Belly Riding Story Novels & Stories

“HA. HA. HA. AUUUHHH.” They both panted as they both climax together. Bella got on top of him and said, “My turn.” She got on top of him and started to ride him. “Bella,” moaned Crown Prince. Bella’s head tilted back as she rode him. Crown Prince as gripping hard onto her waist. The bed rocked and creaked all night long.

I groaned and moaned freely because there was absolutely no one around during these early morning hours. But even if Marky thrusts as deep as he can, I can't really feel him. My boyfriend's size is just tiny, though he is good at eating my pu$$y but that's just about it. Just as small as his d1ck is, his tongue is equally short, so I don't really get that intense pleasure, the kind of pleasure that almost makes you die. I want to experience that. I want to be hardfucked by a big d1ck, but I just got unlucky with my boyfriend. I wanted to relieve our stress for the entire day, but Marky is the only one enjoying it, I'm definitely not! He just can't reach the sweet spot I want. Suddenly, someo

How did that happen? "Hurry up!!! Lots more gossip! ” Okay go ahead, why is he angry right? So I grabbed the strings of the balloons even though I doubted it at first. But when we float, it feels like we’re really as light as a feather. He is not hooked! As long as I just hold on to the ropes, nothing will happen. And he was right! This balloon ride experience is the coolest ride ever! And it's really good and I no longer have fear of heights. We are taller than the Ferris wheel! And we are even higher! Brylle told me, no one sees us now because of the spell he made.

Chapter 6 Belle's POV I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. My arms are burning, shoulders screaming from holding myself up. My knees feel raw against the mattress, and my lower back aches from the constant arch. The thick dildo keeps stretching me open with every slow, torturous thrust while Mr. Cane’s tongue works my ass with wicked precision — licking, circling, and pushing inside just enough to drive me insane. I’m shaking uncontrollably now, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes.

On any other day I would just have sagged down on Jazz, dragging him onto the mattress, but I don't want to add any additional strain to Bella's already aching body so I pull out of him and push myself away. He does the same, leaving Bella lying on her back alone, her pussy and thighs sticky with their combined juices, and maybe even some of mine. "Now that was fun!" she laughs, then crawls back up towards the headboard. She flops down onto her stomach, seemingly lifeless, and not unlike she was before Jazz came in earlier. Jazz quickly follows

Her mind was a blur. Patrick bellowed, "Tell me!" His shout startled Belle. Meanwhile, he took Astrid's hand and said, "You've never lied to me. Explain what's going on today." "Well..." Suddenly, Belle crouched down and screamed, "Ouch!" Patrick's expression changed instantly. After a moment's hesitation, he rushed to her side and asked, "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" "My stomach, my stomach... Patrick, the baby!" Belle clutched Patrick tightly, displaying a look of unbearable pain. "The doctor said... I shouldn't get upset, or it might endanger the baby."

"On your belly" "Just relax". So I did.

The entire day became a marathon of belly-focused breeding. He took her against the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Pressed her belly against the cool glass while fucking her from behind, the cold making her whimper as her heavy dome squished outward. Anyone with binoculars on a boat far below might have seen them a heavily pregnant woman being railed while her massive belly was on full display. He made her ride him reverse cowgirl, forcing her to bounce on his cock while he held her belly from behind, feeling it bounce and slap against her thighs with every drop. The visual drove him wild.

"I think I need to calm down some more. Please go get dressed in riding gear. I would like to take a horse ride. It will calm my nerves down and make my anger go away." Belle brought her head back and she had the biggest grin on her face. Riding horses was always her favorite. Zephyr nodded to the stairs telling her to get going. What he was not aware of was once she brought her hand down past his hips, she cupped his length making him grow at a fast rate. He smiled and went to grab her but she moved fast away from him. She giggled and ran away up the stairs. Lazarus roared with laughter as the King stood there shocked that she pulled a stunt. Ma Petite you are playing with fire.

Maya joined us, sitting on the swing’s armrest. “Twenty-five years,” she said softly. “That’s… a long time.” “It is,” I agreed. “And somehow not long enough.” Lila leaned against the railing. “Tell the story again. The first day.” I laughed—quiet, fond. “You’ve heard it a thousand times.” “Tell it anyway.” So I did. I told them about the duffel bag the size of a small country. About tripping and nearly face-planting. About the icy blue eyes that studied me like I was an opponent on the field.