EroticReverie

Kash

When she looks me in the eye, her hands on my face, her nose touching mine, our mouths parted, as she lowers herself onto me, I almost say it. Feeling her all around my cock, her warm, wet perfect fucking piece of her, sliding down around me, makes a man wanna say shit like "I love you", while I'm still unsure of what the fuck it is she makes me feel. I know she makes me fucking crazy, that's for damn sure. 

"Kash" she breathes my name in a tiny whimper as she seats herself on me, then presses her mouth to me, and neither of us moves to make my cock slide out so it can go back in, we just sit there, making out with me inside of her, and I groan as I feel her clench around me, gripping me, relaxing her muscles and then squeezing again and I bite her lip. 

My son didn't deserve a woman like Kate. I wasn't sure I did either, but at least I knew how to handle her, how to fuck her and turn her on. I could tell by the way she was when I was inside of her, that she felt it too, that crazy urge, that she wanted to fuck me forever, never stopping, and if it were possible , we both would. We were fucking dynamite together. I'd never enjoyed sex as much as I do with her. I loved how she could be playful, she could be sultry, she could be serious and soft, or a damn rough little bitch. She could fuck me in so many ways that it drove me crazy. 

Unable to wait any longer, I grab her ass and lift her up, her mouth still on mine and she moans as we both feel me slide out of her just a little before her stubborn ass, moves back down. 

"God damn Tate" I groan as she slams herself back down when I try to lift her again. 

I grab her ass harder and she moans, her mouth moving from mine to my ear and she uses her hot seductive voice as she speaks. 

"You need this slutty stripper pussy to fuck you Kash?" she asks and I groan and nod. 

"yes" I growl. 

"Tell me who fucks this cock like a good little whore for you Kash" she whispers and bites my ear lobe, tugging gently. 

"You do" I slap her ass and she moans, biting my ear again, with a little groan. 

"you like me dressing up like a stripper? Dancing for you, you horny fucking pervert" she says and I can hear the grin in her voice. 

"shut up and move that cunt" I growl, turning my head and she grins and her tongue licks out over my lips. 

"you shut up Kash" she says and her hand comes to my neck, she squeezes and my nostrils flare. 

"you shut up" she says again and licks over my mouth as she starts to move. Her pussy moving up and then down as she nods with a grin, her hand still on my neck. 

"yeah..you like that old man?" she says playfully, teasing me and I growl and she fights her smile. 

"hot old man" she smirks and bites my lip. 

"I'm not that old bitch" I snarl and then she laughs and her hand moves from throat as her mouth takes mine, and her body moves faster, rolling her hips as she moves up and down, her hot tits, moving against my chest and she moans when I grab her head and shove my tongue in her hot mouth and lick over her tongue and the roof of her mouth, my hips pushing up to meet her when she comes down. 

"fuck Kash" she whimpers. She leans back, and I groan, as her hands go to my knees and she rides me, her tits bouncing on her chest, and I look down, watching where her pussy is working my cock and I thrust again to meet her as she comes down, and again and again, my thrusts making her tits bounce harder and I groan as I watch her head go back.

"you've got the best fucking dick" she whines and I grunt at her words. I believed it. I believed because of the way she was hungry for it every second, the way she seemed to forget herself when I was inside of her. How she couldnt be playful for long, before turning into a needy, whiney little slut for it. 

"god i love this dick" she moans out loudly and I watch her tits as they move, my hands on her hips. 

"so fucking good" she cries out and then lifts her head and looks back at me. 

"I love it" she says again. 

"I love your cock" she says and licks her lips, her face so fucking precious and desperate, her brows pinch as she pouts her lower lip out , and then bites it. 

"fuck" she whines, bouncing harder and I grunt, grabbing her hips, thrusting harder and she yelps and then pushes her hands off my knees and grabs my shoulders as she rides me harder and faster.

"Kash" she moans. "Kash!" she cries my name louder and I growl, standing with her as she gasps and I bring her to the stage, laying her on her back and then fucking her. 

Her back arches immediately and she grabs my forearms as I hold her waist and pound into her, my cock fucking her deep and hard as my ass muscles burn with how hard I go. My hips smacking into her, my balls slapping her ass and her tits bouncing with each thrust. I slide my hands up her sides and grab onto her tits, holding onto them hard and squeezing them as I fuck her, then my hands sliding up her chest, grabbing her shoulders, holding her still, so my thrusts don't make her move across the stage, keeping her right on the edge. 

I groan as she cums, screaming my fucking name, watching her go absolutely wild as her body jerks, and she slaps her hands to the floor of the stage, everything shuddering, her hot legs quivering, her hands trembling and her voice is caught in her throat as I keep fucking her, feeling the pulse of her cunt around me as she falls deeper , her orgasm going and going and her eyes roll back and I grunt, watching how hard she comes, her face wincing as she tries to scream, her breathing everywhere, all over the place , cries coming out here and there between gasps and I can't help it, I fill her. My cum shooting out of my cock without warning, filling her pefect fucking pussy, spilling deep inside of her as I jerk my hips and she gasps, and her legs quiver still, and I give another jerk of my hips as I let the last of it drip into her. 

Panting, wanting to collapse over her, but instead, I pull her lip frame up, wrap one arm around her back the other behind her neck and at the base of her head as I kiss her and she whimper softly into my mouth, and she wraps her arms around my neck as mine slide up and down her back, her sides, up over her breasts and rubbing them as we kiss still, trying to catch out breaths, her legs gaining a little bit of strength as she wraps them around me , holding me inside of her and I groan into her mouth. 

"I can't get enough of you" I say almost angrily. angry because I didnt understand my fucking fascination with her, or how it was so fucking each time. 

"Good" she replies, making me smile and give a little huff of a laugh and she smiles back and kisses me, then we both grow more and more intense, our bodies working up again and she moans as I give her a thrust. 

"yess" she hisses. "make me cum again" she breathes against my mouth and kisses my mouth then my neck and her one hand is in my hair, scratching gently at my scalp, making me groan as I start to go again. 

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Tatum

We spent a good hour more in the little mini home strip club he'd made "for me". Then we'd ate dinner at the table, him in his pants, me in his dress shirt , I'd torn the buttons from. We barely made it all the way through dinner, before we'd fucked again on the table, making a mess of it, spilled wine glasses, plates that fell off the side of the table and crashed to the floor. Then we'd went to the shower, where he fucked me slowly against the tiles, whispering filthy fucking words as his slow hips teased me and made me cum. 

Sitting in his bed with him curled up to his side, I smile at him in reading glasses as he goes through a few emails on his phone. He looks adorably hot in his glasses. 

"Quit staring." he says and I giggle and then walk my fingers across his bare chest. 

I was in one of the very few normal t shirts he had, a simple black v neck, well, not so simple, cause even though it was plain, I could tell by how soft the fabric was it was still probably expensive as shit. He was in a pair of boxers. 

"I'm bored." I say , even though he's only been on his phone for ten minutes or so.

He looks at me over his glasses giving me a cocked brow. I smile and bite my lip. 

"You look so hot in those glasses." I tell him, and watch him look back to his screen and fight a smirk. 

"You actually look smart now." I say teasing him, knowing it'll earn me another hot stare from behind those glasses. I smile when he peers over them , his eyes narrowing. 

"Do I look stupid otherwise?" he challenges me, his voice daring me to say yes.

"Mhm. Like a big dummy" I say and his chest jumps with a silent laugh. 

"Such a little bitch." he says as and I laugh and then lean over, and kiss his chest, my hand skimming over the other side. I press soft kisses over his peck and grin as I hear him take a long inhale. 

"You're distracting me." he says as he sighs. 

"Kick me out then. Tell me to go to my room." I say quietly and then lick over his nipple and he groans. I kiss it softly and then , gently scrape my nails over his other. 

A low growl comes from him, his hand lowers, with the phone, setting it on the bed. I smile to myself in victory as I move, slipping over him and he strokes my hair , then slips his fingers into it, holding it back to watch me pepper his chest with soft kisses, my tongue peeking out here and there to lick his skin or his nipple. 

I can feel him against me, my bare pussy on his bulge as I keep kissing his chest, and he just takes another deep breath. 

"Oh!" I shoot up, and slap my hands on his chest and I see him blink, shake his head, startled. 

"I didn't give you your presents!" I say my eyes widening as I smile and then push off him.

"Tate" he groans and I feel his hand reach for me as I move of the bed and he sighs when he misses and I jump off the bed. 

"Get back here" he growls. 

"One sec!" I say and leave the room in a run and go to mine, retrieving the silk ties and the watch I bought for him and I run back to the room. 

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Kash

Fuck. She was adorable, the excitement on her face as he grinned wide as she ran back into the room , sprinting across it and hopping onto the bed on her knees. I loved how excited she was to have bought me something, even if it was with my own money. I didn't give a shit, I just liked that she thought of me. Fuck. I was getting myself into so much trouble with her. Finding her as more than just hot. Thinking she was beautiful, thinking she was adorable. Appreciating her for more than what I'd intended. I was a fucking asshole, but god damnit, she was creating a soft spot in me. Not a very large one, but one big enough for just her. And it was pissing me off, but I didn't want to stop it. I wanted her to have that spot. 

"I should wrap them" she says , and snatches the bag back in the middle of handing it over. 

she goes to move.

"Tate, no" I say and she turns her head. 

"you sure?" she asks and I give her a look. 

"You leave this bed again and I'll tie you to it." I say and her eyebrows lift.

"Oooo, more reason to leave the bed, dont ya think?" she says playfully and then crawls to me and straddles me once more. 

"Sorry it's with your own money" she says and plops the bag on my chest. I smile at her. 

"It's alright." I say and reach down, rubbing her thigh and she smiles and nods to the bag.

She wiggles on me excitedly. "Open themmm" she says and sigh. 

"Keep wiggling like that, the only thing I'm opening is those legs." I say and she rolls her eyes. 

"yeah, yeah, open it pervert" she says. 

"Says the girl who was just kissing and scratching my chest." I say and smiles. 

"Fucking open the bag Kash" she says , slapping my stomach and I laugh. 

I push up, bringing her with me, the bag sliding down as I rest up against the head board. 

I move the bag to the side and put my arm around her lower back, pulling his closer to me on my lap and she peeks into the bag as I slip my other hand into it. She was excited like she didn't already know what was in it. 

I pull out a small box, and look at her, to watch her excited face. 

"Open it!" she squeals. 

I laugh and open the box. In it, is a Rolex, witha  blue black dial, Jubilee band, and I'm pretty sure I already have the exact same watch, but I don't tell her that. 

"You have good taste." I say and she lights up. 

"you like it?" she asks. and I nod, taking it out and handing it to her and holding out my hand.

"I love it. Thank you" I say and she smiles, sliding it on. And I can't help but want to kiss her with how proud she is of herself. It's fucking adorable. 

"I knew you'd like it" she says and then reaches over to the bag after I have the watch on and I laugh as she pulls out the ties, impatient, unable to wait for me to pull out the rest. 

"I got you these too" she says and I take the ties, as she takes them out, all in boxes. We look at them one by one. 

"You needed some fun ties, all you have are boring ones." she says and I huff a laugh. 

"no offense." she shrugs, as we open the first one, it's a bright orange Hermes tie. And my brows lift. 

"That's certainly...colorful." I say. 

"You don't like it?" she asks and takes it out and holds it up. 

"I love it, it's so bright." she says. "It'll make you look less scary." she says and I laugh. 

"You only wear dark suits, and dark ties, and dark shirts, and dark this and dark that." she says. 

"I like people being scared of me." I tell her and she rolls her eyes. 

"yeah, I know you do." she says and puts the organge tie down. Removing another. 

"Which is why I did but a couple dark ones for you." she says. Pulling them out, laying them on my chest and I just watch her as she talks about the man who helped her pick them out, and I feel a quick pulse of possessiveness, ok, well that feeling was always there, but it spikes, thinking about another man looking at her, talking to her for an extended period of time. I know i'm fucking crazy. 

Then, she pulls out the last one, smiling even wider as she reveals a pink tie. Closer toa mauve, but still fucking pink. I wasn't against men wearing pink, I wasn't that afraid of the color. I just didn't fucking like it. AT least not of me, or my things. 

"Pink." I say. 

"Mhm." she says and then wraps this one around my neck and leans in. 

"You can wear it tomorrow." she says and kisses me. 

"I appreciate the watch, and the ties...all of them...except this one." I say and she pouts. 

"Why, cause it's pink, you're too manly to wear pink?" she asks, teasing me. 

"No. I don't give a shit about wearing pink, other than the fact I hate the color." I say. 

"You sure...cause you wore my pink lipstick pretty well earlier, and liked my pink g string." she says. 

I narrow my eyes. "That's cause you looked like a hot little hooker in it. And that was different."

She laughs a little. 

"Well, I want you to look like a hot little hooker too." she says and I chuckle. 

"I'm not wearing that one." I tell her. 

She frowns. "Not even for me?" she bats her eyes and leans in, her grip on the tie. 

"It'll make me so wet tomorrow knowing you're wearing this tie." she says and I groan. 

"you'll be wet anyway." I say and she tugs the tie in her hands. 

"Please?" she pouts and kisses me. 

"No." I say and she rolls her eyes and sits up. 

"You're such a little bitch" she says, and goes to push off me and I grab her. 

"get back here" I snatch her and she fights a grin as I grab her face. 

"I love the tie. because it's from you. But im not wearing it." I tell her and she rolls eyes. 

"whatever" she grumbles, then snatches the tie back. 

"Ungrateful ass." she says and throws it, and then pulls the other ties off me and tosses them to the side and then sighs. 

"Knock it off." I pinch her hip.

She jerks to the side and glares. 

"I'm mad at you." she says and pushes off me and I grab her, making her squeal as I move and flip her ontoher back, with her laying in the pile of ties and then grab the pink one. 

"How about we use this to tie your pretty little hands to the bed , while I thank you for my presents?" I ask , raising a brow. I watch her inhale and squirm at the idea. I grin. 

"Be a good little slut and put those hands above your head and let me tie you down." I say and she exhales and nods, lifting her hands above her head. 

"That's a good little slut" I whisper , listening to her whimper. 

"I'm gonna thank you properly, one lick on that pretty clit of your for ever dollar you spent." I tell her. 

She laughs slightly. "that's a lot of money." 

I shrug. "I've got all night Tate."