Bella's Joy

Chapter 2 : Her Joy

Author's Note: I just wanted to say thank you to all the readers who gave my first erotic story a chance. For new readers: this story is the second part of a multi-chapter story. Please read the earlier chapter to get the full context of Bella's mindset. In short, Bella has met a college 'friend' of her son, and this chapter is the immediate aftermath. The first chapter is Bella's Love.

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They pulled up in a CVS by their house. She felt a tinge of guilt for sending her son to get the batteries that would end up in her vibrator. A vibrator that she hoped she would cum on, while charged up on the juices churned up by Rick. But the guilt was a small ember within the raging fire that was her libido.

She impatiently waited for Connor to get back. How long did it take to buy fucking batteries anyway. Her skirt was too tight, too restrictive to tease her pussy. She tried to press her hands between her legs, but it was not enough. She needed direct contact and she needed something solid. Something that her pussy walls could pulse around, and cream on. It felt like an eons before Connor came back and they were on their way. It was a quick, jerky drive. She glanced sideways to see her son looking at her worryingly, but she was beyond caring about that right now.

She stopped the car in the garage of their two story house and all but ran up the stairs. Connor followed closely behind, wondering about her mom's strange behavior. She quickly ran up the stairs leaving Connor behind in the kitchen. Heaving a sigh of relief as she reached her bedroom and struggled to pull off her dress.

"Hey mom, do we have something to eat?" she heard him say through her bedroom door.

She closed her eyes in frustration at her son. "Make something for yourself Connor! You are not a kid anymore. I am busy!!"

"Jeez mom! okay."

She crept closer to the bedroom door, as she heard him go downstairs. Her bedroom was not soundproof. It didn't need to be. She usually was not vocal when having sex with her husband John. But today, Bella wanted to be extra careful that her son was not near her bedroom when she was cumming her brains out.

She had a feeling she would be very vocal tonight. In college her nickname amongst her girlfriends was Diva. Brad, her college sweetheart had sort of picked on the name and put his own spin to it. She was a diva to her friends, because she was the hottest amongst them and took the longest to get ready. But to him she was Diva for an entirely different reason. Her cries during those long nights with Brad, riding his magnificent cock, were heard far and wide in the western dorm. Brad used to swear that her screams were almost melodious, like the throaty outro of a soprano. Almost like she was 'singing' for him, singing praises of his performance.

She just didn't want Connor to hear her music today. As soon as she heard his footsteps fading away downstairs, she took out her vibrators from within her cabinet and peeled off her bra and panty. She hurried to the attached bathroom. She stopped for a minute in front of the mirror to admire her body. There is a reason she was proud of her workout routine and ethic. They had kept her in an almost super-humanly gorgeous shape. The 44 inch bust that was currently heaving with anticipation wound down into a taut lean stomach. The same stomach that Rick had gripped so possessively earlier today, she thought with a shudder. The small of back curved into a tight apple bottom ass which was the source of so many male fantasies in her office.

She got ready to get into the tub and paused. This was a delicious moment. Now that she was in her bedroom, she was in no danger of losing this sexual high. In fact, waiting and taking her time would be so much more fun. She was determined to coax every bit of pleasure she could from tonight. It was clear to her at this moment that Rick was the key person to thank for what was turning out to be one of her best evenings in a while. A wicked thought entered her mind. Maybe she should dress up for him. Even though he was never going to know, she felt naughty dressing up and pretending it was a prize for Rick. She sauntered into her bedroom, and opened her lingerie drawer. She picked out a few pieces and laid them out on the bed. She really didn't know what style Rick preferred. In fact, if his words were to be believed, he would prefer her bra-less.

She finally decided on a red mesh bralette with a cutout design in the middle in the shape of a diamond. No need for panties or thigh highs, she had delayed her gratification enough. She stepped into the tub and started her little bullet vibrator. Her pussy had an almost Pavlovian response to the harsh buzzing noise of her bullet. It usually started salivating as soon as the harsh buzzing sound of the vibrator was heard. Today however, her poor pussy was already overwhelmed with juices. The first touch of her bullet to her clit, brought a drawn out groan from deep within her throat.

She clamped a hand to her mouth and listened for any noise from the house. Nothing. It seemed like Connor had not heard her. He was downstairs anyway, so he would not be able to hear her as long as she kept her cries low and limited. At no point did she even entertain the notion that she could be quiet today.

She grabbed her phone to start a recording of herself. For some reason it seemed pertinent to have a record of what was about to happen here. She wasn't going to share it with anyone, but maybe she could relive today through her recording.

"Ooooooh," she cooed as she started the bullet again and pressed it to her clit. It was already engorged and she knew she would soon come to the point where she could insert her other rabbit vibrator deep in her pussy.

"Ahh fuck," she jerked as the bullet almost made her come. Not yet, she thought, not yet. She could feel her pussy walls collapsing on each other begging her to give them something to squeeze on.

She picked up her rabbit and plunged it into her drooling cunt in one stroke.

"Ooooh Fuck! Come on! Aaah... give it to me. Give it to me please...." she squealed.

The time for teasing had passed. Her patience had run out. This was a race to the finish. The business end of the vibrator began pulsing, as she repeatedly plunged it into herself. The toy's bulbous head scratched her inner walls deliciously, just stopping shy of scratching her G-spot. It was probably for the best, she thought. If she added G-spot stimulation to her already horny state she would probably break her own mind.

"Aaaah God! ready to cum... Aaaah"

She grew more vocal as she drew herself closer to the precipice.

"Oh God! here it comes.... Aaah here it comes." She was so close that she could almost taste it. Her legs were about to cramp up but she didn't care. Her body prepared itself for the final ride of the journey. In her delirium she didn't first notice that her toy had stopped rotating.

"What the fuck!"

She was incensed that the battery had to die at this moment. For a split second she deliberated just using the dead vibrator to cum. Or maybe she could just push the buzzing bullet into her cunt and screw herself silly with a dildo. But no, that might be dangerous. She needed batteries. In her sexual haze, she took a while to remember that she had left the batteries downstairs in her hurry to get to her bedroom. She didn't even think of the consequences of her actions before shouting "Conner!! Are you there? Can you bring the batteries to my bathroom?"

Nothing. Silence.

"Connor!" She shouted again.

Cursing her apparently deaf son, she called his phone.

"Hey mom. Why are you calling me on the phone."

"Sweetie, I forgot to get the batteries when I came up to take a shower. Can you bring them to the bathroom please? The bedroom door is not locked."

Connor paused for a second, "Uhh sure mom, why do you need..." but Bella had already cut the call.

Bella impatiently waited for her son for the second time that night, while he bought the batteries for her. She suddenly realized her remaining lingerie was laid on the bed in all its glory. Connor would definitely notice them. "Well there is nothing I can do about it" she thought. As she waited for him to come up to her bedroom, she looked down at her breasts. It seemed like her bosom had been heaving constantly tonight ever since she met Rick. She smirked at how dumbfounded Rick would look if he could see her right now. Brimming with lust and need, all because of him.

She was brought out of her musings with a tentative knock on her bathroom door.

"Thanks sweetie," she mumbled as she opened the door a crack and just used her hands to feel out and snatch the battery from her son. She closed the door and started opening the packet, when she noticed the sheen on her hand. She had used her slick hand to take the battery. Her hand was slick with her juices. Her pussy gave a throbbing pulse as she realized that her son's hand was probably coated with the juices she had secreted for Rick.

Ignoring her confusing ball of horny emotions, she focused on putting the batteries in her rabbit, when she realized Conner might still be standing outside. "Connor, are you there?"

"Yeah mom. Why do you need the batteries?"

"No reason sweetie, go on downstairs. It will take me a while here."

"Okay. Are you sure you are okay?"

By this time Bella had replaced the battery and plunged her lovely rabbit back into her cunt. She was currently debating on whether her pussy would mute the vibrator sounds enough if she turned it on with her son on the other side of the door.

"Yeah I am okay.... go now. We can talk later. I have to take a shower."

She heard his footsteps going away, but she had already started the rabbit. There was no chance of her making it to the tub again. She was going to cum, and she was going to cum right there by the door.

"Oooooh! Let me cum... please. Make me cum."

Her orgasm was approaching lightning fast. Her body again started the preparations to ride the crest of her incredible orgasm. Her pussy flooded with copious amounts of juices. The walls of her cunt prepared to allow a foreign cock to just slip right in and knock at the door of her womb. Sadly no such cock was coming, but that did not stop her cunt muscles from trying to squeeze the life out of her poor rabbit vibrator. Her toes curled inwards impossibly. Her breath hitched as her throat prepared to deliver her siren song. Her nostrils flared. Her nipples rose to the occasion as they elongated to lengths that were unseen since her college days.

"Ricky..... Aaaaaah, I am cumming." These words heralded the arrival of her orgasm as her body locked for almost half a minute. Her throat closed up and then opened to announce her pleasure to the world. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she almost panicked with the intensity of her orgasm.

Waves after endless waves she rode. Her cunt pulsing, milking her artificial cock.

As she felt the final aftershocks of her orgasm leave her, she smiled serenely. Rick had definitely delivered for her. The poor boy didn't even know how hard he made her cum. If Rick had been standing in her bathroom tonight, in her hormonal high state she would have kissed him to show her appreciation. Maybe even cuddled with him. It was with these thoughts that she closed her eyes and rested.