EroticReverie

Peach

"Peachy, baby" Sebastian says giving a little knock at the bathroom door. I wipe my tears and open the door and he frowns down at me. 

"Babe, it's not that serious, stop" he says and cups my face and I can't help but cry a little more. I don't know why I thought flirting with Marcella was harmless. It was another girl, not a guy, so I had thought no big deal, but Sebastian was right. Was I a hundred percent sure the others would be cool with me letting another person touch me so close to such an intimate place, cool with letting me get off on the way the soft strokes of the brushes and her breasts against my leg were turning me on, even if it was through her shirt? Would they be okay with me desiring another person, even if it was a woman? I didn't know. It made me feel bad, feel selfish. Feel fucking heartless and uncaring, that I hadnt considered how the others might feel about me flirting with the hot tattooed girl at Sebastian's shop. 

"I just feel bad" I say and sniffle and he wipes the tear that falls and he hushes me and pulls me into him. 

"Babe, I did not mean to make you feel bad. And it was harmless, and I feel like an idiot for never even noticing that you were actually attracted to her, but, we'll talk to the guys okay? Im sure some flirting is fine, but ..fuck. god " he groans. I look at him, my brows pinching. 

"Watching you get so turned on, looking over and watching you be so fucking subtle and spreading your legs as you bit you lip and licked them, fuck baby, I didnt even know you wanted her like that" he says and I wasnt sure I even wanted Marcella. I'd never been with a girl, I'd made out with one when I was younger. But that was it. some kissing. But, I'd become friends with Marcella, and yeah, she was attractive to me. I liked spending time at the shop and with her, and going out to lunch together once in awhile. We'd only just started "flirting" the past few times I'd been at the shop. But it wasnt the first time I'd gotten turned on when she put one of her little paintings on me. I wasnt sure what turned me on more, her body, her raspy voice, or her talent. All of it did, I guess. 

"turn around" he says and I my brows pop and he spins me. 

"fuck" he groans and reaches around and unbuttons my shorts and yanks them down, I feel the paint smear, but I moan as I put my hands on the sink and he yanks my panties down too and I stick my ass out as he unbuckles himself and I look at him in the mirror. 

"You wanna fuck her?" he asks, looking at me. 

I lick my lips and bite my lower one. "I dont know." 

"Yes you do." he says and strokes himself behind me. 

"Okay...yes" I say and he groans and pushes into me. I gasp, my one hand flying up against the mirror as he thrusts my hips into the hard sink and I whimper. 

"Sebastian" I pant. 

"Shhhh" he whispers. "Keep your mouth shut" 

I bite my lips together. I let out tiny little noises, muffled by my closed mouth as he fucks me against the sink, my shorts dropping from my knees to the floor and he groans. 

"Lift your knee onto the sink, I wanna get deep inside your little pussy loving cunt" he groans and I curse and wiggle my legs so my panties fall down and kick them aside and then lift my leg, and he groans. 

"Yeah baby" he grunts as I pant quietly with my mouth hanging open. 

"oh fuck" I cry quietly and he groans as she thrusts and lean over the sink as much as I can and he groans and slams into my hard, my one leg standing and wobbling.

"oh god" I whimper. 

"shhhhhh" he hushes me, thrusting, the slap of his skin against mine, my wet pussy getting fucked hard and fast and I let out a cry. 

"fuck" he growls and slaps a hand over my mouth and I let myself moan. 

"I wanna watch you get fucked by her" he groans. 

"watch my baby taste some fucking pussy" he grunts and I clench around him.

"watch you little fucking sluts eat each other out" he growls. 

"sucking eachs others clits, fingering your fucking cunts together" he says and I moan into his palm. 

"Watch you suck those big fake tattooed tits of hers" he groans. 

"Me and her sucking your perfect bare tits at the same time, me fucking this greedy little pussy while she sits on your fucking pretty little face" he says and I moan louder into his hand and he thrusts, jerking his hips and then cums inside of me. Groaning and grunting as he forces himself to fuck me hard, slamming his cock deep, my hips bruised against the porcelain sink and he slows, panting. 

"mmmm , my fucking girl" he groans and kisses my shoulder, and bites it. 

"Wash up, and put your fucking clothes back on, I'm taking you home to fuck you properly." 

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I clean the cum from between my legs, the paint smeared all over my legs, and shake my head at the way it's smeared all over the inside of my short and the outside and on my panties a little. 

I put my panties on, then my shorts, and clean up my leg again. 

Marcella looks down at my leg, and smirks when she sees it bare.

"See you later" she says to me and I give a little wave as Sebastian slips his arm around my shoulder. 

"Let's go" he says.  

"Later" I call to Marcella as I turn to my head back to Sebastian and push up on my toes as his hand drops down into the back pocket of my shorts and kisses me. 

I can hear Marcella's slight little laugh as we leave the shop. 

"you hungry?" he asks and I nod. 

"Thought you were taking me home to fuck me proper?" I tease. He smiles.

"You're gonna need some calories in that little body if I'm gonna be fucking you right." he says and I smile. 

"Then feed me." I say and he laughs and throws his arm back around me as we walk to his motorcycle and he gives me the helmet he had bought for me. 

"Property of Mack" is written in a fancy script in gold against the black helmet. I loved it, when I opened it last christmas. 

I hug myself up against him and inhale the scent of his leather jacket he put around me as he starts the cycle and takes off. 

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We get lunch at a pizza shop, we get slices, garlic knots, mozzarella sticks and wings, and share a giant Pepsi in big ass plastic cup, with a straw. 

I eat a slice, minus the crust, a carlic knot, hald the mozzarella sticks and half of the dozen wings. Sebastian eats all that plus two more slices, and we're both rubbing our stomachs when we're done. 

When we're done stuffing our guts, we walk it off along the little strip of the street and the small shops. I drag him into a shoe store with a wink. 

"Devil woman" he growls. 

I try on over a dozen, Sebastian shamelessly taking a photo of each pair of my feet. He insists on buying three pairs. 

I hold the bags as we drive back to the house on his bike, Rowan standing insidecoming down the stairs and I smile at him and pull him to me, Sebastian letting me kiss on him as he brings the bags to his room. 

"More shoes?" Rowan asks and I laugh and nod. 

"More shoes" I say.