Beck slammed the door behind her, her curvy frame still vibrating with fury after the pebbles had pinged off her ass and gumballs had slipped down her blouse. At twenty-one, she was no shrinking violet, and the neighborhood boys' antics had crossed a line. Yet as she whirled around, Teddy and two of his friends stood inside her living room, the door somehow ajar. Teddy clutched a folded belt in one hand, his eyes locked on hers with a mix of defiance and something hotter.
"You think barging in here makes you tough?" Beck snapped, hands on her hips, accentuating her full breasts. "I said stop, or I call the cops. That belt isn't scaring me—it's pathetic."
Teddy smirked, twirling the leather. "Pathetic? We were just having fun, Beck. Your ass looked too good not to aim at. And that blouse? Gumballs were an excuse to get closer. Admit it, you're as horny as we are."
She laughed sharply, stepping forward without fear. "Fun? Try harassment. But if you're man enough to follow through, prove it. That belt better be for something better than threats." Her voice dripped with challenge, eyes flashing. The air thickened as his friends shifted, but Teddy held her gaze.
"Oh, it's for play, if you can handle it," he shot back, voice low and witty. "Your curves have us all sweating already. One word and we leave. But your nipples are hard through that blouse—don't deny you're wet for this."
Beck's pulse raced, but she stayed strong, circling him. "Handle it? Please. You're the ones panting at the thought. My pussy's been neglected, not desperate. But if that belt's coming off your pants next, maybe I'll consider a blowjob to shut you up." The tension snapped as she grabbed his shirt, pulling him close for a fierce kiss, her tongue dueling his.
Hands roamed—his on her ass, squeezing, hers yanking the belt free. She dropped to her knees, strong and unyielding, freeing his hard cock. "Look at this throbbing thing," she teased, licking the tip. "All that harassment for this? Pathetic and perfect." She took him deep, sucking with skill, making him groan as his friends watched, the room filling with wet sounds.
Teddy panted, threading fingers in her hair. "Fuck, Beck—your mouth's magic. But we're not done. Stand up." She rose, stripping her blouse to reveal heavy breasts, then shimmied out of her skirt, pussy already dripping. He bent her over the couch, folding the belt to slap her ass lightly, each strike building heat without breaking her will.
"Harder, or don't bother," she demanded, pushing back. He entered her from behind, cock stretching her wet pussy, thrusting deep as she moaned commands. "Yes—fuck my dripping cunt like you mean it." Sweat slicked their bodies; she came first, clenching around him, then he followed, cum spilling hot inside.
Panting, they collapsed, friends edging closer with grins. Beck wiped her lips, smirking. "That was chapter one—next time, the belt stays on longer, and maybe they join properly."
The night had only begun, promising far more heat in the chapters ahead.
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