EroticReverie

Once the jackass is safely inside my apartment and plopped his ass on my couch, panting like he just ran a marthon, I just smile to myself as I walk into the kitchen grabbing a water for him and for me. 

Walking back to the couch I take a seat and roll the bottle of water over to him across the couch and he opens it, taking large gulps and then lets outa refreshed exhaled and leans his head back on the back of the couch and looks to the ceiling. 

After a moment he turns his head and looks at me and I turn , lifting a leg up onto the couch, and turn to him, putting my elbow on the couch , resting my head in my hand. 

"You good little monkey boy?" I tease him and the corner of his mouth lifts. 

"Depends, don't I get some kind of reward for that shit? I scaled that shit like Romeo, that shit was romantic." he says. "It at the very least deserves one of your epic blow jobs." 

I just laugh at him. 

"first of all...you're no Romeo. Second of all. Heroes don't do things for the reward, the act it's self, is the reward. Third of all..there was not a single thing that was romantic about that...pretty sure you dangled like a chimp for a few seconds. I definitely saw the immediate regret in your eyes as you tried to lift yourself up." I tease.

"You're impossible to please." he rolls his eyes. 

"I dunno about that...you do a good job of it sexually sometimes." I say. 

His brows lift. "SOME times?" he asks. 

"Yeah. Sometimes." I say. 

"You're so cruel." he says. 

"You think I should applaud you for all the times you got off and I didnt?" I ask. 

His brows pinch. "Hey! That's not fair!" 

I laugh. 

"You said you didnt care! That it's hard for you to get off!" he says. 

I keep laughing. "I'm kidding." 

"No you're not. You're a mean girl." he says with a fake snarl. 

I stretch my leg out and push my foot against his thigh. 

"You love it." I say and he looks down at my foot. His hand going to my legs, sweeping down my lower leg along my calf and then grabbbing my ankle and lifting my foot into his lap. 

He brings his other hand over and then starts to push his thumbs into the bottom of my foot, along its arch and into the tops of my feet and sweeping back down. 

"Are you seriously doing a selfless act right now? And massaging my feet?" I say in a surprised voice. 

"Hell no." he says. 

"I'm doing it for a blow job after." he says and I laugh and then sink down, scooting my ass closer to him as my sleep shirt rides up a little and lay my head back on the arm of the couch. 

I lift my other foot up. 

"better do a good job then. I'll put as much effort into the blow job I give, as you give to this foot massage." I tell him and he smiles like a kid in candy store.

"I'm getting one?" he asks. I laugh. 

"Mhm." I say and he licks his lips, and his hand slips from my feet up my legs. I wiggle my legs. 

"Don't think you wanna do that." I say. "You stop now, you've only clocked like a twenty second blow job." 

He huffs a laugh and shakes his head and his hand slides back down to my ankle and grabs my one foot again. 

"With your mouth, that might be all I need." he says and I just give a little laugh and wiggle my toes on the foot in his hand and he looks over at me as he pushes harder into my feet with his thumbs and I bite my lip as a little groan slips from my throat.  

My other foot moves and slips over his lap, and I push my toes over his zipper and he looks down into his lap. 

His hands keep working my other foot as he watches my toes and the balls of my foot push against the bulge growing in his pants.

"I think you're giving me a foot kink." he says and I giggle and then he looks at me and although I wasn't into guys worshipping my feet. I wanted to make him work for me. I wanted to see just what I could get him to do. 

"Prove it." I say and lifts my leg of the foot he's holding and he cocks a brow as I lift it in the air. 

"You think I wont?" He asks. 

I give a little shrug. 

He grabs my foot around the arch and bring my toes to his mouth, and I scrunch my nose and laugh as he bring my toe to his mouth and sucks on it. 

He laughs and stops, and kisses the pad of my toe. 

"What?" he asks. 

"It tickles, and feels weird." I say. 

"You're the one that shoved them in my face." he says. 

"Cause I wanted to watch you be my bitch." I say and he narrows his eyes. 

"You're a little bitch" he says and then bites my toe playfully and I yelp and he shoves my foot down and both off his lap. 

"No more foot rubs for you , ya jerk." he says. 

I laugh, and because I'm still slightly tipsy, and completely unsatified from sex with my ex, and okay, even if my ex had fucked me properly, I still wanted to the hot cocky bastard in front of me to fuck me. I sit up and push the cheap coffee table back with my foot and then slip onto the floor on my knees.

"fuck yes." he says and he pushes his hips forward, scooting his ass forward, and I give a little smile. I loved how excited he got whenever I got on my knees for him. He acted like it was Christmas , and my mouth was the present he'd been wanting all year. His eyes lit up, and I could feel the excitement rolling off him. 

I push open his knees and then kneel between his legs and slide my hands from his knees over his jeans, up his thighs. 

"Where is Jackie right now?" I ask and he takes a slow breath.

"Bar or at home." he says. 

"You left her at the bar?" I ask , my hands sliding back to his knees and then pushing back up.  He nods. 

"Told her I had to go." he says.

"what was your excuse?" I ask, my thumbs swiping down, grazing along his inner thighs as I rub his thighs. 

"Don't need one." he says. 

I roll my eyes. 

Jackie was a bitch. Okay, not really a bitch, but she was annoying, and I was pretty sure she was a gold digger, and an obnoxious drama queen. However, Jeff, was also kind of a dick to her. He'd cheated her. Hell, he WAS cheating on her. With me. But even before we'd started hooking up, he'd cheated with other girls. They'd broken up and gotten back together so many times, I had no idea why they were even together still. Relationships like theirs, were the ones that served as a warning to me, and a reminder, as to why I didn't do relationships. 

"And if she goes home before you get there? Where will you tell her you were?" I ask  wondering what lame excuses he gives her. 

"That I was having my cock sucked by someone who knew what the fuck they were doing." he says and I just give a little laugh and press my fingers and thumbs into his thighs as I grab them. 

"She can't be that bad at it." I say.

"No. she can be. I think she's actively bad at it so she doesnt have to do it." he says and I give a little a laugh and consider that logic. 

"She doesnt enjoy doing it?" I ask. 

"sure doesnt feel like she does." he says. 

"What about when I suck it?" I ask and then lean in and tilt my head, and rest it on his leg , my cheek nuding against his thigh and he inhales as I bat my eyes playfully. 

His hand reaches over, stroking my other cheek. 

"You suck it like it's the only thing you want to be doing." he says and the back of his knuckles graze my jaw and I lift my head, and his thumb pushes over my lower lip. I part my mouth and let him push his thumb into my mouth and over my tongue. 

"You suck it like you'll die if you don't make me cum." he says and I suck his thumb and moan slightly. Because he was right. All I wanted when his dick was in my mouth, was the splash of cum in the back of my throat knowing I'd done well, or his load on my tongue, showing it off to him, like a little kid showing their drawing to their parents, "look what i did!" ...that how I felt when I finished him off with my mouth. Proud and hot and horny. But I felt like that making any guy cum. I just fucking loved to suck dick. Maybe it's because I was good at it. 

I stop sucking his thumb and then lick over it. 

"You know the first guy I ever went down on..." I say and then nip the tip of his thumb with my teeth. 

"He didn't believe me when I told him I'd never done it before."  I tell him and he smiles slightly, and watches my tongue drag over his thumb and suck it back into my mouth. 

"You were that good your first time?" he asks licking his lips and I shrug and suck his thumb like it's his cock, my tongue moving over it as I move my mouth back and forth slowly. 

"I believe it." he says. 

"Your mouth was made for sucking cock." his thumb slides out and brushes it over my mouth. 

"Mouths like yours....women like you...were born to grow up and become fantastic little cock suckers." he says and I feel my core ache and he grins slightly. 

"Every woman should have a mouth that can do what yours does." he says and I lick my lips and he leans forward and his hands grab my face. 

"I worship this fuckin mouth" he says in a slight groan , his voice just a whisper as I look into his eyes and he hovers his mouth over mine. 

I can feel it, that he's about to kiss me, so I push him back under the guise of being playful and dominant and he just grins as I then slide my hands down his shirt and then up under them to feel his warm body and then drag my tongue over the bulge in his jeans. My tongue going dry as I drag it over the denim. I let my teeth gently hug the thick length bulging in his pants through the fabric and his groans as I keep my eyes on him. 

"Those fucking eyes." he groans and then grabs my face as I push my fingers over the length of him, rubbing his hard on as he looks at me. 

"I can tell how hungry you are for my cock when you look at me like that....it makes it so much hotter, knowing how bad you want it." he says. My hand slipping to the button of his jeans and then the zipper, undoing him with one hand, the other on his thigh. 

"I love how right now, I could put my hand between your legs, and you'd be soaking wet. all because you're fucking excited to suck my dick." he says and I give a little smile and bite my lip and nod. His nostrils flare. 

"so wet" I whisper as I reach up and grab his pants, and he groans and lifts his hips, letting me pull them down. 

"fuck , you're so hot" he groans as his cock springs free and I moan at the sight of him. 

I lick my lips and look at him. 

"Beth. Fuck." he says as I hover my mouth near it, grinning as I watch it twitch and bounce and he groans. 

"beg me" I moan. 

"beg me to put my mouth on this hot fucking cock" I say and look up at him and take him in my hand and he groans. 

"You dont put that shit in your mouth right now, I'm gonna beat your hot ass and leave here without fucking that pussy." he says 

I give a little gasp and then narrow my eyes with a grin as I stroke him slowly. 

"You wouldnt dare." I taunt and then collect saliva in my mouth and hold out my tongue above the head of his cock and look up at him as I let him watch it drip right off my tongue and hit the tip of his dick. My spit sluicing down the sides of his cock as my hand catches it on the come up and then strokes it into his cock, my hand sweeping up and down more easily as I give a little moan as he curses. 

"fuck." he groans and I grin as I slid my hand to the top of his cock and roll my wrist back and forth as I jerk him off at the top of his cock and rub my thumb over the head. 

"Your big dick already trying not to cum for me?" I grin, taunting him. 

"fuck you." he groans. "that shit was so hot." 

I smile.

"Me drooling on your hot cock?" I ask and his nostrils flare and he nods.

"can't help it." I tell him. "this dick makes my mouth water."

"fuck." he mutters and his head goes back as I stroke him faster. 

When he lifts his head, I spit on his cock and then bring my other to his cock and jerk him off. 

"Beth" he growls. 

I grin. "Hmmm?" I ask, cocking my head and batting my eyes and he laughs slightly and then groans.

"god...suck it...I need you to fucking suck it." he says and I hum. 

"but you're already so close to cumming...you dont need my mouth" I say , teasing him. 

"I always, always, need your fuckin mouth." he says. 

"Poor thing" I say mocking him. 

"you're such a fuckin-"

"bitch?" I cut him off with a smirk.

He groans. "yes" 

"I know...I'm so so terrible getting your dick this fucking hard" I say and he grunts. 

"Beth" he growls my name and I lick my lips. 

"Okay okay" I say, acting like I dont absolutely want to put every inch of this mans cock in my mouth.  Acting like I wasn't addicted to my cousins dick in my throat. 

"Say please." I say to him as I slide my hand down his cock, and my tongue up along his shaft and he inhales sharply as I flick my tongue over the tip. 

"fucking. please" he says through gritted teeth. 

I smile. 

"Say it again." I tell him , watching his nostrils flare and his jaw tick. 

"Please" he grits out. 

"and again." I say and lick his length again before he can call me a bitch again, and he groans. 

"please." he says and I grin. 

"your hot when you beg" I tease him and flick my tongue over the head and roll it around then suck just the tip and he hisses and I grin and kiss the tip.

"one more time Jeff...let me hear how bad you need my mouth." I say with a smile and lick over the head of his cock slowly. 

"Please" he growls again. 

"mmmmm" I hum and kiss the tip of his cock. 

"alright... since you asked so nicely."