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THE DEVIL'S CUCKOLD: An Erotic Tale

BELLA: Queen of Hell

Bella paces along a long path that runs between two pools of molten lava. She slams down her pitch fork. Her minion appears. 

MINION

Yes master?

Bella reaches down and lift her minion in the air.

BELLA

Where is my slave?

Bella's minion shrugs his shoulders. Bella tosses him toward the lava. His tail digs into the ground and stops him short of the edge. He wipes his forehead and flees. 

Bella's slave runs out of a long tunnel. 

SLAVE

You evil-ness, I was just checking on some new prospects. 

Bella waves her hand. 

BELLA

Just tell me what you found.

The slave brings Bella a photo of a well built man with a large smile swimming in a pool full of large, beautiful women. 

BELLA

He looks promising.

Bella points her staff towards a rock wall and spins it in a circular motion. A gateway appears. Bella then tips the staff to her head and changes into a bathing suit with skulls. 

BELLA

Perfect.

BELLA (Cont.)

No way he can resist now.

Bella twists her pitch fork and magically turns them into sunglasses, then walks through the portal. 

THE MEETING:

The temptress, Bella, moves seductively through the water, making sure to catch his eye. She flirts with other men and ignores him until his curiosity grows so strong that he approaches her. 

JACK NAPEIR

Hi. My name is Jack. 

BELLA

I didn't ask.

Bella walks off, but turns and winks. Jack stands in place as women jump on him and ask to be carried around the pool. He complies, but he continues to glance at Bella. 

Bella flirts hard with another man and Jack is soon at her side, striking up conversation with the guy. Bella walks away and speaks with other people. She glances back and catches him watching her. She flips her hair disappears in the crowd. 

Back in Hell, she bites her lip while touching herself, thinking of him. Her long fingers slide up her thigh as she pictures his body next to hers. She cups her breast, fingers herself and screams. 

BELLA

Jack!

The next day watches from her dark palace. She watches as he touches women under the water and watches them play with him until he explodes; sending foam to the surface of the hot tub. 

THE TRAP:

On the third day she twists him up inside by flirting more. She lets him carry her around the pool, touch her ass and feel her breasts. He invites her to his room and she declines. They flirt for hours before he asks her to come up for dinner. 

Bella knows his intentions and smirks at her own genius as she says she will come up, only if another woman comes with them. 

Jacks eyes grow wide as he attempts to play off his excitement. She can feel the hormones oozing from his pores. She has him right where she wants him. The three go up the his room and have dinner. 

Bella encourages the two to enjoy themselves while she jumps in the shower to get the chlorine off. She shuts the bathroom door, disrobes then listens for a moment. She hears a few moans, smiles then starts her shower. 

In the shower, she imagines him coming in, naked and taking her under the hot rain. She rubs the soap over her nipples, sensuously. She stifles a moan as she pleasures herself. 

BELLA

(quietly)

Fuck me, Jack.

Bella extends the shower about 30 minutes then exits. She walks out of the bathroom completely naked to allow him to soak in her curves. He jumps up from beside the other woman. Bella walks right past him and sits in a large chair. She can tell he thinks this means he is getting them both.

Bella dries her hair and drapes the towel over her body. 

BELLA

Did you two have fun? I waited as long as I could.

JACK

We didn't do anything. We were waiting for you.

Bella smirks and looks at him with an evil victorious grin.

BELLA

Oh, darling. You didn't think that we were going to...

Bella gestures between the three of them and the bed then lets out a maniacal laugh. 

BELLA

No sir. I want you two to have fun. 

Jack's face goes pale as he paces. Bella playfully covers her eyes with her towel.

BELLA

Go on you two. Get your asses over to the bed and start fucking. 

I will keep my eyes hidden under here.

Jack and Tiff hesitate before the walk to the bed. 

BELLA

Go!

Bella points toward the bed, face still under the towel. They walk to the bed and Bella peeks. His firm naked body is bent over her soft plush body. His ass lifts and lowers with rhythm. Bella smiles then pauses to listen. There are no noises coming from either of them. Bella snickers into the towel. 

Jack and Tiff only fuck for a few minutes. Bella is very displeased. She wanted a performance not a trailer. Jack comes over to her, kneels and asks to touch her. In her displeasure with him, she allows him to feel her breast and gaze upon her naked body. 

Then she stands, dresses and leaves the room. Back in her dark room, Bella plays the night over and over in her head. She undresses and lays back agains her pillows. She spreads her legs as wide as they will go and touches herself as she "feels" his body against hers. 

She touches all the places she wants Jack to touch. Her fingers pound inside her soaking wet pussy until she reaches her sweet spot and squirts all over her bed. She lays back and passes out. 

THE DEVIL'S CUCKOLD

The next day she dawns a new wardrobe, enters the pool, and walks right past him as though she cannot see him. He turns his head, drops the woman he is carrying and chases after Bella. Bella sees this out of the corner of her eye and smiles. People in the pool express their shock.

SWIMMER 1

Damn. It's like that, Jack.

SWIMMER 2.

Oh, he has it bad.

Bella's smile turns into a full out grin as she faces a cute guy and talks to him. She can feel Jack getting closer. She bites her lip to erase the smile just in time for him to whip her around.

JACK

Hey, I was calling you.

BELLA

Oh, really?

Bella resists the urge to smile.

JACK

Yea. I guess you couldn't hear me with all the noise in the pool.

BELLA

That could be it.

He picks Bella up and she lets him. She lays back over his arms letting her hair trail in the water as she smiles. Other women give her evil looks but Bella just laughs and pets Jacks neck as she turns from a laying position to a straddling position; wrapping her long legs around his torso. 

BELLA

If only we were not surrounded by so many people.

JACK

I know.

Bella transports them into her underground palace, directly into a pocket of steaming water; heated by the surrounding magma. She pulls out his manhood and rubs it against her chest. She sits in his lap, clothing on, and rubs against him. 

Jack is too caught up in the pleasure of it all to notice he was now a prisoner of passion, the prince of darkness, the devil's cuckold. 

BELLA

You are mine to tease and torture, forever.

JACK

Yes mistress.

THE END

OR IS IT?

Bella's SEX Quotes

Here are some of my quotes that are in my book that I never published. They can be added here and there on my website, in the magazine, and on my stories. They all have a poor man’s copyright so none can be used without quoting me as the author.

“Sex is a wonderful, powerful thing because it cleanses the body of toxins and negative stress, but also because it bonds two people in an intimate embrace for a few moments in time.” ~Bella Artista~

“As he eagerly drank at my body’s well; streams of water burst forth from the depths within me.” ~Bella Artista~

“The greatest recipe ever!

Look; gaze; touch; feel; caress; pet; hug; spoon; breath; smell; taste; lick; nibble; bite; suck; swallow; enter; penetrate; let go; release; relax; smile;

JOY!

It is amazing how separately these words mean so little; add them all together and you have a recipe for passionate sex. 

Something to think about!”

~Bella Artista~

“Sex is a great workout because it is like a beautiful dance between two or more people no matter what the tempo.” ~Bella Artista~

“Sex is adventuresome, playful, and fun. Sex can be had anywhere if the people having it are willing to let lose.” ~Bella Artista~

“Sex, when had right, is orgasmic and earth moving, just reading about it gets people excited.” ~Bella Artista~

“Sex is hot uncensored freedom that should be expressed freely and without restraint, unless your into that. J” ~Bella Artista~

“Sex should be had as many times a day as possible so grab your partner and enjoy each other with beautiful sex!” ~Bella Artista~

Unexpected Love Part 3

Jessica woke to find James staring at her smiling; still holding her in his arms. She looked at him and smiled. “How long have you been awake?” James looked at her lovingly “Long enough to hear you talking in your sleep.” Jessica squirmed, “Wait what? What did I say?” James smiled, “You kept saying you love me.” Jessica’s look went from surprise to adoration, “Well, can you blame me? I guess my heart is finally happy being where I belong, in your arms.” James moved her hair out of her face and leaned in for a kiss. “I love you too Jessica.” James moved his body on top of hers and spread her legs open with his knees. She willingly let him in, smiling, and kissing his beautiful lips, staring at his piercing green eyes. This time when he entered her (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). Once again lying in his arms they looked at each other and smiled. Jessica broke the silence. “I wish I did not have to leave but I have to get home.” James replied, “I have things to do today also but I want to see you again. Tonight after the Bash party.” They agreed to meet up again, showered and got dressed.

Only about an hour had passed when Jessica received her first message. “I can’t wait till tonight. The Bash seems pointless now that I have you again. I feel like I am just going through the motions.” Jessica smiled and sent him a reply, “I love you too James.” The messages continued every now and then until the last bash party. Jessica and James met up at the party. All night they danced, kissed, hugged, and danced some more. After the party they went out to dinner. Just like before, James, kept his arms around Jessica. They shared food like a couple in the movies. And they held hands while walking. They made their way back to the hotel. The moment they walked through the door James turned to Jessica, pushed her against the door and began kissing her while pulling off her clothing. Jessica pulled at his clothes. Both stared at each other as though they had never seen such beauty. Then he pulled her body onto his and began (VIP Club get X-rated version). She walked over to the bed, crawled under the covers, pulled one of his pillows close to smell his wonderful smell. “I may have to keep this pillow so I don’t forget your smell when you are gone again. Only now did she remember that this was all about to end again. She turned her head into the pillow and let herself cry silently as he cleaned up the clothing mess. As her face lay buried in the pillow breathing his smell and silently sobbing, romantic music started to play. Jessica had never been a romantic but when she realized that EVERY SINGLE SONG was about their situation, about what they had been through, about reuniting she began to cry openly. “Is it just me or is every song on your radio about us?” He smiled sadly walked over to the side of the bed, wiped away one of her tears and said, “After you left this morning I started making a mixed tape with songs about us.” Jessica had no idea how to react. The part of her that always shunned romantic gestures felt like laughing, but that part of her that he had opened up to love welcomed the gesture and made her grab hold of him and hug him tight. “I have never loved anyone but you. Even when we fight, even when we broke up, it has still always been you. No matter what happens after today, I want you to know that you are it for me. Even if we don’t work out for some reason, there will never be anyone after you. You are it. You are all I ever wanted and I don’t want to loose you again.” James kissed Jessica, “You are all I ever want too. We have not found each other again just to loose each other. We will find a way.” Jessica pulled him into the bed and lay in his arms as they kissed. Neither knew what tomorrow would bring, but right then and there they would make the best of the remaining time they had.

THE END OF PART THREE

Unexpected Love Part 2

Now back in his hometown James text messages her throughout the day and then calls at night until they both fall asleep on the phone. After about two months and three weeks of the daily text messaging and calling in he breaks down in a fit of his own frustrations and says, "When I met you I was planning on it just being a one night thing, or at least a fling, but the more I have gotten to know you the more I see how special you are. You have so many levels: the fun fling and great in bed, the intelligence, the independence, the artistic abilities, the compassion; you are the whole package. I have been struggling so hard because you said you don't want to ever be in a relationship or in love, but I have strong feelings for you. I feel so stupid because I know they are one sided." Jessica starts crying, tears of joy, and confesses that she does have feelings for him but never said anything because they had talked about how neither of them wanted to get serious with anyone. "You are not stupid; I have strong feelings for you too."



After that moment things got even better between them. The distance did matter because they both felt something that could not be dismissed; plus the phone sex kept things stimulated. He was looking for jobs where she lived and she was looking for jobs where he lived. After a few months and a visit she started to feel scared. Things were not moving at the pace she wanted, the calls had tapered off from once a day to once a week. Personal stuff came up in his life that caused him to distance himself from her. She needed him close and started to feel alone.



The end came when she wrote to him telling him he needs to learn to be more caring. They had fought a few times by now and she just was not feeling like he was putting as much into the relationship as she was. After the pain and hurt of the break up cleared they continued to talk once in a while via email. It seemed to her that for a while he was actually trying to change; he even wrote to her saying he wants to move to her town so they can try again, and he got a dog so he could learn how to better care for another being. She wanted him but knew to be cautious, she did not want to get hurt again. Even though he had NOT done some evil against her, the break-up still hurt badly since she had never been in love with anyone before him. She expressed her happiness for him but told him she would not take him back until he was actually in her town, the distance was just too much.



After that the emails faded into nothing. She assumed the relationship is lost forever and attempts to move on. Jessica decided to just go back to her old ways of keeping men at arms length. One month later he tells her he is in town and wants to see her. She agrees, but backs out at the last minute because she is too afraid of seeing him, knowing her love for him will resurface. Six months later he is nothing more than a memory she has forced away into the depths of her mind (at least that is what she would have herself believing).



By chance she is able to attend the latest BBW Bash for the entire week. She plans on going only to befriend women so that she can grow as a person and form healthy friendships with people other then men. She plans for the BBW Bash for months. Occasionally the thought of, "What will I do if he shows up?" pops into her mind, but she quickly pushes it away, "I am not here for men, I am here to grow as a person."



The first few days and nights of the Bash go great; Jessica is making friends with females and pushing away any guy who makes advances towards her. Then one evening she is telling someone about how she met her ex at the BBW Bash 2 years ago, his name is used and her female friend says she knows who he is and tells her he was there last night. She shares how he was with their new mutual friend. Jessica does not mind, after all they are not together, and she is not there for him or any guy.



The next night while having fun with her friends she spots him. Her stomach flips and everything stops. Her photographer friend who was taking photos of her stops and looks at her funny. She tells her female friend everything and they agree to go up to him so that she can say hi and get past the uncomfortable feelings she is having. She once again steps in the middle of his talking to other people with an, "Excuse me." Time stops as he looks at her, she can see the computer in his brain running through the memory files with split second timing. Suddenly his face lights up, becomes dismayed, fills with pain, and fills with love all at the same time. This multi-emotional look throws her so far out of the ballpark that she has to find her footing. She was expecting a lot of things but not THAT look... not the look of betrayal and love that still lingers. All her strength escaped and she stood there looking at him wanting nothing more than to comfort him and tell him she was sorry for breaking his heart.



Her friend finally cut in saying, "Hi". His gaze never leaving hers he says hi back. The friend realizes what is happening and excuses herself. James finally breaks eye contact and asks Jessica if she wants a drink. She is not one to ever take a drink, but tonight she knows it will be best to accept; else her brain will talk her out of what is happening. Since Jessica does not drink often she chooses a drink that will buzz her in one glass; an “Adios Mother Fucker” She drinks it down like water and almost tosses the glass on the ground like in the movies, but grabs hold of her emotions enough to place it down properly. They talk but doing so is almost like they are just so that the people around them stop being so nosey; they both know the only thing they want to do is be in each other's arms again.



One of the many men who are always flirting with her sees that her attention is only on one person... he gets mad and attacks James by passing quickly and purposefully dousing him with a beverage. James becomes so enraged that he starts to head after him to fight him. Jessica places her hand on his chest over his heart and gently asks him not to bother. She remembers how turned on she gets when he gets mad and or jealous. She hugs him face to face, pressing her large chest against his muscular pecks, to give him something else to focus on. He melts in her arms like a big chocolate candy bar. "You stopped me." She nods not fully grasping what he is saying. "No, I mean you are the only person who can do that to me." She smiles, now able to understand his meaning. She lays her head on his muscles and listens to his heart as he holds her tight.



After an hour or so of talking and just holding one another she looks up at him and says, "Lets just go to your room. We both know where this is going so no point in beating around the bush about it." He smiles and they walk, holding each other tight.



The moment she walks into the room she strips naked; he is the only man on the planet she feels 100% comfortable completely naked in front of. She walks to the shower and cleans off the pool water. While in the shower, she rests her head on the wall and allows herself to say what her heart has known all along. "I am still in love with him,” she confesses to herself in a whisper. She turns her face toward the wall and allows a tear to drop; pain hits her heart. "What if he does not still love me back? What if he is just getting revenge on me breaking his heart? SHUT UP!” She tells her brain. “Just enjoy the moment while it last. Love like yours and his does not come everyday. Just because you love each other does not mean by some miracle everything will magically work out."



She steps out of the shower, barely dries off and walks into the room. He greets her with a glass of water, "Here, I don't want you to become dehydrated from drinking alcohol." She tilts her head in amazement, "Wow, he has improved." He sees that she is not completely dry so he grabs a towel and starts to dry her off more. A surge of attraction bolts through her body, she jumps and asks what he is doing. "I don't want you to catch a cold from being wet." "Who are you, and what did you do with my ex?" He laughs then jumps into the shower. She lays down on the sofa still naked. She thinks to herself about how much he really has changed. This pains her even worse. She buries her head into the pillow and lets out a scream. "God. I love him! Why do I still love him? I know what happened last time, it will just happen again. Why does he have to live so far away?" She gains control and tells herself to just take it one moment at a time, and at this moment there is the man she loves naked in the shower. She looks toward the shower only to see him peeking around the corner of the door looking right at her. She giggles and playfully exclaims, "What are you doing?!" He smiles a forlorn lovesick smile; "I was in the shower and I realized I am still in love with you." She cupped her hands over her mouth to stifle the squeal. "OMG, I was doing the same thing when I was in the shower, but I was too afraid to tell you." He gestured and said, "So that is twice I am the first to say I love you." She jumped up, walked up to him, and hugged him allowing their flesh to touch for the first time in over a year.



James pins Jessica up against the wall and devours her neck as she squeaks a delightful squeal. There lips touch; Jessica’s brain and body explode as she remembers how much she loves his lips and mouth. Jessica’s hand explores his body as James’ hands explore hers; they are nearly frantic with desire. James, showing just how strong he is, lifts her 350lbs body and carries her to the bed where he tosses her backwards and drops to his knees (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). Jessica lay down in his arm, curled up next to his muscles and drifted to sleep. She could feel his hand petting her hair and face as the last gleam of light vanished from her eyes.

END OF PART TWO

Unexpected Love Part 1

Synapse: James, a tall hunk of chocolate, was an independent, self-centered, and playboy. Jessica was a very independent woman who feared love and commitment so much that she kept men at arm’s length. Neither had plans for love or relationships; that was, until they met each other.


Jessica is 5'11", medium long black curly hair, curvy body, enormous breasts, small rib cage large waist, medium backside, thick strong thighs, aqua green eyes, and a the face of a 20's black and white actress. Her platonic male friend invites her to something called a BBW Bash; sports jersey themed night. She is nervous because she has never been to a place where big women are celebrated. Jessica is also a bit adamant because she is accustomed to being the only sexy big girl in a club, and getting all the attention. She thinks to wryly herself, "If I am in a party full of other bodacious women how will I stand out? She opts to design her own top so that she stands out feels unique.


The night of the BBW Bash party arrives. As she steps out of the car men start to flirt with her; one even asks to take her photo. This flattery is nothing new so she just smiles and poses for the camera. Her friend accompanies her to the party where the room is filled with joyous laughter, upbeat music, and smiles on the faces a ballroom full of gorgeous big women and sexy men. Even the women, who are dressed in nothing but male jerseys, are glowing from happiness, which makes them even more beautiful.


Men approach Jessica for dancing and chatting. The selection of men is varied so she cannot settle for talking to only one. Time and time again gorgeous men, who amuse her with their come-ons, escort her to the dance floor. The men are not stimulating her mind just ogling her body so while dancing she is not looking at the guys; she is looking around the dance floor. As she is dancing her senses start to tingle. Her body reacts by raising the hairs of her arms and neck. Pheromones rise and react to someone nearby; then she spots him. He is about 6'2" (she guesses), dark chocolate skin, a hairstyle like no other, full kissable lips, emerald eyes, and muscles bulging out of his clothing. He sees her and smiles. She bites her lip and quietly whispers, "OH fuck yes. That is a man I could sink my teeth into." She keeps her composure, and sticks to her boundaries of men having to approach her not her approaching them. The rest of the night they glance at each other while he dances with an assortment of women, and she dances with an assortment of men.


Jessica grows tired from dancing and retires to a chair near the door so that she the cool breeze would linger on her bare shoulders. She leans her head back against the wall and closes her eyes thinking about the hunk with emerald eyes. A deep tantalizing voice says, "I like your top." Eyes half open, she says, "Thank you. I made it." She fully opens her eyes and sees that the man talking is the very man who she had her eye on all night. She blushes. She tells him she loves his eyes. He asks her not to leave, says he wishes to speak with her some more, and informs her that he has to first talk to some of his friends that he only sees once a year. As he walks out the door she turns to check out his ass.


Leaning her head back against the wall, Jessica allows herself to have very explicit thoughts about the green-eyed hunk. Delving deep into he imagination and desire she pictures her hands running over his chest (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). As she snaps out of her fantasy she looks down at her watch.


A half hour has gone by and she begins to think he forgot about her. After all it was just a 2 second conversation. She is ready to leave. Her platonic friend sits down next to her, asking how her night went. She tells him about the gorgeous man she met. The friend encourages her to write down her number in case she sees him in the hallway. She refuses because it is breaking her rule about not approaching a man, “If he was interested, he would have come back. It’s cool.” She half told him and half told her self. Knowing Jessica could be too stubborn at times, her friend jumps up, grabs some paper and a pen and writes it down for her, then sticks it in her hand. She laughs and they walk out the door. Sure enough the beautiful man with the emerald eyes is still in the hall talking to his friends. Quick thinking tells her not to wait until he is done like some forlorn schoolgirl. She walks right up to him, says, "Excuse me," and then puts her number in his hand. "I have to go home now. The ball is in your court." She does not wait for a response. She walks away with the sexiest wiggle she can muster from her tired body.


The phone rings. His deep voice sends chills up her spine. “This is James. You handed me your number then strutted away with your sexy ass walk.” She giggled a bit and they began to talk. They small talk at first and then talk about themselves in an effort to get to know each other. The entire time she feels like a schoolgirl who just got a phone call from the most popular boy in school. They make plans to go on a date. The conversation finally winds down after a few hours.


The date place was her idea. As much as she liked him she knew he lived much to far away to get serious, so she picked something that was FAR from romantic, a swinger’s club that one of her female friends frequented. The date started off all wrong. First he could not find the place, then there was rain, then there was her falling breaking her foot (which she did not know was broken at that time so she just got up and shook it off). Despite all the things going against them the date was finally able to start. Now anyone who has been to a swinger clubs knows that sex is practically thrown at you; which is part of the reason men have to pay a minimum of $50 to get in. Despite women throwing themselves at the sexiest man in the room he held onto her as though she were the only woman in the world. Most men run of like a bull that was just led into a field full of cows. But not him, the more they flirted with him the harder he held onto Jessica.


He wasn’t the only one who grabbed the attention of the patrons though; Men flirted with her, which ticked him off greatly. He had obviously never been to a swinger club for a first date which was find by her because what came next was really all she wanted with him anyway.

The night got steamy and intimate for a while, (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). Afterwards they hung around, still holding onto each other like a couple in love. She never allowed men to do this because she was always afraid of falling in love. She had (in her mind) successfully kept love away for 33 years, but now this beautiful man threatened her guard, yet she did nothing about it. All her rules were broken that evening; kissing, cuddling, telling other people they are together (he did that not her, but she liked it), and the biggest one of all, liking someone for more than just an intimate encounter or friends with the option for intimate encounters; her guard was down with him and she could not figure out why.


The next night they talked on the phone. He asked her out again; saying how much fun he had, and how he wished he had met her before, and how he absolutely had to see her again. She agreed to another date; thinking how fantastic it was to meet him, how sad he lives so far away. The next night they met up at his hotel. The moment she walked through his door things turned rated R. After a few hours of rated R activity they lay together talking about how much they like each other, how sad it is they live far apart, and how he now intends on visiting her again. He admits he is addicted to her and wants to get to know her better. That night she feels it for the first time... She does not even know what IT is; she just knows that it feels different and good. They had a few more rated R moments that night, followed by more talking; until they fall asleep in each others arms (yet another rule of hers she broke).


End of Part ONE

Birthday Surprise

Synapse:

Jasmine wakes up early to give her husband a birthday surprise but gets her own surprise.



Jasmine woke as the sun peaked over the mountains. Jasmine turned her head and smiled as she lovingly stared at the man in her bed. He was a tall slender man, just over 6’ 4”. His hair was dark and curly. His lips were full and soft. She resisted leaning in and kissing them as she continued to absorb his hansom features. His light skin was in exact contrast to her ebony skin. She loved looking at their hands touching when they would wake together in the mornings. Nine years of marriage and they still look at each other like newlyweds.

Jasmine remembered why she woke up early and gently slid out of the bed and tip toed naked toward the kitchen. If this were a movie you would be looking at the back end of a goddess. Her ass so round and giggly that it looked like Jello as she walked. If you were to pan around to her front you would see perfect medium breast (DD cup), a curvy stomach and strong thick thighs. You would also see well pedicured toes, well manicured fingers, pressed real hair, a natural beauty, and real green eyes that would haunt men in their dreams long after having met her.

Despite being an excellent cook, Jasmine rarely ever stepped foot into the kitchen. The kitchen in their house belonged to her husband and no one else. The man was a genius when it came to food. Today was special so today she would surprise him by cooking for him. She pulled out her never been used Pinup Apron, that her sister had given her as an anniversary gift four years ago, and not yet putting it on.

The kitchen had a huge over the sink window that perfectly framed the morning sun as it popped its first rays over the horizon. When Jasmine saw the rays hitting the center island she quickly moved in front of it; her large ass pushing up against the counter as she let the rays kiss her naked flesh. Jasmine moved her hand over her erect nipple on the right side while the apron filled her left hand. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and enjoyed the feeling she was getting from her brush with nature. She imagined the sun was a lover reaching his fingers down to her, sliding warm fingertips over every inch of her flesh. As she pictured this she grazed her long fingernails gently up and down the sides of her thick stomach. “Stomach… food… cook!!” she remembered why she was standing in the kitchen.

Jasmine slid her pink and white poke-a-dot apron on over her silky smooth breast and tied it over her large bottom; the tie strings dropping down the crack of her ass. Quietly, she grabbed her large blender from the cupboard and plugged it in to the wall socket. Next Jasmine opened the fridge and retrieved some milk, bacon, eggs, real butter, 100% real orange juice, a small container of strawberries, and a sweet apple. Off the counter, Jasmine picked up the bread and the bananas that were hung on the banana tree.

Jasmine reached for the hanging pans, above the island, grabbing a small reduction pot and a large frying pan. After chopping up all the strawberries, Jasmine dropped them into her reduction pot with no water (the liquid from the apple would be enough once she was finished). Next she skinned the apple then, over the pot she grated it like cheese. This grating was messy causing lots of liquid and apple sauce to form. She made sure to keep it all in the pot as this would serve as both sweetener and as the liquid for the soluble fruits. Once finished, Jasmine turned the burner to medium heat, smashed up the strawberries (with a potato smasher), and kept it stirred until it came to a boil. Then Jasmine reduced the heat to a simmer and moved on to her next recipe.

Many people like firm French toast, but Jasmine abhorred firm French toast; she liked hers moist and fluffy. Thus far, the only person Jasmine as know to make the best French toast was her mom who taught her. Bella whipped up a mixture of milk and eggs, (one egg to every ¼ cup of milk) making sure to get the perfect frothy consistency. Jasmine opened the butter and rubbed it around in the frying pan then turned the burner to medium/high. After soaking one piece of bread at a time, Jasmine placed the soggy pieces into the frying pan. Once all the toast was finished, Jasmine placed it to the side and tossed the bacon into the same frying pan. She then removed the strawberries from the stove and let it sit in the fridge. Using her blender, Jasmine puréed four cups of orange juice with four bananas; she then poured some into a tall glass leaving the remainder in the blender. Jasmine removed the strawberry mixture (now a healthy syrup-type liquid) and poured it into a gravy bowl. She then removed the bacon and turn off the stove.

Just as Jasmine was setting up a serving tray to bring her husband breakfast in bed he jumps in behind her, grabs her around the waste (from behind) and begins kissing her neck. She lets out a squeal and giggles. “You ruined your birthday surprise,” Jasmine says, playfully slapping his arm as she turns towards him. Looking deep into her eyes her husband says, “You are all the birthday gift I need.” He leans her body against the island and kisses her soft lips with his full lips. He pulls her thick thigh up around his thin body. He grabs her other thigh and like nothing at all lifts her ass onto the island. Breast now face-level, he pulls down the top of her apron and begins (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). “Breakfast was great my love.”



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