Ian and Belle

Ian was playing games on his phone as his girlfriend Kylie was driving the car. Kylie had been friends with Belle for a few months now and they were invited to attend Belle's 21st birthday party.

Ian wasn't quite as excited. "You know she is probably going to get super drunk and throw up everywhere," Ian lamented.

Kylie shook her head. "I'm sure it will be a little crazy," she replied, "All the more reason for us to be there so she doesn't get into too much trouble."

"So basically, we are unpaid babysitters," he said as he rolled his eyes.

"At least give it a chance before you make judgments," she said.

They pulled into the driveway of the house. Several cars were parked in the yard. Ian heard someone shouting and looked up to see one guy on the roof. He had no shirt on and a large bottle in his hand. "Can I pass judgment now?" Ian asked.

Kylie ignored his question and said, "I'm going in to find Belle."

Ian got out and walked towards the house. He yelled up to the man on the roof. "What's going on my guy?" he shouted.

"I can see space from here," the man shouted down as he pointed to the night sky.

"You can see space pretty good from down here too," Ian said, "Why don't you come down here and see for yourself?"

The drunken man started to climb down the drainpipe, but the pipe broke from the side of the house, and he fell to the ground in a thud, the pipe on top of him. Ian casually walked over to the groaning drunk man. Ian shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "He'll be fine." Ian stepped over the man and walked around to the backyard.

Dance music was blasting as people were dancing around a pool. Ian scanned the crowd and noticed Belle in a lawn chair. She was wearing a jet-black bikini that matched her obsidian hair. Even though it was night, and the area was lit with tiki torches, she was wearing sunglasses. She had two muscular guys dancing on either side of her and she was reaching towards them and feeling up their chiseled abs. "Work it for me boys!" she screamed out. The crowd cheered for her as one guy poured a bottle of some unknown alcohol down the front of his body, letting her lick it off of his abs.

"Jesus Christ," Ian said shaking his head.

Kylie had made her way through the house and stood next to Ian, her mouth agape from how crazy things were getting. "This is way too much," Kylie said, "Ian. Can you get Belle home? I'm going to try and shut down the party."

"Can't we just leave?" Ian asked, "She's old enough to make her own choices."

"I can't just leave her like this," Kylie explained, "It could only get worse from here."

Ian sighed and walked towards Belle and the two dancers. "Belle," he shouted to get her attention.

Belle waved wildly. "Hey Ian," she said.

"You need to come with me," Ian said, "The party needs to be over."

One of the dancers walked towards Ian and whispered, "Get lost dude," he said, "This chick is so drunk we can do anything to her."

Ian stared at him silently for a moment.

"You deaf mother fucker?" The dancer asked.

All at once, Ian punched the guy square in the right side of his face, and he landed in a heap on the ground. Belle squealed with delight an applauded, enjoying the perception that hot guys were fighting over her.

Ian looked at the other dancer. "You want some too?" Ian asked.

The guy charged at Ian, but Ian got low and grabbed the guy's right leg. Ian pulled it out from under him and pinned the guy to the ground before landing a solid punch into the side of his face. With both dancers out cold, Ian got up and walked towards Belle. He grabbed her by her hips and threw her over his shoulder. As Ian walked away carrying Belle, he saw Kylie mouthing the words "thank you" to him.

Ian walked around the house to his car, occasionally glancing at Belle's plump round ass next to his face. Even if she was a brat, it was hard to ignore how attractive Belle looked. He opened the passenger door and set her inside.

"Boo! Hiss!" she exclaimed, "I want to see more hot guys fighting."

Ian shut the door and got into the driver's side. "No," Ian said sarcastically, "Belle Championship Wrestling is over."

"Oh," Belle giggled as she put a hand on his arm, "Does that make you my champion?" She started to rub his arm.

Ian pulled his arm away and started driving silently. Belle looked around, watching the road a little as he drove.

"You know you were really hot the way you took those two guys out," Belle said, "Like a sexy warrior type of thing."

Ian said nothing and continued driving. At times though, his eyes would wander over to her and admire her body. Her breasts were curvaceous and perky. Her skin had a smoothness consistent with silk. Belle noticed his looks and smirked to herself.

"Kylie talks about you all the time," Belle said, "Is it true that you have a big cock?"

Ian blushed, though he remained silent.

"You do!" She exclaimed, "That's why you are blushing."

Ian's face got redder as he pulled up to Belle's house.

"Alright," he said, "You're home. Go inside."

"Come on," Belle pouted, "I still want to have fun. I am the birthday girl."

"You need to sleep it off," he said.

"It's not fair," she said, "The birthday girl should at least get some on her birthday." She moved closer and placed her hand in between Ian's legs, feeling the bulge in his pants.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away.

"I felt how hard you were," she cooed, "I've seen how you look at me. I know you want me."

"Not interested," he said. His eyes kept looking over her body as he felt his cock straining against his pants.

Belle slowly unhooked the top of her bikini, revealing her sumptuous breasts. "Make me get out of this car if you don't want it," she said.

Ian thought for a moment. Kylie was always forcing him to help her bail out her loser friends of whatever trouble they got into. He deserved something for all his troubles. He leaned in and began to lick circles around Belle's left nipple, before starting to suck on it.

Belle moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair. His hand reached up and began to massage the other breast as he slithered his tongue up the side of her neck and into her ear. "Oh yes daddy," she moaned out, "Just like that."

His hand moved away from her breast and unbuttoned his pants. He tugged them down slightly, exposing his hardened cock.

Belle gasped when she saw it. His hand gripped her hair and pulled her head down into his lap. He slapped the side of her mouth with the tip of his member until she opened it. He began to pump his cock into her mouth, filling it up with his girth as his balls slapped against the side of her face.

Belle started to gag as his rod aggressively hit the back of her throat. He pulled her off briefly to let her get air before pushing her back on to him. "Use your tongue," he ordered. She swirled her tongue around his length as it went in and out of her mouth. His breathing got heavier. Belle could feel his massive manhood throbbing against her tongue.

Ian reached down into Belle's seat and yanked the bottom of her bikini off. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into his lap. He slipped his cock into her pussy as he set her down on top of him, her back facing him.

Belle moaned as she felt the walls of her flower stretch. He began to thrust upwards, making her bounce up and down on his cock. He gripped her hair again and tilted her head back to kiss the side of her neck, sometimes biting it gently in certain spots, making her gasp each time. His other hand clawed its way down her toned stomach, stopping at her pelvis. His fingers began to forcefully rub little circles around her clitoris as he fucked her.

He felt the lower half of her body shaking from the pleasure of what he was doing. Belle let out her loudest moan yet as her pussy spasmed against his rod. He felt her body melt against him in exhaustion from her orgasm. She started to climb off, but he grabbed her hair again. "We aren't done yet birthday girl," he said.

Belle's eyes widened as she felt the shaft of his cock grinding in between her ass cheeks. All at once, a shockwave went up her body as she felt him penetrate her ass with his member. She winced as she felt the walls of her asshole stretching from his girth. Ian moaned wildly as he thrusted in and out of her ass, enjoying the sensation of her tightness milking his rod.

Belle's eyes rolled back and her mouth hung open as she felt him pounding away at her ass, his hands clinging to her hips. Suddenly, his cock throbbed violently and he shot a hot load of cum deep inside of her ass.

Both of them breathed heavily as she finally got off of him. They both looked at each other, silently panting. Without a word, Belle grabbed her bikini and went into her house.

They never talked about what happened that night. Both judged it best to let it simply disappear into the ether of time. That being said, they would sometimes think about each other, especially when they closed their eyes while being physical with someone else.