“I want to be with you so badly my teeth hurt.”

"You already ARE with me. Look around you. Who else is in this house but you? Who else gets to spend the night with me? Not my girlfriend.

Just you."

“I know, but..."

“The word ‘girlfriend’ is just that: a word. Even if we got ‘together it wouldn't change the way I feel about you. I already love you to the ends of the earth. I'll love you for the rest of my life. I'll love you even if we end up at colleges on opposite sides of the country and you end up dating some rugby jock who can beat me up with one arm tied behind his back. You're the single most important thing in my life

I've loved you since before I was twelve, and I'll love you until the day I die. You're my Annabelle."

“I'm Matty's Little Cumslut," she said with a giggle, an extra edge creeping into her voice.

I grinned.

“That too."

She kissed me then, moaning into our embrace and pressing against me with enough force that I found myself bent over the top of the backrest while she made love to me with her mouth. Moments later, she started fumbling with the buttons to her blouse and crooned beneath her breath,

“I need you in me now, Matty. Now!"

Nodding, I ripped my shirt over my head and started shoving my gym shorts down, having to hop on the couch cushions until Belle shifted over to the side. She had to get her shorts off as well. But less than a minute later we were both naked as she climbed right back into my lap, only this time she squatted down with my cockhead spearing up into her tight pussy. Entry was getting easier the more often we did this, and since I'd already fucked her a few times earlier in the afternoon and she'd had a half-dozen orgasms, she was actually pretty slick inside. And soon enough we were fully joined together and happily celebrating the physical side of our love.

Belle rode me to a quick climax, quicker than I would've expected given the heavy nature of our conversation. But I suppose being told she meant more to me than all of the other BTC girls had a positive effect on her Level of arousal. After that, we flipped around so I could pound her into the couch instead, curling up my little pixie into a ball with her knees bent back beside her own head until she screamed again.

Finally, I bent her over an armrest, blasting my pelvis into her cute little heinie from behind. The way she was bent over, her feet didn't even touch the floor, so she was particularly helpless to resist the royal pounding I was giving her. And finally at my Limit, I grunted,

“In or out?"

“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she groaned, unable to react coherently. I could tell she was close to cumming, and sure enough three strokes Later she threw her head back and howled, “AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH! ! !"*

Her clenching cunt pulled the sperm out of me. Figuring we were due to take a shower anyway, I impulsively pulled out at the Last second and grabbed my Little Belle's buttcheeks, spreading them apart. Notching my cockhead between her buns, I then let go and stroked my own shaft to pump out wave after wave of man goo right against Belle's butthole, eventually retracting back far enough to paint lines of creamy jism across both cheeks and even a little bit across her lower back.

When I was done, I lay my dick into the cleft of her butt-cleavage and slid my shaft through the messy puddle I'd made. I figured if I got my dick coated in enough of my sperm, Matty's Little Cumslut would be happy to Lick it off me.

But while I was still hot-dogging Belle's buns, a new voice broke in.

“Seriously, Matthew. You DO have a bedroom."

I whipped my head around in shock while Belle spasmed, twisted, and fell onto the floor.

Mother sighed, arms folded across her chest as she surveyed the family room and briefly stared down at my still-hard pecker covered in my own cum. Shaking her head, she turned and walked away, heading for the stairs, muttering, "Kids..."

Belle looked up at me from the floor, eyes still wide. Blinking in shock, she remarked, "Well THAT'S a first."

I grimaced. "Uhhh... actually..."

Zofia --