EroticReverie

The boys are up a few hours later , as I'm taking the last of the appliances out of boxes for the kitchen. Extra dishes, silverware and other odds and ends that I haven't unpacked yet. 

Greyson comes down first, my youngest and looks like death. 

"Party a bit too hard?" I ask. 

He groans and grabs a gatorade from the fridge and takes a seat at the kitchen table. 

"I'm not going to lecture you, but I just want to make sure you don't over do it. I don't want to be taking you to get your stomach pumped, am I clear?" I say. 

He groans. "Yes Dad" 

"Good, now go take a fucking shower, you smell. I want you two to help me with the backyard and the pool." I say. 

"do we have to?" he groans. 

"you made the choice to get too drunk and give yourself a hangover...not me...so yes..." I say. 

I finish putting away the kitchen appliances, break down the box and take it out into the garage and my phone dings in my pocket , I take it out.

"Are the boys still asleep? Quickie?" Brooklyn texts me, I grin at my phone and type back.

"Unfortunately, they are up and we're going to be doing some yard work out back for a bit." I reply.

"Can't you do some work on me instead?" she replies with a winky face.

I go to reply back but hear Kyle and Greyson.

"Dude, so hot, fuck. Too bad she's seeing someone" Kyle says.

"Girls cheat all the time, boyfriend doesnt mean anything...I'm totally hitting it." Greyson says.

Kyle punches him in the arm. "You wish dude" 

I clear my throat and they both look up. 

Kyle laughs. "G thinks he has a shot with Brooklyn" he says messying his brothers hair by running his hand over his head like he's a child. 

"I do!" Greyson says slapping his brothers hand away. Kyle laughs. 

I watch them go back and forth, feeling somewhat guilty that I've already claimed the coveted girl across the street, or..she claimed me. 

"Yeah yeah, have some breakfast and then meet me out back." I say and leave them in the kitchen, and as I walk out the door I hear Kyle.

"Those tits" he says making a gesture in front of his own chest. I don't say anything and close the door. Yes, those tits are fucking phenomenal, I think to myself.

As I pull out the pool supplies and hook up the vacuum , I hear the side gate and turn my head. My dick responds by jumping in my shorts at the sight of Brooklyn. She's wearing a pair of small jean shorts, and from the looks of the way it clings to her body and goes down into her shorts, she's wearing one of those body suit, the straps are like a tank top, and from how god damn tight it is, even from here I can tell she's not wearing a bra. I walk over as she grins. 

"What are you doing here?" I whisper and look towards the house, we're to the side, still near the gate, the boys would only see us if they came outside. 

She giggles. "I came to help." she says biting her lip and grabbing my shirt in her fist, and pulling me to her. 

"The boys will be out any second" I say looking down at her as she pushes that magnificent chest to mine and swoops her hand up behind my neck.

"Then kiss me quick" she grins playfully and I lean down as she pulls on my neck and I put my mouth to hers. Her mouth tastes like sugar, and I wonder what she just drank or ate. I grab her pulling her tighter to me, my hands on her waist. She giggles against my mouth as I slip my tongue into her mouth to taste more of her. She doesn't giggle once my tongue is in her mouth, but she let's out the tiniest moan and breath.

"I'm so horny Cole" she says against my mouth and my dick and me hate her for it, because we are too and there's not a damn thing I can do it about it right now. 

I groan and slide my hands up her torso on the sides, and let my thumbs reach out over her chest and pass over her nipples, then pass back down over them, then back up, rubbing them through her tight little white body suit. 

She moans her hand pulling my face harder into her as I grab them, pinching both she moans into my mouth. 

"Yes" she breathes. "Harder" 

I grab them harder through her top and pull. She yelps and I silence her with my mouth crashing hard over hers, and my hands move from her chest to her face and her hand reaches down to my cock. I groan and as I do, I hear the sliding glass door open and I jump back and clear my throat.

"Yeah, yeah, you can help if you want....we can always use an extra hand" I say waving Brooklyn towards the yard as I turn and walk away so the boys can't see that my dick is ready to rip through my fucking shorts. 

"OH hey Brooklyn" Kyle says. 

"Hey Brooklyn" Greyson says at the same time. 

"Oh hey, I was looking for you guys!" she says, and I smile at how flawlessly she recovers. Wondering if the boys are staring at her hard nipples poking through that little bodysuit of hers. 

"Wanted to make sure you were still alive after last night, you guys went pretty hard" she laughs and I walk into the shed looking to her before I go in. Seeing her with her hands in her back pockets, her chest sticking out, and I see the boys looking at what she has on display. I chuckle at how Greysons eyes widen.

"Yeah, we ALWAYS go HARD" Greyson says and I wince at the innuendo. Brooklyn gives a flirty little laugh

"Your dad said I could help with some stuff back here, if you guys don't mind me interrupting" she says. 

I adjust my dick, willing it to calm itself down. I try to reason with it in my head, telling it that we'll get to have more of the hot young teenager pussy later. 

"We have a great pool guy Mr. Carter." her voice is louder as she yells to me. 

"I can give you his number if you want." she says. 

"Sure, thanks" I say, not needing or wanting a pool guy. 

"We need a pool girl." I hear Greyson say. 

I hear Brooklyn giggle and know that Greyson must be suggesting that SHE be our pool girl. 

I come out of the shed carrying the skimmer pole and walk over handing it to Greyson, but Brooklyn reaches out and takes it. 

"I can do that part" she says taking the pole. 

"If you wanted my pole, you couldve said so" Greyson says, and I give him a smack upside the back of his head. 

"Enough." I say shaking my head at him as he rubs the back of his head as Kyle and Brooklyn laugh. 

"I was just kidding" he says whining. 

"Dont sexually harass your neighbor" I give him another smack upside the head. 

Brooklyn shrugs. "It's okay, i'm used to it with guys my age." she says. "And older guys even." she sighs. 

The boys look at her and she just smiles and walks to the pool. All three of our heads turn to watch. 

I look back to Greyson. "Don't talk to her like that. You're not a fucking douche, are you?" 

He lowers his chin slightly. "no sir." 

"Yeah, don't be a douche" Kyle says. "Or do...then it increases my chances with her" he says quietly. I roll my eyes. 

Greyson gets in the pool to vacuum, and I have Kyle power wash the wooden patio. I start moving the patio furniture from the shed to the patio. All the while stealing glances at Brooklyn, who talks to Greyson, giggling, and I try not to pay attention to their conversation, trying to keep my mind off her. 

A little bit later, while Kyle is pressure washing the cement around the pool, and I'm setting up the last of the patio crap I hear Brooklyn shriek. The boys are laughing and I hear a little growl come from her as my eyes goes to her soaked top. 

Fuck. That fabric is basically see through and Kyle has soaked her down the front standing a bit away with the pressure washer. She darts towards him and he drops the washer and she laughs as she pushes him in. Greyson laughing, and throwing the vacuum to the steps of the pool as his brother is pushed in, grabbing Brooklyns arm to bring her down with him. 

She shrieks as they both splash into the pool, they both come up laughing. 

Brooklyn splashes Kyle and he splashes her back and she chases him toward the shallow end. I watch from the patio, walking over shaking my head at their antics, pretending I don't notice the view of her barely hidden tits in her wet top as she stands in the shallow end. Kyle is laughing, him and Greyson both facing her near the steps. 

She pushes her hair back and wipes water from her face and gives a playful little growl. 

God I want to fuck her. I want to pull her out of the pool, fuck those tits, and cum all over her pretty face. Then fuck her again  in her pussy. 

I avoid the hard on I'm getting by going inside and fixing up shit inside the house. 

"Yea yeah, I'll be quick" she giggles the door sliding shut beside her. I look over to the dining area where the sliding door is, and see her, dripping wet, water spilling down her body all over the wooden floor. 

My jaw tightens. She stands there, only breathing, her chest rising and falling and the tension between us, the need, and the want, the desire fucking burns. 

I walk over, grabbing her, pulling her to the side away from the door and to the counter. She bites her lip and gasps as I turn her around and groan.

"Pull those fucking shorts down." I growl  as I unzip my own, taking my cock out as she hurries to unzip and unbutton them panting as she pulls at the wet fabric, I push them down and reach down between her legs from behind, and pull at the snaps between her legs, the fabric flying up over her ass. I groan as she bends forward, hands on the counter. I grab my dick and push it against her pussy. 

"Oh god" she breathes as I push into her. 

"Oh fuck" she adds as I sink all the way in, her hand lifting up and then behind her to grab the back of my head as I take her ear in between my teeth and groan, my hips slamming her body against the counter as I start to go hard and fast. 

"Yes , yes, fuck me Cole, god, yes...fuck me" she moans, panting , her fingers gripping my hair harder. 

"Your pussy is so fucking good Brooklyn" I groan into her ear. 

"So is your fucking dick" she giggles and bites her lip, and I move my face to the side turning her head and kissing her, our tongue playing with one anothers and then I take her head, pushing it forward, sliding my hand down her back, and grabbing at both of her hips as her hands fall back to the counter top. 

I drill her hard, she squeaks, containing her moans as I fuck her. 

"Oh fuck!" she cries. "That's so fucking good" she lets out a tiny little growl, a playful giggle and she tosses her head back, her wet slippery waist in my hands. 

"Oh my god!" she squeals as my one hand reaches down between her legs, to her clit and she humps my fingers as they rub her clit and I fuck her still from behind.

"Cole! Cole! I'm gonna cum!" she pants and I groan, and I feel her as her cunt tightens around my cock as it pulses, her cunt squeezing my dick. I rub her clit still, fucking her tight spasming hole as my cock throbs for it's own release. 

She's shaking, legs trembling as she cums and her hands slip on the counter slightly as she gasps, panting, cursing and she breathes heavily, her orgasm subsiding as she shivers and her heads hangs forward as she groans from her release. 

"oh fuck" she says quietly "you just made me cum so hard" she whines as I grab her hips and keep fucking her, using her perfect body to chase my own release. 

She can barely stand, I push her wet shorts down further, till they fall to her ankles, and lift her leg, holding her leg under her knee , I fuck her harder, deeper, she gasps. 

"Fuck , I want to cum in your fucking pussy Brooklyn" I groan, knowing I've already made this mistake, but can't help myself and want to do it again. 

"Do it" she moans. "Just fucking do it"

I cum with her permission, jerking my hips into her, filling her once again as I groan, my cock thanking me for letting it bust inside such a sweet cunt. 

"Yes, give it to me, all of it" she moans. 

I grunt as the last of my thrusts, empty every last drop into her. I lower her leg and groan as I slide out of her. 

"mmmm" she purrs. And I watch her quickly resnap her body suit and pull up her shorts, as I breathe heavily, tucking my pleased cock back into my shorts. 

She giggles and bites her lip. 

"That was so hot" she says her tongue toying with the corner of her mouth and I laugh , sighing as she grabs my shirt and pulls me to her. Her mouth comes to mine and kisses me softly, calmly as she moans thanks against my lips with each little sound. 

"I don't care if you flirt with the boys. But you will not touch them." I say. 

She laughs. "Ummm...obviousy...I'm fucking their dad." she says as if it's obvious. 

"I don't want you touching...anyone" I say my jaw clenching as I find myself becoming extremely possessive over my new found little toy.

She smiles and raises a brow. 

I raise one back. 

"If I'm not touching anyone else....then neither are you." she says challenging me.

"Deal." I say. 

she smiles. 

"Are we dating then?" she asks with a smirk. 

I lick my lips and shake my head. "We're fucking Brooklyn. That's it." 

She narrows her eyes. 

"No." she says shaking her head. "That's not it." 

I raise my eyebrows. 

She rolls her eyes. 

"I won't beg you to call me your girlfriend...but I want dates. I want pillow talk. I want to be cuddled and I want sleepovers. When your sons are gone, I want nights on the couch, watching tv, and eating bad chinese food." she says.

I laugh. "So I dont have to call you my girlfriend...just make you my girlfriend?" I laugh. and she scowls. 

"Brooklyn....we can't date. You're too young. I'm too old." I say. 

She rolls her eyes. 

"If you can fuck me...you can date me." she says crossing her arms as the boys open the door and walk in the kitchen. She drops her arms as we stand apart. 

The boys look over. 

"Thought you got lost." Kyle says. 

Brooklyn changes her face and spins giggling. 

"No silly, I was just seeing if there was anything else I could help with, but then I remembered I have to go actually get dinner started for my mom" she says. 

"Thanks for letting me hang out today guys" she says and walks through the house, dripping more water.

"Yeah...sure...talk to you later?" Kyle calls after her as he follows her.

"Oh yeah, totally, there's actually another party tonight if you guys arent still too bombed from last night" she laughs.

"I'll text you the details." she says giving them an over the shoulder wave. "Later!" she chimes and then shuts the door. 

" Go put the stuff away, then you guys are free for the day." I say. 

"We wanted to do kayaks " Kyle says. 

I nod. "Sure, I'll get them put on the car. We can go , then get a bite to eat" I say. 

The boys agree and as they go outside my phone chimes in my pocket, I take it out. 

"We obviously aren't going to tell anyone because YOU are not comfortable with it, but I am your girlfriend Cole Carter. You are mine. End of discussion." she says with a kissy face emoji.

I laugh at the screen, at the balls on this 18 year old chick, claiming what she wants. And fuck if she wasn't right...if I can fuck her....I can date her.

"You think so, huh?" I reply.

"I know so. If you want to keep fucking me and cumming inside of me." she says. 

I laugh and run my fingers through my hair.

"Speaking of.....are you on the pill or anything?" I type. 

"You ask AFTER you've cum in me? If it didnt matter before, why does it matter after? Clearly you thought my pussy was worth the risk." 

Touche. But then I remember her taking my dick, after I told her we needed a condom. 

"To be fair, YOU are the one who climbed ontop of this dick after I told you we couldnt do it without a condom" I reply. 

"I'll tell you after you cook me dinner tonight." she types. 

I laugh. "you me and the boys?" I type. 

"Just you, and me." she types. "when the boys are at the party"

"Arent you going?" I type.

"I just told you, you're cooking me dinner, why would I go?...Keep up Carter" she types. 

I chuckle at the screen. "Sassy little bitch" I say to myself. 

"Anything you don't like?" I type back. 

I imagine her satisfied grin of me agreeing to date night. 

"I want a salad, as well as a main dish, and I want dessert. And I want candles. And wine." she types. 

I laugh at my screen. 

"anything else ma'am?" I type.

"I want you to dress up like you're taking me to a fancy restaurant." she types. 

"Ok." I reply.

"And, you need to buy condoms." she types. 

"Because, I'm NOT on the pill."