EroticReverie

Bailey Blue

"How the hell do you live here with all of them and not end up pregnant?"  Ellie mutters under her breath sipping from a plastic red cup as we sit ontop of a picnic table in the back yard as I watch my room mates stand around the two grills they have going as I sit with Ellie who I invited to our Thursday night cook out. 

It was a weekly thing that we did together, since weekends were for parties and events. Me and my five male room mates. Bash, Bellamy, Sawyer, Lars and Roth , and me. We lived in a shitty house in the city, that was actually a two home house, but we rented out both sides. Three of us in one side, three in the other, but constantly going back and forth into each side of the two home house. The guys had actually, without permission, tore down a spot the connceted both sides in their living rooms, so that way we didnt have to go outside to get inside to the opposite side of the house.  Our land lord would NOT be happy about that probably, but, ask for forgiveness not for permission I guess. 

"Easy...they're all gross." I say and sip my beer with a smile and Ellie rolls her eyes. 

"Yeah, they are TOTALLY gross...so gross...I mean who would want to sleep with ANY of them, they're just soooo atrocious to look at." she says laying on her sarcasm thick. 

I give a little laugh. 

"I didnt mean they werent attractive" I say waving a hand out, gesturing at them. "Clearly they are...but they're gross in the fact that Ive hear all of them burp, and all of them fart, and they all stink when they do. They're not really quite panty droppers around me. They don't care to impress me. " I say. 

"Plus...the fact that they are attractive as they are, means they probably have overly inflated egos that carry to the bedroom. i bet each of them thinks they are a god in the bedroom, and bet at least three out of five of them havent ever made a woman actually cum." I say and she almost spits out her beer.

"Wow, harsh" she laughs and I lean back on my hands as I look at all five of them. 

"That's being generous....I mean come on...you think those pretty boys put in any effort? They probably think their presence alone should get a woman off. They'd all fail miserably at an unblindfolded game of pin the clit on the pussy." I say and this time she does spit out her beer and I laugh, throwing my head back. 

This gets their attention, all five of them watching me and Ellie give full belly laughs. I watch as Bash comes over, eyeing me, narrowing his eyes. 

"Why do I get a feeling that your laughing at us?" he asks, shirtless, in only a pair of dark jeans as he slides a hand through his touseld dark brown hair and looks to Ellie with his big brown eyes and licks his lips. 

"Cause we are." I say and roll my eyes at his blatant fuck boy lick lip as he eye fucks my friend.  I reach my leg out and kick his side lightly. 

"Knock it off you animal." I scold him and he grins and Ellie blushes as always. Ellie was one of the very few friends I brought around, because she was dating someone, and Ellie was a good girl, who I could trust not to screw my roomates, because she'd never cheat on her boyfriend.  But the guys liked to tease her, and I'm sure she enjoyed it too. So, I was okay with innocent flirting, but sometimes they laid it in on her so think. The poor girl. 

"What? What am I doing?" Bash asks, holding a hand to his chest as if he's offended I'd suggest he's being a pig. 

Bash was six foot two, with messy brown hair, and big fucking brown eyes, and long ass lashes that made me jealous. 

"You know what you're doing, leave her alone." I say and kick him again and then push my foot to his chest and push him away with my foot. 

"Go away" I say and grabs my ankle and yanks it, almost making me fall off the table. 

"Dick!" I yell and kick my leg at him and he laughs as he walks back to the guys.

"god he's so cute" Ellie whispers when he's far enough away. And I roll my eyes at her and laugh at how breathless she sounds. 

"easy girl." I tease and she shrugs. 

"I'm human, I can look." she says and I laugh as I follow her gaze back to the guys. 

Bellamy and Sawyer Wells, brothers and twins.  Both standing at six foot exactly, both with the same dirty blonde hair, and brown eyes.  Bellamy had shorter dirty blonde hair and his face was all scruff , always with a five o clock shadow. While Sawyer hand long dirty blonde hair he kept back in a little man bun at all times, and had a nice full beard and mustache, that was trimmed nicely and kept short. 

Lars Collins, was six foot foor and the biggest fucking goof out of all of them. He had reddish brown hair, that was looking more red now out in the sun and he had light brown eyes that almost looked red because of his hair and facial hair bringing out the reddish hue the hid in the brown. 

Then we have Roth Caine. My six foot six giant man bear. With shoulder length dark brown hair, dark fucking lashes and brows, and a nice thick full beard and mustache just like Sawyers, except a bit longer.   I like to call Roth my pretty boy. Because while he should be the most intimidating because of his height and un natural good looks. The man was just too fucking pretty to be scared of. He, like Bash, had extremely long lashes, that framed his ice blue eyes that matched my own. He had a perfectly manicured beard and mustache and even his brows were impeccable. He swears he doesnt touch them or get them waxed or threaded, but there's no way any human being is born with eyebrows as defined and perfect and even as Roth's. It wasn't fair. He was the prettiest person in the house. 

I cross my legs, wearing my high wasited black shorts and off the shoulder black band t shirt as I lean back again and take a look at them.  I'd known them all for years, since the start of highschool. Now we were all in our early to mid twenties. Other than one drunken night where me and Swayer decided to break the unspoken rule, and ended up making out for an hour in his bedroom back in highschool, I'd never touched the guys, and they'd never touched me. When the rest of the guys found out Sawyer had broken the unspoken code, they gave him shit for months.

"Where's my girl?" I hear a familiar voice that makes me situp straight, jumping off the table and spinning around. I smile when I see my boyfriend Mack, and I get all giddy and round the table as he smiles, holding out his arms for me to jump into them. 

I bounce off the ground and wrap my arms and legs around him as I kiss him as dirty as possible, my tongue shoving into his mouth, his meeting mine with the same amount of filth and I instantly am soaked in my fucking panties as he grabs my ass. 

"Miss me Babely?" he swats my ass. He liked to mix babe with with my name Bailey, it sounded stupid, but I didnt care. 

"so fuckin much" I kiss him again and he groans. 

"Get a room!" one of the guys yells and I throw my hand out behind me and give them the finger. 

 Mack had been gone on tour and wasn't even supposed to be back for another two weeks. He was part of a rock band, and even though I'd spent time around bands, and knew the kind of things that happened, I'd learned to trust Mack. I had to. I had fallen in love with him, and didnt want to lose him. So when he told me the band set up a small tour for five months, I'd played the part of the good girlfriend, the supportive girlfriend and told myself I wouldnt let paranoia or jealousy ruin our relationship. 

And I'd surprised myself, because I really hadn't let it. He called me everyday. We texted, sexted, had phone sex when he could get privacy, and we hadnt let the distance , and time apart let anything change.  We'd been together now, for two years next month, and I couldnt be happier, especially now that he was home. 

"You're back early" I moan into his mouth and he turns with me in his arms. 

"wait" I say and look at Ellie. 

"ell..." I say, my brows pinching, not wanting to leave her all alone with the guys. 

She laughs and rolls her eyes. "Go on, i'm fine" she says waving me off. 

I smile and giggle when Mack takes me inside to my room and throws me on the bed and starts to peel off his clothes, and I work mine off as well. 

"fuuuuuck" he groans and he licks his lips and strokes his cock as I remove my panties and spread myself wide and he grins and looks between my legs. 

"fuck i missed you" he says and gets onto the bed.

Mack is inside me and thrusting within seconds, pounding into me as I moan, bucking wildly into him as we fuck the shit out of each other, all those months away from one another. He cums in fucking minutes and then falls to the side.

"damn" he groans. 

"it's fine...we'll go again" I say when he seems insecure about not lasting. 

"It's been awhile...it's fine." I say. 

He sighs, and sits up.

"Mack....seriously...it's not a big deal" I say as I rub his back as I go to sit up with him. 

"Bailey...we need to talk." he says, and the words slap me across the face, and I feel like he has his hand gripping my heart, squeezing it tight, about ready to break it. 

"About..what?" I ask as I watch him go from hot to cold instantly as he pulls on his briefs, then his pants. 

"Mack..." I say as I just sit there dumbfounded. This was not happening. This was not fucking happening. He was going to..

"I think we should take a break." he says. 

All the air is knocked out of my lungs and the tears immediately well in my eyes. 

"What? why? A...a break? You were gone for five months Mack"I say my voice cracking and he sighs, not even looking at me as pulls his shirt on. 

"It's not you Bailey." he says.

"Oh fuck you!" I scream, and now he looks at me. I have crocodile tears streaming down my face. 

"Are you serious right now?!" I yell at him. "Are you fucking kidding me Mack!?" I scream at the top of my lungs.

"Baby.." he says, lifting his hands and then lowering them as if to tell me to keep my voice down. 

"Don't fucking baby me!" I yell and shoot up out of the bed. 

"You want a break?! Fine!" I scream and shove him. "Get the fuck out!" 

"out!" I scream again as he looks at me and he pulls on his shirt.

"Fine, fuck" he says and turns and then like a psychopath , I run to block the door, pressing my back against it, hand on the knob so he cant grab it. 

"Why?" I ask my voice quieter, breaking, and cracking. 

"Bailey, don't do this baby" he says.

"Don't do what?! Love you?!" I sob. 

"I love you! And you want to take a break?! Why? What did I do? " I ask, shaking, my lip trembling as I sqipe hot angry tears from my cheeks. 

"Don't leave me" I beg pathetically. 

"Mack, please" I beg some more. 

"why do you need a break? we've been apart for months" I cry and he sighs. 

"I...I....it's too much Bailey..being on tour...having a girlfriend...i cant do both right now..I have to think about my future and the band." he says. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?! I made it so fucking easy for you Mack! what's so hard about loving me while travelling? Is that much fucking work to love me?!" I ask, shoving him. 

"I dont love you anymore!" he yells and my hands pause on his chest mid shoves and I feel everything give out. My heart stops, and I feel like I cant breathe. 

"I met someone else." he says and god, the hits just keep coming. 

There's a loud pounding on the other side of the door. 

"Blue! Open this fucking door!" I hear Roth on the other side of the door, calling me by my last name. 

I stand there, naked and fucking embarrassed. 

"Someone else?" I croak. 

"You...you cheated on me?" I ask and Mack shrugs. Just fucking shrugs. 

"Blue! God damnit, open the door!" Roth pounds and then I feel the vibration of his body slamming into the door. I flinch and Mack steps back, and he pulls me with him, just in time as Roth barges in, cracking the door from the frame, heaving and glaring daggers at Mack.

"Get the fuck out of this house." he glowers as I dont even look at Roth as I stand there butt ass naked, tears streaming down my cheeks as I just look at Mack and then look away as he moves from my sight and quickly leaves. 

I ignore Roth's heavy breathing, the voices of the others nearby in the hall, making sure Mack leaves. 

"Blue." Roth says softly and I dont look at him. I walk over to my bed and want to just lay down. But then I almost throw up, thinking about the fact, I just let Mack fuck me on it. I let him fuck me one last time without even knowing it. I grab the covers and sheets, screaming and pulling at them as I cry like a lunatic.

"Bailey...don't do that...cmon Blue" he says , grabbing me from behind, wrapping his arms around me, pinning my arms to my side and he leans his head down, resting the side of his face on the top of my head as he shushes me trying to calm me and I just keep crying. My legs giving out, just wanting to fall to the floor, but Roth catches me. Scooping me up and taking me out of my room, to his across the hall and pulls his covers back, lays me down and pulls them up over me and then lays ontop of the covers at my side and lets me turn, and bury my face into his chest as I cry.