"Fuck… yeah, just like that," Ethan praised, leaning back further into the couch. "You've got a nice grip, Bella. You are natural, keep going."
Bella ignored him completely. Her brows furrowed in deep concentration as she focused solely on the massive cock in her hands. She stroked with more purpose now, her soft palm gliding faster along the hot, throbbing length.
Disgust still lingered on her face by the way her lips curled slightly, the flush of humiliation on her cheeks but something else was creeping in. Her strokes grew sloppier, wetter, more urgent as she realized the five-minute timer was ticking down faster than she'd expected.
Ethan's hips twitched, feeding more of his cock into her pumping fist. "Damn, you're a natural at this. Look at you working that dick like you were born for it."
She didn't respond, just kept pumping him harder. Her hand flew up and down the slick shaft, twisting slightly at the swollen head on every upward stroke. Precum poured freely now, coating her fingers and dripping down onto her bare thighs. The wet shlick sounds grew louder, filthier. Her strapless bra had slipped lower during the motion, one of her nipples threatening to pop free with every energetic tug.
From my seat, I couldn't look away. Chloe whimpered softly against my neck, her body squirming hotter on my lap. Her soaked panties rubbed desperately along my aching erection as she tried not to peek at what was happening.
"Robbie… this is so dirty." she breathed, her voice shaky and embarrassed, yet her hips kept rolling in tiny, needy circles.
"Maybe you need both hands, princess." Ethan suggested, his voice dropping lower. "That dick's too big for just one."
Bella didn't even hesitate this time. Her free hand joined the first, both of them now wrapped around his thick shaft. She pumped him with both fists, stroking faster, tighter, the dual grip making wet, obscene noises that echoed through the room. Her arms pressed her breasts together, deepening her cleavage as she worked him with frantic determination.
Ethan groaned louder. "That's it… fuck, you're getting good at this. Only one minute left on the timer."
"Shut up..." Bella hissed through gritted teeth, still stroking him furiously. " ...I know. Just fucking release it already, you bastard."
The timer on Bella's phone finally beeped.
Ethan grinned down at her triumphantly. "Time's up, princess. Looks like I won."
Bella slowed her strokes, her face twisting in frustration. Her hands still lingered on his throbbing cock, shiny and slick with precum. She glared up at him, breathing hard.
"You don't need to slow down." Ethan said smoothly, his voice dark with lust. "You have to make me cum. Keep going."
" Tch… fine." Bella clicked her tongue in annoyance. But instead of stopping, she started stroking him again — both hands gliding up and down his massive length with renewed, almost angry energy. She pumped him hard and fast, twisting her wrists, focusing everything on the sensitive head. Her breasts bounced heavily with the motion.
I was losing my mind. My sister looked so filthy on her knees — both hands frantically jerking my friend's huge cock, her face flushed, lips parted, eyes locked on the swollen head as it leaked all over her fingers. Jealousy and shame burned through me, but the sight made my own cock pulse painfully against Chloe's grinding pussy.
Ethan's breathing grew ragged. His hips started bucking up into her fists. "Fuck… yeah, just like that. You're gonna make me blow."
Bella kept pumping him without mercy, both hands a blur on his glistening shaft. The wet, sloppy sounds were constant now. Precum flew in thin strings with every stroke.
Then, without any warning, Ethan groaned deep in his chest. His cock swelled even thicker in her hands and erupted.
Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum shot forward like a fountain. The first heavy spurt blasted straight across Bella's shocked face, landing from her forehead down to her cheek in a long, white streak. The second and third ropes hit her even harder, one splashing across her lips and chin, another catching in her short black hair and dripping down. More cum kept pumping out, splattering her neck, her collarbone, and the tops of her breasts. Thick globs ran down her skin, some dripping into her exposed cleavage.
"Ahh!" Bella let out a loud, shocked gasp, her eyes flying wide open as the warm, sticky load painted her face. She froze mid-stroke, both hands still wrapped around his twitching, spurting cock as the last few weaker shots landed on her fingers and wrists.
The room went dead silent for a second except for Ethan's satisfied groan and Bella's heavy breathing.
"Hey… you came all over me!" Bella finally sputtered, her voice a mix of disgust and disbelief. She pulled one hand away from his cock, strings of cum stretching between her fingers and his shaft. With her other hand she reached up and touched the thick load on her cheek, lifting some of the pearly white semen on her fingertips to stare at it in horror. "You fucking asshole… it's everywhere!"
Thick cum dripped slowly from her chin onto her breasts. A long strand hung from her hair, swaying as she moved her head. Her face was a complete mess covered in Ethan's load, flushed red with humiliation.
Ethan just laughed breathlessly, chest heaving. "Looks good on you, Bella."
"Hey, asshole! Are you even listening to me?" Bella snarled, her voice cracking with raw fury as she kicked Ethan's leg hard. Thick ropes of his cum still dripped obscenely down her flushed face. She looked utterly filthy, degraded, and pissed beyond words. More of his load had splattered across the tops of her breasts, slowly sliding down into her cleavage.
"Ow! That fucking hurts!" Ethan snapped out of his post-orgasm haze, rubbing his shin.
Bella gritted her teeth so hard I thought they might crack. She stared at him like she wanted to set him on fire with her eyes alone, her chest heaving, cum dripping from her chin onto the floor with every angry breath. Ethan tried to laugh it off awkwardly, raising his hands in mock surrender.
"It was just a mistake, okay? Calm down."
"Just a mistake?" Bella's voice rose to a dangerous pitch. "It's all over my fucking face, you prick!"
Ethan shrugged, his half-hard cock still hanging heavy between his legs, glistening with the mix of her spit and his own cum. "Come on, it's not that bad. You can just wash your face. Looks kinda hot, actually."
Bella brushed her fingers through her messy hair, pulling away a thick strand of white gooey semen that stretched between her fingers as she opened and closed them in disgust.
"It's in my hair, you idiot. Look at this shit." She held her cum-covered fingers up like evidence in a trial.
To be continued...
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