Horny hottie Bad Bella lounged on the edge of the massive four-poster bed in the dimly lit bedroom, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders like a golden waterfall. The room smelled of vanilla candles flickering on the nightstand, casting playful shadows that danced across her skin. She wore a skin-tight green mini dress that hugged every curve of her petite frame, the fabric stretching taut over her massive big tits and dipping low to reveal deep cleavage. The hem rode high on her thighs, barely covering her lace panties, and she crossed her legs slowly, knowing the sight would drive any man wild. Bad Bella was a high-energy blonde with a non-stop, assertive sex drive, the kind of woman who could have her pick of an army of dudes lining up to hop into bed with her, stuff her mouth and pussy, and cover her big tits with ball-cream. With her looks and sexual personality, she was perfect for porn. ‘I like the feeling of being submissive and dirty or dominant and controlling,’ Bella had once said in an interview, her voice dripping with confidence. ‘I have sex most days. Going a week without sex is rare.’
Tonight, her target was Mike Skywalker, a tall, broad-shouldered guy with a quiet demeanor that hid a potent hunger. He stood at the bedside, his eyes locked on her form, hands fidgeting at his sides. Mike hesitated, his shyness bubbling up like it always did in moments like this. He wanted her badly—her blonde locks, her voluptuous body—but the intensity of her gaze made his pulse race. Bad Bella met a challenge in him; she was tiny, but height was no impediment when a girl was a hot sex bomb. She could sense his reluctance, and it only fueled her desire to take control.
‘Come here, Mike,’ Bella purred, her voice low and commanding, patting the bed beside her. She uncrossed her legs, letting the dress hike up further to flash the edge of her panties. Mike swallowed hard, stepping closer, his jeans already tenting from the sight of her big tits straining against the green fabric. Bella reached out, her small hand grabbing his belt loop and tugging him down onto the mattress. ‘Don’t be shy, baby. I want that big white cock of yours filling me up. You’ve been staring all night—now show me what you’ve got.’
Mike’s breath hitched as she leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. She was dominant now, her assertive side taking the wheel to cure him of his hesitation. Her fingers trailed down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt with deliberate slowness, exposing his toned muscles. Bella pushed him back against the pillows, climbing onto his lap to straddle him. The friction of her dress against his bulge made him groan, and she ground down once, twice, feeling his hardness press against her core. ‘That’s it,’ she whispered, nipping at his neck. ‘Let me prime your pump.’
With a wicked grin, Bella slid off him and knelt between his legs, her hands working his zipper open. She yanked his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion, freeing his big white cock. It sprang up, thick and veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. Bella licked her lips, admiring the length that would stretch her just right. ‘Look at this beauty,’ she murmured, wrapping her fingers around the base for a teasing handjob. Her grip was firm, stroking from root to tip in slow, deliberate pumps, her thumb swirling over the sensitive underside. Mike’s hips bucked involuntarily, a low moan escaping his throat as she built the tension.
But Bella wasn’t one to tease forever. She leaned forward, her blonde hair falling like a curtain as she took him into her mouth for a blowjob that promised to shatter his shyness. Her lips sealed around the head, tongue flicking rapidly before she sank down, taking half his length in one go. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, her head bobbing with rhythmic intensity. Saliva coated his shaft, dripping down to her hand as she continued the handjob in tandem, twisting her wrist on the upstroke. Mike’s hands fisted the sheets, his eyes glued to the sight of her big tits bouncing slightly with each movement, the green dress riding up to expose more of her thighs.
‘Fuck, Bella… your mouth is incredible,’ Mike gasped, his voice rough with need. She hummed around him, the vibration sending jolts straight to his balls. Bella pushed further, deep-throating him until her nose brushed his abdomen, gagging just enough to add to the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room. She pulled back with a pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock, then dove in again, sucking like she hadn’t had cock in a year. Her free hand cupped his balls, massaging gently, urging him closer to the edge. Mike’s shyness melted away under her oral assault; he reached down, tangling his fingers in her hair, guiding her pace without force.
Satisfied with his growing confidence, Bella released him with a final lick along the underside, her lips shiny and swollen. ‘Now, taste me,’ she demanded, standing to peel off her green mini dress. It slid down her body like liquid, pooling at her feet to reveal her naked form—big tits heaving, pink nipples erect, and a smooth pussy already slick with arousal. She pushed him flat on his back and straddled his face, lowering her dripping folds onto his mouth. Mike didn’t hesitate this time; his tongue shot out for pussy-eating, lapping at her clit with broad, flat strokes. Bella moaned loudly, grinding down as he sucked her labia into his mouth, probing deeper with his tongue to taste her sweetness.
‘Yes, eat that pussy, Mike—make me soak your face,’ she cried, her hands bracing on the headboard for leverage. His hands gripped her ass, pulling her closer, his nose buried in her folds as he devoured her. Bella’s big tits jiggled with each roll of her hips, and she reached down to pinch one nipple, heightening the pleasure. Mike’s tongue circled her entrance, then flicked her clit rapidly, drawing out whimpers that turned to screams. Her juices flooded his mouth, coating his chin, and she rode his face harder, chasing her first orgasm. It hit her like a wave, her thighs clamping around his head as she shuddered, crying out his name.
Panting, Bella slid down his body, her eyes wild with lust. She positioned herself over his big white cock, rubbing the head against her slick pussy before sinking down in one fluid motion. Intercourse began slow, her walls stretching around his girth as she adjusted. ‘Fill me up, just like that,’ she gasped, starting to ride him. Mike’s hands flew to her hips, thrusting up to meet her, their bodies slapping together. Bella leaned forward, offering her big tits for boob play. He latched onto one nipple, tit-sucking with fervor, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud while his other hand kneaded the soft flesh.
She picked up speed, bouncing on his cock, her blonde hair whipping around. The bed creaked under them, the room echoing with wet smacks and heavy breaths. Mike switched nipples, sucking harder, leaving red marks on her pale skin. Bella’s pussy clenched around him, milking his length as another climax built. ‘Don’t stop—suck those tits while you fuck me,’ she ordered, dominant energy surging. He obeyed, his mouth working overtime, tongue swirling as she ground her clit against his pelvis.
They flipped to missionary, Mike taking the top position with renewed boldness. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, plunging deep into her pussy with long, powerful strokes. Bella’s big tits bounced with each thrust, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a messy kiss. His mouth returned to her chest, tit-sucking one breast while pinching the other, the dual sensations pushing her over the edge again. ‘Harder, Mike—pound that pussy!’ she demanded, her nails raking his back.
Mike’s pace quickened, his big white cock slamming into her, hitting spots that made her see stars. Sweat slicked their bodies, her blonde locks sticking to her forehead. He pulled out briefly, and Bella took over with a handjob, stroking him fast and slick with her own juices, edging him mercilessly. ‘Not yet,’ she teased, then guided him back in for more intercourse. They rutted like animals, her legs locking around his waist, urging him deeper.
Craving a change, Bella pushed him off and got on all fours, ass high for doggy style. Mike knelt behind her, gripping her hips as he thrust in from behind. His cock filled her completely, the angle allowing him to rub her g-spot with every stroke. Bella pushed back, meeting his rhythm, her big tits swinging pendulously. ‘Grab them—play with my tits while you fuck me doggy,’ she moaned. Mike reached around, squeezing her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers in rough boob play. The sensation amplified everything, her pussy fluttering around him.
He leaned over her, one hand sliding to her clit for extra stimulation, rubbing circles as he pounded harder. Bella’s moans turned to screams, her body trembling as orgasm ripped through her. Mike kept going, his balls slapping against her, the sight of her arched back and blonde hair driving him wild. ‘You’re so tight… gonna make me cum,’ he grunted. Bella glanced over her shoulder, eyes smoldering. ‘Not inside—on my tits. I want your load all over them.’
Pulling out, Mike flipped her onto her back again. Bella knelt up eagerly, pressing her big tits together in invitation for tit-fucking. He straddled her chest, sliding his slick cock between the soft valleys. The friction was exquisite, her skin warm and pillowy around his length. Bella tilted her head, licking the tip each time it emerged, adding her saliva for smoothness. Mike thrust steadily, groaning at the pressure, his hands bracing on the headboard.
But she wanted more interaction. Releasing her breasts, Bella gave him a handjob while he hovered over her, her fingers flying up and down his shaft. ‘Cum for me, Mike—cover these big tits,’ she urged, her voice husky. He stroked himself too, their hands working in tandem, the buildup intense. With a final thrust into her palm, Mike erupted, ropes of hot cum shooting across her chest. Cum on tits painted her skin white, dripping down her cleavage and over her nipples. Bella rubbed it in with a satisfied sigh, scooping some up to taste, her tongue darting out provocatively.
They collapsed together, chests heaving, but Bella’s energy was far from spent. ‘That was just the warm-up,’ she whispered, her hand trailing down to his softening cock. Mike chuckled, surprised at his own stamina returning under her touch. She was great at inspiring and encouraging guys to shoot their loads on her, and tonight was no exception. After a brief respite, Bella’s assertive side kicked in again. She pushed him onto his back, climbing atop for another round of intercourse.
This time, she rode him reverse, her ass facing him as she impaled herself on his big white cock. Mike’s hands roamed her back, then forward to grope her big tits from behind, pinching nipples in boob play that made her gasp. She bounced hard, her pussy gripping him tightly, the position allowing deep penetration. ‘Feel how wet you make me?’ she taunted, reaching back to fondle his balls.
Transitioning seamlessly, Mike sat up, pulling her into a lotus position for intimate closeness. Face to face, he thrust up while tit-sucking her breasts, his mouth latched onto one nipple, then the other. Bella rocked her hips, grinding her clit against him, their sweat mingling. Her hands explored his chest, nails scraping lightly, mixing submission with control as she whispered dirty encouragements.
The heat built again, leading to pussy-eating interlude. Bella lay back, spreading her legs wide. Mike dove in eagerly, his tongue lapping at her cum-smeared folds—no, wait, her pussy was still slick from their juices. He sucked her clit, fingers plunging inside to curl against her walls. Bella writhed, holding his head, fucking his face until she came hard, flooding his mouth once more.
Revived, Mike entered her in missionary variation, her ankles on his shoulders for maximum depth. Intercourse was frantic, his big white cock pistoning in and out, her big tits jiggling wildly. Boob play ensued—him squeezing, her arching into his touch. A quick blowjob break: Bella sucked him clean, tasting their combined flavors, deep-throating with ease.
Doggy style returned, this time against the bed’s edge, Bella bent over with her hands gripping the frame. Mike slammed into her from behind, one hand in her blonde hair, pulling gently for leverage. ‘Fuck me like you own this pussy,’ she demanded, and he did, his free hand delivering light spanks to her ass. Tit-sucking was tricky here, but he reached around to pinch her swinging breasts, eliciting moans.
Handjob tease followed—he pulled out, and she stroked him while on her knees, edging him close before mounting him again. Tit-fucking round two: oiled slightly with lotion from the nightstand, her big tits slid effortlessly around his cock, her mouth joining to suck the head.
Climaxes cascaded. Bella orgasmed from his tongue, then his cock in doggy, another in missionary as he rubbed her clit. Mike held out, savoring her pleas. Finally, for the grand finish, she knelt, tits thrust forward. A combined handjob from both had him exploding, cum on tits drenching her anew, thick streams landing on her chest and chin.
Exhausted but glowing, they tangled in the sheets. Bella traced patterns on his skin, her blonde head on his chest. ‘See? No more shyness,’ she murmured. Mike kissed her forehead, pulling her closer. The night had transformed him, her high-energy drive igniting something primal. As sleep beckoned, Bella’s hand wandered south once more, hinting at dawn’s possibilities.
But the angel of badness wasn’t done. In the quiet hours, she stirred him awake with a slow blowjob, her lips working magic under the covers. Mike hardened quickly, and they slipped into spooning intercourse, his cock sliding into her from behind while he fondled her big tits. Gentle thrusts built to fervor, ending in another cumshot across her chest.
By morning light, the bedroom bore witness to their marathon—sheets rumpled, air thick with sex. Bad Bella, the tiny blonde bombshell, had conquered Mike’s hesitation, filling her pussy repeatedly with his big white cock and earning every drop of cum on her tits. Their connection deepened, promising more encounters where dominance and submission blurred in ecstatic release.
