EroticReverie

Tatum

Apparently I was in the business of making terrible decisions as of late. 

I laid on my stomach as Deshawn fell to the side, his cum dripping from my pussy onto his and Stella's bed. 

He gave a little laugh as he placed his hand on his chest and whistled. 

"Damn baby girl..." he said and turned and placed his large hand on my ass and rubbed it. 

I turned my head to face him still panting, he smiled.

"Smoke?" he says. 

I nod and follow him out of the bedroom after grabbing my things, I bring them to my room and deposit my clothes onto the floor , and avoid looking at myself in the mirror. I don't even want to look at myself. 

I put on a pair of short grey cotton sleep shorts, and a tight white tank top. I throw my hair up into a messy bun and walk out into the living area where Deshawn is rolling a joint for us.

He smiles looking up at me, licks his lips and then finishes the joint. 

When we walk out onto the balcony, he sits and I stand with my back to the railing leaning against it as he sparks the joint and takes a few hits. He grins as he passes it. I take it and let it calm me as inhale. 

"What's on your mind baby girl?" he says. 

"You already know." I say and take another hit, then pass it. I exhale as he inhales his next hit. 

He exhales and then shrugs with a sigh. 

"It's done. It happened. Don't dwell." he says and takes a second hit. 

"You ain't telling Stella right?" He adds looking up at me. 

I say nothing as he hands me the joint. I take it, and don't answer.

"you ain't telling her." he shakes his head. 

"That should not have happened." I say. 

He grins. "But it did...." he shrugs. "and it was damn good" he licks his lips.

"D....we can't lie to Stel." I say. 

"The fuck we can't" he says. "It's not like it's a big deal...i've fucked you before" he says and takes the joint back and inhales. 

"Not the same thing" I say. 

He shakes his head. "Don't go fucking up the vibe Tate" he exhales. "We have a good living situation us three." he says. 

"Maybe you should've thought about that before you came on to me" I say.

"Maybe you could've always said no" he says and puts the end of the joint in my fingers.

And he's right. I could have said no. And I didn't.

He stands and looks down at me as he moves closer and licks his lips.

I take the last of the joint and inhale, he takes the end from me and puts it in our ash tray and then turns back.

His hands grip the side of my torso and his thumbs pass over my tits as he slides his hands up, he rubs his thumbs over my nipples through my shirt.

I look down at his hands and bite my lip. His fingers curl around one side of my tank top and he slides down and pulls it down just enough to show my nipple and flicks his tongue over it. 

"D...c'mon" I say. 

His lips kiss my nipple and he pushes his tongue over it, and sucks it, and his teeth pinch it next. My breath hitches and I feel him slip a hand between my legs and cup my pussy. 

"D" I moan as he rubs me and then stands up and his lips trail up my chest, dragging, and kissing, licking, and his tongue pushes into my mouth. I whimper and kiss back, my tongue finding his as his hands slip my shorts down below my ass, and he breaks our kiss and spins me around. 

"D" I pant as he pulls down his basketball shorts and rubs his hard cock against my ass. 

"Tell me no baby girl, and I wont" he says. 

The head of his cock is pushing against me, still wet with his cum and my need for more. 

"Just say it and I won't" he says. 

I grip the railing and push my hips back and put myself on him, he grabs my hips and pulls me back the rest of the way. 

I gasp as he slides in slow, I feel his hard cock and every fucking inch of it as he draws it back out. 

I look out at the other apartments, nobody else on their balconys across the way. Deshawn reaches up my lower back, slides his hands around the front and pulls down the front of my tank top, and holds my tits, feeling them bounce in his hands as he thrusts into me. 

He groans and calls me baby girl again as his hands slide back down my waist, and his hands hold me tight as he fucks me faster, harder. I yelp and pant my tits out and shaking on my chest as he hits it from behind. 

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Twenty minutes later I'm in the shower alone, washing myself again, washing the cum of my roomates boyfriends cum from my pussy. 

I agreed not to tell Stella. 

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Kash

Same as the other nights, I make it to the club. Before she even gets on stage I request a private dance. 

I smirk when she walks through the curtain already with a pissy look on her face, and she's not doing herself any favors, because it only makes my dick harder. 

"I told you not to come here again." she says. 

She's wearing and electric blue , metallic number. True stripper gear. A thong panty, that has a bunch of strappy shirt on the sides, and the top is a little tube top, that has a bunch of straps criss crossing over in the middle exposing her fantastic cleavage.  I  WILL cum on those tits I tell myself, and place it as the number three place I want to cum on her.  Number two being all over her ass, and number one being all over her god damn face. 

"You hate money or something?" I ask and pat my lap. 

She scowls at me as Nine Inch Nails, Fuck You Like An Animal comes on in the back.  I smirk at how appropriate the song is. I lick my lips and she shakes her head as she starts to dance , lifting her foot when she gets in front of me, and placing her trashy heel right between my legs. Her toe and the heel right at my dick. My heart jumps, cause I wouldn't put it past her to kick me straight in the dick. Instead she rubs the front of her heel against it, and then slips her heel back and lifts it over my leg and places her heel on the booth beside me. 

She leans in and grabs the back of the booth and rolls her hips, rolling her body in front of me. I take it all in, looking from her face to her cunt, and her smooth leg at my side. Then she drops into my lap. She pushes her tits against my chest hard and slides up and pushes them into my face. She hooks her thumbs around the top of her little tube top and teases as she pulls down then back up as she rolls her body against me. 

My mouth waters watching her and all I want to do is grab her fucking ass, pull that fucking top off with my teeth.

I look up at her and grin. 

"Show me those fucking tits" I say.

She glares and pushes up off me and then reverses herself, her feet and lower legs on the booth on either side of me, and she leans forward, her hands on the ottoman , and she grinds her cunt on my dick, with her ass in that fucking thong and facing me. I give her a thrust, up against her pussy through the fabric of my pants and her panties. I lick my lips watching the thong slip more and more in between her pussy lips as she moves and curl my fists because I want to touch her so fucking bad.

She pushes up , and sits on my lap and grinds her hips in hard circles. My dick is ready to fucking rip through my pants and she knows it .

She puts her hands on my knees and pushes her ass up, she stands, her heels digging into the booth at either side of me and she puts her pussy right in my face.  

I look up at the camera right above us and groan, because I want to bury my face in her, eat her through her fucking panties. 

She pushes up carefully and turns , still standing , she looks down as I look up. She grinds devilishy at me and reaches for my face and then grabs my hair. I groan when she puts my face in between her legs. I don't care, I let my tongue come out as I look up at her. She grits her teeth and pushes her cunt against my tongue, and licks her upper lip. 

I can smell her arousal and I move my head my tongue begging to be strong enough to push those panties aside. And thankfully I can, and I get to slip my tongue between those smooth fucking lips and push against her clit. 

I watch her gasp. And her jaw drops and bites her lower lip next as she humps my tongue, pushing herself against it. I move my tongue wildly, getting her clit good and she moans and pushes her pussy hard, and reaches down and slips her panties to the side for me since I cant fucking touch her, and what a tragedy it is. 

I suck on her pussy, and I grin into her when her legs start to shake. She pulls my head back and she drops down into my lap. She rubs her pussy on my cock.

"Ivy. Time" the bouncer calls back. 

Her eyes flick up to the clock above and she pants. I grin when her hips move still.

I lean back. 

"Your cunt tastes like heaven." I tell her. 

She leans forward.

"Half an hour." she says.

I raise my brow.

"What?" 

"I'll come dance for you. For half an hour." she says. 

I grin and nod. 

"Five hundred bucks. No hands.Same rules apply." she says firmly.

I grin and nod. 

"I also bring Daniel." she nods back to the security guard. 

I make a face of disapproval.

"He'll be outside whatever room we're in. He won't be watching." she says.

"Fine" I say. "Tonight?" 

She nods. 

"Text me your address. I'll be there when I get out. I'll text you when I'm leaving here." she says. 

I lick my lips.

"Time Ivy!"  Daniel calls back and looks back into the room at us. He gives me a look. I give a little shrug.

He walks into the room and I look at Ivy and nod. 

"There a problem?" he asks and Tatum jumps and looks over her shoulder and shakes her head. 

"No, no problem" she stands up and I smirk as she adjusts her thong. 

I stand up and I see the securitys guys eyes go to my crotch, I look down, and grin at the wet spot on my pants and stand up. He ushers Tatum out and I follow.

I stay for a little bit. I even buy a dance from one of the other girls. A thick girl with caramel skin and curly brown hair. I tip her generously and then leave the club. 

I wait for Tatum's text, and thankfully it comes. 

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