Two Lone Artists (Male Character x 100T Girls and more)

Sleeping With Bella Poarch (smut)

Bella lies on the coach in front of you, a cliche, large red ribbon tied around her chest. Besides that, she only wore black lingerie, her bare stomach visible.

You're not sure how to react, how you should react. But every second you stare at her, you feel more of an urge to see what was under that lingerie. I mean, her tattoos, atleast the ones that were visible, were so hot and unlike any other girl you'd been with.

And on top of that, the fact that she was unsurprisingly small... it was a recipe for disaster... Well, for your broken ribs maybe.

"Just gonna stand there?" She asks, biting at her lip.

She wore dark red lipstick, it's vibrance only made the pure white of her teeth more visible. Her bottom lip shriveled up under the pressure of her bite, and she looked at you with a seductive look in her eye.

You inch closer, but before you can make the first move, she shifts up and crawls over to close the gap.

You go to speak, but she places a finger on your lips.

"Let me do all the work... Don't want you to push yourself too hard..." she whispers.

It was quite considerate, but at the same time, you couldn't help but feel a bit down, like your injuries were changing everyone's perception of you.

But that feeling was quickly swept away as she got to work pleasuring you. She sat you down at the edge of the couch and got down between your legs, on her knees.

She grabbed at your dick and stroked it a few times, very slowly bringing her hand up your shaft. But she wasn't one to tease, so she quickly upped the pace until her hands were gliding up and down your shaft at a high speed.

She kept her eyes locked with yours, occasionally checking out your cock. But otherwise, she kept her focus on you.

But she got bored of giving you a handjob quite quick and instead decided to start putting her mouth to good use. She wrapped it around your tip and you instantly feel it become lubricated.

She had bountiful amounts of spit, and it all just moistened your dick as it dripped down from your tip. Soon enough, she moved into your shaft and took it inch by inch. She hadn't even a slight gag reflex and every motion she made, every time she bobbed her head, it was made even more apparent.

Your hand instinctively grabs at her hair, now controlling her pace. You push her down, taking all of your cock in before pulling it right back up. You start with singular, quick movements until she begins to chuckle between each time she goes down on you.

And so, you begin pushing her head down, only to pull it up quickly after. You set a very quick pace for her to uphold, and she planned on upholding it.

Her lips felt so extremely soft on your shaft and it was only accentuated each time she went down on you. She was so focused on your pleasure, she lost all regard for herself. She pushed herself to a new limit, going quicker than she ever did before.

"Bella... Oh my God..."

She slowly brings her head up off of you , getting up off her knees. You were already pretty close to finishing, so this sorta bummed you out, but not for long.

She playfully grabs you by the hand and drags you down onto the couch, slowly. She takes her place above you, allowing you to situate yourself and get comfortable.

And after you do find comfort, she begins to undress herself. She starts with the top, which comes off quite easily. As she slips it off, you notice a number of tattoos on her chest, most notably a flower, not to mention her sizeable breasts.

You're not given a lot of time to fully appreciate them before shes slipping off her bottoms as well, taking little time positioning herself above your cock.

You appreciated this fact, mostly because you found yourself far too tired to carry this on to long, and because you were on the edge of an orgasm.

Sitting with your back against the backrest, you help Bella out by sliding yourself right in. She was abnormally tight, but especially wet. It was a combination that only accentuated the speed in which you came.

With you inside of her, she begins riding you, but is interrupted as your length was a bit much to bare. She had to ease her self into it, just inch by inch.

She groans wildly as your cock impales her. She tries to push herself for your pleasure, and slowly but surely, she's eased into it. She bucks her hips wildly as you glide, in and out.

The pleasure you feel is immense. You just lie back as she goes to work on you, her hair continuously brushing against your face each time she came down.

Her head is tilted away, but she turns it to face you, giving you an aggressive, passionate kiss. Your lips are locked, but she doesn't slow, instead, shes going even faster than before.

As you kiss her, you feel her groan through her mouth as the both of you feel mutual pleasure. It wouldn't be long until the both of you had your climax.

And right on time, you feel yourself tense up as that promised orgasm was reached.

"Bella I'm gon-"

She places a finger on your mouth.

"Shhhh... I'm on the pill..."

You nod, allowing her to pleasure you. You feel yourself reach the edge until you finally combust.

"fuck" you groan.

You shoot your head back and feel an overwhelming sensation. It feels...perfect.

And then... It's over. You feel yourself come down and every feeling of pleasure reaches it's end.

Exhausted, you slowly slide down the couch until your head reaches the headrest. Bella is still recovering from her orgasm as you drift to sleep.

You don't mean to, but your pure exhaustion kinda just makes it that way. And your consciousness fades and fades...