10. Search Request - Bella
"Next...?"
"Yeah, next."
Bella murmured softly in response to my words. When I nodded, a suspicious haze clouded her eyes.
"Already...? I heard normal guys need a little break after shooting once."
Even after unloading a full load, my cock stood rigid and unyielding. I pointed at it and said,
"Well, it depends on the guy, right? My dick's still alive and kicking. So no problem."
"Is that so...? So where's next?"
"You used your hands last time. Where do you think?"
"Uh... hmm."
At my question, Bella's gaze dropped. Past her full, heavy breasts, over her taut abs, down to the red patch of hair even lower on her belly.
She pointed there with a finger and tilted her head.
"H-Here?"
"No, not there."
I placed a hand lightly on her cheek, slipped my thumb into her mouth, and tugged her huge lips open a bit. Bella's speech came out a little slurred as her cheek stretched.
"Here."
"Hewe? Mouf...?"
"Yeah, your mouth."
I nodded, cupping her jaw with the hand that had been stroking her cheek and lifting it slightly. Then I pushed my cock against her parted lips.
Bella asked in panic,
"Open wide."
"W-Wait a sec. You want me to swallow this with my mouth?"
"Not swallow yet. Just lick it first."
"You're gonna make me swallow it eventually, right? You're insane."
Bella's hand wrapped lightly around my cock. She then spread her palm wide, gauging its length with her fingers.
About a handspan and a half in her grip. Bella had pretty big hands for a woman, so that made it about that long—though I remembered Cheong-ah's smaller hands measuring out closer to two spans.
"It looked fucking huge just visually, but measuring it myself makes it seem even longer. How the hell am I supposed to swallow all this...?"
Bella muttered. She looked ready to bail right then. Grinning at her mumbling, I said,
"Scared already?"
"S-Scared? Who said that? It was just an exclamation. You don't know what an exclamation is? Huh? I'm impressed. Your dick is fucking long."
"True, the great Bella wouldn't chicken out, right?"
"Damn straight. You think I'd be scared of your dick?"
"Then open up, Bella. Open wide and stick out your tongue."
"...F-Fine."
Her massive mouth cracked open. A bright red tongue peeked out timidly. Every time my fingers tapped her jaw or cheek, Bella's body twitched sensitively.
"Bleh—."
Soon her whole tongue was out. I rested the underside of my glans on it.
"Eek...!"
"Grab the shaft with your hand and just lick the glans with your tongue."
"Glans? Where's that?"
"The part you swallowed earlier. Above the foreskin here. The smooth, shiny tip of the cock—that's the glans. Lick just that with your tongue."
"Mmm."
Her thick, wide tongue—fitting her big mouth—pointed its tip and flicked the glans lightly. The moist, soft-yet-firm tongue tip poked my cockhead. It was clumsy and amateurish, but that only turned me on more.
Bella prodded the glans a few times with her tongue tip, then relaxed it and started licking slowly from the groove underneath.
"Slurp...!"
"Good. Now roll your tongue around it slowly."
At my words, she swirled her tongue over the whole glans. My cock grew slick with saliva. Precum started leaking steadily—a huge amount, fitting my massive loads. Enough to impregnate her mouth on its own.
Lick.Slurrrp...
"Chup... chuup. Mmm. Hm."
Bella's brow furrowed slightly at the bitter taste of precum. The smooth glans gleamed wetly under the firelight, slick with her spit and my fluids, reflecting red flickers from the campfire.
"Haa... good girl, Bella."
"Mmm, yeah...!"
Then her tongue brushed my urethral opening. A jolt of pleasure made me twitch, and Bella noticed, glancing up at me. Her lips curled into a smirk.
"Heh? This spot feels good, huh?"
Normally, I'd deny it, shake my head—felt like losing if I admitted it outright. But not now.
"Yeah, it does. The glans is great, but that spot's pretty sensitive too."
I nodded boldly, admitting it felt good, and stroked her hair in praise. Bella shot me a weird look, like What's with this guy suddenly praising me?
"You're a natural, Bella. Got a talent for cocksucking?"
"...Fuck off. Smack."
"Heh. Alright, stop licking now. Just slowly take the glans into your mouth."
"Swallow it...? This?"
"Yeah, just the tip. Easy, right?"
"...Mmm."
Bella's lips wrapped around the glans and pulled it in. Was my body cold? Her mouth felt like a sauna—scorching heat enveloped my cock. Her soft lips felt amazing. Then her teeth grazed the tip—a sharp little sting.
"No teeth on the glans. Hurts."
"Howm I shupposed to do that?"
"Hold your teeth back, just use your lips to grip."
"Like thish?"
"Yeah, perfect."
I stroked her hair again, and her ears flushed red. She smacked my hand away, embarrassed.
"Shtop it... jeez."
"Got it. Now lick the glans with your tongue inside your mouth, and bob your head slowly back and forth."
"Mmm...!"
Slurp— chuup— lick.
The sensation of her tongue on my glans. Her head moved slowly, exposing and re-covering the upper shaft.
"Chup... mmm. Slurp."
Honestly, it was teasing as hell. Felt good, some pleasure building, but at this rate, no way I'd cum anytime soon.
"Haa... slurp. Haa... my jaw hurts."
"Bella, don't stop. Keep going."
"...Fine, asshole. Mmm. You're enjoying this."
My lust and instincts kept surging. Patience wearing thin.
"Chup... chuup. Haaam."
Screw it. Time for something a bit mean. Can't hold back anymore.
"Bella."
"Mmm...?"
"Sorry in advance. My bad."
"Huh? What...?"
Bella looked up, confused by my apology. I grabbed her small head—barely a handful, despite her sharp features. Honestly, her tits were bigger. Cheong-ah had a tiny head too.
"Wh-What're you—?!"
"Just bear with it a sec."
"Wha— Glurk?! Gaaack...!?"
I yanked her head hard toward my hips. Shoved my whole cock—glans first—into her massive mouth.
"Glk— grrrk—!"
Glans scraping her throat, gagging sounds bubbling up. I felt her soft esophagus and rammed my full length down her throat. Her neck bulged massively to match my girth.
Squelch! Squelch! Squish squish—!
"Gag—! Gaaack—!"
Her hands gripped my thighs in pain, but no mana surge—her strength was restrained.
Squuuuish! Squelch! Squish squuuish!
"Grkk...! Gk—! Gaaack...!"
Unlike Cheong-ah, who kept her nails long for body techniques, Bella clipped hers short—no digging into my skin.
Smack— slap—!
Her palms slapped my thighs in agony. Still, I didn't stop—used her head and throat like an onahole, pounding relentlessly.
"Fuck yes! Bella, your throat feels amazing!"
Her face and neck flushed red, suffocating. Her fair skin made it stark.
Dozens, hundreds of thrusts nearing. In her esophagus, warm liquid coated my glans—stomach acid from scraping her gag reflex. Her sealed throat couldn't vomit it up; it mixed with saliva into thick, sticky white fluid drooling from her lips when I pulled back.
Squish! Squish! Squish!
"Grggl...! Glk...! Gaaack...!"
"Cumming, Bella...!"
"Grgggrrrk...!"
With a groan, I gripped her head tight and buried myself balls-deep. Her single visible eye—those glowing amber irises—rolled back, whites showing.
"Bella...!! Fuck fuuuuuck!!"
My balls shuddered. Urethra swelled, blasting cum.
Spurt—! Spuuuurt—! Spuuuuurttt—!!Spluuuurrrrt—!!!
Glurk! Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!
Brain-melting orgasm. Way more than a handjob—massive volume hammered her stomach walls, filling it, refluxing up her esophagus. Blocked by my cock. When I pulled out, it'd all gush.
"Huuuuh...!"
Post-nut, I slowly withdrew from her throat. Bella collapsed forward. Chunks of white cum erupted from her mouth.
"Gaaarrrk...! Hack... cough! Cough! Blerghhhh!"
She puked it up twice more, gasping raggedly, then slowly lifted her head.
"Hah... haaa...!"
Her lips smeared with sticky fluid. Cum refluxed through her nose, dripping like snot. Wrecked face, but her beauty made it vulgarly alluring.
I rushed over, apologizing.
"B-Bella. Sorry. You okay? I... went a bit too hard, huh?"
"Hahk... hn. Haa...!"
Her gaze toward me was... off.
"I-Ian...!"
Not resentment, anger, pain, or fear.
It was...
"Hnn... more. Give me more."
A bitch in heat—eyes full of masochistic ecstasy and lust.
"Please."