Bikini clad brunette Michelle Bella is fucked in her hotel room

As the sun began to set over the bustling city, casting a warm amber glow across the room, Michelle Bella found herself sprawled out on the king-size bed in nothing but a flimsy, skimpy red bikini. Her bronzed skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat, a testament to the sweltering heat that permeated the air. She breathed heavily, her perky breasts heaving with each labored breath as her chest rose and fell in rapid succession.

The camera panned down her toned physique, taking in every curve and valley of her luscious body. Michelle’s long, shapely legs were parted slightly, offering a tantalizing glimpse of the small, triangle-shaped fabric nestled between her thighs. Her tattoos, a delicate mix of swirls and flowers, stretched across her smooth, creamy skin like a canvas of ink against sheen.

She arched her back slightly, fingers gliding over her flat stomach and along the waistband of her bikini bottoms. Her pussy throbbed with need, aching to be filled by something hard and thick. As if reading her mind, a large, fat cock sprang into view, bobbing and weeping pre-cum at the mere sight of her spread eagle before the camera.

Michelle licked her glossy lips, beckoning the thick shaft with a crooked finger. The throbbing member inched closer and closer until the tip brushed against her swollen, sensitive clit. She gasped quietly, her body shivering with anticipation. Slowly, deliberately, the cock began to slide between her soaked folds, pushing against her tight opening.

She canted her hips forward, eager to feel that thick rod stretch her wide open. But the person behind the camera had other plans. They hovered the tip just outside her entrance, teasing her relentlessly. Michelle whimpered, her hips bucking of their own accord, desperate to feel some form of friction.

“That’s it, baby,” a deep, masculine voice crooned from off-camera. “I know you’re dying to be filled with my cock. Beg for it.”

Michelle’s pupils blown with lust, she met the camera dead-on, green eyes smoldering with need. “Please,” she whispered, voice husky and heavy with arousal. “Please fuck me with that big, fat dick. I need it so bad. I’m so fucking wet for you.”

Her plea was cut off by a sharp inhale as the thick tip finally pushed past her tight slit, spreading her open and taking her breath away. The man accompanying her was enormous, stretching her impossibly wide with just the head alone. She whimpered and moaned, a symphony of pleasured sounds spilling from her ruby lips.

As he slid deeper and deeper into her warm, wet heat, Michelle’s eyes rolled back in bliss. Her body shuddered and trembled, pussy clenching around his girth as if trying to draw him in even further. “Fuck yes,” she panted, nails digging into the sheets on either side of her hips. “Your cock feels so fucking good. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

The man behind the camera didn’t heed her warning. He pulled out completely, leaving her gaping and needy. Michelle mewled pathetically, hips canting up in search of the hard length she so desperately yearned for. But he vanished for a few moments, leaving her to writhe and squirm on the bed, fingers teasing her clit as she desperately tried to soothe the ache within.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take another moment, he reappeared, thick shaft already hard and ready. He sheathed himself inside her in one fluid motion, bottoming out fully and making Michelle scream. Her body turned rigid, back arching as she was impaled on his cock so thoroughly. It was incredible, unlike anything she had ever felt before.

He set a brutal pace, thrusting his hips forward so forcefully the bed creaked and groaned in protest. The wet, obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with Michelle’s wanton moans and whines. Pressure began to build low in her abdomen, a coil tightening with each pumps of his hips. “Fuck, I’m gonna c-cum,” she stammered, fingernails raking down the person’s back.

He grunted in response, hips moving like a jackhammer. “That’s it, baby. Cum on my fat cock. Milk me dry.”

His gravelly voice combined with the blunt head of his shaft slamming into her cervix was enough to push her over the edge. Michelle’s orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, making her scream his name to the high heavens. Her body convulsed uncontrollably under him, holes clenching and fluttering around his shaft.

The sensation of her rippling pussy walls was too much for the man to take. With a deep, guttural groan, he bottomed out inside her one final time, cock pulsing and twitching as he released streams of hot, thick cum directly into her spasming hole. Michelle felt her belly swell with the sheer volume of his load, her cunt completely filled and overflowing.

When he finally pulled out, pearly seed trickled out of her gaping, puffy slit, immediately soaking the sheets beneath her. Michelle was left a quivering, panting mess, legs splayed wide as she tried to catch her breath. A satisfied smirk played at the corners of her lips, knowing that this was just the beginning of her journey in the seedy underbelly of amateur pornography.

And what a journey it was going to be, indeed.