Sep. 30th, 2015 at 10:52am
Bella watched the man stripping off his clothes in front of her. Jack was attractive; no one could deny that. He was also vain, narcissistic, and incredibly dumb. His most redeeming quality, in Bella’s eyes, hung between his legs. Jack had a huge dick. Bella intended to make use of that quality one last time before her father returned home. He dropped his trouser to reveal the semi-hard member that hung halfway down his thigh.
“C’mon, Bels,” he entreated. “This thing ain’t gonna suck itself.”
With an internal sigh, Bella dropped to her knees on the rough wooden floor, her small hand curling around the thick, hot shaft. She opened her mouth, feeling the silky, smooth skin glide against her tongue. The salty tang of him flooded her mouth as she bobbed her head along the length of his member, her mouth stretched to accommodate his size. Soon, the slippery taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth and his breath took on a moaning, gasping quality. His hands twisted in her thick, brown hair, encouraging her to move faster and take him deeper.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “God, your mouth is so hot.”
Bella pulled away with a small, secretive smile, climbing to her feet. He stared at her, slack-jawed. She untied the laces that held her dress together, shimmying out of them until she stood nude before him. His cock immediately began throbbing visibly as his eyes followed the lines and curves of her body. Bella knew she was attractive. Her breasts were firm and full, a handful for even the large farmhand in front of her. Their hard, brown nipples jutted proudly in front of her. Her long, brown hair curled in chocolate waves down her back, only just tickling the hollow above her ass. A small, tight triangle of brown curls hid the shy folds that protected her womanhood.
“Your turn, Jack,” she cooed. She backed up to her bed, climbing on top of the soft mattress and leaned back, her eyes on the boy who watched her every movement. Her thighs parted, revealing the tender, hidden pink flesh to his gaze. Without taking his eyes off her, Jack stomped forward. He dropped his head to her slit, his tongue flicking out. She leaned her head back and purred softly in her throat.
Bella had to teach him this stage. Jack was a handsome man, and he knew it. Because he could have anyone he wanted, he was used to just flipping a girl over and pounding her until his release. Bella wouldn’t let him near her until she’d had at least one orgasm.
Jack slipped a thick, meaty finger into her tight channel, and then two. She could feel him widening and stretching her passage and the responding wetness as he fingerfucked her. The dual sensations of his tongue on her clit and his fingers in her pussy soon had her writhing on the bed as a fine sheen of sweat covered her. She felt the familiar tightening sensation in her loins, a spring that tightened and tightened.
“Oh yes,” she whimpered, her legs moving restlessly in the sheets.
With that, Jack reared over her. Bella felt the blunt, hot head of his cock probing her secret folds. He moaned softly as he pushed slowly inside her slit, burying his exquisite length fully inside her. Bella loved this part, the feeling of fullness, the intricate and delicate sensations of his shaft moving inside her. She raised her hips to meet his, pumping against him. She closed her eyes, focusing on that tiny golden spring, wound tightly inside her. Her muscles were gathering inside her and the sound of her own panting mingled with her heartbeat in her ears before she cried out, her legs tightening around him. Her pussy spasmed and clenched around him. As she coasted down from her high, Jack let out a low moan, his dick thrusting deeper and harder.
“Don’t come inside me,” she hissed, waiting for his release. “I don’t want to get pregnant.”
With a jerk, he pulled out of her channel. Bella felt his cock twitch on her belly as it released a flood of seed, warm and slick against her skin. Jack hung over her, shaking after his release. She waited for him to move, but finally she pushed gently at his shoulder.
“I have to get ready for my father’s return, Jack” she said softly. “If he finds you here, like this, he may demand satisfaction.”
That prompted Jack to move. Fucking the town’s prize beauty was one thing; marriage was quite another. They cleaned themselves off and dressed in isolated silence. Jack hesitated as he left, trying to decide whether or not to kiss the young woman. Bella smiled at him, trying to hurry him out the door, dodging her head when he decided to kiss her as she escorted him to the hard-packed dirt yard. She shut the door behind him, quickly drawing the latch and breathing easily. She peered out the side window and saw him standing there, looking at the two chickens pecking at the dirt on the ground before he sauntered off toward town.
“C’mon, Bels,” he entreated. “This thing ain’t gonna suck itself.”
With an internal sigh, Bella dropped to her knees on the rough wooden floor, her small hand curling around the thick, hot shaft. She opened her mouth, feeling the silky, smooth skin glide against her tongue. The salty tang of him flooded her mouth as she bobbed her head along the length of his member, her mouth stretched to accommodate his size. Soon, the slippery taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth and his breath took on a moaning, gasping quality. His hands twisted in her thick, brown hair, encouraging her to move faster and take him deeper.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “God, your mouth is so hot.”
Bella pulled away with a small, secretive smile, climbing to her feet. He stared at her, slack-jawed. She untied the laces that held her dress together, shimmying out of them until she stood nude before him. His cock immediately began throbbing visibly as his eyes followed the lines and curves of her body. Bella knew she was attractive. Her breasts were firm and full, a handful for even the large farmhand in front of her. Their hard, brown nipples jutted proudly in front of her. Her long, brown hair curled in chocolate waves down her back, only just tickling the hollow above her ass. A small, tight triangle of brown curls hid the shy folds that protected her womanhood.
“Your turn, Jack,” she cooed. She backed up to her bed, climbing on top of the soft mattress and leaned back, her eyes on the boy who watched her every movement. Her thighs parted, revealing the tender, hidden pink flesh to his gaze. Without taking his eyes off her, Jack stomped forward. He dropped his head to her slit, his tongue flicking out. She leaned her head back and purred softly in her throat.
Bella had to teach him this stage. Jack was a handsome man, and he knew it. Because he could have anyone he wanted, he was used to just flipping a girl over and pounding her until his release. Bella wouldn’t let him near her until she’d had at least one orgasm.
Jack slipped a thick, meaty finger into her tight channel, and then two. She could feel him widening and stretching her passage and the responding wetness as he fingerfucked her. The dual sensations of his tongue on her clit and his fingers in her pussy soon had her writhing on the bed as a fine sheen of sweat covered her. She felt the familiar tightening sensation in her loins, a spring that tightened and tightened.
“Oh yes,” she whimpered, her legs moving restlessly in the sheets.
With that, Jack reared over her. Bella felt the blunt, hot head of his cock probing her secret folds. He moaned softly as he pushed slowly inside her slit, burying his exquisite length fully inside her. Bella loved this part, the feeling of fullness, the intricate and delicate sensations of his shaft moving inside her. She raised her hips to meet his, pumping against him. She closed her eyes, focusing on that tiny golden spring, wound tightly inside her. Her muscles were gathering inside her and the sound of her own panting mingled with her heartbeat in her ears before she cried out, her legs tightening around him. Her pussy spasmed and clenched around him. As she coasted down from her high, Jack let out a low moan, his dick thrusting deeper and harder.
“Don’t come inside me,” she hissed, waiting for his release. “I don’t want to get pregnant.”
With a jerk, he pulled out of her channel. Bella felt his cock twitch on her belly as it released a flood of seed, warm and slick against her skin. Jack hung over her, shaking after his release. She waited for him to move, but finally she pushed gently at his shoulder.
“I have to get ready for my father’s return, Jack” she said softly. “If he finds you here, like this, he may demand satisfaction.”
That prompted Jack to move. Fucking the town’s prize beauty was one thing; marriage was quite another. They cleaned themselves off and dressed in isolated silence. Jack hesitated as he left, trying to decide whether or not to kiss the young woman. Bella smiled at him, trying to hurry him out the door, dodging her head when he decided to kiss her as she escorted him to the hard-packed dirt yard. She shut the door behind him, quickly drawing the latch and breathing easily. She peered out the side window and saw him standing there, looking at the two chickens pecking at the dirt on the ground before he sauntered off toward town.
