Author: Belle

Forced To Squirt

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“Bad bitch, Belle,” One sneered in my ear as his friend knotted my writs to the bedframe. The dorm room was small, with only enough space for two twin beds and a small desk. They’d left the lights off when they dragged me from the parking lot up here to their room. “You don’t seem so bad now.” He ripped at my shirt as I struggled and then had his mouth on my breast.

“I’ll ruin you for this!” I seethed through my teeth, and together they laughed. My ankles were already bound, and with my last wrist secured, they stood back to look at their prize.

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Stepdaddy's Calling

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You won’t believe what happened to me today! I know you won’t because I can hardly believe it and it happened to me! I logged into work and settled down for a full day of filthy phone fucking. My phone rang, and instantly, I recognized the voice on the other end.

As he listed out his billing details, I swallowed so hard. My mom’s new husband was calling me to jerk him off! I wasn’t sure if he knew it was me just yet, so I lowered my tone just a bit to disguise my voice and asked him how we’d play. I can’t believe my stepdaddy’s calling me!

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Truth Or Dare

Posted 2 months ago by Belle

Truth Or Dare

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My hands touch your knees and pry your legs open. I can hear your heart pounding in your chest as I look up at you with my hungry blue eyes. You can hardly believe this is real and your rub at your eyes as if you’re dreaming. Not this time; this is really happening.

The hottest girl in school is squatted between your legs, slithering her body up yours before turning around and planting her ass in your lap. I swish my hips to the music, feeling your boner grow under me. My hair flips back as I arch my spine and roll my hips to the music. When your best friend dragged you to this house party, you thought it’d be lame. No one ever talks to you at school unless it’s to make fun of you, but when you got roped into the cool kids’ game of truth or dare, you couldn’t have imagined it’d end with me on your lap.

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Anal Ashtray

Posted 3 months ago by Belle

Anal Ashtray

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It’s pathetic what a grown-ass man will do for the attention of a teenage Goddess. You’d simp so hard that whatever I tell you to do, you’ll do fucking willingly. So when I tell you to get naked and fucking crawl over here with my lighter between your teeth, I know you’ll do it. That useless little dick trembling between your legs as you make your way over.

Your fucking balls are so ugly I almost wish I let you keep your boxers on. You can’t wear them, however, because I need your stupid lil asshole exposed for my anal ashtray.

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Surprise For The Professor's Husband

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Professor Brown is a stunning older woman in her early forties but ripe. She was the first professor to be kind to me at my new school. Professor Brown seemed to understand the struggle I’d been through, the reasons behind my quick wit and distrust. She offered to tutor me at her house once a week to catch me up on some lessons I’d skipped out on in my last school, and with the Headmaster literally riding my ass, I couldn’t say no. I didn’t realize she’d be using me as a surprise for her Husband.

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Do you imagine that you’re dating me? I bet you think of this flowery little fantasy where we’re in love and spend nights on the couch together. Tangled in each other’s arms and making love until the sun comes up.

Well, let me squash that image for you. Because that’s not at all what it would be like. If we were dating, you’d spoil me like the princess I am, of course. You’d watch me dress up, looking so sexy, for the club that you’ll accompany me to, but you know by the end of the night, it won’t be you I’m fucking.

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Cyber Sugar Baby

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I’m seeking a man with plenty of disposable income. Not someone who lives comfortably and can afford to splurge on an appetizer, now and then. This cyber sugar baby deserves a filthy rich man with a bulging wallet.

It’s understood that you can’t trust anyone when you’re wealthy. I know you’re constantly questioning whether or not people are in your life because they enjoy your company or just because of your bank account. Daddy, you won’t have to wonder when it comes to me. Our relationship will be strictly transactional, and you’ll love every minute.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

Losers shower me with gifts all the time. In fact, sometimes I take their whole paychecks because I’m more important than them putting food on the table. However, since it’s the season of giving, I thought I’d be showering one notable loser with a homemade gift. Watch me pull down my skirt and peel down my panties as I squat over your open mouth.

That’s right, a lemonade shower made by the one and only Bad Bitch Belle. Are you fucking salivating for it already? You’re fucking disgusting.

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Bad Bitch Belle's Human Ashtray

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I love smoking. Sure, it’s not good for you, and when pussies walk by, they gag from the smell, but you aren’t a pussy, are you? No, you are my little human ashtray. I’m so hot, and you are nothing but property, a butt receptacle. Crawl over here and open that disgusting mouth of yours.

When you waddle over between my long, slender legs, I laugh at how your pot belly sits on your thighs. I can’t even see your tiny little hardon even though you’re naked. Say, “Ahhh,” you dirty bitch.

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In The Stairwell

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During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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