughead was able to put it together that she needed to cum soon, and he’d happily give it to her. As if on cue, she screamed loudly.
“Make me cum! Cum all over your huge dick,” Betty begged.
Jughead didn’t change his approach too much as he maintained pounding into the undercover FBI agent with everything he had. He was nearing his own climax but knew he could survive long enough to have her squirt all over his member without fear of popping despite how tight her cunt was.
Remembering back when he was munching her tasty pussy and tiny ass, the Serpent ran his hand down from clutching tightly on her rounded hips and moved towards her clit. The nub instantly hardened under his touch and as he brushed it gently it proved too much for Betty. Jughead knew it was a successful move when he felt her go rigid, no longer pushing back at him while her back arched as the orgasm smacked her hard.
“OOHHHHH GGOODDDDDDD! YESSSS,” Betty screamed as she came.
Her pussy gripped so tight onto Jughead’s cock that it almost felt supernatural. He had to grit his teeth and hope that he could ride out her cumming, but that would only happen if he could pull out in the next few seconds. Finally though, Betty stopped screaming and though her face was frozen with a “O” for a mouth, it was clear to him that she was done.
“Needed that…so badly,” she huffed, coming back into the world again. “Now what could I do for you?”
“Well I wouldn’t turn down a quick interlude…” Jughead suggested, his eyes darting down to his glistening hard cock.
“A break from the hard fucking with a good dick sucking?” Betty finished his thought.
“Read my mind,” the Serpent grinned.
Betty instantly felt empty and sad when he pulled out of her snatch, giving her one last thrust just for good measure. However, she had finally reached a strong, powerful orgasm so she wanted to show her gratitude for the man responsible. Once his cock was out of her, she spun around and was on her knees, her skin feeling the damp tile floor of the changeroom.
“Like this,” she asked.
She wore a fake look of questioning as she stuck her tongue out and lightly licked at his dick, which looked even more massive in her tiny hand. She flashed her eyes up then gave him a mischievous smile before she irked him too much, opting to open her mouth wide and swallow half his tool in one go.
“That’s right,” he groaned. “Come taste yourself.”
“Mhmm,” Betty hummed as her head bobbed on his length.
“Ayyee…that’s it. Taste all your pussy juice,” he ordered.
To take his words as literal as possible, she pushed her face towards his groin as far as she could, which was considerable. Though his length measured 8 inches, she easily swallowed the first 5 without problem. With his tip at the back of her throat, she relaxed her muscles further and took the rest inside her gullet until her nose was buried in his thick patch of pubic hair.
“Fuck. Swallow that dick,” he hissed, fingers tightening in her hair.
“Thought you’d appreciate that trick,” she commented after slowly reversing course.
Betty repeated her deep throat move several more times and Jughead seemed to love it each and every time, well if his groans and fist clenching were to be believed. She inhaled him one last time, holding her mouth as long as she could before oxygen was needed, then she pulled away with several spit strings still connecting her lips to his shaft. After slurping them up with an audible noise, her attention was drawn by more words.
“Need back inside you,” he told her, looking down.
Before she could reply with more witty responses, his arms shot down and his hands hooked under her arms. With one sudden burst of strength, the Serpent hoisted Betty clear off the ground. It happened suddenly and just as quickly she found herself placed on the countertop, the cool surface of the surface sending a small shiver up her spine.
Betty reached down and gave his spit-coated cock a few long drags with her hand before placing him at her entrance. Jughead needed no further help as he stepped even closer to her and speared her on his rod once again.
“God, yes,” Betty gasped.
He pushed inside her until his hips met her much smaller ones then withdrew nearly all the way. She screamed again as he impaled her again, this time not pulling out more than halfway. He pummeled her twat like this, the close contact between the two causing their breathing to grow more and more ragged, with sweat starting to populate his skin. Jughead was ending up to be a great lay, steadily building her up towards another orgasm, a sensation of cumming twice in one session being foreign to the golden-haired beauty.
Jughead was preparing to pick up one of Betty’s legs and place it on his shoulder to open her hips wider, but the undercover FBI agent had other ideas. Clearly a big fan of his short yet hard thrusts from in tight, Betty hooked her legs around his waist. Her legs weren’t the longest, but they did the trick by digging her heels into his naked buttocks to help pull him into herself to the hilt.
God…uggh,” Jughead grunted.
The Serpent’s breathing was becoming more ragged with each passing minute, but so too did the volume of her screams. There was no taking breaks to relish the feel of her wet warmth so their mutual passion wouldn’t allow for it. Repeatedly their sweaty bodies thudded together, each contact making Betty’s big beautiful tits jiggle within her tanktop, which somehow hadn’t been torn from her curvy body..
“Harder,” Betty begged, the need written all over her adorable face.
“Oh I’ll fuck you harder,” he agreed.
His thrusting slowed but nearly doubled in power. Jughead reared back his hips at regular speed before burying himself inside the curvy girl with so much force that the counter shock. Rather than be harmed by the hammer blow, Betty screamed out in pleasure and dug her heels in harder.
Jughead was spurred on by her dirty talk, but it also meant he gave up any last hope of staving off his approaching orgasm. If he had slowed down and maybe changed position he could have gone for another handful of minutes, but he had come too far by this point.
“So close,” Betty moaned into his ear.
With each ridiculously sharp thrust, Jughead drew deep grunts from himself and howls from Betty. He pulled her in tighter, feeling her pillowy large tits on his rock hard chest as they both neared their release. Betty continued bucking towards him in an effort to outward portray the spasms of pleasure flowing throughout her curvy body.
“Cum all over my cock again,” he hissed.
His drilling into her was at a steady tempo as he tried to use his breathing to keep his orgasm far enough away to get her to climax first. He would be unable to snake a hand down and stimulate her clit this time, their bodies being too pressed together this time around so he had to do it just with his cock, not that he minded the challenge.
“Oh God…shhhittt….fuccckkkk,” Betty panted.
Jughead heard her screams then felt her body as it began quaking against his sturdy frame. He looked down in time to see her eyes rolling back into her head before they closed tightly and mouth slackened open. She did one last squeal before being rocked by the powerful second orgasm of the evening.
Her fingers clutched at his shirt and clawed the skin beneath while her thighs and pussy squeezed his waist and cock respectively. Betty’s skin flushed red, most notably on her face, and even as her pussy clenched his dick tighter and tighter Jughead kept gliding into her. He was too close to cumming to stop so he endured the bear hug until he had reached the point of no return.
“Need to cum,” he told her, pulling out.
Jughead had quickly evaluated the situation and determined several things. He couldn’t cum in her, well he could but didn’t like the risk of knocking the girl up if she was stupid enough not to be on birth control. They were out at a public place so cumming on her face would be too close to getting some in her hair, while her tits as a landing pad would likely ruin her tank top.
Betty seemed to know the score of it despite having her brain rattled with a second orgasm less than a minute ago. When she felt him move away and knock her legs from around his hips, she continued their momentum and hopped off the counter straight to her knees on the ground below.
“Mmm…uggghhhh,” Jughead grunted as he came.
He could feel the salt brine bubble up from his balls and travel on its path to eventually blast out of his tip and coat the back of her mouth. Betty had barely closed her lips around his tip when the first of his cum blasts splattered the roof of her mouth. She got over the surprise and started sucking his cock eagerly, drinking up as much of his salty load as quickly as his balls could squirt it into her mouth.
Eventually Jughead stopped pumping jizz into her, though Betty didn’t stop sucking for another handful of seconds despite the well running dry. Sure that she had collected every last drop, Betty finished taking down into her stomach the last of his load.
“Fuck,” they both panted after a few wordless moments.
Jughead helped the curvy blonde to her feet and gave her a kiss, the cum long since swallowed so he tasted not even a trace on her lips. Just like at the start, a simple lip lock turned into passionate kissing with their tongues rubbing and caressing. When they were both fully dressed and clothes straightened out, Jughead unlocked the door and took a look down the hallway, finding the coast clear.
“Okay. Looks good. Let’s go.”
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