EroticReverie

Tatum

When I wake up I throw on panties, and t shirt bra, a plain white t shirt and a pair of black leggings. 

I meet Jack at the park for our afternoon run.

It's hard acting normal, like I wasn't grinding on his dad's lap last night, but I manage it, and when we get back to my place, we fuck in the shower, and again on my bed, and each time he sucks my nipples, I think about what his father said about how Jack must love sucking on them. 

I'd be lying if I told you I didn't imagine his father was the one sucking on them, or the one fucking me today when he was inside me. I hate myself even more now.

We hear Stella and Deshawn come back home and Jack slips between my legs again, hard and wanting more.

"Babe" I say with a laugh and push at his chest.

He grins and pushes himself into me. I arch my back and let him. I let out a long moan as his cock fills me and push my hands to the head board as he starts to go faster. 

My headboard hits the wall , banging letting my roomates and neighbors know exactly what's going on. Jack loves the showing off, knowing people are listening. I can't say I mind it either. 

I wrap my legs around him and push up into him and he groans as I moan , and he's quick, and cums deep inside of me, cursing, collapsing on me and panting heavily as he groans. 

"Fuck" he groans and carefully rolls off me and sits up. I watch him as he grabs a pair of his sweatpants I stole from him and pulls them on, and a sweatshirt of his I stole too. He looks back at me lying naked in the bed and he grins. He lays down in bed next to me and on his side, reaches his hand down and rubs my clit. I smile with a pleased little moan. 

I spread my legs, and writhe my hips as he rubs my clit. I bite my lip and pant when he gets it right on the spot.

"right there" I gasp. "like that"  I close my eyes and arch my back and my mouth falls open. I cum hard, my body trembling and I moan out loudly and curse. I grab Jack and pull his mouth to mine and kiss him hard as my body still trembles. 

"Mmmm" he mumbles against my mouth and then pulls back from the kiss and watches me as I smile and stretch myself and relax. I twitch when his fingers go back to my clit. He laughs, he loves the way my body reacts post orgasm, when my clit is too sensitive to be touched. I grab his hand. He laughs and pulls it away and to my face. He kisses me again and then sits up. 

I throw on a clean t shirt of his, grab a pair of fresh panties and go to the bathroom, Jack follows me out and goes into the living area with Stella and Deshawn while I clean up in the bathroom. 

After I wipe his cum from me and freshen up I slip on my blue boy short panties and walk out into the living area. Stella and Deshawn give me knowing glances. I blush, even though I'm not truly that embarrassed, we've all heard each other fuck. They laugh and I slip onto Jacks lap on the recliner as they sit on the sofa. 

Jacks arm wraps around me and Deshawn looks at me, giving a little smirk. I eye him and he laughs. He's thinking about our conversation, he knows I danced for Jack's dad. 

Stella leans her back against Deshawn and looks to him. "Roll one babe" she says.

Deshawn rolls us a blunt, and all four of us go out onto the balcony. Me and Stella sit in the chairs while the guys stand, and we pass it around as we talk. 

I flirt with Jack, lifting my leg between his and rubbing the side of my foot along his inner legs. Stella and Deshawn laugh as I lift it higher and higher, my t shirt lifting, everyone able to see my panties as I rub the top of my foot right at the apex of his legs against his junk. 

He passes the blunt to DeShawn and then leans forward, his hands on the arm rests of the cheap plastic chair and I open my mouth as he brings his to mine and exhales. I pull him by the back of his head as I inhale, and then exhale slowly and then reach my tongue out over his lips and lick them slowly with a giggle. 

Jack and I are still a fairly new couple. We started dating only four months ago. Well, three. We've been fucking for four.  He's 19 just like me, and lives with his mom, but sees his Dad all the time. His parents have been divorced since he was 12.  We've known each other through mutual friends for about a year, but didn't start hanging out till the four months ago. We fucked for hours the first time we hung out. We decided that we were so good at fucking that we had to be good at the other stuff too. And we were, we haven't had one fight or argument, at least nothing serious. Which, I guess isn't entirely healthy, but whatever, we're having fun. And I hate that I'm going to have to break the kids heart. I can't look at him without thinking about his fucking father. 

Stella passes me the blunt and I take a hit as Jack stands up against the balcony railing watching me. I wink at him playfully as I hold it in, and then slowly exhale. 

He licks his lips as I take a second hit, I stand and pass it to him, he grabs me by the waist and pulls me into him as he takes his hit and passes. Once he exhales he slides his hands up my shirt, lifting it until his hands are on my ass. I giggle and he squeezes. 

"You two make me sick" Stella jokes as her and Deshawn watch one of our many displays. 

I giggle when his fingers creep down the back of my panties and I jump when his middle finger slips between my cheeks and rubs over my asshole. I slap his chest a pull away. He laughs, and so do Deshawn and Stella. 

Jack lifts his finger and licks it. I scrunch my nose and Stella throws her head back laughing.

"You're nasty" I say. 

Jack laughs. "One day you'll let me eat that ass" he says and I scrunch my nose again.

"Dont think so!" I say. 

"Oh yeah" he nods. "I will...just you wait" he teases. 

I've never let Jack do ass play, he loves it, I refuse.  I roll my eyes at him,

"Sicko" I say and he pulls me back to him and grabs my ass again. 

"An ass like yours is made to me eaten." he flicks his tongue and I scrunch my nose and make a biting gesture as if Im gonna bite it off. 

Deshawn and Stella laugh and I shake my head. 

"Dirty man" I say. 

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Stella and Deshawn leave shortly after for their day date together, and me and Jack hang around the apartment, vegging out. And of course , fucking a few more times. 

Around six Jack leaves to watch a game with the guys at some sports restaurant and bar. 

I set an alarm on my phone and take a nap. I dream of Kash. 

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I  curl my hair making it slightly wavy as I get ready for work, and put on a full face of makeup. 

I grab my things and head to my car, and then head to work. 

When I pull up a few of the other girls are pulling in as well. I wave to them and hop out of my car, to catch up as they walk to the back door. 

"Hey D" I smile as he holds the door open for us. 

Daniel the security guard looks at me. 

"When you gonna stop flirting with me Ivy?" he smirks. 

"Is that what I'm doing?" I tease as I walk in past him and look over my shoulder.  He watches me as I walk away and shakes his head. 

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Kash

I spent all night thinking about her, waiting for her to text and call. Nothing, nadda, fucking silence. I jerked off three fucking times last night to the way she grinded that ass in my lap, the way she straddled me and almost came rubbing her pussy on my dick through her panties and my pants. 

I waited all day for a text, nothing. So of course I needed to go there again tonight to see if she was working.

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When I walked in a  thin red head was dancing on the stage. I sat in the same chair I sat in before and watched the girls. All of them were beautiful. After about 30 minutes, Tatum, sorry, Ivy was announced to be coming to the stage next. The guys at the front whistled and I found myself a seat at the far side of the stage. The only empty spot.  As I sat down, she came out from behind the curtain, and fuck she looked good. 

She's wearing a high ass fucking pair of black heels, the straps  wrap around her ankles, and straps wrapping around, criss crossing up her calves and tying in the back. 

She's wearing a black pair of panties, with silver chains that hang in a swoop on both sides, and a top to match. I about lose my god damned mind. When she has a black leather harness on, with silver chains that match the ones on the hips of her panties, except these ones hang from the bottom of her harness in the front, and the fucking girl has a silver chain going from nipple to nipple, wearing god damn fucking nipple clamps. My dick has her full fucking attention. 

She chooses a rock song this time, different from the hip hop or rap one she danced to last night. 

I watch her walk to the pole and grab it and move to the words and beat of the song as it slowly starts. Her eyes focus on the front first. Guys automatically throwing bills at her. Her eyes turn to the other end of the stage and she turns, holding onto the pole, and faces my end as she bends and shakes her ass, but her eyes find mine and they widen a moment as she freezes. And quickly recovers and continues her show. 

Half way through the song she finally pays attention to my side of the stage again and crawls on her hands needs, rolling her head, and flipping her hair to the music, and then throws her head back as she flicks it all behind her and crawls, directly, towards me. I eye the chain of her clamps hanging and I grin. Then she turns to the man next to me and beckons him with her finger to stand. She licks her upper lip as she lifts the chain of her nipple clamps to the man mouth, he bites down on it. The guys holler watching her hold his face, as she winces, while leaning back, letting her nipples be pulled. I watch her face, my dick getting harder as I watch the clamps pull, and pull, until she pushes his head back and pulls back , the clamps slipping right off. The guys all cheer for the man who is left with the piece of silver chain with clamps attached in his mouth, he throws up his hands in fists and cheers for himself. Tatum eyes me and I give her a little glare. Dirty girl, I mouth. 

She spins on her knees and throws her ass back at me as she bends over, tits the floor, then pushes back again, bringing her perfect ass  closer, she flips her hair again and crawls away and back to the pole where she finishes out the rest of her song. 

I give the guy a hundred dollar bill for the clamps to buy himself dance and then walk to the curtain and pay another hundred to the guy. Requesting "Ivy" and requesting she not change her outfit if possible.

He walks me to the back , and happens to sit me in the same booth as last time, and I wonder if that's just her booth. I sit back and wait and minutes later she's walking in, and she doesn't look happy, but I smirk anyway as she gets closer. 

"Hello , Ivy" I say and she glares at me. 

"You cant keep doing this" she grits her teeth. I toss the nipple clamps to the ottoman.

"Put those back on" I say then lean back further in my chair.

She looks at them and then at me. 

"Did you hear me?" she says

"I paid for a dance. Why aren't you dancing?" I point to my wrist and then the clock above my seat. 

"Clock is ticking Tatum" I say and she tightens her lips. 

She bends over and snatches the clamps. I grin. 

"Make them nice and tight, you're going to put the chain in my mouth, just like you did that young man out there." I grin. 

Her brows pinch and she inhales deeply, probably trying to calm herself. Fuck I'm probably pushing my luck but she looks so fucking hot, and I wanna be the one pulling on those fucking nipples. 

She puts them on slowly and I smile.

"Come grind on my dick" I tell her and she tightens her lips even tighter.

"I told you , you can't tell me how to dance or what to do." she says

I pat my lap and grin. 

"Pretty please?" I say tilting my head to the side taunting her. 

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