SWEET SINS OF BELLA 7

~Bella

I ignored the constant ringing of my phone, Mom calling again, reminding me how late I was for school. I just smirked and silenced it, stretching lazily in my bed.

After that heavy, mind blowing sex with Mr. Brandy yesterday in his office, my body was deliciously sore and satisfied.

I deserved to rest as long as I wanted. My pussy still felt full of his cum, and my thighs were marked with faint bruises from his grip. One of the best fuck of my life.

I picked up my phone instead and opened the chat with Miss Shayla.

Me: Missed me already, Miss?

Miss Shayla: Bella… you’ve been on my mind all night. I can’t stop touching myself thinking about your tongue and how you made me cum.

I smiled, feeling my pussy throb again. Of course she wanted more. Who wouldn’t? It’s me, Bella.

Me: Send me a pic of how wet you are right now. I want to see that pretty pussy dripping for me.

She sent a naughty photo, legs spread, fingers buried inside her soaked cunt.

Miss Shayla: Please… I need you again. Come over after school or I’ll lose my mind.

Bella: Good girl. I’ll think about it. But only if you beg properly like last time. Tell me how badly you need Bella’s tongue on your clit.

I leaned back, one hand slipping between my legs, slowly playing with myself while waiting for her desperate reply. Life was good when everyone was addicted to you.

Mr. Brandy and Miss Shayla both wrecked… and I was just getting started.

I finally dragged myself out of bed after a long, lazy morning touching myself to the memories. I quickly showered, threw on my shortest skirt, a tight crop top that showed off my cleavage, sneakers, and headed to school.

I was super late, so I rushed straight to the girls' dressing room to change into my sports outfit for PE. As I stepped in, I saw Hannah standing there, arms crossed, frowning hard at me.

“Hey, Hannah,” I greeted with a sweet smile.

She snubbed me at first, then snapped, “You think you’re the only one in this school? You met us here and now you wanna snatch Mr. Brandy?”

I smiled innocently, pulling off my top. “I did nothing of such.”

“Don’t fucking lie, Bella. I heard both of you moaning yesterday in his office,” she hissed.

I switched completely, turning to face her with a wicked smirk, my tits halfway out as I changed. “And so what? Who told you not to be sweet enough to attract him? My pussy is so sweet that he couldn’t get enough… he comes to my house almost every day just to feed on it.”

Hannah’s face twisted in anger, cheeks red. She looked ready to explode.

I stepped closer, still half-naked, voice low and teasing. “It’s either you get the fuck out of here… or you decide to taste what made Mr. Brandy fall on his knees for me.”

She laughed bitterly. “I will rather fuck a dog than fuck my fellow girl.”

I smiled slowly, dangerous and confident, running a hand down my body. “Of course you don’t know what you’re saying. You have no idea how sweet it is… how good my tongue feels. One taste of Bella and you’ll be begging just like Coach.”

Hannah glared, breathing fast, clearly conflicted between rage and something else as her eyes flicked down to my body. The tension in the dressing room was thick.

I licked my lips. “Your choice, Hannah.”

I stepped even closer to Hannah, completely topless, my perky tits almost brushing against her. My voice dropped into a low, seductive purr.

“You can act mad all you want, Hannah… but I see the way you’re looking at me right now. Curious. Wet. Jealous that Mr. Brandy couldn’t resist this sweet little pussy.”

She tried to step back but the lockers were behind her. Her breathing was getting heavier, eyes darting between my face and my hard nipples.

“I’m not interested in girls,” she spat, but her voice wavered.

I smiled, reaching out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You don’t have to be into girls. You just have to be into me. One taste, Hannah. Let me show you why Coach begs for this every single day.”

I slowly slid my hand down my own body, dipping two fingers between my legs and pulling them out glistening. I held them up to her lips.

“Smell how sweet I am. Taste it… and tell me you don’t want more.”

Hannah’s cheeks flushed deep red. She was breathing fast, thighs pressing together. For a second I thought she might slap me but instead, she leaned in slightly, nostrils flaring as she caught my scent.

“Fuck you, Bella…” she whispered, voice shaky.

I brought my wet fingers closer, brushing them across her lower lip. “Open up, baby. Just a little taste. I promise you’ll never forget how good Bella tastes.”

Her tongue flicked out almost involuntarily, tasting me. Her eyes fluttered. I smiled victoriously and leaned in, whispering hotly against her ear.

“Good girl… Now imagine my tongue doing that to your pussy. Deeply, slowly, addictive. Mr. Brandy couldn’t get enough. Neither will you.”

She let out a soft, involuntary moan, body trembling as the dressing room grew thick with tension. She was cracking. And I was going to enjoy breaking her.

I watched Hannah’s eyes glaze over as she tasted me on my fingers. She tried to pull away, but I gently held her chin, keeping her close.

“See? Not so bad, is it?” I whispered, my bare breasts pressing lightly against her chest. “Imagine what my tongue could do between your legs… licking you slow and deep, sucking that swollen little clit until you’re shaking and begging.”

Hannah’s breath hitched. Her nipples were visibly hard through her top. “Bella… this is wrong. I’m not… I don’t…”

I smiled, sliding my wet fingers back between my own thighs, coating them again before bringing them to her mouth. This time she didn’t resist, she sucked them clean with a soft whimper.

“Good girl,” I praised, voice dripping with lust. “You’re already getting wet for me, aren’t you?”

I pushed her gently against the lockers, dropping to my knees in front of her. My hands slid up her thighs under her skirt, slowly pulling her panties down.

“Let me show you, Hannah. Just a little taste. If you hate it, I’ll stop. But we both know you won’t.”

I spread her legs slightly and leaned in, pressing a soft, hot kiss right on her pussy. Then my tongue came out, licking her slowly from bottom to top, savoring her growing wetness.

Hannah gasped sharply, one hand flying to my hair. “Oh my god… Bella…”

I moaned against her, licking deeper, circling her clit with expert flicks. “Mmm, you taste so good too. Spread your legs wider for me, baby. Let Bella make you feel better than Mr. Brandy ever could.”

She was trembling, soft moans escaping as I ate her out right there in the dressing room slowly, teasing, and addictive. Her hips started rocking against my face on their own.

I pulled back just enough to look up at her with a wicked smile, lips shiny with her juices. “Tell me you want more, Hannah. Tell Bella how badly you need this.”

I kept my eyes locked on Hannah’s flushed face as I licked her slowly, deliberately, savoring every drop of her sweet juices.

“Tell me, Hannah,” I murmured against her dripping pussy. “Say it. Tell Bella how good it feels.”

She bit her lip hard, trying to fight it, but another long, slow lick across her clit made her crumble.

“F-fuck… it feels so good,” she moaned, her hand tightening in my hair. “Don’t stop…”

That was all I needed.

I buried my face deeper between her thighs, eating her pussy like it was my favorite meal. My tongue fucked her tight hole, then swirled around her swollen clit, sucking gently before going back to long, greedy licks. Hannah’s legs shook as she tried to stay quiet, soft whimpers and gasps filling the dressing room.

“You’re so wet for me already,” I purred, sliding two fingers inside her while I sucked her clit. “Such a tight little pussy. No wonder you were jealous… but now you’re going to cum all over Bella’s tongue.”

I fingered her faster, curling my fingers against her G-spot while my mouth worked her clit relentlessly. Hannah’s moans grew louder, her hips grinding desperately against my face.

“Oh god… Bella… I’m gonna… I’m cumming!”

Her body tensed, thighs clamping around my head as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. She came hard, gushing on my tongue and fingers.

I kept licking and sucking through every wave, drinking her up until she was a trembling, whimpering mess.

I finally pulled back, lips and chin shiny with her cum, and stood up. I kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

“See? I told you it was sweet,” I whispered, pressing my naked body against hers. “And that was just the beginning. Next time, I’ll make you scream my name until you forget all about Mr. Brandy.”

Hannah looked dazed, breathing heavily, cheeks burning. She didn’t push me away.

“Fuck… what are you doing to me, Bella?” she whispered shakily.

I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, still tasting Hannah on my tongue, and smirked at her trembling form.

“What a man can never do to you,” I whispered, leaning in close so my bare tits brushed against her chest. “No matter how hard Mr. Brandy tries… he’ll never make you cum that hard with just his tongue. Only Bella can.”

She was still panting, legs shaky, her pussy visibly dripping down her thighs. She looked completely wrecked and confused.

I picked up my clothes and started dressing quickly. “See you on the field, baby. I need to wash up and come to training now… before someone notices how long we’ve been in here.”

I gave her one last teasing smile, blowing her a kiss as I headed toward the showers. “Think about how good my mouth felt. And if you want more… you know where to find me.”

I left her leaning against the lockers, flushed and speechless, already knowing she’d be craving me again soon.

After a quick wash, I changed into my training gear and headed out to the field with a satisfied smile, my body still buzzing from making Hannah fall apart.

Mr. Brandy was already there, barking orders. I gave him a sweet, innocent wave, knowing exactly what we had done yesterday… and what I had just done to Hannah.

Life was deliciously chaotic.