Author: Belle

She Caught Us And I Don't Care

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It was just another Sunday in your marriage bed while your wife attended services. If she were as devoted to your cock as she is to the house of God, maybe I wouldn’t be here every weekend.

I was bent over her side of the bed with your rock-hard cock plunging into my too-tight, too-young pussy. She did tell you before she left that she wasn’t feeling well, but in your excitement to see me, you must have forgotten to be cautious. Because when the bedroom door opened, your prime and appropriately dressed wife caught me taking your cock I didn’t care. She stood there, mouth agape, staring into my eyes, and I stared right back.

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He Slapped Me Around

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Being a slutty little cock tease was bound to catch up with me eventually. Acting like a bitch who doesn’t care about your feelings is fun and all, but it doesn’t protect me when you decide to take charge. I’m so small compared to you. So powerless to actually stop you from making ME the bitch.

Greg taught me this lesson the hard way. We’d been flirting, and I’d enjoyed giving him blue balls for weeks. Until he finally snapped. We ended up alone in the walk-in freezer of the restaurant we both work in. Why are kitchen guys so nasty? He cornered me in the back of the soundproof box and shoved two fingers into my mouth while his other hand held the back of my head. His fingers rubbed my tongue and worked their way into the back of the throat. I was scared when I started choking, and he didn’t pull back. “Not so mouthy now, are you Bitchy Belle?”

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Wet Teen Panties

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You think you are the only perv calling me from their daughter’s room? I promise you, you fucking aren’t. Did you really think you were the only one with a tiny pair of her teen panties pressed to your nose or cock as you shamefully confessed to me how disgusting you are?

What is it about soaking wet teen panties that turns you on so much, anyway? I wonder if it’s the fact that you’re jealous they’ve been rubbing that sweet clit all day? Or how that tiny g-string nestles between her tender buttcheeks and smells like sinful heaven?

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Freaky Deeky

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Like Doja says, “I’ve been feeling freaky deaky. You’re on the way to see me, and you’re in the mood to please me.” I’m in the mood for some weird ass phonesex. As a slutty Teen Domme, I’m craving a filthy little submissive to do nasty things to. I’m talking stuff food in your asshole, slather your whole body in Vaseline and see how many Q-tips we can fit in your cum hole kind of freaky deeky.

I want a slut filming themselves dressed in pantyhose and ready to cum on a black plate so I can force him to slather his face in the mess he made for me. Are you as freaky deeky as me?

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Tea Party Entertainment

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“Now remember, boys,” I ran my manicured nails through Conner’s hair and yanked his head back to make sure he was paying attention. He kneeled before me and my gaggle of girlfriends. Naked and also kneeling beside him, Asher furiously jerked his cock. “Whoever spurts first is the loser and has  to lick up whatever puddles of goop you both spill.”

Conner’s green eyes met mine as I hovered above him, and he grunted. Both boys were pumping as fast as they could, trying to prove who had the better stamina and would be worthy of playing more games with the girls and me later. “Yes, Belle!” both boys answered, and the girls, watching them, burst out into laughter.

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Chastity Spectator

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Danny didn’t ask to be in chastity, but stupidly, he said he would do “Anything I say” just to date me. Who do boys do such dumb things? With an evil giggle, I agreed to go out so long as he let me lock his cock up. I don’t know if he thought I would change my mind at some point or if I’d choose to unlock and use him, but again, boys are dumb.

I locked his cock up in the smallest cage I could find and made him my Chastity spectator.

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Tug On My Landing Strip

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Some guys love a bald little pussy, and some like a thick bush, but everyone loves a landing strip. I get so turned on when a man is undressing me for the first time. What will his reaction be to that guiding strip of hair that directs him right to my goodies?

Will he lick it or rub it? I always hope he’ll tug on it. It feels so good when his fingers pinch around my curly blonde pubs, and he pulls on the follicles. Shivers race through me, and instantly, I get so wet.

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Bitch Up

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Walking down the hall, I heard a huge commotion from the boy’s locker room. As head cheerleader, I opened the heavy door to see what was happening. Right there, between the row of lockers and the wooden bench, was some nerd getting shoved and pushed by four football players. “Hey, yo, what the fuck!” I shoved between the players to help the cowering nerd sit on the bench.

His eye was swollen, and his lower lip was cracked. I dabbed it lightly with my pleated skirt, and the bigger boys laughed. “Look, he needs cheer-mommy to come save him.” They laughed as I glared up at them and knew there was only one way to get this nerd out of the locker room in one piece. He’d have to bitch up.

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Fire Burning, Fire Burning

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I’m a resourceful slut who’s very good at getting what she wants. Like when I saw that my ex-best friend’s boyfriend had joined the local fire department. There were plenty of ways to get back at her for being a conniving bitch, but honestly, this way just felt like too much fun to pass up.

I dressed in skimpy lingerie the night I knew he was at the firehouse and accidentally set a dishrag on the stove near the lit burner. The smoke filled my little apartment quickly, and I fanned the flames as they spread. Of course, I’d already called 911 before the accident happened, and within seconds, I heard the sounds of sirens.

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Chained-up Love Slave

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David loves me. He loves me even though I don’t love him. Every year, he asks me to be his Valentine, and every year, I say no. I let him stay at home and wonder what kind of dirty, disgraceful things I’m doing with the men he desperately wishes he could be.

This year, I thought I’d shake things up! When he showed up on my doorstep with roses and chocolates, asking me to be his Valentine, I asked if he’d do anything to make me say yes. The dude practically fell to his knees, agreeing that so long as I’d be his, he’d do anything and everything I asked of him. I pulled him through the doorway by his tie and growled in his ear, “Happy Valentine, my chained-up love slave.” Continue reading “Chained-up Love Slave” →