SWEET SINS OF BELLA 6

He looked so restrained, jaw tight, hands clenched like he was fighting every instinct. But who am I? I’m Bella. He will surely give in.

I kept fingering my dripping pussy slowly, eyes locked on his, moaning softly. “It’s okay, Mr. Brandy… you can look. You can touch. I know you want to.”

He stepped closer, breathing heavy, eyes glued to my bare tits and the way my fingers slid in and out. “Bella… we shouldn’t. Fuck, you’re so wet.”

I spread my legs wider, pulling my fingers out to show him how they glistened. “Then why is your cock so hard for me, Coach? Come here. Please taste how sweet I am.”

He groaned, restraint cracking as he dropped to his knees in front of me. His hands grabbed my thighs, spreading them further, and he buried his face between my legs, licking and sucking my pussy like a starving man.

I moaned loudly, fingers in his hair, grinding against his eager tongue. “That’s it… eat my pussy, Mr. Brandy. I knew you’d give in. No one resists Bella.”

His tongue plunged deep, obsessive and hungry, while his hands squeezed my bare tits, making me wetter than ever. This was going to be so fucking good.

He groaned deeply, restraint shattering completely as he buried his face between my thighs.

His hot tongue dragged slowly up my soaked slit, savoring every drop like I was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

“Oh fuck, Bella… you taste even better than I imagined,” he growled against my pussy, sucking my swollen clit into his mouth while two thick fingers pushed inside me, curling perfectly.

I moaned loudly, gripping his hair tighter, hips rolling against his face. “Yes, Coach… eat my pussy just like that. I’ve been so wet thinking about you all morning. Don’t hold back.”

Mr. Brandy devoured me with obsessive hunger, licking and slurping noisily, his fingers pumping faster as my juices coated his chin. He pinched and rolled my hard nipples, making my tits bounce while I trembled against the sink.

“You’re so fucking addictive,” he mumbled between long, deep licks. “I shouldn’t be doing this… but I can’t stop.”

I smiled down at him, breathing heavily. “Then don’t stop. Make me cum on your tongue, Mr. Brandy. Show me how badly you’ve wanted Bella’s pussy.”

He doubled down, sucking my clit harder, fingers thrusting deep and fast until my legs shook violently. A powerful orgasm crashed over me, my cunt gushing into his mouth as I cried out, thighs clamping around his head.

Even after I came, he kept licking gently, cleaning every drop like he was addicted. I pulled him up, kissing him deeply, tasting myself on his tongue.

“Your turn, Coach,” I whispered, dropping to my knees in front of him. I freed his thick, throbbing cock and took him into my warm mouth, sucking him with slow, obsessive devotion while looking up at him innocently.

“Fuck, Bella…” he groaned, hands in my hair as I bobbed deeper, taking him to the back of my throat.

This was only the beginning. I was going to drain him completely right here in his office.

I kept sucking him with pure devotion, my head bobbing faster, tongue swirling around his thick shaft as I took him deeper into my throat. Saliva dripped down my chin onto my bare tits while I looked up at him with innocent, hungry eyes.

“Fuck, Bella… your mouth feels too good,” Mr. Brandy groaned, hips bucking, hands tangled in my hair.

I moaned around his cock, sucking harder, stroking the base with one hand while my other played with his heavy balls. I wanted every drop.

He suddenly pulled out, breathing ragged. “I’m gonna cum…”

I quickly pushed my tits together, opening my mouth wide. Thick ropes of hot cum shot across my lips and tongue, then splashed heavily onto my bare breasts, painting them in white streaks.

I licked my lips slowly, tasting him, then smeared his cum over my nipples with a wicked smile.

“Such a good load for me, Coach…”

Mr. Brandy stared, still breathing hard. “Let me get the door…”

He stepped back, quickly locked the office door with a click, then turned around.

I was already waiting for him on his desk, legs spread wide, short skirt hiked up around my waist, pussy glistening and dripping, cum still shining on my tits.

“Come ruin me, Mr. Brandy,” I purred, fingers spreading my wet folds for him. “I want you to fuck me tight little pussy right here on your desk. Make it nasty… I can take everything you’ve got, don't hold back.”

He looked completely obsessed, cock already twitching back to life as he stepped between my legs, ready to destroy me.

He stared at me spread out on his desk like a feast, cum still glistening on my tits, and growled low.

“Don’t beg me to stop later, Bella…”

I laughed, soft and wicked, spreading my legs even wider so he could see how soaked and ready my pussy was.

“I laugh in the face of danger, Mr. Brandy. I’ll fuck you till you run out of orgasms… and you’ll have nothing left to release anymore.”

He lost it.

Mr. Brandy grabbed my thighs, yanked me to the edge of the desk, and slammed his thick cock deep into my tight cunt in one brutal thrust. I moaned loudly, back arching as he filled me completely.

“Fuck… so tight,” he groaned, starting to pound me hard, the desk creaking under us.

I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, my cum-covered tits bouncing with every savage thrust. “Harder, Coach! Ruin this pussy. It’s yours right now.”

He fucked me like a man possessed, deep, fast, obsessive strokes that hit every sweet spot inside me. His hands mauled my breasts, smearing his own cum over my skin while he leaned down to suck and bite my nipples.

I clenched around him, moaning filthily. “That’s it… use me. I want every drop you have left. Drain those balls inside Bella’s greedy cunt.”

The wet slapping sounds filled the office as he railed me mercilessly, sweat dripping, both of us lost in raw, addictive pleasure. I was far from done, I was going to milk him dry until he couldn’t even stand.

He pounded me harder, gripping my hips as he drove his thick cock into my dripping pussy with powerful, relentless strokes. Every thrust was deep and perfect, hitting that spot that made my eyes roll back.

“Fuck, Bella… your pussy is squeezing me so good,” he groaned, sweat dripping down his chest.

I laughed breathlessly between moans, nails digging into his shoulders. “This is just the beginning, Coach. Give me everything. I want the best fuck of your life.”

Mr. Brandy flipped me over suddenly, bending me over the desk. My tits pressed against the wood, ass up as he slammed back inside me from behind.

The new angle made me scream in pleasure, his cock felt even bigger, stretching me perfectly.

He fucked me like an animal, one hand fisting my hair, the other slapping my ass hard. “You’re so fucking tight and wet… I’ve never felt anything like this.”

I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust, my pussy clenching greedily around his shaft. “Deeper! Ruin me, Mr. Brandy! Make this pussy yours forever!”

He reached around and rubbed my clit in fast circles while pounding me senseless. The pleasure built stronger and stronger, sweet, overwhelming, addictive.

My first orgasm hit like a wave, my cunt spasming wildly around him as I squirted all over his cock and the floor.

But he didn’t stop.

He pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me onto the desk again, spreading my legs wide. He slid back in slow and deep this time, grinding against my clit with every stroke, kissing and sucking my cum-covered tits.

“You’re going to milk me dry, aren’t you, Bella?” he panted, eyes locked on mine.

“Yes… cum inside me. Fill this greedy pussy,” I moaned, legs wrapped tight around him.

He fucked me through two more shattering orgasms, my screams muffled against his shoulder, until he finally buried himself deep and exploded, flooding my womb with thick, hot cum.

Even then, I kept clenching around him, kissing him hungrily, whispering, “We’re not done yet, Coach… I want more.”

He breathed heavily.

I pushed him back into his chair, climbed on top, and sank down onto his cock again, riding him slow and deep. My cum-covered tits bounced in his face as I ground my hips in filthy circles.

“Already tired, Coach?” I teased, clenching my pussy around him. “I told you I’d drain you completely.”

Mr. Brandy groaned, hands gripping my ass as I started bouncing harder. “Fuck, Bella… you’re insatiable.”

I rode him like a woman possessed, fast, wet, and obsessive. The sound of my ass slapping against his thighs filled the office. I leaned forward, feeding him my tits while I whispered filthy things in his ear.

“Suck them. I want you addicted to this pussy.”

He sucked hard on my nipples, thrusting up to meet me. I came again, screaming his name as my walls milked him tight. But I kept going, switching to reverse cowgirl so he could watch my ass bounce on his cock.

After my fourth orgasm, I pulled him to the floor, got on all fours, and begged him to fuck me from behind again. He did, pounding me mercilessly, slapping my ass red while I pushed back like a slut in heat.

We changed positions over and over, me riding him, him pinning me against the wall, me sucking him hard again until he was rock hard once more.

Finally, after what felt like forever of the most intense, mind-blowing sex, Mr. Brandy pulled out, panting heavily, sweat pouring off him.

“Bella… I’m tired. Fuck, you’ve drained me. I can’t go anymore…”

I smiled wickedly, cum leaking down my thighs, body still buzzing with pleasure. “Aww, poor Coach.”