EroticReverie

Darren Dalton

Cindy my fiancé is in the kitchen preparing dinner as I sit on the couch next to Aubrey. With the open style home , the kitchen sits behind us. Looking over my shoulder I can see Cindy at the island chopping up ingredients. 

Turning back to Aubrey I look over her as she sits there looking at the the television. She had one of those damn spring and summer sundresses on since today was the first nice day with the weather hitting seventy five degrees. 

Her blonde hair was shoved up into a little nest of hair ontop of her head, with loose pieces falling out the back and sides. I know she can feel my eyes on her because when I look at her chest , I watch her tits push even tighter in the top of her dress. 

She hated having big tits. I remember all the times that I’d listened to her complain to her mother that she couldn’t find tops or dresses that fit her nicely. Cindy often chastised Aubrey for her clothing, telling her that he clothes were too revealing. Too tight. But to me, they were just right. 

She had to at least be a double or triple d cup size. I loved looking at them. Even though they were big , she was still young and they sat nice and pretty in her clothes. Gravity had yet to take its toll on them.  Her mother’s were just as big , but from pregnancy and age they weren’t as nice as her daughters. 

“Can you stop staring?” She says softly without even looking at me. 

“No” I answer her and she turns her head then , giving me a warning glare. The corner of my mouth lifts, and I lift my hand over the back of the couch and looks over my shoulder making sure Cindy is still working in the kitchen. 

When I know the coast is clear , I let my fingers twirl a piece of her loose hair in my fingers. 

“Stop it” she whispers , her eyes flaring and she leans away and I smile. Resting my hand on the back of the couch, and bringing my other hand to my lap as I scoot forward a bit and spread my legs slightly as I grab hold of the bulge in my pants. I grin when her eyes follow my hand and I watch her inhale as she looks down and watches me rub my dick. 

“It’s been days” I whisper. 

Her eyes flick back up and she then looks back down.  I grin a bit more when she chews her lip. She blinks and shakes her head. 

“We agreed that we can’t.” She whispers as she too checks over her shoulder. 

“I know what we said….but I changed my mind.” I tell her quietly , watching her swallow.

“Well I didn’t” she hisses quietly and takes another look at my lap as I begin to undo my button on my jeans and then my zipper, looking over my shoulder again. 

Aubrey sits up straighter and crosses her arms and stares away at the television. But as soon as she knows I’ve got myself exposed, her eyes look again and I watch her brows shift as she almost whimpers at the sight of it. 

I had a nice dick. I wasn’t hung like a fucking horse , but it’s was just big enough that women didn’t often second guess whether or not they could take it. But I had a great length as well as girth and for the past four months , I had grown pretty fucking fond of fucking my fiancé’s daughter. 

I’d proposed to Cindy a few months before it all started. We were together a year. I’d proposed, and they’d moved in with me. Of course I knew that Aubrey was gorgeous before hand. I’d hung out at their place and them at mine , meeting both our families over that year I was dating her mother. We’d gotten along well and of course I had a few secret fantasies, but I had them about lots of females. I honestly hadn’t intended or even though there was the slightest possibility that I’d ever turn those fantasies into reality. 

However , one night when her mother and I had come back from a wedding , and her mother was drunk and passed out upstairs. We’d gone outside into the hot tub like we’d done a few times already. I wasn’t drunk , so I didn’t have any excuse for what happened that night. 

We’d been talking and joking around and I’d started teasing her and tickling her sides , and the more she laughed , the more I did it. Id grabbed her and pulled her to me. Our bodies slipping and sliding as I kept tickling her until when I stopped to her panting , and shed somehow ended up on my lap straddling me. 

Staring at her I had wondered if she’d ever thought about me the way that I’d thought about her. Id taken a huge risk and slid my hand up her back to her neck and pulled her into me slowly. Her mouth parting slightly but not a word of protest as our mouths lingered. 

Id been the one to close the distance between our mouths. 

Id never felt a mouth so soft. Or tasted a tongue so fucking sweet. 

Within seconds our tongues had been in each other’s mouths, my hands all over her as we made out passionately. It had felt like there was a tension that had been broken, and not just from my side , but hers too. 

We’d each mumbled here and there how wrong it was , how we should stop. We can’t do this, we’d both said more than once. But our mouths and hands and bodies couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop. 

I’d stripped her of her bikini top and spent plenty of time on her breasts. I don’t think I’d ever spent so much time during foreplay on a woman’s breasts before. But hers were fucking fantastic. They made my mouth water, made my dick hard. Id sucked them, grabbed them, squeezed them, licked them as I listened to her gasp and moan. My hands had been everywhere , grabbing her perky round ass as I’d pulled her into me and devoured her tits. Those fucking nipples so hard against my tongue and between my teeth. I was obsessed with them, and had felt like the luckiest fucking man on the earth with her in my lap , allowing me the privilege of tasting them. 

We’d gotten each other off in the hot tub. Me with my hand in her bikini bottoms, her hand stroking my dick. Each of us cumming as the steam billowed around us in the hot tub. 

When we had come down from our highs of our orgasms , we both had the after guilt. Each of us shamefully telling each other that it shouldn’t have happened. That we wouldn’t speak a word of it. 

She’d gone to her room and I’d gone to mine. 

Hours later , when I couldn’t sleep, I’d found her in the kitchen for the same reason. 

Within minutes we’d broken our promise to never let it happen again. And we’d thrown ourselves back into the haze of lust as we attacked each other’s mouths, made our way into the living room. And we fucked on the couch and I’d cum inside of her for the very first time. 

Sitting on that same couch now, it always stirs that memory in my mind , and I stroke my dick as she watches and licks her lips. 

I put my hand behind her neck and grab it gently and nod to my cock. 

“We can’t!” She whispers. Her eyes darting back to her mother in the kitchen. 

I pull her by her neck and push her down towards my cock and without much resistance she lets me. 

With my other hand still on my cock , I guide it into her mouth as she opens for me. 

“Fuck yes baby girl” I groan.

It wasn’t the first time we’d done shit so risky with her mother around. I loved the adrenaline that came with being sneaky about it. The chance her mother could look over , or walk over at any second. 

“Fuck” I whisper as her mouth closes around me. 

My head goes back and I hold her nest of hair in my grip as her head bobs up and down. I close my eyes and fight the groan working it’s way from my chest. 

I wanted to fuck her mouth, but had to behave. I couldn’t make her gag or choke. Couldn’t make too loud noises. Even with the television on. 

She moves and positions herself in a more comfortable way and I reach over as she sits on her knees bent over. I pull up the back of her dress. Rubbing her ass as she sucks my dick. 

“God” I groan quietly as I look at her hot little ass in my hand, the cherry red thong wedged between her cheeks. 

“Bad little girl” I whisper and feel her and hear her moan just slightly. 

“Suck it baby girl” I whisper as her mouth keeps moving up and down my length. A few sucking noises slipping from her mouth and I groan and look over my shoulder. Her mother none the wiser as she continues chopping away at vegetables. 

I move my hand and draw my fingers up and down between her cheeks and push my middle finger under the fabric as I reach to where I know I’ll find her soaking wet. 

“Dirty little girl” I whisper as I plunge my finger into her and she lets out a moan. Both of us freezing because of the volume of it. I peek over my shoulder. Her mother still not paying any attention. 

“Keep it down you naughty little girl” I whisper as I keep fingering her.

She was so wet. So fucking perfectly wet. Her cunt was nice and warm, slick and smooth and my finger was greedy to bury itself deeper , so I lean over to the side a bit more as her mouth keeps working me. 

“That’s my girl, mmmm” I whisper as I slide my finger in even deeper. 

“Such a nice little pussy” I whisper

“You know how much I love this wet , messy , little pussy ?” I ask her quietly and she moans slightly and I groan softy and then lift her head up and my finger slides out of her pussy. 

“Cmere” I whisper as I make her sit and then lean over onto her side as I look over the couch. Turning myself , I grab her hip as I push my dick against her pussy. 

I watch her mouth part and her eyes flutter as her eyes roll back as I fill her pussy with my hard cock. 

“Shit” I whisper. 

I couldn’t put into words how good Aubrey feels whenever I fuck her. Everytime she felt better than the last. Her pussy was so fucking perfect and just right for my cock. 

I grab her hip and push it back as I pull out and make her turn so she’s on her back.  Her chest is heaving and her legs are spread as I push up and get on one knee, the other foot to the floor as I grab her. Looking to the kitchen as I position her and then look down and slide my cock into her. 

My jaw clenched hard as I watch her face change into something beyond pleasure , my cock pumping in and out, trying not to go too deep so our bodies don’t smack against each other. 

I watch her arch her back , watch her hands reach for my hips to pull me in deeper and I grin. 

“Careful baby girl” I whisper as I look over to the kitchen.

Cindy is putting the vegetables into bowls and I pump a bit faster , knowing I need to be quick. I look back at Aubrey as she bucks her hips and her breath hitches as I drive a little deeper. My balls just tapping her and then I jerk my hips, allowing myself to cum.  Flooding her pussy with my load. 

“Yesss” she whispers with a hiss and I thrust into her all the way , pushing my cum deep inside of her. 

I don’t take long to enjoy it, pulling out of her the second I’m done cumming. Looking to the kitchen, Sinking back into my seat as she she pushes up slowly and her cheeks are flushed as she looks over her shoulder while adjusting her panties and her dress. Smoothing back the loose hairs around her face as she bites her lip and looks at me. 

I give a little smile, trying to control my breath as I pull my pants up and put my dick back in my pants and redo the zipper and button.  

I watch her as she sits there smiling at the tv while biting her lip, and I reach over, sliding my hand up her dress and into her panties. Her legs spreading as she leans her head back. Her mouth parting as I rub her clit. 

I still keep watch, stilling my hand whenever Cindy moves , starting again when her back is turned.  And I keep going until I watch Aubrey cum quietly , her body trembling with her silent orgasm, and I rub her until she stills my hand letting me know it’s enough. 

Pulling my hand out of her panties I grin as she heaves a sigh. 

“Bad girl” I mouth silently and she smiles and rolls her eyes. 

I watch her look back to the television.  Knowing we will keep telling ourselves , no more. But I pray to the perverted gods that it never stops. That we never stop.