Belle is my lady and this is a story that she shared with me from just before we got together and has allowed me to post. If it gets a good reaction, she said she would allow me to share others.
Belle is a 5’8″ soft curvy Milf who is a PAWG with nice firm C cup breasts, an amazing smile and a delicious love of sex.
Working the floats at Mardi Gras is filled with long hours, commitment and pageantry. Friendships are built and alcohol flows, which often leads to flirting. Belle was no exception and Marty was her chosen counter. They shared a float and had lots in common. Over the course of the weekend, hours of seemingly benign flirting had her mind racing and by sunday nght it was palpable. While they shared time during working hours, freetime was spent apart with their regular friends.
Late Sunday night she found herself headed back to her room but she wasn’t ready to sleep; the night wasn’t over yet. Primed with alcohol she freshened up in her room and headed back out. Intent on an unplanned and unannounced rendezvous with an unsuspecting friend. Wandering the halls she found herself in front of a door; ‘room 324 he said’ she thought to herself. Heart racing with anticipation, her hand nervously rose to knock on the door, softly at first. She waited, nerves growing. No response. As her mind raced as to whether it was the right room, her hand raised again and this time the knock came surprising loud, startling herself.
“One sec” she heard, nerves slightly abated by the familiar voice. The door opened and there he stood. In jeans and a t-shirt, a smile came to his face as she slipped past and the door closed behind her. Their bodies came together, lips ravaging each other’s without a single word being said. Passionate and urgent, the kiss raged as their hands became bold. With one hand on her ass, his other roamed higher, tearing at her shirt and grabbing at her breast firmly. As he pushes her back against the door, her hand roams between them feeling his chest before dropping lower. Through his jeans, she could feel him swelling in response.
Pushing him back a bit, she tears at his pants. She needs him bared, and she needs him bared right now. Reaching in she wraps her fingers around him and drawing him out while simultaneously dropping to her knees. In the dim lit room, she smiles, pleased with what is before her. While barely above average in length, he is deliciously wide, challenging her smile to open wide enough to take him between her lips. While her lips and tongue explore his cock, he kicked off his pants. His cock wetted with her spit fills her mouth as she gags herself a bit on it size. Soon, he is slowly thrusting against her efforts. For a few brief minutes, they both enjoy the feeling of his swollen manhood in her eager and talented mouth.
Reaching down, he tears the shirt from her body and draws her up to strip away her pants. All her clothes thrown in a pile by the door, he grabs her by the hips and carries her to the bed. Throwing her on to the bed, he falls between her wide spread legs. His mouth goes sttaight for her tits, sucking and kissing at her succulent nipples. Head back, she enjoys the ravaging of her tits, and the feel of his body on hers. Suddenly she feels him thrust forward, her eyes wide open and an equally sudden gasp, Marty’s wonderfully fat cock is buried balls raw deep inside her. Belle reeling and stretched full from the sudden penetration, tries to catch her breath as he withdraws and drives in deep again.
Thrusts come at random intervals, slowly building to a rhythm as he continues to enjoy kissing and gently biting at her firm nipples.
“Harder” she offers and he responds by biting a little more.
” No, harder”,she proclaims. Soon his teeth are firm in her flesh, while he continues to drive his cock into her. Her pussy opened and her lips wetly kissing every inch as it is forced into her. Deep hard thrusting of his fat cock and his teeth sharp on her flesh soon have her gasping and praising divine creation. Her nectars flood over his cock as she reaches nirvana for the first time of the night.
As the cloud of orgasmic bliss rises, “fuck me hard from behind, i want your fists in my hair”, she instructs. Pushing him off she assumes the present position,on all fours, legs slightly spread, her back beautifully arched and her ass high and proud.
I can personally attest to this being an amazing sight and sure to encourage any man to give her their all. From her recounting, he was no exception.
He moved in behind her, his cock glistening with her nectars in the light of the room. Reaching out he roughly grasps his fist into her medium length brown hair, drawing her head back enhancing the arch in her back. His aggressiveness eliciting a moan and an enticing wiggle of her hips. Her little shake is rewarded with a sharp little smack followed by his cock spreading and filling her again. Thrusts fast and hard follow, his body pounding into her. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the rhythm section to the chorus of grunts and moans as cummies wash over her ravaged body again amd again. The scent of sex filling the room as the assault continues until with a final thrust and pull at her hair, Marty unloads and floods her ravaged pussy. With his seed mixed with hers and leaking down the inside of her thighs they fall to the bed to recover. Labored breaths ease and heart rates drop in warm embrace.
After a brief respite, Belle’s hand brings Marty back to life. Engorged and standing tall again, she takes saddle atop him. Undulating and grinding her hips, his girth stretches and fills her. His fists gripping her hips drawing her against him so tightly, it was later discovered, she had bruises. Fucking down on his shaft, Belle’s ecstasy comes back around fast with her own hands grasping hard at the flesh of her tits. As her passions breech the precipice of ecstasy she collapses down on Marty.
Lips finding lips, tongues intertwine. Needing to earn that last release, Belle’s lips drift lower, kissing their way down Marty’s body. Her hand grasping his well wetted shaft, her fingers glide over it’s length. Working the base with her hand, her lips carress the tip. Their combined juices wet her mouth as her lips part and take him in. Slowly working her way down, Marty’s hands find the back of her head pressing Belle’s head down. Relaxing her efforts, she lets him take the lead and set the pace. His fists knotted in her locks, he picks up the pace. Forcing Belle’s head down against his thrusts, his fat cock fills her mouth, testing her throat. As passions build, the pace and force escalate. Pushing for climax, he batters her throat with the head of his cock. Spit drools down her face. One final thrust buries him deep, his cock erupting his load and flooding Belle’s mouth. Swallowing hard like a good girl, she barely loses a drop. Finally sated he relaxes and releases her head. Exhausted in post orgasmic bliss he collapses back on the bed. Her night complete, Belle throws on her cloths,and slips out. With Marty’s cum fresh on her lips and oozing down her thighs, a well sated Belle slut walks her way back to her room.
BTW she knows this was posted, if you have any comments or questions, feel free. I know she would being excited by them.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9eoeru/gfs_mardi_gras_serendipity_a_true_tale_of_a