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Belle is relaxing in her room after a long boring day, thinking about how much more fun life could be if she wasn’t stuck in her lame little town where everyone knew everyone else. It was getting dark out and she was laying on her bed, relaxing in red plaid pajama pants and a sheer pink cami that did little to hide even her soft nipples. A slight smile forms on her light pink lips as her blue eyes stare at the ceiling; her hands immersing themselves in her seasonally darkening blonde hair. It had been a boring couple of days, but getting off to the events of her “disastrous” mall trip as often as she can helps pass the time. Just the thought starts to make her wet again. She remembers that no one else is home, and decides to have some fun while she can. She closes her eyes, thinking about every time she was used on that eventful day. The first guy was her favorite, and she gently brushes her hardening nipples through her shirt with her hands. Her nipples are becoming even more clearly visible through her thin shirt now as she continues playing with her sensitive tits. “Thank god,” she thinks to herself, “She never has to worry about wearing a bra unless her make her.” She thinks about Scott playing with her nipples as she stood in that parking lot, wearing nothing but her panties. Just as she begins to really lose herself to the delicious memories, she hears the doorbell. Freezing, she prays that whoever it is would just leave, so she can continue playing with herself. She curses under her breath as the doorbell rings again, angry at whoever it is that insists on interrupting her “me” time. With a grimace, she grabs her phone, and slipping it into her pants pocket, she heads downstairs to see who it is.
He rings the doorbell again, and glancing around, checking for anyone who might take notice of him being there in spite of the darkness. Forsaking the doorbell, he tries knocking, silently willing for her to answer the door faster. He knows she’s in there, and he knows she’s alone. The porch light comes on and he notices the blinds move, so he stops knocking and waits. And waits. After a minute he smiles, and says loud enough for someone inside to hear, “I know you are in there, you better the answer the door before someone sees me here now that the light is on.”
She stands there panicking, she was just thinking about him and now he is standing at her door. “How could he have found me?” she asks herself. Her heart races and she doesn’t know what to do; she is terrified of opening the door in case any one of her neighbors sees him and her talking. She considers running to her room, leaving him standing outside, even though she heard him say he saw her. Running up to her room sounds more and more appealing, when she hears him, “Hey, you need to look out the window for a second. If you don’t, you’ll regret it.” She slides back over to the window and tries to look out without making any signs he might notice. She slowly edges over until she gets a decent view of him, she freezes. Her mind goes blank at what she sees; him standing there with that predatory grin, holding what can only be her wallet.
His smile gets a bit more pronounced as he makes out her sneaking a peak through the blinds. “If you want this back, you better open up. I’d hate to have to come back later, when your parents are home. And the longer I stand here, the more people that will see me.” He continues holding up the wallet when the porch light goes out. He stands there until finally, he hears the door unlock. He waits for another minute but the door never opens. He chuckles under his breath as he steps up to the door, and turning the knob, he pushes it open. He sees her there, trembling, standing well away from the door, watching his every move. The first thing he notices is her hard nipples poking through her thin shirt. “You dumb slut, answering the door looking like that, you are just begging to be fucked.” he says as he steps in through the door. He stops just far enough in to be able to close the door behind him. He grabs it, holding it open with his right hand. With his left, he holds up the wallet, “If you want this, you are going to have to earn it.” he says with a bit of menace in his voice.
His rough voice sends a tingles down her back, as if his words transfer conduct straight into her nerves. She continues staring at him, a light from upstairs barely illuminating his flat blue eyes. She remembers how his dark, wavy hair and shaved face felt against her skin the last time. She can feel the wet spot between her legs grow as she recalls how his chest felt against her back, and, looking down slightly, she sees the hint of his wonderful cock hiding inside his tight jeans. She licks her lips thinking about how he tasted last time, before looking back up at his face.
“Someone you don’t know walks into your house and you eye fuck them like that, you really are the biggest slut I’ve ever met.” he says shaking his head back and forth with a grin on his face. He let’s go of the door and motions for her to come closer, “Well cocksucker? You aren’t going to be able get any cum from all the way over there.” He can see the shiver run through her body at hearing his words, and how she trembles while taking one hesitant step at a time towards him.
She’s trembling like a leaf when she finally stops in front of him. She hears the wallet drop to the ground behind him, causing her to glance behind him. Her eyes widen as she realizes anyone can see what is happening through the wide open door. Her panic is evident as her eyes dart back to his face, as she scrambles to think of an excuse to stop what ever is about to happen. “Please, I can’t do this, anyone might look over here and see what is going on.” she whispers. In response, she sees the door swing behind him, slowly closing behind him, but he stops it with his left hand. They are both now obscured by sight by the door, but it was only half way closed. She could feel the cool air against her bare arms and shoulders, causing goosebumps and the hair to stand up on her arms. Looking down to hide the desire plainly visible on her face, she tries one final desperate plea, “My parents could be home at any minute, please, just leave my wallet and go.”
“If you don’t want them to catch you, you better hurry up and get to it. You know what I’m here for.” he says with his predatory grin now back on his face. He lifts both his hands up, lightly brushing his fingertips against her hard nipples, the thin cloth doing little to mask the feeling of his rough fingers and he sees her respond with a shiver. He continues playing with her nipples with one hand, hearing her breathing quickening as he brings his right hand up under her chin. Pulling her chin up, he looks into her beautiful blue eyes. Holding eye contact, he firmly holds her chin, running his thumb over her warm lips before pushing his thumb into her mouth. He sees her eyes close and can feel her immediately begin sucking on his thumb while running her tongue back and forth on it. He feels a twinge in his cock as he pulls his thumb out, and moving his hands to her shoulders, he slides them under the straps of her shirt. He continues looking at her closed eyes, her mouth open slightly, as he pulls the straps outwards, away from her shoulders. She lets out a moan as the cami slides down her body. The soft, smooth fabric sliding down her hard, pink nipples, catching and slowing it until it slips off them completely, gathering on her hips. He runs his fingertips down her arms, feeling the goosebumps on her skin. He enjoys how she trembles the entire way down, until he gets to her hands, then he moves his palms to her hips. Sliding his hands under the crumpled cami on her hips, he hooks a finger under each side of her pajama pants. Leaning down, he gives her nipple a quick nibble as his head passes it, and is rewarded with a moan as he pulls her pants down. He sees the dark, wet spot in her red, tiny panties, and snorts, “You must not have been fucked today, look at how wet you are already, and my dick isn’t even out yet.” He runs his hands back up the outside of her smooth, tan legs until he’s standing. He rubs the wet spot between her legs with his left hand, causing her to moan again, as he lifts his right hand to the back of her head and, getting a good grip of her hair, he uses it to turn them both so they are perpendicular to the doorway, causing his body to be partially visible in the open part of the doorway and her to be completely hidden by the door. He slips a finger under her panties and rubs the lips, up and down, then he is rewarded with a gasp as he slips his middle finger inside of her. He can plainly see how good just curling his finger is for her. Just as she starts another moan, he give her a hair a sharp tug, causing her to open her eyes. Taking his left hand out of her soaked panties, he brings his left hand up and puts his wet finger into her mouth. He looks in her eyes, her pupils dilated from the pleasure, and he feels her tongue working against his finger, tasting herself. He holds eye contact with her as he pushes her down to her knees, pulling his finger out of her mouth with a audible pop. Seeing how sad she is at the absence of his finger from her mouth, he tells her, “Don’t worry, cocksucker, we’ll get something in that mouth. Something much more fun then my finger.” Keeping a handful of her dark blonde hair in his right hand, he unzips his fly with his left. Never breaking eye contact, he slips his rock hard dick out of the fly.
She lets out her breath at the sound of him unzipping his pants; the anticipation of what’s to come makes her lick her lips as her heart races. She keeps looking into his eyes while listening to the rustle of him pulling himself out, and then she feels him pull on her hair, directing her head and mouth towards his dick. Feeling the warm smoothness of the tip of his dick, she immediately parts her lips and takes him into her mouth. His cock tastes even better then she remembers, and she closes her eyes for a few seconds in pleasure, savoring the taste. She slowly works her tongue back and forth on the tip while bringing up her hands. With one hand she tries to massage his balls through his pants while she starts stroking his shaft with the other. She can feel the wet spot in her underwear grow as she begins slowly stroking up and down on his hard dick, trying her best to maintain eye contact. She wants to take her time, savoring every stroke, in and out. She smiles around his dick when she starts to taste his pre-cum, and begins taking her time sucking on the tip, so she can enjoy every drop. In the process she forgets about his eyes, her eye lids drooping, as she gets truly lost in the taste of him.
“I thought your parents were coming home soon? The way you are sucking that dick, you’d think we got all day. Did you get so cock hungry you forgot? Or do you get off on the thought of them walking in to see what a cum dumpster their daughter is?” he asks her, watching her and enjoying the feeling of her worshiping his cock. He lets out a sigh of pleasure as he feels her hummmmm on his cock in response to his questions. He re positions his hands and grabs two handfuls of her hair as he says, “You hear what I said you stupid slut? You don’t have time for this.” He sees her eyes open wide when he pulls her down onto his cock as far as it will go. He feels her gag and pulls her back up allowing her to look up at him for a second. “I’m going to fuck your throat, and you are going to love every second, aren’t you? You fucking whore.” he grunts and he pulls her back down, and up. He begins picking up his pace, causing her to put her hands on his thighs, trying to slow him down a bit, but she can do little against the strength of his grip on her hair.
She can feel tears running down her cheeks, making it difficult to see as he continues fucking her face. The only thing she can hear is the guluk guluk guluk of his dick with every thrust, echoing off the walls of her parents home. She barely registers movement in the corner of her left eye, and disregards the suddenly cooler air against her skin, not caring what it might mean. She is too busy trying to time her breathing between his thrusts. Her clit throbs as she thinks about how this man is using her like this in the home she grew up in. She keeps one hand gripped onto his thigh while her right drops between her legs. She begins rubbing herself through her panties, her moans continuously interrupted by his dick hitting the back of her throat, making the timing of her breaths precarious. It gets difficult to breathe, causing her to cough some thick saliva onto his cock. The loss of oxygen begins to cause her vision to darken as stars flash before her eyes. Her hand slips inside her panties and she rubs her throbbing clit directly, almost instantly causing her to cum, hard.
He feels her body tense up and spasm against his grip. He holds tight as she seems to no longer hold herself up, lost in her orgasm as her eyes seem to roll back into her head. “What kind of dumb slut gets off while being face fucked? he barks at her in between grunts. He feels himself getting close, so he holds her up by her hair and continues fucking her face, slowing his pace slightly. He can feel her gag and cough on his dick again and this extra stimulation pushes him over the edge. His muscles clench, and he keeps holding his dick deep in the back of her throat. He feels her struggling to breathe as the first spurt of cum hits the back of her throat. Immediately she begins gagging and coughing more, and he makes a decision. He starts pulling her mouth off his dick, and as her coughs force the first spurt of cum out her nose, his second spurt fills her mouth. She coughs again, struggling to get air through her cum filled mouth and nose, and tries to catch her breath as he pulls his dick out of her lips, just in time for the third rope to land on her face.
She wheezes and tries to catch her breath, as the waves of ecstasy continue crashing through her body. She can feel the burn as cum drips out her nose and the taste of him fills her mouth. She’s lost in her fading orgasm when she feels the hot, sticky rope of cum hit her face, moaning as the sensation sets off a small aftershock orgasm. She hears him grunt as another hot line of cum is drawn from her forehead down across her closed eye. She feels a little more cum dribble onto her forehead as she revels in the feeling of his hot seed on her face, in her mouth, and dribbling out of her nose. She can barely breathe, but that only seems to draw out her orgasm, as it continues to slowly fade away. She coughs again, causing some of the cum laden saliva to drip on her chest, her nipples as hard as diamonds. “Next time, you should trying swallowing it. I’d think a cock hungry cum slut like you would be better at it. Now don’t move, I’ll be right back, you cum rag.” she hears him say, keeping her eyes closed so his cum. doesn’t get into her eye. She hears him step by her, and the slight ruffle of cloth. More steps, away from her in the other direction, sounding like he’s outside. She can see the flash through her eye lids, and after a few seconds, the muffed vibration of a phone notification in someone’s pocket. She hears a thump of something hard landing next to her as he says. “I’ll see you again real soon. A good cum dumpster like you needs to be filled often or it loses a sense of purpose.” Again she hears footsteps, down the sidewalk and away as he leaves. She leans back and sits on her feet, a feeling of exhaustion coming over her from her orgasms. She sits there, not wanting the moment to end. The sensation of his cooling, sticky cum drying on her face, making her feel even more horny, until she realizes where she is. Opening her one clear eye, she panics at what she sees: the door wide open. In a frenzied rush she scrambles on her hands and knees over to the door, slamming it shut, and leans against it as her heart pounds. She sees her phone on the floor next to her wallet, and almost falls over trying to pick them up. Sitting in a crumpled heap on the floor, she unlocks her phone only to be greeted by a picture of her kneeling, covered in cum, with a content smile on her face. You can clearly see the front of the house and house number in the photo; it was taken from outside on the sidewalk. She realizes that the movement she caught in the corner of her eye while he was fucking her mouth and cold air was the door being opened up all the way. Anyone walking by or looking out their window would have seen her on her knees, with his dick fucking her face. She gets wet again at the possibility of someone having seen her, while panicking at the thought of her parents finding out. Her thoughts are interrupted by a text notification. She brings it up, and she sees that someone sent the picture to themselves from her phone. “Something to show the boys when I tell them about you.” the text reads. The risk of more pictures of her being out in the world give her anxiety but the thought of what she might have to do keep things quiet excites her. She knows she has to clean up everything before her parents get home, but the urge to cum again is too strong. She lays back on the floor, and pulls her panties down her thighs and begins fingering herself. With one hand inside her, she takes the other and wipes some of the cum off her face. She uses his seed to rub her clit, and between both hands, quickly brings herself to another small orgasm. Once the pleasure fades, she tries to get up, but fails; her legs too weak and tired to support her. So she begins crawling towards the kitchen to get some paper towels to clean up the mess she left on the floor.
Thanks to my friend for proofing and offering helpful suggestions and thank you my slutty muse, u/Additional-Reply3415, check out her profile if you want to see what Belle gets in to in real life :)
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