Bearly Protected (BBW Shifter Security Romance) (Big Paw Security Book 2)

by Becca Fanning

  Kyle, under her, grabbed her hips and began thrusting up into her. The girth of his manhood spread her lips with each upward slam into her. His mouth hungrily sought out hers, their tongues lashing out at one another as he tried to consume her in every way possible. His hands squeezed her hips, trying to relieve himself of his burning need.

  Above Bella, Jason grabbed her shoulders as he slammed into her ass from above. He matched his thrusts to alternate with Kyle’s.

  Bella felt like an engine with two pistons plunging into her, fueling a series of small sensual explosions within her. She felt Kyle tense up beneath her, saw his face tense up as he broke off his kiss.

  Kyle’s cock spasmed inside her, releasing a double load of hot ropey cum inside her. Panting and grunting at the same time, he filled her with his seed, no longer held back by a cockering. Spurt after spurt of spunk filled Bella’s womb.

  Feeling him finally release inside her unleashed something inside Bella. She ground her pussy against his cock, her mouth going to his neck to graze him with her teeth. Behind her, she heard Jason call out.

  “Oh god, I’m cumming,” he cried, his balls emptying their contents for the second time that night. A heavy helping of his seed shot from his prick into her ass.

  That was all Bella needed to come again, and she cried out against Kyle’s neck, her hands reaching back to grab Jason’s waist and pull him down onto her. For a few moments, they all lay in a pile, Bella feeling all their heartbeats. As the post coital bliss began to dissipate, all three got back into the hot tub to warm up, drink beers, and enjoy the stars overhead.

  CRAIG TITLE PAGE

  Craig

  (BBW And The Firefighters 4)

  by

  Becca Fanning

  CRAIG

  “Take it you little slut!”

  “Oh God give it to me papa!”

  Bella sighed, looking up at her ceiling while her roommate Kaylie’s fuck session continued in the next room. She’d just gotten back from the cabin weekend with Jason and Kyle and laid down for some much needed rest.

  The small painting of the Eiffel Tower above Bella’s bed began bouncing off the wall as loud thumps emanated from the next room. No doubt Kaylie’s new friend was slamming her for all she was worth. No matter, they could fuck in silence like decent folk! Bella kicked off her sheets in anger, threw on a robe and stomped out of the bedroom.

  In the hallway she stopped before Kaylie’s door and saw it was ajar. She wanted to barge in, to embarrass them into compliance. She decided she just wanted to go back to bed and made to close the door. Looking in, she froze.

  Lithe little Kaylie, perpetual benefactor of daddy’s money, was on her hands and knees. A thick layer of sweat covered her head to toe, and her blonde hair, usually up in a neat ponytail, was matted to her head and the side of her face. Her makeup was a runny mess, leaving dozens of stains on her otherwise pristine white bedding. She was, in a word, ratchet.

  Mounting her from behind was “papa,” whomever tonight’s papa happened to be. A broad back loomed over the nubile rail thin girl, and thick tattooed arms held her hips in a vice grip. Sweat beaded and ran down his body, and he polished his hips forward, slamming into Kaylie with all his might. The wet clapping sound that happened every time his thighs met her ass made Bella giggle.

  Despite the humor, the primal energy of this display had it’s effects on Bella. Without thinking, a hand dipped under her robe and found her pussy. Her clit clamored for attention, and it got it. She started with tiny circles and began pressing herself into her hand to match the thrusts of Kaylie’s friend.

  Kylie was making noises like an alleycat being serviced by the neighborhood toms. She was bucking back against her man harder now, desperate to cum. Her fingertips grabbed the bedding and she was on the brink.

  The guy pulled out of her.

  Bella was shocked to see her roommate’s gaping asshole as this guy roughly grabbed her hair and plunged his cock into her mouth. She watched as Kaylie dutifully went ass-to-mouth for this guy, sucking him clean.

  The guy assumed his position behind her, spat onto his cock, and resumed his raucous buggering. His hands ignored her hips and instead grabbed thick handfuls of her blonde hair, pulling back hard.

  Bella bit her lip: she’d always loved when a guy did that to her. Her slit was now well slick and she dipped a finger inside herself, matching the guy thrust for thrust.

  The loud wet claps now came rapidly as the man went for broke. Tendons stood out on his neck, and his upper back was hunched over as her fucked Kaylie as hard as he could.

  Bella reflected that this is what it looks like when one person masturbates with another person’s body.

  Her eyes closed and her head bent down, Kaylie gave no reaction when the man pulled out again and stood over her, cock in hand. He erupted, spraying her back with thick sticky loads. They mixed with the sweat on Kaylie and formed a pool in the small of Kaylie’s back.

  “Mmmmm…that was so good,” Kaylie said. “You fuck like a god, Rodrigo.”

  Rodrigo grunted noncommittally. He was more concerned with wiping sweat from his brow than accepting praise from his fuckbuddy.

  Kylie flipped onto her back, spreading her legs. “I didn’t finish. Why don’t you come here and have a snack?” Her fingers spread her labia invitingly.

  “Eh…no. Not gonna do that,” Rodrigo said, looking around for his pants. His cock had fully retreated, having blown it’s load and was no longer interested in it’s surroundings. Just like the guy it was attached to.

  Bella felt kinda bad for her roommate, on her back offering her lover her little pink playhouse for him to lick. Especially after she went the extra mile for him, to turn her down was just scandalous. She had half a mind to barge in and give him a lecture on sexual ethics

  “Hey look, I’ll catch you later,” Rodrigo said, grabbing his shirt and making for the door.

  Bella bolted back to her room, hearing her roommate’s continued pleas for sexual relief. Then the front door slammed shut. Then a frustrated grunt from Kaylie before her door slammed shut as well.

  Despite Kaylie’s frustration, it was still a whole world better than the countless lonely nights Bella had laid awake in a cold bed. But that had all changed the night Bella gathered up her courage and took a chance. Ok, the Merlot played it’s part too, clearing her inhibitions to reach out to the Libby volunteer firefighters. Men she’d been delighted to spend time with lately.

  Very delighted. That delight reignited the fire between her legs, and she remembered her own unsatisfied needs. She grabbed her Macbook from the table and plopped down onto her bed. She checked her email, and was pleasantly surprised to see a new message.

  From: craigrides@email.com

  To: bellaoftheballa@email.com

  Hey I just wanted to thank you for those brownies you brought to the party. They were delicious. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to thank you in person.

  -Craig

  Bella looked at the time it was sent. Thirteen minutes ago. Despite it being just past 2am, she was suddenly refreshed and hit reply.

  From: bellaoftheballa@email.com

  To: craigrides@email.com

  Now what’s a hardworking young man like yourself doing up at this hour?

  From: craigrides@email.com

  To: bellaoftheballa@email.com

  Boredom. What’s your excuse?

  From: bellaoftheballa@email.com

  To: craigrides@email.com

  My roommate was fucking some guy way too loud. That was…distracting. So now I’m distracted.

  Instead of getting an email in reply, a buzzing sound came from her computer. Bella found the source of the noise: a video chat request. Her stomach fluttered a bit, and she had to fight the urge to just close it reflexively. The old Bella would have done that.

  The new Bella clicked Accept.

  The new Bella was very glad she was the new Bella. On the screen in front of her was a very handsome man. He
was shirtless, and his well developed pecs were covered in short curly dark hair. Jet black hair and very dark eyes contrasted the perfect white smile he shot at the camera.

  “Well, hey there Bella,” Craig said.

  “Hello Craig. You really should be in bed,” Bella teased.

  “Oh, but I am,” he replied, picking up his laptop to show her that he was, in fact, in bed. He was also completely naked.

  “I can see that,” Bella laughed, her pussy already responding to the image of this naked stud on her computer.

  “So I figured, if you’re going to be distracted anyway…” Craig said, and repositioned the laptop between his legs. The entire frame was taken up by his semi-erect dick, hanging down below his balls like a sleeping anaconda.

  Bella smiled and peered closer at her computer screen. Her one hand went to her snatch, eagerly diddling herself at the thought of this man having his way with her.

  Craig took his member in one hand, lazily stroking it for the camera. It began swelling with blood, towering in the center of the screen. “If this is going to be a one way peep show, you’re going to have to pay up.”

  “Sorry! I was just mesmerized by it. Now where are my manners?” Bella said as she undid the top of her robe and revealed her overabundant breasts. Her nipples were rock hard, and the cool air of her dark room exacerbated that. The glow of the laptop screen cast a bright blue light over her cleavage.

  “Mmmm….I don’t care much about your manners with tits like those,” Craig said, grasping himself from the base of his tool and stroking the head with his other hand.

  Bella gasped at how much spare cock showed between his two hands.

  “How big are you?” she whispered?

  “Let’s just say it’s not all it’s cracked up to be,” he said with a chuckle. “God I wish I was there to suck on your nipple,” he said.

  “Like this?” she asked, lifting her breast up and bending her head down to suck on her own nipple. Her other hand was working furiously between her legs.

  “Yeah just like that,” Craig said, one hand going to massage his balls. “Your nipples are like pencil erasers I bet!”

  “Mmmmhmmm” Bella concurred, still sucking.

  “Let me see lower,” Craig said, his tone leaning more towards demand than request.

  Bella dropped her tit and put her own Macbook between her legs. She pulled her robe completely off and discarded it on the floor. The light downy fur around her slit was wet and brightly reflected the light from the laptop.

  “Au…your pussy is soaked,” Craig said, his pumping picking up tempo.

  “Well, yeah. Massive cocks on display for me tend to do that,” Bella said, her fingers sliding down her outer labia. Her clam was still closed, hiding itself from her hungry cyber voyeur.

  “Let me see your pussy,” Craig insisted.

  “You are,” Bella retorted, enjoying herself.

  “Open it up. Let me see where I’m going to try to fit this cock.”

  “I don’t know…you might hurt me,” Bella feigned, hoping he would push further.

  “I said open those pussy lips you little slut. If I want to impale you on these ten inches-“

  “TEN INCHES!” Bella cried, her jaw hung open.

  “Open that pussy up, dammit!” Craig demanded.

  Obediently, Bella used her fingers to hold back her labia. Her pink pussy was now on full display for this beast, and she bucked her hips in frustration. It was a travesty that nerds hadn’t figured out real cybersex yet. His dick was right there!

  “Oh, fuck yes. You’re a good little slut. You do exactly what I tell you if you want this dick. Do you want this cock inside you?” Craig tormented, now pumping himself rapidly.

  “Please put it inside me,” Bella pleased as her hand furiously rubbed little circles on her clit.

  “Oh I will, you little minx,” he said, his other hand now briskly squeezing his nuts. “Bend over and show me from behind.”

  Bella obeyed, eagerly flipping to present herself on all fours to her Macbook. Her hand continued it’s attack on her clit. “Now fuck me,” she said, glancing back over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded with lust.

  “Unnnnh…I’m going to cum inside you, you little slut. I’m going to fill you with my jazz,” he grunted.

  Bella spun around in time to watch his cock erupt. The sight of this monolith spewing white cream was too much for her, and she came hard. Crying out, one hand diddling herself while the other squeezed her nipple, lights exploded in her head. Some part of her still watched the screen, still watched Craig launch shot after shot of cum up onto his belly and chest.

  “Mmmm…I wish I was there to lick off your frosting,” she said brazenly.

  “What are you doing tonight?” Craig asked, his cock beginning to deflated.

  “Shouldn’t you get some towels or something? If you let that dry you’re going to end up like Han Solo, encased in carbonate!” she laughed.

  A deep belly laugh joined her from the computer.

  “Yeah, I’m just going to hop into the shower to deal with this. But seriously, what are you doing tonight?” Craig asked.

  “Let me see…” Bella began.

  “It doesn’t matter. Come with me to the clubhouse,” Craig said.

  “Clubhouse?” Bella asked. An image of a treehouse with a No Girls Allowed sign posted in front flashed in her head.

  “Yeah, you’ll love it. I’ll text you the address,” Craig said, yawning. “Well, that was a fun introduction. I can’t wait to spend time with you tonight. Good night, beautiful Bella.”

  Craig ended the video chat, the Macbook going dim. Bella collapsed backwards onto her bed and let sleep overtake her.

  “So, how was your night?” Bella asked Kaylie.

  Both were freshly awake, standing around the coffeemaker. The little single serving machine took it’s sweet time, churning out one mediocre cup at a time.

  “It was pretty passionate. Rodrigo is like that. He knows how to push my buttons,” Kaylie said, spooning some sugar into her empty cup.

  “Sounded like you two had a great time,” Bella said.

  “Oh no, you heard us? Sorry we were so loud. I just get carried away sometimes,” Kaylie said, her cheeks starting to turn red. She fidgeted with her hair, her tell that she was in an awkward situation.

  Ding! The coffeemaker sputtered it’s last bubbles of light brown water into Bella’s cup. She retrieved it and smelled the hot brew, a habit she’d had for years. “Didn’t know you were into the tattooed type.”

  “Oh, the tattoos aren’t really a thing of mine. He just happened to have…” Kaylie said, suddenly squaring with Bella. “Wait…you saw him?”

  “Umm…” Bella stammered, turning away as she turned bright red. “Where’s the splenda?”

  “You watched us?!” Kylie demanded.

  “Just a little! Your door was open! I came to close it as you two were finishing up…” Bella said..

  “Bella! That’s not fucking cool. And the end was not what it looked like!” Kylie said defensively.