EroticReverie

*commission*

On my knees in the shower, with my mouth open and tongue out, I whimper, as he teases my mouth, sliding his cock in slightly then back out, then in, until my mouth is full, and in further until I gag. He groans. 

"suck me." he groans as he stops pushing his cock in and out. 

I keep my tongue out and angle my head, to take him in deeper, my tongue pushing along the underside of his shaft , begging to reach his balls choking a little more than half way there. 

"Mmm, almost" he groans when I pull back.

"Go ahead and suck it a little bit first if you need to...get into it baby, then you can work on touching my balls with your tongue" he says petting my head and I draw my tongue back in and close mouth around his cock and moan as I look up at him.

He grins down at me, his nose twitching as he grits his teeth, jaw clenching as he watches me suck his cock. 

"that's a good girl" he says and pushes my wet hair back with his hands and grabs it in his fingers and pulls me. 

"i dont know what's better, fucking your pussy or your hot fucking face" he groans and thrusts deeper and I choke and he groans. 

"mmmm" he growls and keeps doing it, my eyes watering as his cock pushes against my throat and into it each time. When I gag hard he pulls out and grins. 

"such a good girl" he groans and then continues. 

"Mmmmm" he groans when I moan when he doesnt thrust too deep, when he just fucks my mouth with as much of his cock as I can handle without gagging. 

I suck a bit harder and my tongue pushes under the curve of the crown of his cock and he groans and pulls my head back. 

"Fuck yeah baby, lick it..." he groans and flick my tongue under the spot and he groans, I lap my tongue up under his cock and grin up at him and swirl my tongue over his cock and flick the tip of my tongue on his tip, then back under the crown along the ridge. 

"god you're a fucking good girl" he groans and nudges his cock into my mouth again and I wrap my mouth around him, sliding my tongue out and he grins. 

"Think you can do it baby? he asks and I nod with my mouth full.

"that's my girl" he grins and drops his hands. 

"all you baby...show me what you can do" he says his eyes on mine as I move down, choking a little more than half way again. 

I bob my head over and over, my tongue reaching out and he grins and his jaw clenches. 

"It's so hot watching you try to take all my cock" he groans. 

"So hot watching you be such a determined , dirty little girl for me" he says, licking his lips. 

"You can do it Abigail...put it all the way in that little cock sucking mouth" he groans and I moan. 

I whimper, turned on beyond belief and frustrated that my tongue can only reach the very base right before his balls. 

"Put your tongue back in, show me how deep you can take it that way" he says

I don't listen, and I keep trying , choking, gagging and he grins. 

"fuck" he groans and grabs my hair. 

"Let me help you baby" he growls, grabbing my hair and pulling my face forward hard as he thrusts forward and I feel his cock punch the back of my throat, deep in it and I choke, gagging hard. 

He grunts, pulling back and then doing it again.

My tongue right there.

"lick those fucking balls" he groans and I choke, trying to make my tongue lick his balls. He grunts, pulling back and I gasp and choke on the air, saliva dripping from my mouth. 

"we're gonna have to practice" he says.

I cough and he grabs my face.

"fucking open" he groans and I whimper and open my mouth and he shoves his cock back in. 

"keep that fucking tongue in, and just suck my fucking cock" he groans and my hands slip from behind my back to his thighs.

He groans as the noise of my mouth and throat being fucked, of me gagging , makes him cum down my throat. 

"OHHH FUUUU- YEAAH" he groans loudly, his own groans cutting off his words as his cum pumps into my throat. 

"fuck Abigail...baby...baby" he groans and looks at me as I look up at him and he grins, his cock thrusting slowly and he pulls out as his cock pops from my mouth. 

"Get up....." he says and I get up and he grabs my face.

"You deserve that hot little pussy licked after that baby" he groans and kisses my mouth. 

"Let's get you dried off, so I can spread those legs and suck on that little cunt hmm?" he says and I nod and he grins. 

--

Once in my room, we set our clothes on my dresser, and Mr. Jacobs is wearing a towel , wrapped around his waist, looking around my room , as I towel off my hair, wearing a towel wrapped around myself. 

He looks at the photos all over my wall, 4x6 prints of me and my friends, me and his son, of all the people I've been friends with in highschool and middle school. Even some younger pics from people I've known since I was little. 

"This you?" he points to a photo of me dressed as a mini Beetlejuice when I was about 8. 

I walk over and laugh slightly. "Yep." 

I look at him as he studies the picture smiling.

"Cute." he says. 

He looks around the wall some more. 

"Oh this one..." he says and points to a picture of me smiling hard with braces, me and my friend with our faces right in the camera. It's an awful photo and I reach up and pull his hand back. 

"Ew don't look at that" I say and he laughs and looks at me. 

"Tell me about some of the pictures." he says looking back to the wall. 

I quirk my brow and then ask. "Why?" 

He looks at me and smiles. "Or dont" he shrugs and looks back to the wall. 

I bite my lip watching him study them. Wondering why he wants stories of my life, why does he care? That's not what we're doing here , is it? Getting to know each other? It's just sex. So....whatever I tell myself. 

I point to a picture of me in the water with a Dolphin last year. 

"That's summer last year...I went on vacation with my Aunt and Uncle and their kids. Right after I got my picture taken...my aunt was next, and the dolphin humped her." I say and he laughs and looks at me. 

"Really?" his brows lifts. 

I laugh and nod. "Yep, we have it on video" 

He laughs. "I've heard they do that." 

I smile and he does too and then look back at the wall. 

"The semi formal" he says and points to a picture of me with a large group of girls on the dance floor. 

My brows pinch. "How do you know that?" I laugh slightly 

"I remember the dress." he says and looks over the wall some more. 

"You remember my semi formal dress from last year?" I ask. 

He nods and looks at me with a little smirk. 

"I shouldn't have thought so....but...when Brett showed us pictures from the night...I remember thinking how gorgeous you looked." he says and I look away. My cheeks heating. 

He laughs slightly. "Fucking you like a dirty girl is perfectly fine...but paying you a compliment makes you blush?"

I lift my hands to my cheeks and look at him and he smiles and grabs my hands and lowers them and he shakes his head slightly. 

"No, being called easy makes me blush too." I say rolling my eyes,  and he laughs and throws his head back and then leans down. 

"I like that you're easy...it's not an insult." he says and kisses my nose and I scrunch it up and he looks back to the wall. 

"How else would I have gotten into the panties of the head cheerleader?" he asks, and I see his eyes on the cluster of cheer photos. Me and my friends in suggestive posts, hands on each others hips and bent over slightly, making fake orgasm faces. 

"Doesnt make me easy." I say. 

He turns his head and smiles. "I'm sorry for calling you easy." he says and chucks my chin like I'm a little kid. I bat his hand away.

He laughs. 

"You're just a horny slut." he says and I roll my eyes. 

"says you...the adulterer!" I say, half teasing. 

"You're right, I should go home...and never touch you again." he says. 

I straighten my lips. 

"Shut up. That's not even funny." I say. 

He laughs and then grabs me gently and pulls me to him. 

"Still have your semi formal dress?" he asks and I smile slightly and blush again. He grins.

"yes." I say. 

"Put it on for me." he whispers, leaning down. 

"I wanna go down on you while you wear it." he says and my breath hitches and he grins. 

I walk over to my closet and he follows as I push through the hangers to the end of the row and grab the hanger with the dress on it. 

The dress is an off the shoulder, elegant champagne colored satin, tight on the torso, and flows out at the waist, but is a short dress that comes mid thigh. 

I watch Brant smile as I lay it on the bed. 

He walks over and looks down at it then at me, his hand coming to my towel and pulling at it gently until it loosens and falls. 

He smirks slightly and then his eyes fall and he looks down at my naked body, my nipples hard, and getting even harder under his gaze. 

Both hands slide up my sides and his large hand cup my breasts, and his thumbs brush over my nipples. 

"Might not even get you in the dress first" he says and leans down , bending and tilting his head to take a nipple in between his lips. 

I inhale as his tongue comes out and rolls over it and he sucks it gently, tugging as he sucks.

"such hot, hard little nipples" he says, his mouth brushing my skin as he mumbles into it, then takes the other and does the same. Suck a bit harder on this one, and his teeth pinch it gently and he pulls. I gasp and then let out a tiny moan as I exhale. He lifts up and kisses my neck and his hands lift to my face. 

"You're gonna get me in so much fucking trouble Abigail" he says shaking his head and staring at my mouth and then kissing me. I grab his sides and pull myself into him, my hard wet nipples pushing into his chest.

"Tell me what a bad man I am" he whispers.

"you're a bad man" I moan into his mouth. 

"Tell me why" he says as he pulls my face to his, kissing me hard. Leaving my breathless when he pulls back. 

"Because you want to keep touching me.....and keep kissing me.....and i'm not your wife...." I tell him. 

He grins and kisses me. 

"and what else?" he whispers and kisses over my jaw and back down my neck. 

"and im your sons girlfriend....i'm a teenager" I say. 

"you're a bad..dirty man Mister Jacobs" I say quietly and he groans, his tongue running over my collar bone and kissing it. 

"you want to dress me up...." I say. 

"and spread my legs" I say and gasp as his teeth bite my shoulder. 

"you want to put your mouth on me....you want to eat my pussy" I say. 

A low groan comes from him and he lifts his mouth from me and reaches over and grabs the dress, unzipping the back. 

"Let's get my dirty girl ready" he says and I bite my lip and nod. He lowers the dress for me to step in and I do so carefully as he pulls it up.

My breasts have grown slightly since last year so the top is a bit more snug and my breasts lift a bit more, making me cleavage more full , and heave just a bit over the top as he zips me up. 

He sits on the bed , still in his towel. 

"Step back...let me look at you." he says and I do. 

He smiles.

"Fucking gorgeous" he says and I watch him put his hand over his crotch, rubbing the pitching fabric, grabbing his cock. 

"Twirl for me" he says and I smile and spin around, the dress lifting slightly, and swishing side to side when I stop and settling. 

"I shouldnt admit to this...cause you were only seventeen" he says and I bite my lip as I step towards him, his hands lifting to my waist and pulling me onto his lap making me straddle him. 

"But I wanted to fuck you so hard in this little dress when I saw the pictures." he says and I whimper slightly as his hands slip up and down the smooth satin and he leans forward kissing my shoulder. 

"If I had been your date that night....I wouldve fucked you right on the dance floor." he says and kisses over my collar bone and I moan quietly. 

"Lifted the back of your dress and slid right in." he says and I moan as his hands grab my ass. 

"Wouldve held these fucking hips." he says sliding his hands back to them. "And pumped you nice and slow" he says and I groan and whimper at the thought of it. Being taken in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

"Nobody would know, they'd be too busy dancing around us...too busy being turned on by their own dates...they wouldnt know my cock was buried inside of you while you grinded this hot ass on me, letting me fuck your wet little pussy right there beside them" he whispers. 

"Brant" I pant his name and he groans. 

"Would you have let me put my dick in you?" he asks and I nod. 

"Yes" I whisper. 

"Dirty girl...I need your cunt on my face" he groans.