Me and My Belle Pt. 02

"...thing!" she finished and then screamed unintelligibly. Her hands had moved to either side of my head and she was using them to keep her steady. By now, her thighs had started shaking and her hips were moving in a circular motion. Her breathing was more erratic, and a sheen of sweat covered every part of her skin that was visible. Her eyes had been closed while she grooved on the sensations I was giving her.

I quickened the pace of my fingers on her clit and g-spot while adding a small but quick thrusting into her. Within ten seconds I heard a low groan start in her throat.

"Fuck!" she hissed through clenched teeth. Her eyes opened and she looked down at me with the most intense expression I'd ever seen on her. "Suck me off...while I...CUM!"

I just managed to get her cock into my mouth when I felt her first spasm clench around my fingers. She was deathly quiet for the first few seconds, but when her nails started digging into my scalp and I managed to engulf her entire length, I gagged again and felt tears running down the sides of my face. Then I heard her make a huge gasp of air as her orgasm continued. "Yesyesyesyes! Fuck my pussy and take my big dick...ugh...you dirty...FUUUUCK!"

Her orgasm probably only lasted twenty or thirty seconds in total but it was enough to make my throat completely raw again. I wasn't gagging as easily or as hard as I was in the beginning but not having much practice, my throat was pretty much done for the evening. I'm sure I looked like a warmed-over mess, too. I pushed her away from me so I could reclaim my mouth and I sat back on my heels again. And though we were on a rug, I felt my knees now start to protest from the last ten or fifteen minutes of action. Fuck, I was just not a particularly good bottom.

Belle knelt in front of me and wiped the tears from my eyes and face and cleared the drool from my chin, cheeks, and throat as best she could.

"I'm so sorry! I completely lost my mind. I can't believe..."

I interrupted her and put my finger over her lips, "Did you...have...fun?"

Her mouth opened as if to say something but then closed before any words left her.

I tried again, "Did that feel good?"

Her expression lightened.

"Did I make you feel good?"

She nodded.

"Did you like fucking me?" She gasped. "Did you like making me take you down my throat?" She kissed me deeply. After a few seconds, I pushed her away. "Did you like making me your little cock-hungry bitch?"

"Yes, you little bitch! I liked topping you and I'm going to do it again right now!" She sat on the couch and started jerking her cock. "Stand up and strip for me. And try to make a show of it so my cock is still ready when you're done or there's going to be hell to pay on your ass."

I absolutely loved how she was talking. And not because I was a bottom or enjoyed being told what to do or relinquishing the perception of control. There's never been a submissive bone in my body. It was how connected I felt to her at this moment -- to how she was showing me what she wanted to do and what her fantasies were and to the intimacy of her allowing me into this world of hers. Perhaps more accurately, it wasn't the words she was using as much as it was her emotions that I was receiving that was such a turn-on. She was free and having fun and I was receiving that from her. It was intimate and wonderful. I liked making her happy and seeing her free herself from the shackles of guilt she had constrained herself with for so long.

I unbuttoned my shirt slowly while gyrating my hips. Our eyes were locked but I could still tell that she was stroking her cock with one hand and fingering her clit with the other under those heavy balls. I pulled my shirt open to expose my hairy chest and let the shirt fall off my shoulders and to the floor.

Her chest was heaving from her heavy breathing, though her breasts were still hidden under her sports bra. I unbuckled my belt and slowly slid it free. I tossed it over the couch and out of view. She kept jerking and frigging herself furiously. I popped the button of my jeans free and worked the zipper down inch by inch until it couldn't go any lower.

I spun quickly so I was facing away from her and turned my head to look at her over my shoulder. Her eyes were glued to my swaying ass which I was starting to expose by wiggling out of my jeans and boxers simultaneously.

"No!" she barked. Somewhat softer, she added while patting the center of the couch, "Not yet. Over here and on your knees."

I kicked off my shoes and put a knee on the couch. I bent down and touched her knee, but she just shook her head, grinned, and moved my hand to the back of the couch as she stood up beside me. I felt a hand pushing down on my back and another on my waist holding me stationary. The way she was leading was telling my body:Bend over and let me see that ass. I complied while watching her over my shoulder.

She straddled my ankles as they overhung the couch and then she brought her knees together and pressed on the outside of my thighs while grinding her cock into my perineum. This time, her lead was saying:And close those legs. I took the hint and brought my thighs, knees, and ankles together.

"Yesss! My little bitch wants to get fucked properly now, doesn't he?" Her hands were all over my ass now. At this point, I was trying everything to stay in the zone I had been in of enjoying her and her desires, but try as I might, I was only thinking about her pushing that monster up my ass dry.

Her hands jerked my jeans and boxers down to the middle of my thighs and I felt her drop her moderately warm plastic dick down onto the crack of my ass. I tried to get a better look at her over my shoulder when she held a bottle of clear liquid about three inches from my face. I couldn't make out any words because it was so close, so I focused on her expression. She was gleeful.

"Worried I'd cram this massive log up your cute little butthole without help?" She leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "You should have seen the look on your face. You look much more relaxed now, but you shouldn't. I'm going to fuck you hard until you make me cum." I felt her lubing up her fucktoy while she talked and right after she had finished speaking, she put a good lather on the outside of my asshole and inner asscheeks.

I have no idea where the lube came from. She must have brought it down with her, but I had been so transfixed on how sexy she looked and how hot that big fat dick of hers looked that I hadn't noticed her holding anything at the time.

POP! POW! SLAP! She hit my butt with some solid shots before lining up on my asshole. And then she pushed.

"Ugh!" I let loose as the first few inches slid home.

I tried to push outward as she worked herself into me, but the surprise of her quick and forceful thrust didn't help. I involuntarily tightened up before forcing myself to open up. It hurt, but when she paused, I got control and encouraged her with, "Is that all you've got for me?"

She pulled my hips toward her as she thrust forward. I couldn't tell how much she got in this time but I was ready for her so it wasn't painful this time around. I felt really full and my butt was definitely stretched wide open, but I wasn't hurting. I bounced back and forth on her cock a little and then felt her fingers sliding around my asshole. Must be more lube -- good girl!

And then another violent shove into me and a loud grunt from her, and probably an equally loud groan from me as I felt her balls on my taint and her harness rubbing on my ass. She leaned forward to lay against my back and her arms encircled my belly.

I had been pretty erect when she first exposed me, but I'm sure I softened nearly completely as she sheathed herself inside of me. I wasn't paying a lot of attention to my cock at the time, but I knew my body pretty well so let's call that an informed guess. But now as she started to saw in and out of me? I was rock hard with my cockhead swinging up and hitting my stomach with each thrust. Or it should have been hitting my stomach. It was slapping Belle in the arms probably. I'm sure she knew how my body was reacting to her trying to turn my insides out with her prosthetic limb. Or it sure felt as big as a limb buried up to the root in my asshole.

I was super turned on and I wanted to jerk off until I came, but I decided to focus back on her. It wasn't an easy decision because I wanted to nut like a stallion, but I started this for her, and I was going to end it for her, too. I lowered my hips some and started to meet her thrusts in time. I wanted to try to get some pressure on her clit somehow and this seemed the way to do it. Her balls were smashing into me with every thrust which meant that they were probably bottoming out into her as well.

She had straightened up now and for the last minute or so had really been working my ass over -- nearly completely pulling out and then quickly disappearing into me. Her hands were gripping my waist hard now and as I noticed over my shoulder, she was glistening with sweat. Her breathing had turned to constant grunting. I reached back to grab her waist and pull her into me forcibly. When she got quiet all of the sudden, I figured I had her. I pulled her into me and held her there while she ground her hips, so the root of her cock moved in a circle around my sphincter. She came before making a complete revolution.

"FUUUUUUCK!" she screamed as her body spasmed. Her nails dug into the flesh at my waist, and it felt like the tip of her phallus was in my stomach.

When that log came out of my ass, I decided I was 100% done with taking cock for the night. I straightened up and worked my boxers and pants back up before I stood up.WOAH! The blood rushed back into my legs and I almost toppled over. Mirabelle had staggered backward a little, too, and eyed me intently. I took a step toward her, grabbed her head in my hands, and kissed her deeply. Then I spun her around, lifted the two tabs on the straps attached to the back of her harness, and let the whole rig fall to the floor.There -- de-dicked! My throat and asshole sighed metaphorically in relief.

Now that I took an opportunity to really look at her, I noticed she was completely naked. The sports bra and stretch pants had disappeared at some point but I hadn't a clue when she had discarded them. The bra could have been pulled off easily, but I felt pretty oblivious at not noticing the yoga pants coming off. That should have taken a little time and effort to get rid of.

Regardless, her skin was moderately tanned without tan lines or blemishes other than the red marks around her waist, hips, and ass where the straps had rubbed her raw. I turned her towards me and quickly noted the similarity of her skin from the front. Her trim brown bush and full breasts were new sights to me, but her facial expression is what I concentrated on. Her eyes were half-lidded and she showed no emotion at all. She wavered on her feet and seemed ready to collapse at any second. I scooped her up and sat her on the couch. Her skin was on fire and she was soaking wet from sweat. I checked the wall clock. We'd gone at it pretty full bore for just over a half hour. Once that registered, so did the burning in my throat and ass. Wow, she definitely had put the proper fucking on me.

"Belle? You ok, baby doll?" I have no idea where that endearment came from. It just came out without much thought.

I kissed her forehead. Her raven hair was a mess and smelled like sweat and lavender. Her chest rose and fell as her breathing started to slow. I couldn't help but stare at her tits. She was a petite girl with a minuscule waist and hips that flared a little, but her tits were massive for such a slender girl. I would never have guessed from the clothes I had seen her in before that she packed such a major-league pair of knockers.

Her areolae were deep red, as big around as silver dollars, and flat and smooth. Each nipple was as thick as my pinkie finger and long enough to land in the super erotic category -- probably three-quarters of an inch long. There were faint triangles over each breast where the skin was slightly lighter. I could imagine her massive nipples announcing their presence under her bikini top like two circus tent poles.

"Mmm," she purred as she started to shift and then stretched like a cat. Her eyes caught mine and she gave me that lopsided half grin, "You make a really good bitch."

I couldn't help but laugh before responding, "Well, somebody let herself get into it, didn't she? I'm a good bitch, huh? I thought you said you wouldn't be able to let go and enjoy it."

She sat up enough to plant a kiss on my lips.

"I listened to you. Or it finally registered when I got upstairs, I guess. I told myself that if I was going to do it, I was going all in. At the top of the stairs, before I took that first step down here, I decided to make this just like my fantasies." She shrugged, "So. Yeah. I knew I was going to make you my...um, bitch." She covered her mouth and giggled. "Sorry!"

She kissed me again. This time it was different. It was slow. It was tender. It was deep. My cock, which had gone to sleep after her orgasm, started to wake up. Suddenly, she broke off our kiss and stared me in the eye.

"What?" I asked.

She glanced down at her breast. My hand was cupping it firmly and her nipple was squeezed between my thumb and forefinger. Whoops! Instinct had kicked in, it appeared. This seemed to indicate to me that my body and mind were of one accord at this point:It was high time I fucked this girl!

Her expression was serious. Her mouth opened and a sigh escaped slowly. I squeezed harder and she nodded. She was still sitting back on the couch and I was kneeling on the floor just to one side of her closed legs. I used my free hand to grab the thigh closest to me, lift it toward the ceiling, and then down on the other side of my body so now I was between her parted thighs. With one hand, she encouraged what I was doing to her breast and with the other, she started to play with her clit again.

"Fuck me," she whispered.

I pushed my unzipped jeans and boxers down to my knees and dropped the head of my turgid member right onto her clit. She gasped and then took firm hold of me just behind the head and started to rub the tip over her slickened clit. I reached under her knees to hold her legs up and open as I gripped her slender waist and pulled her toward the end of the couch. As soon as she positioned my cockhead at her entrance, I thrust hard until I ended up completely inside of her sopping wet hole.

"FUCK!" we exclaimed in unison.

I pulled out slowly and thrust hard into her again. I continued to push into her though I didn't have any more cock left to give her.

"I'm so fucking turned on, Belle. I want to turn your pussy inside out after how horny you've made me." I ground my pubes into her clit.

She turned her attention from the point of our coupling to lock eyes with me. Her mouth opened and she nodded repeatedly while hissing from behind clenched teeth, "Then fuck a hole through me, you big dicked bastard!"

That did it. I lifted her legs and put her ankles on my shoulders so that I could really let loose on her. My massive hands nearly completely encircled her tiny waist as I pinned her down on the couch. I began pumping my full length in and out of her with enough force to ensure she was impaled deeply and with a fury that belied my immediate need to cum. Her massive udders were bouncing in time to my hard thrusts, and after they smashed into her chin a few times, she placed her hands under her breasts and pinched her hardened nipples between her middle and ring fingers. She was less gentle on her dugs than I was being to her pussy. I tried to correct that discrepancy and cranked my intensity up to match hers.

"Harder! Fuck me harder with that big, fat cock!" she grunted as I continued trying to split her in half on my rock-hard prick.

My balls were boiling by this point. Knowing I wasn't going to be able to hold back any longer, I gave her the only warning I could, "I'm going to make a mess of that dirty cunt, baby girl."

"Do it! Cum in my pussy! Make a sticky mess inside of me." With that, she released her breasts and used her hands against the back of the couch to fuck into me in rhythm with my forceful final thrusts before the dam holding back my orgasm broke.

"Ugghhhhh!" I groaned as I shot the first wad of spunk into her well-fucked snatch. She gasped loudly, screwed her eyes closed, and grabbed my wrists as her orgasm kicked off, too. As I unloaded my second rope into her, I felt her nails digging into my wrists painfully. I gripped her waist tighter for the next few pumps of cum.

She continued to shudder from her orgasm and only managed a weak, "I can feel your cum inside me, Hunter."

She was going to feel more as I wasn't even halfway done yet, though I was past the most intense part of my orgasm. I kept thrusting into her for another five or six times until I was about done pumping cum into her, at which time she came again with a smaller orgasm. For my part, I just held her legs and tried to keep her from squeezing out my flagging member.

After a few seconds' pause, I lowered her feet to the floor on either side of me and allowed my softening cock to slip from her extremely cummy pussy. She was a completely fucked mess with a trail of her juices and my spunk running down her pussy, perineum, and asshole before dripping every few seconds on the rug below. She held her arms open for me so I leaned forward and laid on her tummy, trying my best to get my arms around her shoulders. I felt her arms encircle my back and just enjoyed laying there on her warm sweaty body for a minute while we recovered and cooled down.

Fuck, I was completely wiped out and couldn't move, so I told her in a very weak voice, "Belle, doll? I think I'm just going to pass out now."

Her head ran through my hair slowly. "Poor baby. You look so worn out. Give me the remote first and then you can sleep."

I stayed put except for a slow reach of my hand behind me to the coffee table.Please be there. Eureka! I found it without having to turn around and kill my buzz.Now, blessed sleep, embrace me! I handed the remote to her and was asleep before I heard another sound from the TV.