EroticReverie

Whitney Rose

Laying on my back , legs spread, still in my white t shirt, with my pajama bottoms somewhere on the floor near us, along with my panties, Callum Rhodes...Mr. Rhodes....my best friends father, has his face between my legs .....

When I was woken up from my sleep on the floor of the living room, his daughter Jessie beside me in her own sleeping bag, along with our friends Denise on the opposite side, I was confused.  Something had a hold on me in my sleeping bag, and when i'd gasped, his hand immediately clapped over my mouth. 

"Shhh" he'd whispered, my eyes wide and my heart pounding as he slipped his hand from my mouth. 

"Quiet." he whispers and I nod, and he grabs my face. 

"Mmm." he hums quietly as he slides his hand over my cheek, and I can feel the cold metal of his wedding ring along with the warmth of his hand. 

"You're such a pretty girl Whitney" he whispers. 

"You know that?" he asks, his thumb pushing over my lower lip and I just stare silently. 

"so..pretty." he says and then I gasp slightly as he brushes his lips over mine. 

"such a pretty mouth" he whispers and then I feel the tip of his warm wet tongue trace my lower lip and then his lips press to mine. I freeze, my mouth unmoving. 

I'd only kissed a few boys before, and never anything more. Now I had a grown ass man, my best friends father, who was married, parting my lips with his tongue, forcing my mouth open. 

I loosened my jaw, my lips falling apart and his tongue invading my mouth with a small groan. His breathing harsh when I started to move my tongue too. 

I wasn't quite sure that I wanted this to be happening. But, I was also too scared to tell him to stop. And I also,...really really liked the way he groaned when he kissed me. It made me feel hot, made me feel like he'd been dying to kiss me forever. 

"You ever had your pussy eaten Whitney?" he asks and I jerk my head back slightly in surprise. 

"Wh...what?" I whisper, my body tensing. He...we...we were just kissing, why was he asking me that? 

"Have you? Have you ever had a boys tongue on your cunt?" he asks and I swallow at the vulgar word, that scared me, yet also made said area pulse with a desire I didnt quite understand. This was a man. Not some guy in school. I shouldn't want to be kissing him. 

I shake my head. 

"Mmmm, will you let me taste you?" he asks and I feel goosebumps everywhere on my body. 

"You...you mean.." I trail off as he nods.

"Yes...I mean , put my mouth on your pussy...my tongue...lick you all over your cunt and put my tongue inside you and on your clit." he whispers, my breath hitches. Filthy. He was being, very, very, filthy. 

"I...I've never..." I stammer. 

"You dont need to do anything....I'll do all the work...I just need to taste you baby" he says and I blink. Baby? That was something guys called their girlfriends, or vice versa. Why was he calling ME baby?

"Get out of this sleeping bag and take off your pants for me Whitney...nobody has to know." he whispers. 

I blink and nod. Half because I was scared, and half because my teenage hormones were screaming with curiosity. 

"shh" he reminds me as I rustle out of my sleeping bag. 

When I'm out of my sleeping bag, he gently pushes me back and goes for my pajama pants, curling his fingers around them.

"Mmmm, fuck" he groans as he pulls them down along with my panties and my legs lift and he sets them to the side. I keep my knees together out of nervousness and as I open my mouth to say something, I hesitate, unsure of what I even want to say.

His hands are spreading me open at the knees, his eyes ont he space between them. There was little light, only the light that was left on in the hall and the glow of the tv we left on, but we could see each other well enough in the silent room, only a fan stirring off to the side of the room. 

"mm baby" he whispers as his hands slide from my inner knees up along my thighs, his touch making me shiver. 

I had not a single hair on me down there. I wasn't sure why I shaved all of it, it was just something I'd thought girls had to do. That guys didn't like it. Even if I wasnt having sex, I thought it was the same as shaving your legs, or armpits, it was just expected. 

"are you fucking kidding me?" he groans and lowers himself between my legs and I swallow nervously.

"fuck, you're perfect" he whispers. "God damn"

I inhale sharply as he nudges his nose against my clit and then his tongue pushes directly between my lips and drags up them. 

I gasp and my hands grip the sleeping bag and my toes curl , the bones in them cracking as his tongue flicks back down over the sensitive nub of my clit. 

"Shit Whitney" he groans quietly and then I feel him spread me open, his fingers pulling my lips apart and his tongue licking softly at my clit as I inhale sharply again , my back arching and I bite my lips together, wincing, knowing I cant make a single sound. But it was killing me to stay quiet. Killing me how good it felt. How I never wanted him to stop licking me there. His tongue swirling and flicking, his facial hair scratching away against my lips and pussy, his mouth breathing excitedly and heavily against my pussy as his tongue went on a frenzy. 

This was happening, it was really happening and I just prayed nobody woke up, prayed i could stay quiet, because this couldnt end. It could never end. I wanted to lay here with Callum Rhodes licking my pussy forever. Is this how it felt for all girls? Did it feel this good every time? Why didn't any of the guys I've kissed ever try to do this? Would I have let them? 

I let out a tiny whimper and he stops and I pant and his face lifts. 

"Shh." he hushes me and I nod and my head goes back as he licks me again, driving me crazy, my hips lifting and his hands grabbing my ass as he buries his face in me, I gasp and fight back the cry of pleasure that's in my throat as he sucks on me. Pulling my clit with his lips again and again as he suctions them around it and nods as he does, tugging and pulling, sucking , and then licking again as I let out a breath that I had been holding for I dont know how long. 

My best friends father, was eating me out. This was bad, and so wrong, on so many level, for so many reasons and yet I still didnt want it to stop. The way he was making me feel was an immediate addiction. I wanted it , and I wanted it to keep going, forever. 

I could feel something inside of me building, knowing exactly what it was. I'd made myself orgasm plenty, I knew what the build up felt like, the greedy feeling I got as it drew closer. But someone else giving you that feeling,...it was...incredible. 

"Make sure you stay quiet" he pants, taking a quick second to warn me. Did he know? Could he tell I was ready to burst? Ready to scream and cry and lose my mind. How did it feel so fucking good? I didn't want it to be over, I didnt want him to stop, or my orgasm to come, but he was relentless and his tongue was all over me, then inside of me as his thumb rubbed my clit. 

The surprise of his tongue startled me, making me jerk, but as quickly as I was startled, i relaxed when I felt him licking at my insides, pushing his tongue as deep as he could, feeling it poke in and out and wiggle inside of me, his breath heavy, and a slight growl coming from him as he kept me going. 

He whispered something to me, or to himself, I wasnt sure , because I couldnt hear over the sound of my heart thumping in my ears. 

My toes pointed and my hips lifted as it took over.  My orgasm crashing in violent waves, making my body jerk , his one hand slipping over my stomach to hold me down as his thumb kept at my clit and his tongue kept fucking me. 

I wanted to scream. I wanted to use every curse word I could think off as the sensation claimed me, wrecking me entirely as I gasped when he thumb kept rubbing the sensitivie nub. My legs snapping around his head, his thumb sliding away, his hands grabbing my hips as he kept pushing and burying his tounge. I could feel how wet I was before, and I was beyond that now, I could hear the wetness of me and his mouth, the heavy breaths and wet licking noises as he tongue my entrance and lapped up my orgasm as I shook. 

As my legs fell apart and he lifted his head. I breathed, my chest heaving quickly, my cheeks were hot and flushed and my body felt like I was paralyzed, I couldnt fucking move as my body twitched here and there every few seconds as my muscles inside of me spasmed. 

"Mmmm" he hums and I feel him kiss my lower stomach, pushing up my shirt and licking over my navel and around it, his hands sliding up my shirt, and grabbing my breasts, my eyes flutter as I feel his wet tongue snake up my torso and his hands pushing up my shirt. 

"god damn whitney, your little pussy is so fucking sweet baby" he says and then looks at my exposed breasts and licks his lips. 

"mmm, and these sweet fucking tits." he says as he dips his head down and I gasp as his tongue drags over my nipple. I hiss when his teeth scrape the skin around it and then clamp down and he tugs lightly. I whimper. 

He stops and then licks my nipple and sucks it softly, gently , his tongue rolling around it and over it and flicking the point of my nipple with the tip of his tongue. 

"Come with me to the bathroom." he says and I blink and nod. He grins as he gets up slowly, carefully, grabbing my pajama pants and panties and then we step carefully out of the room and down the hall and into the bathroom, he closes the door and I listen to the click of it. He turns on the light and I wince at the harsh difference in the light from the dark. When I open my eyes again, I have his hands coming for my face, grabbing it as he leans down and kisses me. 

"Mpfh!" the sound of surprise coming from my mouth , his tongue parting my lips once again, and after my initial shock , I reach up and slide my hands around his neck and then push up on my tip toes as he grabs my shirt next and lifts it. Making me gasp and pant as he breaks the kiss to make me lift my arms and pull it off. 

I knew this was wrong, but it was too late to say no , and I was greedy. I wanted more. I wanted him to kiss me more, touch me more, do more wicked things with his tongue. 

As my shirt is tossed I go back on my tip toes as reach for his neck and slip my arms back around him as he leans down and allows me to wrap them around him. His hands grabbing my waist and I moan into his mouth, making him groan and lift me. 

My legs immediately wrap around him and he hoists me up even higher until my tits are in front of his face and he begins to lick them again, sucking them, biting them , making me moan gasp, whimper and squirm. I was so wet still, so horny still, and the excitement of doing something so wrong had my blood racing and had my body ready for the thrill of more. 

"You can never tell anyone" he groans and bites my nipple a bit harder with a growl. I yelp slightly. 

I shake my head. "I wont." 

"Mmmm" he groans. "that's what I like to hear...you ...being a good fucking girl" he says and I licks up my chest and bites at the side of my neck and I lean my head back as his tongue finishes its way up my neck. His mouth at my ear. 

"You ever had a dick in that pretty mouth?" he asks and I feel myself tense. I shake my head. 

"I want to put my dick in your mouth Whitney." he whispers and I was nervous but also...interested. Willing. Willing to do something I've never done before, to a man who had probably had so many blow jobs in his life.

"what if i'm bad at it?" I ask my voice shaking. 

"You wont be." he groans in my ear. 

"Please baby" he groans. "I need you to suck my dick for me..need those pretty lips wrapped around it." he says and breathe heavy and whimper as he grinds himself against me, I feel his dick poking at my pussy through his sleeping pants. 

"cmon Whitney" he whispers. 

"i promise you'll be fucking perfect...you cant do anything wrong....just be careful with your teeth....and ill tell you what to do with the rest..." he says. 

I nod. "Okay." 

He lets out a relieved groan and then sets me down. 

"fuck, you're such a good girl." he says and kisses me and then whispers against my mouth. 

"Tease it for me...put your hand on it through my pants...rub it." he instructs. 

He exhales and his eyes narrow slightly as he shakes his head and grins as my rub my hand over him. He felt big. I hadnt felt any others, but...it was intimidating anyways. 

"fuck yes" he groans and I feel him move his hips, grinding into my hand. 

"rub my dick baby" he says again and kisses me. I whimper in his mouth as I move my hand back and forth. 

"feel how hard I am?" he groans. 

I nod, panting as he pushes his forehead to mine, looking down. 

"you like touching that big dick baby?" he asks and I whimper and nod against his forehead, our noses brushing slightly. 

"Ever touched a dick before Whitney?" he asks and I shake my head, he groans. 

"Mine is the first?" he asks and I nod. 

"Mmmmm, that makes me , very, very, happy Whitney" he says. 

"Put your hand down my pants and grab it gently." he says and I lick my lips, my eyes looking at his right in front of my face, he nods against my forehead. 

"Do it baby." he whispers and gives me an encouraging kiss.

"Put both hands in my pants and wrap them around my dick" he says. 

"I want you to jerk me off" he says . and I nod.

"while you beg me to suck it." he says and I nod.

"Can you do that for me?" he asks and I nod again and push my hands through the elastic of his pajama pants and down into them , my hand fumbling at first but finding his cock and I gasp as I grasp it with both hands. 

"oh fuuuuck" he groans. 

"Grip it a little hard,, and move them up and down." he says and I do as Im instructed. My eyes peeking down into his pants, chewing my lip as my hands wrap around him a bit tighter and slip up and down his dick. It felt so strange, but to him it must have felt as good as how I felt when he'd been licking me between my legs. Because he was groaning, my eyes lifting and his eyes were already on mine. 

"You want a better view baby?" he asks, clearly having watched me peek down his pants, the pants moving too much and hiding too much for my curious eyes. 

I nod. 

"Mmm" he hums and he pushes them down his hips and right below his cock as I gasp and watch the view come into sight. My fingers were almost touching but not quite, he felt so big, and it made me wonder how I'd fit him in my mouth. 

"Tell me what you're thinking Whitney" he says and strokes my hair. 

I swallow and look back down at his cock again. 

"It's...big" I say and he kisses the top of my head. 

"Yes it is...fits so good in your hands...they look so sexy around my cock" he says. 

"You're doing good baby..so fucking good....your hands feel...so..fucking...good" he groans as he breathes. 

I feel his hand sweep into my hair, his fingers lacing through it as he grabs it gently and leans my head back, his eyes peering down at me. 

"You ready to suck it for me?" he asks, licking his lips as he looks down at me. 

"I...I think so." I nod. 

He grins. 

"Good girl"