SLAM HER(52)

“You’ve got nothing to compare me to,” I said.

“I don’t need anything else to compare to,” she shot back.

I took my shirt off and Belle lowered her arms.

Those perfect tits just hung there, her nipples visibly erect. She opened her jeans and leaned forward as she slithered out of them. Not wearing panties this time provided a really good look for Belle. Seeing those jeans down at her ankles and the smooth cut of her * drove me wild. When she stepped out of her jeans, I watched her slit open and close, as though it were calling to me.

Belle then stepped back to the bed and sat down. She seductively opened her legs - like she had done the night she was drunk - and I looked at that sweet * of hers. My mouth was suddenly parched. I needed a little taste of that clit before I went back inside her.

She wasn’t expecting the move I made as I dropped my jeans and boxers, kicked off my boots, and came at her with my huge cock stiff like a rod. I dropped to one knee and grabbed the insides of her thighs. She let out a cry and grabbed at my shoulders.

“Easy there, kitty,” I said. “You going to cut me again?”

“Only if you do it right,” she purred.

I had to give it to her - one round with my cock and she was suddenly a sex expert and learned how to f*cking flirt like the best. Top that with those pretty eyes and her natural beauty and she was a total death threat.

Fuck that… she’d already killed me.

But it was worth it.

I winked at her and moved forward. My mouth latched to the hood of her clit, my tongue peeling her back like I was licking a stamp. Fuck, babe, there was a special delivery coming very soon.

Belle sucked in a breath and thrust herself at me. My tongue rolled around her clit, savoring her sweet flavor. All I wanted was a taste. So that’s what I got and then I started to kiss up her body. Kiss after kiss, I realized I was going slower than normal. I wanted to kiss all those little spots on her body. Just below her belly button. Just above it. Kissing the bottom of her ribs. A little freckle just below her right breast.

Shit, I really did love her. I wanted to explore, taste, f*ck, comfort every inch of her body.

I kissed all the way to her mouth and leaned my lower half against hers.

The look on her face was helpless as my cock started to open her again. Her mouth fell open and I could tell she was in pain again. She bit her lip and nodded to me. Telling me it was okay.

Her * sheathed me as tight as before, an intense tightness and squeeze that threatened to pull the cum out of me in just seconds. I couldn’t pull back, no f*cking way. My balls were already tight, my cock locked and loaded with another round of cum.

So I just kept pressing, slowly, feeling every inch of my long and thick cock penetrate her.

When I was to the hilt, I gave a little buck of my hips to make sure there wasn’t a spot missed inside her.

Belle let out a whimper and then kissed me.

We f*cking kissed so wild… and then I started to f*ck her.

My feet planted on the floor, my hands holding those beautifully curved hips of hers, and I just f*cked. Hard, fast, watching the way her body reacted to me. Her tits were perfect as they bounced against my thrusts. I got so wild that Belle grabbed herself, holding her tits. That did nothing but bad things to me. Bad, but good. I sucked in a breath and held back from spilling inside her. My eye moved up and down Belle’s body too. Watching the way my cock slammed into her, I was certainly living up to my name.

I reached down and placed my right thumb to her clit. That set her on fire even more. She started to buck at me, her ass jumping on and off the bed. She grabbed for my wrist, letting her left tit go. Her right hand then grabbed the sheets. Her back arched, her tits high in the air, still dancing to the rhythm of my thrusts.

Her nails sank into my wrist as she cried out.

“Yes, babe,” I said, “come all over me. Right now.”

Her hips jiggled and then she started to come.

I never experienced what I felt in that moment with Belle. My feelings and movements were going far beyond f*cking her. This was about loving her. My true protection of her body, heart, soul, and her pleasure. No woman should go without all of that.

I worked her through the orgasm and then I shocked her when I slipped out of her.

She let out a growl and I thought she was going to attack me.

“Slam!” she yelled.

My cock was throbbing, just seconds away from coming. I was going to give myself blue balls for the sake of Belle’s pleasure.

I leaned over her body and softly kissed her mouth.

Then I put my lips to her ears. “It’s your turn, babe… get on top of me…”





She was shaking.

It was such a beautiful sight. Another sliver of her innocence showing. She stared down at me, over those amazing tits of hers. Her right hand was on the headboard, her left hand holding my cock. My hands gently kneaded at her ass, trying to keep her relaxed.

“Slowly,” I whispered.

“Oh, f*ck,” she groaned.

I pulled at her, inching her down, bringing her * to my cock.

She let out a groan as her body accepted me again. Her legs jerked, the squeezing pressure against my cock was almost too much to take.

I had to give her credit. She took all of me without jumping off and trying again.

Her ass rested against my legs. She had both hands on the headboard. She stared down at me, her hair in her face, her tits hanging in my face.