Belly Fetish Novels & Stories

I say when I feel her body tense when I explore her waist with my fingertips. " Perfect." I whisper as I touch her belly, making small circles with my thumb. "Someone can come in." she says, and even with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, completely lost in the lust of our dirty talk, my girl still looks like an angel. Should I warn her that I'm like a fallen angel? "That makes it even more exciting." I pull her hair back, forcing her head back, brushing her lips against mine. "I have a fetish for your ass, Nelly. I've never seen anything prettier, but I promise I won't decide which part of you I love most until I see what's hidden between your legs."

This shameful, desperate need to be used by my best friend’s father? I hoped not. Because how the hell could any other man ever compare? No clumsy college boy would know how to feed the filthy hunger he’d unleashed. They wouldn’t understand that I didn’t want gentle. I needed to be dominated, pinned down, stretched wide, and fucked senseless until I could only scream and cum all over his wonderful cock. “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty!” Bella’s bright, bubbly voice shattered the silence as she bounced onto my bed, making my sore body jolt.

CHAPTER 49 CHRIS Are you sure about this Bella?” I asked. “Yes, I am. I want your cock in my ass.” “You want me to fuck you in the ass?” I said. “Yes, please fuck me in my ass,” she replied. “You sure? I never did that before.” “Me neither but I want to feel you in my ass. It’s one of my fantasies.”

I’m expecting to see his huge frame watching me from behind, not the sight of a Master Dildo stationed right beneath my exposed asshole. Holy fuck!!! Bolts of chill sensation rock my body, alongside euphoria. I want this, even though my asshole is still healing, and that's what scares me. “Fuck my pussy, please!” I cry out when I don't see him. “Use me all you want, but spare my fucking asshole!” I don't care if I sound ridiculous, because this is my only gateway from not getting my ass ripped open so badly that I’ll be needing some stitches. Does Mr. Russo care to?

“He seems to be enjoying it, right Caelum?” His features turn rigid, and Brielle yelps, at same time I hear cheering, as well as Bee nudging my leg with his. My gaze promptly swerves to the glass, Aurora is straddling her playmate, while he lays flat on the surface, her hands on him, cinched at the base of his cock, her head tilted as she licks him up and down. His hands are tied above his head. “This is why Fantasy Elite is such a hit, look at her, she's a fucking natural.” I say, my words directed to no one in particular.

“Fuck, Jayden, your fingers are so big… stretching me open so good…” He pumped them rough and deep, thumb grinding hard circles on her swollen clit while his grip tightened around her throat. “That’s right, baby. Ride my fingers like the desperate little whore you are. This tight pussy is clenching so fucking hard. You think you’re breaking me? Nah. I’m gonna have you screaming my name before we even leave this bathroom.” Bella clawed at his back, riding his hand shamelessly, the wet squelching sounds echoing off the tiles. “Harder… Jayden, fuck me harder with your fingers… choke me tighter, I can take it…”

Our body fluids mixed into a scent that was to become my new olfactory fetish. “Call me Master,” he said softly, his ears resting on my lips. “Master,” I moaned, making enough hot air to make his body shiver. “Fuck yes,” he said, thrusts getting faster, eyes closed. “You own this pussy, Master,” I moaned louder into his ears, my hips meeting his thrusts. “Oh,” he sang in a way that softened me up, sending a vibration over my core.

*This is so wrong… I shouldn’t…* But the aching need between her legs won. Bella curled into the corner of the large leather couch in the living room and pulled the throw blanket over her lap. She parted her thighs and slid her hand down. She was still slick with Julian’s cum and her own frustration. The first touch to her swollen clit made her bite her lip hard. She closed her eyes and let the forbidden fantasy take over. Jax. That tall, powerful body. Those strong hands. That commanding presence. The way he sometimes looked at her when he thought she wasn’t watching. She imagined him standing right there in the dark, watching her touch herself like a desperate slut.

She finally did as I asked and straddled my hips. My palms immediately went to her stomach, and I felt the roundness of her shape. My fingers lightly felt the soft skin, wishing I could feel my son’s heartbeat. My eyes trailed over her body and enjoyed her beauty, finding every single curve absolutely stunning. I loved her stomach most of all, loved looking at it. It’d quickly become a fetish of mine, seeing her pregnant belly. “You’re fucking beautiful.” My hands spanned her belly. She lifted herself up then sank down my length, slowly getting every single inch inside until she was sitting on me, her ass on my balls. Her lips parted with a deep breath, and her nipples hardened automatically

I can't help but gasped at what he did as I was waiting for what he will do next. "Fuck! What are you doing, Dom?" I asked Dom with a confused tone when he suddenly rubbed his dick on my ass, it felt so fucking weird when he rubbed his dick on me, especially since I was not used to someone doing it to me. "I'm sorry sir, it's just my fetish. I love the idea of rubbing my raging hard dick in the ass of a muscular and handsome top, it feels so dominating." Dom replied and he did not even bother to stop what he was doing to me.