a/n: this is another old work that i don’t really like but i’m posting it anyways
warnings: strap on use, oral, throat fucking
It was almost dark in the room. The curtains were closed and the sun behind the windows peaked through the curtains ever so slightly, reflecting the golden hour on the walls. The only sound filling the room were the heavy breathing, moaning and the occasional gagging.
Bella was sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread apart from each other to give you room to kneel between them. She watched as your head bobbed up and down, lips wrapped around the strap on attached to the model’s hips and her hand buried in your hair to guide your head.
The friction of the strap hit her clit and the sight of you on your knees on the floor made her let out small groans and heavy breathing.
Looking back down at you, admiring your state. Your makeup was completely fucked. Mascara running from your tears, lipstick smudged and face flushed. You looked ruined.
"Fuck baby." Bella moaned under her breath, throwing her head back in pleasure. "You're so good. So good for me. Your pretty lips wrapped around my cock."
She leaned on one hand behind her to keep herself up and the other in your hair tightened, making you moan around the toy. You tried going all the way down, but your gag reflex restricted you from doing so.
Seeing you struggle, Bella pulled the dildo out of your mouth, lifting you head up by your hair as you let out a whine at the loss of her in you. You looked up at the taller woman with big eyes, silently asking why she pulled away. "Stop pouting, baby. I just want to help you."
Now standing up from the bed, she grabbed the base of the strap to rest the tip on your lips. "I just wanna fuck your pretty face. Can you let me do that, my love?" She spoke softly with a gentle smile. "Don't you want to make me feel good?" With a mocking pout, she knew you would say yes, you wouldn’t dare disobey her.
"You know you have to use your words." She said, running a hand through your hair.
"Yes please." You whispered, bitting your lower lip eagerly as Bella stroked her length.
"Such a polite baby." She bunched your hair in her hand yet again and tilted your head up. "Open for me." Doing so, she guided the tip past your lips, sliding into your mouth slowly, as you took it. Going even further, your jaw slacked as you tried to relax your throat. Bella snapped her hips, the dildo now touching the back of your throat as your mouth touched the base making you gag. Laying your hand on her thigh to steady yourself.
"I’m sorry, baby." She stroked your face. "You're doing so well, ok? You can take it."
Taking a deep breath to prepare yourself, you relaxed your jaw a little more. The comforting smile on her face made you ever so eager to please her. Taking her in your mouth you felt her start to thrust again. She slid back out a little, only to buck her hips hitting the back of your throat again. Humming approvingly she rewarded you with her soft words. "Good girl." Still having a firm grip on your hair, she watched you mouth full and the silent gags that escaped you.
Her thrusts became faster and aggressive. She slid out until only the tip resting in your mouth and quickly thrust back in until your nose touched her pelvis. It added more pressure to her clit, bringing her intense pleasure. Her heaving breathing and occasional grunts, her eyes screwed shut and head thrown back. "Oh fuck." Her grip in your hair now becoming more painful and your jaw began to ache. "Look at me."
Glancing up at her with big teary eyes, the sight of you drove her insane.
You looked so pretty. Your mouth stuffed with her cock, drooling all over it, face flushed and tears coming from your eyes as your gagging became more loud.
Your ruined state only added to her pleasure, her lower stomach started to burn as she could feel her orgasm approaching. "God, you make me so wet, angel." She groaned, her head becoming fuzzy lost in the pleasure. Breaking the eye contact she leaned her head back as her mouth fell open and eyebrows furrowed, both hands now holding your head steady as she fucked your face.
Looking at the woman above you in a state of euphoria, you felt proud of yourself that you made her feel so good. She let out a loud moan, her hip movements becoming even faster. Tears blurred your vision, drool all over your chin, sinful noises escaping your mouth and you started feeling light headed at the lack of air. You've never felt so dirty.. but you loved it.
Opening you mouth even wider to take her more, you felt her thrusts becoming more sloppy, her movement becoming messy as she was on the edge of her high. "Oh shit. B-baby, I'm gonna cum. Make me cum, okay? Make me cum with that pretty mouth."
Slowing down, she gave one final full thrust as she came. You shrieked in pain as it invaded your throat and slammed at the back. She let out another loud moan as she chased her high, still in the back of your throat as she grinded her hips at the friction of the strap hitting her clit.
Coming down from her climax, in a daze she still kept her strap in your mouth to recover. Her chest heaving up and down from being out of breath, once she calmed down she released her grip on your hair making your scalp sting. She looked down at you, pulling the toy out of your mouth, coated with saliva that strung from your bottom lip.
Once your mouth was free, you doubled over in exhaustion, resting your head on the side of the bed, as you closed you eyes and tried to catch your breath.
Bella’s eyes widened in worry, she kneeled down in front of you. "Baby?" She exclaimed, taking your face in her hands gently as your eyes fluttered open. The lust in her eyes that was there before now replace with concern, it made you feel comforted. She stroked you cheekbones with her thumbs and she softly whispered. "Angel. You ok?" Brushing your hair away from your face so she could see you better.
"Yeah." You quietly replied. Your voice now hoarse and the pain in the back of your throat now more promenant as you spoke.
"Thank you for being so good to me, my love. You did so well." Her praises making you happy, giving her a tired smile. She placed a butterfly kiss on your nose, taking you in her arms bringing your head to rest on her chest as she stroked your hair. "I’m so proud of you, angel." She continued, pressing a kiss in your head. "I love you so much."
You both stayed there for a minuet, enjoying the feeling of being held by her as she whispered sweet nothing into your ear. As much as you enjoyed the sexual parts, you always looked forward to her after care. Burying your head in her neck, she stroked your back as she said, "Come on my love. I’ll take care of you.’’