EroticReverie

After she left I knew she was right. I need to fuck someone before I let a fucking eighteen year old seduce me. I still tasted her on my mouth while picking up my phone and texting Diana one of my clients who had boldly propositioned me many times. She wasn’t looking for anything special. Just wanted to fuck.

“Busy tonight?” I texted her and set down my phone and leaned my head back.

My phone dinged and I picked it up lifting my head. She responded right back.

“For you Cole Carter. I’m never too busy.” She replied.

“Can I take you up on that offer?” I replied.

“You mean the one where I suck you dry and fuck your brains out?” She said.

I smiled at my phone.

“That’s the one.” I say.

“Took you long enough to accept.” She types.

“Maybe I should make YOU wait now.” She types. I grin knowing she’s not serious.

“Fair enough. See you at 10? I’d say earlier but the boys are with me this week. They’ll be leaving for a party around then.” I type.

“Text me if they leave any sooner.” She says.

“Can’t wait to have my mouth on your cock Carter” she types.

“Me either. It needs it. Badly.” I type.

“You poor thing.” She types.

“See you at 10” she types back with a winky face.

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The boys come home a few hours later and we eat dinner. They both shower , telling me they’re heading out early.

I text Diana and tell her to come at 9 if she wants because it’s 8 and I figure they’ll leave in a half an hour or so.

They don’t.

I curse as Diana pulls up along the side of the yard as Brooklyn is standing in her driveway with the boys.

The boys and her both watch as Diana walks up the driveway waving. She’s wearing a little black dress and heels. Nothing subtle about what she’s here for.

I hear my boys laugh a little as they watch and I catch Brooklyn’s eyes. She smirks. She knows how bad I fucking want her. And knows I took her advice.

I open the door for Diana and let her in.

She walks in with her heels on and I give her a glass of wine. My phone dings. I grab it from the counter apologizing.

“Good luck trying to fuck away your need for my pussy with her.” It’s a text from Brooklyn’s number. I switch off my phone.

After we stand in the kitchen , her sipping her wine, me drinking my beer. Diana gets right to it , dropping my pants and getting on her knees and sucking my cock.

She’s pretty fucking good at it and I’m impressed with how easily she deep throats it. I lean on the counter and watch her as her hands grab my thighs as she pulls her face onto my cock , moaning.

She takes breaks to tell me how much she loves sucking my cock, how it belongs in her mouth.

I groan thinking about how it belongs in the mouth of the trouble making eighteen year old that’s currently at a party with my boys.

She makes me cum and I take her to my room where I fuck her. Three different times. Making sure she cums each time too.

It’s 12:30 when I walk her out to her car.

“We should do this again sometime. Text me when you need some more.” She winks from her drivers seat. I lean down and give her a quick kiss.

“thank you. I needed that” I say.

She laughs. “Me too. Later Cole” she starts her car and waves out the window as she pulls away.

I watch her drive off and then go inside and grab my phone turning it on as I go upstairs.

“Does she taste as good as me?”

“I know her older pussy doesn’t compare to mine. Doesn’t get as wet” she sends with a winking emoji.

“I wish I was the one taking that dick Cole. I wish I was the one cumming on your cock.”

There’s about half a dozen more filthy texts from Brooklyn and I erase them all before texting back.

“Be responsible. If you guys need a ride. Make sure you call me.” I type.

I take off my clothes and get into the shower and when I get out my phone is ringing. Without looking at who it is I hit answer.

“Hello?” I answer.

I listen for a response but hear only a little moan.

“Hello?” I ask again.

“Hi” she answers her breath hitching.

She moans again.

“What are you doing?” I ask. It’s Brooklyn.

“I’m rubbing my clit.” She answers.

Fuck.

“At the party?” I ask.

“Mmhmm. I’m in my car.” She says.

“Where are the boys?” I asked.

“Still inside” she answers.

“I’m so fucking wet Cole” she moans.

“It’s so fucking wet for you” she whines , sounding so fucking turned on and needy. Desperate. It makes my cock start to grow.

“Did you fuck her?” She asks.

“Yes.” I answer.

She moans. “Tell me about it, tell me how you fucked her”

“Brooklyn” I say.

“Please” she breathes into the phone. “I need to cum so bad.”

Fuck.

I sit on my bed and I unwrap my towel taking my cock into my hand.

I tell her exactly how the night went starting with Diana sucking me off in the kitchen.

She moans when I admit she had crossed my mind while Diana was on her knees.

“I’d love to suck your cock” she moans.

I groan and jerk off listening to her.

I tell her how I fucked Diana missionary. Then bent her over the bed. And how she rode my cock.

“Her pussy felt good. So fucking good” I pant into the phone and she moans.

“I need you” she moans.

“So much” she whines.

“Cum with me” she pants.

She knows that’s I’ve been stroking my cock to her voice , her horny little whimpers and noises.

“I’m close” I say.

She lets out a moan and she calls my name quietly as she pants.

“Brooklyn” I answer back stroking my cock , thinking about how fucking hard I’m going to fuck her.

“If you were here ...” I say.

“Yesss” she breathes. “Say it”

“I’d thrust my cock so fucking hard into your wet pussy” I groan.

She whimpers.

“Fuck me” she moans and I imagine her in her car squirming with her hand down her panties.

“I’d drive it so fucking deep into your cunt , right in front of the god damn window, just like you like showing off”

She moans. “Yessssss”

“I’d show everyone on the fucking street what a bad girl you are letting me fuck you” I groan.

“Fuck me mister carter” she cries and I listen to her as she cums, and I cum on my towel listening to her.

“Mmmmmm” she says through the phone as she pants and comes down from her orgasm. “So. Good” she says and I groan and lean back with the phone and lay on my back.

“It didn’t work” I say.

“What didn’t work?” She says and I hear her moving within her car.

“Your advice.” I say.

“Hmmm” she says and I can hear her satisfied grin through the phone.

“Still need to fuck me hmm?” She says.

“Yes.” I answer.

“Then let me.” She says.

“I fucking can’t” I say frustrated.

“You can. You won’t.” She says.

“Same thing.” I say.

“Mm” she says an indifferent hum from her lips.

“I’m gonna go back in to the party if you’re not asking me to come back home and to your house and fuck you.” She says.

“Have fun at the party Brooklyn” I say.

She sighs.

“Goodnight Mr. Carter”

“Goodnight” I say and hang up the phone.