EroticReverie

Ivy

I don't know why I let him talk me into jumping the fence, but he pulls me down the gravel path. 

"Come on" he says, breaking free of my hand and running down the gravel path.

"Grey!" I whisper yell, and feel my heart start to race. 

"Grey!" I whisper yell again and break into a run after him not wanting to lose him. 

The cemetery is large, super old, and really creepy, as all of them are, but there's so many stories of things that have happened, or things that were seen, that I don't want to find myself alone in it, or lost in it. 

I almost trip over my own feet and stumble a bit. 

"Grey!" I whimper, being scared when I look up and see him nowhere and don't hear him running anymore. 

I stand still , breathing heavy, my heart pumping fast, and it feels like my heart beat is screaming against the quiet of the grave yard. I tremble and pull my hoodie sleeves down over my hands, ready to cry. I'm too scared to move. I might wear black, but I don't fuck with cemeteries at night, I don't fuck with scary things, or spirits or ghosts, or any of it. I like wearing black, because it keeps me hidden, makes people weary and keeps them from talking to you or bothering you. 

"Grey" my voice cracks as I step forward , my eyes darting to every tree, behind every tall grave stone and the sides of the mausoleums. 

"Grey this isn't funny" I say as I hear a noise behind me and jump, turning and stumbling back. 

"Grey!" I yell out, my voice panicked. I spin around, trying to keep an eye all around me, and I feel like I might actually pass out from fear. I squeeze my eyes shut a moment and open them and stand still. 

"Grey please" I say. "I'm scared...stop it." I say. 

I hear a rustling to my side and look to where the noise was coming from and see nothing among the gravestones, except for leaves slightly blowing across the grass. 

"Grey!" I shout again, and this time I feel tears welling in my eyes, because I'm so fucking terrified. 

"Grey, let's go!" I yell into the dark, trying to keep my voice strong, so he doesnt know I'm crying, as a tear rolls down my cheek. 

I force myself to keep walking, slowly, my head darting from side to side. 

As I walk up on the first mausoleum I shake working up the courage to walk past it, knowing I have to look along the wall on the other side to make sure he isn't there, to make sure someone else isnt there. My heart beats faster as I grip the ends of my hoodie sleeves in my fists and take a deep shaky breath and take the next few steps to peek around the corner. 

I look as soon as the full side of it comes into my view and exhale when nobody is there. 

"G-" I start to say his name but am thrown to the ground my by own paralyzing fear as a loud "BOO!" is shouted directly behind me. 

"Shit!" he curses as I fall to my ass on the gravel screaming. 

Grey

I feel like a fucking asshole when I see that she's crying, and that she's fucking shaking like a fucking leaf, and even though she's realized it's me, she's still trembling on the ground, and I reach down and grab her hands , she's hyperventilating and I fucking hate myself as I pull her into my arms, hugging her tight.

"I'm so fucking sorry, it was a joke...it was a joke...shit...im so sorry...you're okay" I say. Hugging her fiercely. 

"I didnt mean to scare you this bad...fuck...Ivy..I'm so sorry" I say , kissing the top of her head, and she has a death grip around me too, holding onto me. 

She's breathing heavy, choking on her breaths trying to catch it. I think she's having a panic attack and I feel  like a total fucking asshole.

"Ivy...please...you gotta calm down ...breathe...breathe..." I whisper. "shhhh, shhhh" I try to soothe her and stroke her hair. 

"Cmon lets go..we can leave" I say trying to pull back so we can go, and she grabs me tight pulling her face into my chest. 

I realize she's too scared to even move from this spot. her breaths are so short, as she pants and cries still trembling against me. 

"C'mon" I say. "You can keep your eyes closed, ok?" I say and pull up her hoodie and pull it over her head, and tug it down a bit as I pull her to my side. My arm around her.

"We're fine...alright? ...it's just a cemetery...nothing bad is gonna happen...there's nothing here....it's just dark...people like to make shit up okay? ...nothing bad is here...it's just the dark...okay, we're almost there...shhh" I talk to her the whole way, trying to keep her from listening to the sound of the leaves, or the sound of anything else that might move in the night at make her mind play tricks on her. 

"We gotta jump the gate again ok? You go up first alright?" I say and I hate how shaky she is as she climbs, and I worry that she'll fall, but once she's to the top, I climb the gate at the other side, and jump down from the top as she starts to climb down. When she's low enough I grab her waist and she just lets go of the gate, I lower her and she spins and buries herself into my chest again. 

"God, I'm so fucking sorry Ivy...i didnt think.." I say.

"I want to go home" she speaks for the first time and shes still crying, her voice shaking and broken and it makes my heart hurt to listen to it. 

"Of course" I say and as we start to walk, I see her eyes still darting around on the street, still terrified. 

I stop her and she looks at me. 

"Let me carry you" I say. 

"you can't" she says. 

I try not to give a look that's too cocky right now. But she's as light as a god damn feather when I lift her anyways. Her legs tighten around my waist, Her face buried in my neck with her arms around it. 

"I hate you" she sniffles.

I hold her thighs right below her ass , holding her up. 

"I know." I say. "I'm sorry" I say turning my head and kissing the side of hers. 

"Trust me....I feel terrible...I just didn't think you could even get scared...you were always the tougher one." I say. 

"You're an asshole" she sniffled again. Her face still buried.

"I know. I know" I say and kiss the side of her head again.

"Fuck Ivy...I wouldve never done that if I knew it'd make you have a panic attack" I say. 

"Don't ever do that again" she whimpers. 

I hoist her up as I carry her, readjusting her on my waist.

"Of course not" I say. 

-

I carry her the entire way back, and I don't take her home, but I take her to my house, and people are still partying inside and out and I carry her inside and down to my bedroom. She sniffles as I set her down and her eyes are still slightly red from crying as she looks up at me. 

I kneel down to the floor in front of her, hating how sad and somehow still scared she looks. 

"I'm so fucking sorry. Tell me what to do...fuck..." I shake my head and lower it and wrap my arms around her waist , my head on her lap . Her hands go to my hair and she sniffles slightly.

"Just ...let me sleep here." she says and I nod lifting my head.

"Of course." I say and look at her. 

"Want me to get you pajamas? I cant get you some of Sylvies.." I say. Sylvie is my younger sister, but her and Ivy are about the same height and weight, just Ivy has the curves of a woman. 

She shakes her head. "I dont like to wear anything...maybe just a t shirt or something" 

"you can sleep however youre comfortable" I say, trying not to let on how much I want a naked Ivy sleeping in my bed next to me, even though I just scared the fucking life out of her. 

"Just a t shirt, or a jersey or something is fine." she sniffs. I nod and stand up. Because the only thing better than a naked girl, is a girl wearing your clothes, and whats even better than that, is a girl wearing only your jersey. And all of that is a million times hotter, because it's Ivy. 

I take one of my away jerseys out. Black, with my number 82 on the front and back in red. 

"Here" I say gently handing it to her. 

"I can leave while you change" I say.

"No" she says quickly and shakes her head. 

"Ok" I say. 

I walk to my closet, I take off my long sleeve and white shirt, I undo my jeans and slide them off. 

I'm in just a pair of navy boxer briefs. 

"Is it okay to sleep in these?" I ask turning around just as my jersey falls down over her, her bare tits and her panties. The jersey fits her like a dress almost coming to her knees. I fight the urge to tell her how hot she looks and I dont need to because when she looks at my boxer briefs to nod and tell me it's fine if I wear them. My cock jumps at the sight of her. I put my hand over it. 

Ivy

Even though I'm still shaken up, I fight the little smile I feel when his mouth parts, hanging open, and he has to hide his reaction from seeing me in his jersey. 

I turn and crawl onto the bed. He clears his throat and walks around, leaving the light on in his room. I don't mind, because I prefer it right now. But he does dim it just a bit before getting into bed with me. We both slip our legs under the covers and he turns, pulling me to him. 

"Please tell me youre not mad at me" he says and the look on his face hurts me, because it's so sad. He feels so guilty. As he should. Having a panic attack in a cemetery, wasnt my idea of a good time. 

"I'm not mad at you." I say. 

He kisses my forehead, and pulls me tighter.

"Can I tell you something?" he asks.

"Hmm?" I hum resting my head on his arm , my face pressed against his warm bare chest. 

"Im getting so hard with you in that jersey" he says and I laugh, because I do realize that his waist is pulled back away from me. 

"I figured" I say. 

He laughs slightly. 

"Not just because you're in my jersey...but because it's your jersey too" he says. 

I laugh a little. "How is it my jersey?"

"Eighty two" he says and just lay there , and pull my head back and look at him. 

"ok?" I say 

"Eight ..two....your birthday" he says and I feel my stomach flutter and my heart. 

He's had the same number every year since middle school when he first started playing. when we first drifted apart. 

"I hate you" I say and pull his face to mine and kiss him. Both of us smiling , and I slide my leg up over his hip and pull him into me, and me to him, welcoming the product of myself being his jersey, to push against my panties. 

I slide my hand back and into his hair as our kiss slowly grows more intense. 

He groans slightly into my mouth as I roll into him with my hips and grind against it slightly. 

"Are you punishing me right now?" he asks. 

I giggle slightly and keep kissing him, still grinding.

"That's a yes" he groans and I giggle and reach down. I place my hand over the front of his boxer briefs and grab his dick. He groans into my mouth , I tease him with my tongue as I rub his dick, my hand reaching down to cup his balls and squeeze them gently. 

"I deserve it" he says, groaning. "But fuck" he says, gritting his teeth. I gently nibble at his jaw as my hand slips into his boxers and I purr against his neck. 

"I was so scared" I whisper into his neck. 

"My heart was beating so fast" I breathe into his ear, he groans as I take a decent grip of his cock and stroke him, his thick dick in my hand making me wet. Because apparently the crippling fear was also an aphrodisiac ? Or maybe I just want Grey, and that's my excuse for having my hand down his boxers.

"I couldnt move" I say. Pumping his cock in my hand as he groans. 

"I'm sorry" he groans and then leans onto his back, and I follow him, half leaning on his chest as I kiss his neck. my hand still working his cock. 

I kiss down his chest, he groans and I sit up , and he watches as I grab his boxers briefs, he lifts his hips as I pull them down.

He exhales as his cock springs free, and I take it back into my hand, I lean over, and gather spit in my mouth and then aim it right over the head of his cock. He groans as the stream silently falls from my lips to the head of his cock, and I stroke him, lubing his cock with my saliva. 

"Fuck" he curses watching me stroke his cock. 

"Mmmm" I moan and lick my lips and bite my lower one looking at him. 

"Fuck Ivy...please.." he groans as I bring my mouth so close to his cock, only moaning as I stroke him with my hand, pumping his cock that's so fucking hard. I grip it slightly tighter and he groans. 

Grey

Looking down at Ivy, with her mouth so close to my dick, I cant take it. I might bust all over face before her mouth even touches it. She's so fucking hot, and stroking my dick better than any other girl has, as if she knows just how I like to jerk myself when I think about her. 

Her lips are still wet, and she licks them, spitting again on my cock silently. I watch the stream of spit hit the head of my cock, and her hand slick it up and down my shaft as she moans watching my dick in her hand. 

"Ivy, fuck" I groan watching her, wanting to grab her hair and shove my cock down her damn throat. Where it's needed, and wanted to be for so long. 

I haven't fucked any part of her yet with my cock, and her mouth was so damn close right now, she brought it closer. 

"Yes Ivy...suck my dick baby" I groaned and she smirked stopping and shaking her head. 

"you dont get your cock sucked tonight Grey....you're lucky I'm even jerking you off after what you did" she says. I groan, and wince as her grip tightens a little more. 

"fuck Ivy, please" I groan. "I need your mouth on my dick"  I tell her. 

She shakes her head and places her other hand on my cock, moving both of them , twisting and moving them at the same time on my cock and I groan. 

This time when she spits on my dick it's not silent, it's audible, hot, and dirty as she licks the remnants of her saliva from her lips as she looks at me. 

"You cum like this Grey....or not at all" she tells me and I lean my head back and close my eyes groaning. 

"There's condoms upstairs" I say. "I can go get one" I say. 

She laughs. 

"I don't think so Grey....you're not fucking my mouth....or my pussy tonight" she says and I groan, cursing myself. 

"cmon babyy...fuck...please" I groan and grab her hands and  pull her up to me. she giggles as I roll over and hover over her. Her legs spread allowing me right between them as I push my hard cock against her panties. 

She arches her back immediately, as I fuck her through her panties, feeling my dick push into her slightly.

"Grey!" she cries out and grabs my biceps. And I keep nudging into her panties. 

"Fuck" she whines and I hope to wear her down, make her give in, relinquish her control over her little punishment game she's playing with me. 

"Oh god" she moans, and bites her lip as I push harder, and I feel my cock actually push inside of her just a bit, her panties still between me and the wet walls of her pussy. 

"oh god, i hate you" she whines. 

I chuckle slightly, and she laughs slightly but then whimpers again as I push against her over and over. 

"mm" she moans, and she reaches down, grabbing my cock stroking me again. I grin.