Bella Blows a Bud

Bella heard the buzzer ring faintly high above her as she held the intercom button down for a few seconds. Stamping the caked on snow off her boots she jammed her numbed hands back into her pockets and waited.

"Yo, who's that?" a distorted voice creaked from the battered looking box by the door. She leaned in close and raised her voice a little above the traffic and the wind.

"Hey man, its Bella"

"Sweet, two secs," the box crackled back.

A click then a louder buzzing.

The wind caught the stair door and Bella pushed it partly open, letting her slip her slender frame inside quickly and closed it firmly against the howling gale and snow that drifted in.

She brushed the snow from her shoulders before starting up to the top landing. Why do dealers always live on the top floor?

She reached his door, baking like a meatloaf under her heavy woolen coat and hat, and gave a quick ring of the doorbell. She heard a door open inside and heavy footsteps making their way to the front door. A chain rattled, a lock was drawn back, the door opened a crack, a dark set of eyes peered out at her suspiciously as if expecting someone else. Then the door was thrown wide by a tall, well built black guy wearing a housecoat and sandals. Bella felt a flutter of lust tickle in her stomach knowing Mo probably wore nothing under that robe except boxers but brushed it aside and shot a friendly smile.

"Hey Bell, how's it shaking?" the man said in a warm, friendly voice.

"Hey Mo," she responded, matching his cheeriness as he waved her into the flat. The heat hit her immediately, every pore on her body kicked into overdrive.

"Fucking hell it's almost tropical in here," she choked out as she swiftly pulled her coat and hat off, her long blue hair fell free from the sweaty beanie and her glasses fogged over with the sudden humidity, leaving her blind.

He laughed, a deep rich chuckle, and said "Yeah babes, I ain't ever gonna be used to these frozen winters."

She hung her dripping coat on one of the hooks by the door, kicked off her boots and followed Mo through to the living room, bringing her damp backpack with her, carrying it by the strap.

If anything it was warmer in the front room. The tv was quietly playing some action movie and there were glasses and bottles spread about the room, party debris if Bella had ever seen it.

"So how's tricks?" Mo asked casually over his shoulder as Bella flumped into the deep armchair, stretched out her frozen legs and began to rub the circulation back into them.

"Yeah, not bad. Just the usual, work sleep repeat," Bella yawned; the heat in the flat was making her sleepy. "What about yourself?"

"Same same," he replied casually. "Not much else to do when you're snowed in." He chuckled that deep laugh again.

"Now to businesses, what can I do you for?"

Mo seated himself on the sofa opposite Bella, reached behind him and pulled out a massive ziplock bag crammed with slightly smaller bags from the space between the sofa and the wall.

"Got some primo shit here and got a bit of standard as well." He placed the bag on the coffee table and after a brief search pulled a set of scales from under the assorted DVD boxes, letters and general debris that concealed the top of the table.

"Can you do me a half of each?" she asked, knowing the answer already by the size of the bags on the table.

"Yeah babes, just the usual," he laughed again. Bella thought she'd never met someone who laughs as much as Mo. Probably easy to have such a chill temperament when all you do all day is smoke up, play video games and sling baggies.

Mo set to work weighing and bagging her weed while they passed the time with casual chat; movies, weather, the usual back and forth.

"Mind if I skin one up for the road?" Bella asked as he handed her the two large parcels.

"Peace babes, do what you need," he smiled at her. "I'm just chilling so no rush."

"Thanks man," she smiled back at him and pulled her rolling materials from her backpack.

"Looks like you had quite a night," Bella ventured as she glanced around at the party flotsam and jetsam that filled the room.

Mo laughed again and shook his head.

"Nah, my roomie moved out last week and I've been struggling to pick up after myself. Or struggling to find the motivation more like." He chuckled deep in his throat. "I'll probably get round to it at some point soon."

"Ah, sorry to hear Jess moved out dude, She was a nice girl," Bella offered in commiseration.

Bella had casually admired Jess when she'd been around, a curvy black girl, she wasn't Bella's usual girl crush type but she had a gorgeous face and a dump truck ass that was hard not to notice. Bella had spoken to her often and had the idea that Mo had kept Jess around so certain clients felt a little more at ease when visiting. She had also been at least a little jealous that Jess no doubt got cheaper weed for the pleasure of this stallion fucking her.

"Yeah, and she loved to suck dick like no-one I've ever met" Mo chuckled salaciously, watching Bella from the corner of his eye.

"No way dude" she exclaimed loudly, almost upsetting the paper and weed balanced on her lap. It might've seemed forward to someone else but Bella and Mo had known each other a long time and often passed small talk about their respective sex lives. "She didn't seem like the type at all. More like a "if I have to" sorta gal," Bella said in disbelief.

"Shit man, she sucked on command. Anytime I asked she'd get on her knees."

Bella picked up the paper and began to roll it between slightly shaky fingers as Mo produced his own joint, a thick looking blunt, and lit it with a zippo.

"To be honest, that's what I'm missing most," he said, pausing to take a long draw and exhaling slowly. "Having someone to split rent with is nice but I'd rather have the blowjobs." He laughed again and lapsed into quiet thought, no doubt thinking about Jess sucking him, Bella's mind wandered as another, sharper pulse of lust tickled her.

"Yeah, nothing better than head on tap," Bella smirked as she licked the length of the skin, showing a little more tongue than necessary, and stuck it down, thinking about her own flatmate Ivy, who had woken Bella this morning by crawling into her bed and softly kissing her labia until she woke. She tapped down the joint before brushing the loose crumbs into her baccy pouch and packed it back into her bag, trying to brush off the shiver of eroticism that was lit in her, then she rose from the chair and walked over to the window to check the weather.

Snow was falling hard in a blizzard of white that blocked the view of the tenements across the street and had already filled the footprints she left coming up the pavement.

"Damn, it's coming down thick out there," she murmured quietly to herself as she stood hypnotised by the flurries of snow dancing down the street.

She heard a movement behind her then a heavy hand on her shoulder as Mo peered past her. She felt him pressed into her back as he stared into the street and for a second she felt a bulge brush against her ass that made her tingle all over.

"Fuck you weren't joking," he exclaimed before stepping back towards the sofa.

"Well you're welcome to wait it out here, not exactly good conditions for a smoke on the way home."

"Cheers dude," Bella replied quickly, thankful she could stay in his warm flat a little longer, and quickly lit the joint she held between her ruby lips.

Mo grabbed a controller of the table and tossed it to Bella underhanded, thankfully she caught it without bumbling it.

"Mario kart?" he smiled at her.

"Fuck yes dude, but don't start with rainbow road, I need a warm up."

They played a few tracks and smoked their respective joints whilst chatting back and forth for about an hour before the subject came back up.

"Man, I am telling you," Mo began as he braked hard into a corner, "I am missing Jess hard right about now." He flew round the corner on a massive boost and soared past Bella's kart.

"Yeah? You've been hard up since she left? I'd have thought a guy like you would clean up on dating apps?"

"What do you mean a guy like me?" he asked flatly.

"I mean... that is.." Bella managed to bumble out before he burst out laughing.

"Yeah girl, I'm just fucking with you. But genuinely, girls match cause the want fucked by a big black cock but they never want to suck it. Jess though.." Mo trailed off half in remembrance and half in concentration on the corner. He flew into first at the last second as Bella accepted her third place with humility.

"Yes, fuck you Mario!" Mo cheered from the sofa, pumping an arm in the air in victory before putting the pad down and picking up his blunt.

"Listen," Bella said looking up at Mo, "I was wondering if I could help you out a little."

Mo glanced over at her and cocked an eyebrow as he lit up.

"Well, it's just you said you missed having your dick sucked by someone who loved doing it and, well it just so happens that I love sucking cock so I wondered if maybe I could.." she trailed off, placing a hand gently on his knee and running it up his thigh until her fingers glided under the robe, gazing at him with the most desperation she could gather in her big blue eyes. "C'mon, daddy," she whispered in a low sultry voice. "Let Bella take care of you."

"Damn girl, you serious?" he asked, dumbstuck by her sudden sluttyness.

In answer to his question she dropped to her knees and shuffled between his legs, dropping her jaw and slowly licking her juicy, red lips and coated them with spit.

"C'mon, let me get my mouth round that python of yours," she whispered seductively. "I wanna see if it's as big as I suspect."

Grinning ear to ear Mo silently undid the belt of his robe and pulled it aside, exposing his thick semi hard cock and eliciting a gasp of shock and lust from Bella.

"Shit, you're not even fully hard and it's huge!"

She grinned up hungrily into his eyes, light glinting off the lenses of her glasses then lowered her glistening lips to him and began planting wet kisses up and down his hardening shaft, her tongue occasionally darting out and circling his tip.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Daddy, so salty and musky. Can I lick your balls?"

Mo grunted in the affirmative and reached out a careful hand to guide her down, unable to believe how lucky he was that this cute emo chick was desperate to suck cock. He couldn't count how often he'd fantasised about Bella throating his cock and given her current skill on display he fully believed she could do it.

Bella worked slowly down his shaft, lips running over every inch and every vein before her tongue ran out, lapping his sack and running over the contracting skin and leaving thick trails of spit where it roamed. Mo gasped as he felt Bella's lips engulf his sack as she took his balls into her mouth, sucking delicately at them as her hand gripped his stiffening cock tight and worked up and down it until he was at full mast.

Bella felt herself burning with lust, overcome by the sweaty taste of Mo's balls filling her mouth and the feel of his iron cock, too thick to allow her fingers to meet, throbbing to full sail in her puny grip. She had a momentary doubt, maybe she had bitten off more than she could chew. His cock was fucking massive. She'd fucked well hung guys before, even had a couple of them squeeze their pythons into her tight arse, that had hurt so good, but there was no way Mo would get that pleasure. At least not until she'd warmed up, a guilty, slutty thought that ran through her mind and sent a shiver through her wet cunt as she sucked greedily at his heavy, pendulous balls.

She allowed his balls out of her mouth after another quick swirl with her tongue, popping them out one after the other, then began to work her lips up his thick shaft, licking and kissing her way gradually to his tip. Mo leaned back, putting his hands behind his head to avoid the temptation of gripping Bella by the hair and roughly violating her mouth. That would be hot but Mo had the distinct impression that he wouldn't need to intervene, that Bella would be more than willing to swallow him whole and all he would have to do is lie back and let her go to town.

Bella worked her way lovingly to Mo's tip, ensuring her desperate lips and roaming tongue caressed every inch of skin on the way. She could taste a day's worth of sweat and funk on his meaty cock and it was driving her wild, setting her nerves on an electric edge, feeling the thrill of dirty, slutty fun numb her brain and supercharge her erogenous zones. She darted her tongue over the sensitive underside of his head and he groaned loudly, spurring her to lap it repeatedly then press her lips to it and kiss it passionately. Her blue eyes flashed with lust, locking with Mo's as she purred, "Mmm, I love your cock, Daddy. Tastes sooo good!" She swirled her dripping tongue around his head a few times then pressed it against the underside and gave a series of long, sensuous licks from tip to balls before pressing her wet lips to the tip, all without breaking eye contact.

"Can I suck it, Daddy?" she giggled. "It tastes so good, Daddy. I need it in my mouth sooo bad. Can this little slut suck Daddy's big meaty dick? Please?"

Mo gaped at her, astounded. Sure, Jess had been an enthusiastic enough dick sucker but she had never begged to suck him. Most times she'd just get on her knees and take it in her mouth when he asked. Now he had this Pale skinned, blue eyed, blue haired, tattooed Emo slut on her knees, begging him to let her suck his dick and calling him Daddy.

Fucking white girls...

"Yeah, baby," he grunted, coming back to himself. "You can suck it as much... Oh yeah, Bella, oh fuckk as much as, oh fuck, girl."

Bella had gotten all the go ahead she needed, slipping his head between her luscious lips and dancing her tongue round his tip.

"Thank you, Daddy," she moaned in a voice dripping with lust before her lips enveloped his entire tip.

Mo threw his head back, overwhelmed by her pale blue eyes magnified by her glasses and her eager lips sliding over his head and moaned, "Oh fuck, Bell... Fuck, soo good, baby."

He felt her shlucking lips twitch with a smile and she took a little more of him into her mouth, moaning quietly in response.

Bella spent a good while working his tip with her lips and tongue, slowly taking more of Mo into her. He was big but she knew she could take it. Just got to work it methodically, patiently. A marathon not a sprint, that was the key to any good bj.

Soon the combined heat of the flat and her own rising body heat became too much for her. Hesitantly, she rocked back on her knees, Mo's cock sliding wetly from her mouth.

"One sec," Bella gasped. "It's fucking boiling in here." She took off her glasses and placed them on the coffee table, pulled off her hoodie, revealing a gray tank top that hung loosely from her petite body. She ran a forearm over her forehead then undid her jeans and pulled them off, tossing them carelessly to the side.

Bella knelt in front of Mo, slightly gasping and glistening with a light sweat on her pale, but colourfully tattooed skin; her top hung limply off her almost like a rag, her small breasts and erect nipples clearly visible through the thin cotton.

A pair of hip hugging wonder woman panties struggled to contain her luscious ass, the only part of her that seemed to have any meat to it at all. Her delicate legs folded almost regally below her.

Mo's eyes swept over Bella, drinking her in and swelling with lust as she winked vivaciously at him, put her glasses back on, then pulled 2 hairbands from her wrist and gripped her unruly hair into rough twin ponytails. "Touch yourself, Daddy," she moaned, licking her lips as she worked on her hair. "Show Bella how you like it."

Mo gripped his cock firmly and began stroking with long, sensuous strokes, watching Bella's wet tongue run over her lips until they dripped as she finished her hair and dropped her hands to her tits, squeezing her nipples through the shirt. "Mmm I'm ready for you now, Daddy. Are you ready for me?"

"Fuck yes, Bell. Get over here and put my cock in your mouth."

Bella grinned hungrily and leaned forwards, her wet, warm mouth instantly engulfing Mo's twitching tip.

Mo again restrained himself, placing his hands back behind his head and let out a satisfied groan as Bella's lips slipped down his tip, paused, then slid deeper. His tip slipped to the back of her mouth and she gurgled gently as it pressed her throat. Bella looked up to make sure Mo was watching, gave him a wink then slipped a few inches into her throat. Mo gasped as Bella held him in her throat for a second gazing deep into his eyes then running her lips down a few more inches until over half his cock was in her throat.

Bella beamed inside, proud of herself for taking so much of his cock so quickly and attempted a little more.

"Glrrkk! Gllrrrp!"

She gagged, feeling a wave of lubricating spit squirt from her throat and dribble from her stretched lips. Her pussy burned with desire, soaking the panties which hugged her tight pussy maddeningly.

She drew back a little, took a deep breath through her nose then flung herself forward.

"Glrrkk! Gllluk!"

Another inch. Barely.

Mo, oblivious to Bella's internal battle, moaned in a world of his own as he watched Bella inch down his cock. She was slowly taking him from tip to just over half way down, pushing deep and softly choking before pulling back and going again. Over and over her lips glided over him, her tongue writhed and squirmed and her throat squeezed. Spit coated his cock and ran down to his balls, bubbles formed in the corner of Bella's stretched lips and popped, splattering her cute face with strings of sticky throat lube. "Fuck, girl," he gasped, "you weren't joking... fuuuck!"

Bella held Mo deep for a second, flexing her throat around his python before letting it slither from her lips, twirling her tongue around his head, and gazed into his eyes from behind lightly splattered glasses and smirked coquettishly.

"I never joke about sucking big dick, Daddy," she giggled before taking his head gently between her lips and delicately sucking. She gazed longingly at Mo, and summoning her best come fuck me eyes, began to beg.

"Mmm you taste so good," Bella moaned, before slowly working down Mo's cock to the point she'd reached before, her trembling throat holding him deep until her eyes watered. She didn't rush back, working slowly to his tip.

"Mmm Daddy, I want all of you in my throat," she moaned in a playfully stroppy voice as her sucking lips popped off his tip. "Don't you want me to take all your cock?" she pouted. "Don't you want to watch me gag as your meaty dick fucks my throat?"

Mo groaned and said, "Baby, you keep doing what you're been doing and I'll be a happy man.

"But Daddy, I want all of it. Won't you help me take you all the way?"

Bella's mouth took his tip in and worked the underside.

Fuuuucck!" Mo gasped his hand falling to her head and holding her.

"Yes, Daddy! Use me!" she cried in a muffled voice that was cut off as his cock ploughed into her throat as he pushed down on her head.

Fuck yes Bella screamed internally as she was pushed down Mo's raging cock, straight to choking point.

"Thhnnkk gggguuggh!" she groaned as Mo's cock violated her convulsing throat, driving deeper and squirting a flood of spit over Mo's balls. He held her down for a moment, grunting his enjoyment of the spasms of her throat on his shaft and savouring the sensation of drool running freely down his cock and balls before gripping one ponytail and pulling her off his cock with a shower of spit. Long strands ran from Bella's gasping lips to his twitching cock.

Bella gazed up, cockdrunk and eyes spinning with lust behind her splattered glasses, gasping deeply. "Thank... Thank you... Daddy." She burned deeply with erotic charge, the feeling of his heavy cock in her throat had driven her over the edge. Her hand dropped to her obviously soaked panties and began to stroke her inflamed labia through the wet material. Her nipples screamed as the fabric of her shirt brushed them, begging for attention. Even her asshole felt needy, clenching and relaxing eagerly. She opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue.

"Fuck my mouth, please."

Mo sat for a second, absorbing the image in front of him. Bella squatting in front of him, spit smeared face uptilted, greedy mouth open and soft tongue protruding, begging blue eyes made enormous by her glasses. One hand rubbed delicately at a wet patch on her frayed underwear, her pussy clearly defined by the damp fabric; the other hand had slipped under the vest top and was gently tweaking her nipples.

Mo rose from the sofa, his cock slapping heavily onto Bella's outstretched tongue as he gripped both ponytails and grinned down at her. Wordlessly, he slowly thrust forward, simultaneously pulling her to him by her hair. Bella whimpered quietly as his cock sunk deep into her throat until she gagged three quarters of the way down. "Glurkk, mmmrr," Bella squirmed. Mo pulled her back a few inches slowly, before driving deep.

"GLLRK, GLLRKK, GLRR.. MMMRRGHGH!!:

Fucking white girls, Mo thought, before shifting his hands from her hair and gripping the back of her head. He gazed deep into her lust swarmed, slightly panicked eyes, and pushed her down.

FUCK OH FUCK FUCK!!! Bella screamed inside her head. It seemed a lot bigger somehow as Mo loomed over her, his dark, hard body imposingly erotic. Well she had begged for it, she'd made her bed, now it's time to throat a 12 inch cock.

Mo pushed himself into her throat inexorably, or to be more accurate, Mo pushed her onto his cock. Bella could feel every inch invade her spasming throat, each choke followed by an instant push, each gag unleashing a flood of spit and drool that only served to lube the python. Her lips stretched in an ecstasy of pain and her jaw ached as if it were unhinging as the last few inches slid triumphantly past those straining lips and she felt his tangle of pubes brush her nose.

"That's it Bell," Mo gasped as he stared down at her, watching black tears run down her face with lusty eyes. "Fuck, baby. You took it all," he gasped.

She gurgled as he held her in place, again enjoying the feeling of her throat squeezing his cock while he watched her squirm and hitch. He gave a few slow thrusts, ploughing the last, tough quarter back and forth, helping Bella get accustomed to the sensation before releasing his grip on her head.

To his surprise, Bella did not immediately fall off, coughing and gagging as Jess did when he made her throat his entire cock. Instead Bella backed up until half his cock was in her mouth, then slowly slid down until her nose nestled into his pubes. She repeated this over and over, struggling less with each repetition until she eventually was taking his whole length in and out her groaning lips with minimal choking. After a few minutes she collapsed backwards, Mo's cock popping from her mouth like a champagne cork.

"Oh fuck that's hot," Bella gasped as she fell to her ass. Her fingers hadn't ceased their pussy teasing and she amped it up a level, hand slipping under the cheap elastic and gliding with ease into her sopping slit. Her other hand pulled off the damp vest top and cast it aside, exposing the rest of her petite body and her tiny pebble breasts with diamond hard nipples each accented by a metal bar piercing.

"Oh fuck, Daddy. I need more. I need you to fuck my mouth while I finger myself. Can I play with myself while you fuck my mouth, Daddy?"

Mo's mouth was set in a wide smile as he reached down and gripped Bella's ponytails, hauling her up to her knees. He brought his cock to her lips and held it there as she whimpered and begged with her eyes.

"Yes, baby. Rub your naughty cunt for me while I fuck your mouth. I wanna hear you squeal while I choke you with my cock."

Bella's eyes lit up and her tongue strained for Mo's wet head.

"Mmm I'm ready, you've stretched my throat, Daddy. I'm ready for your big monster co... Grrgpptthh... glrgg... gluckk...

Mo had pulled her forward, jamming half his rod straight down Bella's throat as her eyes widened and fluttered and she groaned heavily around his choking cock. Her fingers probed deeply as as he ploughed away at her eager wet mouth, first one, then two, eventually a third crept slowly into her twitching pussy, juices running down to her knuckles as they twisted and stroked inside her, sending jolts of ecstasy through her exhilarated body.

Mo moaned in time with his deep, rhythmic strokes, slowly slotting his cock from tip to root deep into Bella's quivering throat, over and over and she glucked and sucked, moaning sluttishly while her soaked fingers ravaged her greedy cunt. Drool cascaded down her chin and splashed onto her small breasts, glazing her bullet hard nipples and dripping from the metal bars that pierced them. Mo watched in wonder as Bella throated his meat over and over in a way that would have had Jess tapping out fast. He felt a flutter in his stomach and the rising tide of orgasm tickled his balls. For a second he considered blowing his load then and there but instead breathed deep and pulled Bella's head from his pulsing cock, released his grip and sat back down.

As his wet cock slithered from her mouth Bella gasped a deep, revitalising breath then shuffled between Mo's legs, stuck her tongue out and lapped at Mo's twitching head.

"God, Daddy. You fuck my throat so well," she croaked. "Do you like the way my throat squeezes your big dick?"

"Damn, girl. You a freak," he moaned as her tongue deftly caressed his head.

She giggled in response, "Yeah, a freak for big, thick cocks."

Without prompt she slid forward, her warm mouth taking him to the back of her throat and her tongue gleefully whirling against his shaft as she beamed up with a full mouthed grin, her eyes ablaze with passion as she resumed bobbing on his cock. Not as deep this time but sensuously, slowly working her tongue over his stoney phallus, worshiping with her lips as she fingered herself into oblivion.

Bella's head swam as she knelt at his feet, the ache in her jaw was a dull, distant thing almost entirely obscured by the dank, sweaty taste of Mo's dusky cock filling her mouth, and her own fingers stroking just the right places inside her to keep her on the edge. She could feel climax burning deep inside her but held back, holding it and letting it grow.

Mo, similarly, was letting her expertly edge him, building his load and smirking inside. He was gonna drown this emo whore in a week's worth of backed up cum. And he reckoned she was gonna love every drop.

Mo leaned over and Bella felt a twinge of excitement spasm her, instead of oh fuck she thought fuck yes, throat me. To her disappointment, he didn't push her head down on him but instead picked up the lighter and blunt, leaned back and smoked contentedly. He stared into her eyes as she sunk slowly down on him, telegraphing her desires with her huge, blue fuck me eyes.

Mo took the hint and placed one hand on her head, more resting than pushing but it worked for Bella. She took him all the way in under his gentle pressure and held him there as he inhaled, rising up slowly with his exhale.

"Smells nice, Daddy," she groaned around his dick, "Can I get a taste?"

Mo hesitated, thinking of the sticky pre-cum he'd been leaking into her mouth for the past 30 minutes, then shrugged and handed it to her.

"Hell yeah, girl. Need your spinach to keep your strength up."

She gave his cock an appreciative wet pop with her mouth, reached up a slightly shaky hand and took the joint from Mo's thick fingers and brought it down to her glistening lips and closed her eyes, drawing deep and hungrily on the blunt. She held it in for a moment before exhaling, whispers pouring from her mouth in a cloud of smoke, "Thank you, Daddy. May I have another?"

Her blue eyes opened slowly and gazed at Mo with a look that was more burning desire than red eye and he was unsure if she meant a smoke or to go back to sucking.

He grinned stupidly, his own head swimming from the powerful blunt and the divine blowjob, he would've said yes to anything.

"You've earned it, Bell," he said, meaning it either way. She brought the blunt to her smeared lips again, took a lungful, then slipped her lips round his cock and worked her tongue around it, blowing him for about 30 seconds before sliding off him and exhaling a blue gray cloud around his raging hard on. She repeated this for each draw, sometimes working the tip with her lips and tongue, sometimes chasing the smoke down her throat with his cock. All the while Mo groaned and gasped, literally blown away by what an absolute slut Bella was.

Bella's own head was spinning now from the weed, the lack of air and the lewdness of what she was doing. She slipped her soaked finger from her cunt with a wet gasp then deftly switched hands with the blunt, rubbing her slickness over the roach and taking one more puff, savouring her taste mingled with the pot, then beckoned Mo to bend down to her.

Mo leaned in, transfixed by this sticky, drool splattered angel, with her running makeup and wet, soft lips. She reached up and placed the blunt carefully between his lips, delicately running her fingers over his lips and leaving her musky, erotic taste to linger on his lips.

"Giiirl!" Mo moaned as he inhaled, feeling his cock flex achingly as Bella's wet fingers fondled his iron shaft.

Her face gazed up at him, pale, wet and enticing as her other hand slid into her panties, eliciting a gasp from her as her face twisted in pleasure.

"Fuck, I'm so wet, OHHH my clit is so HARD!. Oh Fuck, Daddy can I play with my clit, please? I wanna cum with your dick in my mouth."

Mo inhaled and nodded, reaching out silently and gripping Bella's head firmly.

"Oh thank you, Daddrrghhgh!"

Mo pressed Bella down hard and fast, keeping the pressure up until her tight lips wrapped the root of his cock and her groans and whimpers of pleasure vibrated his shaft deliciously. Her hand was a blur on her clit, rubbing herself furiously as she allowed Mo to fuck her throat, groaning and drooling mindlessly as her orgasm built up, burning hotter and hotter deep inside her. She felt filthy and slutty and incredible; she wished she had her dildo and toys with her so she could stuff every hole. Or that her flatmate Ivy was behind her with that insane tongue of hers.

The thought of Ivy's tongue gently lapping her pussy sent Bella over the edge. Her pussy throbbed and quivered wildly, her clit shrieked as her hand toyed it expertly, the burning orgasm pulsed through her delicate nerves and sent her whole body trembling.

"Cmmgh... cmmmgghhh... fgghh!!" Bella cried out around Mo's thrusting shaft as the orgasm shook her body, her pussy tensed and relaxed over and over, her brain melting as endorphins flooded her neural pathways.

"Squuugh.. sghhrtnnggg!" she gurgled in shock as sticky liquid gushed from her pussy in powerful jets, soaking through her panties, dripping onto the floor and running down her trembling thighs as she drooled brainlessly on Mo's veiny cock, slack jawed and eyes rolled back in ecstasy, hand still furiously strumming her hard clit.

Mo was rapidly approaching the point of no return, his steely cock pounding in and out of Bella's throat, dripping spit all over her heaving chest and the already damp floor. He watched as she drooled and gurgled on him, so lost in her own orgasm she was little more than a wet hole to be filled up. And fill her up Mo intended to do.

Mo gripped Bella's hair and pulled her back until only his tip was in her mouth and locked eyes with her. The last of the orgasm still hazed her blue eyes as she stared back, sucking gingerly at his tip.

"Fuck baby, you got me close," he gasped as her tongue played on his tip. " Where you want it?"

Bella sucked hard, smiling, then popped her lips off and whispered in a seductive purr, "Mmm, shoot down my throat, fill my mouth up. I wanna feel you pump a hot load down my throat and taste it as you fill my mouth, Daddy."

Her lips brushed over his twitching head and slid down until his tip pushed into her throat.

Bella allowed Mo's length into her throat, revelling in the sensation of her throat opening for him, slipped her fingers from her sodden slit and probed further back, sliding them between her firm cheeks and gently rubbing her twitching, needy asshole. After a second's hesitation, was she really about to do this, she slipped a single, slick digit knuckle deep into her trembling butthole.

"Grrrgghgghh... shhhlllrrrp... grrgpptthh," she gasped as her finger slid relentlessly in and out, feeling like a dirty whore, mouth full of cock and ass desperate to be filled.

Not enough.

A second finger joined the first, squeezing into her tight rectum and sending pulses of pleasure through her slutty ass as her ring clamped tightly around the invading digits.

"Ggh.. gllrk.. slllck shhhlllrrrp.. hrdrr... Dghhdghh." Bella's head bobbed furiously, desperate to taste her hard won prize, keen to feel hot jizz shoot down her throat as she toyed with her asshole. Her wet cunt rubbed against her soaked panties as she desperately probbed into her own arse. As Mo pulled back, Bella leaned away from him so her lips popped off his cock.

"Harder, Daddy," she gasped breathlessly, fingers entwining in her butthole. "Fuck my slutty mouth and feed me your thick load, please. I'm ready for it."

Her lips sealed around his leaking head and she gazed deep into Mo's dark eyes, "Mmm, don't make me beg," she winked before continuing her long strokes, taking most of his length between her smeared lips and drooling heavily.

Mo, who had been holding back his load for a good while, struggled not to immediately blow on Bella's upturned face; her ruined makeup, tousled blue hair and red tinged, watery eyes magnified by sticky glasses were almost enough to drive him over the edge. The idea of her begging to swallow his cum was too much, the familiar warmth was coiling in his crotch, his cock was somehow becoming stiffer, getting ready for the payoff. Mo breathed deep and began thrusting into Bella's throat with reckless abandon.

"Fuck, baby... You ready?... Gonna swallow for me..." he panted breathlessly.

"Cmm.. ddggdgh... cmmgh.. gllrrrk... slrrppslrrrp..." was all Bella could manage as a third finger pressed eagerly to her stretched butthole and slid relentlessly in.

Mo was pounding viciously in and out of Bella's throat, her chokes and gags only spurring him on as his cock began to pulse and orgasm overtook him. He gripped her ponytails tight and slammed himself balls deep, shooting the first of his load straight down Bella's clenching throat.

Bella felt his cock pulse deep inside her, felt a jet of hot cum squirt down her throat and pulled back, feeling another heavy load fire off before she got his thick tip in her mouth. Mo moaned heavily, legs shaking as he shot load after load into Bella's warm, wet mouth. He shuddered with pleasure as Bella milked a weeks worth of cum from his pulsing python, swallowing when her mouth filled before sucking him more, her eyes hazy and crossed, grunting in pleasure as her fingers working furiously in her asshole and she greedily swallowed every drop of Mo's cum.

Gradually, Mo stopped thrusting and slowly slid his softening cock from between Bella's slick lips, a final dribble of cum squirting on her lips and chin as he pulled away

"Fuck... Bella, what the fuck? Damn I thought Jess was a freak but you're a whole other level." He reached down and gently stroked her hair as she kissed his deflating cock, her face sticky with spit and cum that had spilled from her lips.

"I told you, Daddy," Bella giggled, "I love sucking cock."

Bella gave his cock a final, thorough licking, cleaning the last remnants of his salty cum and discreetly popped the fingers out of her ass. She was a little embarrassed she had been rendered horny enough to finger her butthole and was somewhat glad Mo hadn't seemed to notice.

Bella fell back on her ample backside and took a good long look at herself. Naked except a pair of soaked knickers, lean body slick with sweat and spit, nipples and clit rock hard, pussy throbbing and asshole quivering. Her jaw ached fiercely and the heavy, cloying taste of cock and cum filled her mouth. She felt like a dirty cumslut, a filthy whore debasing herself on a massive cock.

She felt good.

"Fuck, Bell that was incredible," Mo's deep voice cut across Bella's thoughts and sent a shiver of renewd lust through her exhausted body. She grinned up at him and said, "Anytime, big boy. Now, do you think I could go clean up?"

Mo slapped his knee guilty and said, "Shit, girl. Yeah, head on through. You know where the bathroom is, yeah?"

Bella climbed unsteadily to her feet, gathering her scattered clothes as she did, and replied, "Yeah, just down the hall. Back in a few."

Bella sashayed out the room, feeling Mo's eyes on her as she walked to the hall and made her way to the bathroom.

Closing the door, she stripped off her panties and stood in front of the mirror, inspecting just how fucked up her makeup was. Lipstick smudged onto her cheek and worn thin on her lips; behind her splattered glasses her eye liner had run heavily, leaving dark circles around her bright blue eyes and black trails down her pale but flushed face. Her hair, despite being pulled into twin ponytails, was tangled and hung limp and damp.

Such a slut, Bella thought to herself, feeling a tingle of excitement, guiltily bringing her three fingers up and slipping them gingerly into her mouth.

Bella stood there for a moment, savouring the taste of her pussy and ass while lightly tweaking her clit with her free hand, moaning quietly around her fingers. She snapped out of it a moment later, realising she'd have all the time in the world once she got back to the flat. And Ivy should be home.

Bella washed off her ruined makeup as quickly as she could, grateful Jess had left behind a pack of wipes and began to pull on her clothes. She pulled up her panties and thrilled at the soaked fabric pressing her still excited lips. Then she remembered the blizzard and, deciding she didn't want icicles to form, slipped the panties back off, pulled on her jeans and stuffed her wet knickers into her back pocket.

She dressed quickly and made her way back to the living room. Mo had pulled his robe together and fastened it. Bella was thankful, if she had seen his cock again she might have had to start all over.

"Well," she chirped, " I hate to suck and go but I should probably be getting away."

Mo chuckled, "Hey, I ain't kicking you out anytime. Weather's cleared up a bit though."

"Better go before I'm snowed in," Bella smiled as she crossed the room and paused in front of Mo. "Not that that would be the worst thing." She smiled and leaned in, planting a delicate kiss on his lips.

"Did I suck you good, Daddy?" Bella whispered in Mo's ear, her breath tickling his neck.

"Fuck girl, you're the best. Seriously."

Bella giggled and kissed him again before turning to leave. Mo reached out, quickly seizing Bella's wrist. "Think a bj like that deserves a little something." He pressed a baggie into Bella's hand, closing her fingers around it. Bella beamed down at Mo, "Hey, I'll not say no but just so you know," she leaned back in close. "I'll do it for free. My pay is feeling you fill my mouth." Another kiss, lingering and passionate, then she hooked up her bag and turned just before heading into the hall.

"Seriously, you've got my number. Anytime." She gave a final, salacious grin and headed out, leaving Mo to wonder how he got so lucky and whether later tonight was too early to call her back round.