EroticReverie

Giselle Galas

Of course Rainer had to be good in bed. He couldnt have just been a mediocre fuck, he couldn't have just been a selfish prick. No instead he had to be the best sex i've had, he had to have a perfectly filthy mouth and a huge dick and of course knew how to fucking use it. Fuck my life. 

Because I still refuse to accept that I'm actually attracted to him and god...fucking like the cocky fuck...I make my excuse to leave his place early and go back home. I shower and primp myself for the day, cause in the world of the flthy rich, just ONE enagement party isn't enough I guess, and tonigt Rainer's parents were holding the second engagement part for my sister Fleur and Rainer's brother Valen. 

My phone pings with a message as I'm sitting , straightening my naturally curly hair at my vanity. I place the straightener down and pick up my phone, and roll my eyes when I see Rainer's name. I set the phone back down without opening the messge, convincing myself I don't care , convincing myself I don't want to open it immediately to see what he has to say. I straighten one more section of my hair and then surrender to my stupid brain that had zero will and pick up my phone. 

"I can't stop thinking about you. I can't wait to see you later Galas. Wear a shorter dress this time. I want to see those legs. I'd tell you not to wear any panties, but we both know you need something to catch the way you drip for me Galas." 

"Augh" I audibly scoff. What a fucking cocky son of a bitch. Telling me what to wear, telling me that he gets me wet. It didnt matter that he was fucking a hundred percent right. 

"Last night was a one time thing." I reply. "Get over yourself Raincourt." 

Such a lie, such a fucking bluff, and I knew he fucking knew it which made it even more annoying.

"Is that why I fucked you again this morning?" he replies. 

"Only so you could finish the piss poor job you did last night." I reply. Another total fucking lie. 

"You do know that I only get harder when you're a cruel bitch to me right?" he replies and I smirk at my phone. 

"Go fuck your fist Rainer." I reply.

"Already am Galas, gripping it real fucking tight, same way your cunt does when you cum on my cock." he replies and I inhale, my thighs pressing together and I growl at my phone screen,

"Asshole" I mutter, putting my phone on silent, choosing not to respond, because I was not about to sext with Rainer. Even though his words have me soaking my fucking panties as I sit there replaying them in my head and replaying just how hard I came on his annoyingly perfect cock. 

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I wear an emerald green satin dress, with inch thick shoulder straps and a square neckline that makes my double d's look downright pornographic as they heave over the top, the dress clinging to torso, loosening just below the waist, and the hem falling to the middle of the thighs. I wear a pair of black stiletto heels, and a thin diamond choker, with my hair pulled up into a loose styled ponytail that hangs down my back. I do my make up, making it light, but then doing a bold red lip. My mother would tell me I looked like a harlot, and probably walk around with red flamed cheeks all night, because of her trouble maker daughter that always had to "embarrass" her. I may have worn the dress half for Rainer, whether I wanted to admit it or not, but I also wore it as a fuck you to my mother and her uptight snobbery bullshit. 

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I have our driver drop me off, my parents already there along with the rest of my family and other guests, and I don't miss the way the man who opens my door when driver pulls up to the bottom of the large front steps, how his eyes go to my legs and the short dress, his eyes taking a peek and I wonder if he saw my pussy. His red cheeks say that he did, and he clears his throat and I smirk as I take his hand and stand. 

When I'm out of the car, I slip my hand from his and place it on his shoulder and lean in. 

"I'd give you a tip, but I'm pretty sure your eyes already got one." I say and pat his shoulder and then listen to him clear his throat and I smirk to myself as I walk up the front steps. 

There's a fucking quartet playing inside and I pluck a glass of champagne off the first tray I see and down it. Several eyes are on me, while pretending not to be, judgey stares from older women, admiring stares from their husbands. I ignore them all, and then set down the glass on the tray, picking up a second, sighing and walking through the foyer where several are gathered and into the ball room. Yes, a fucking ball room. 

If a skinner girl, with smaller tits wore my dress, she wouldnt get half the looks that I did. Because since I was a bit thicker, and had big tits, my body was automatically "Slutty". No matter what I wore, men always stared, women always gawked or judged and turned up their noses, because heaven forbid I liked the body I lived in. 

I hear my mothers dramatic gasp before I even see her. Turning my head to the click of angry heels, I give her a sweet smile as her eyes blaze with fury, those cheeks already red with embarrassment.

"Giselle Yrene Galas!" she hisses under her breath, taking my wrist. 

"WHAT are you wearing?" she says looking around as she talks through clenched teeth , but also with a smile on her face, as to not break the pretty mask she wears for her friends and strangers. 

"A dress." I answer, lifting my champagne, taking a sip and ignoring the clutch of her hand on my wrist still. 

"Your breasts are obscene Giselle Yrene and that dress is inappropriate" she whispers. 

"They're just breasts. Got em from you." I say extending my pointer finger clutching the stem of the champagne flute and poke her breast at the side under her very modest , high necked, long sleeved evening gown that floats just off the floor. 

She swats my hand. "Giselle!" she hisses and looks all over hoping nobody say her daughter just poke her tit. I give a little laugh. 

"Why do you insist on embarrassing your family at every chane you get?" she hisses and I roll my eyes. 

"I'd say Gail Rancourt springing for a live quartet and putting your little engagement part last night to shame is what's really embarrassing here mother." I say , jabbing where I know it'll hurt. Cause she actually gives a shit about those kinds of things. 

Her brows furrow and she releases my hand. 

"She probably did it just to show me up" she hisses, already having forgotten her distaste for my dress. It was so weird how my mother and Gail were best friends, yet constantly competed with one another, their whole lives. It was gross. At least Rainer's mother was always a bit more sweet than my own. 

"Yes, she probably did." I roll my eyes, turning and then feel my toes immediately curl at the sigh of Rainer of across the room, with a full on grin on his face as he holds a tumbler of dark liqour in his hand, standing with a few other guys near our age as he looks me up and down through the thin line in the clearing of people that are in the room. 

The other guys are talking but he just keeps looking at me as I narrow my eyes slightly , his eyes still looking me up and down, over and over, licking his lips before taking another sip of his liqour and then winking at me over the glass. My ovaries fucking screaming, and my uterus ready to turn itself into an air b&b  for this mans fucking sperm. Jesus christ. He looked so fucking hot. And that wink, that stupid fucking wink. 

His hair was again pulled back into it's normal man bun, the hair his mother and father beg him to cut constantly. The hair I had gripped in my fingers this morning while Rainer ate me like my pussy like it was a god damn cracker jack box with a coveted prize at the bottom. That tongue. I hold back the whimper in my throat as I start to regret not wearing any fucking panties, cause I thought I d have been able to control myself but I was so fucking wrong. 

I lift my glass of champagne, downing it again, and then turn and walk through the ballroom, through the tall chapel high ceiling room and out onto the balcony to catch my breath. 

I walk down, past where people are gathered, past the velvet ropes set up that are meant to stop guests from going past a certain point and keep walking along the balcony that wraps around the entire back of the estate and around the sides. I turn the corner away from the eyes of other and then press my back to the stone of the wall and tilt my head back. 

The breeze is light and cools the heating of my cheeks and my chest, I hated that he turned me on so much. Especially after last night, after this morning, after those texts, after the way his eyes just devoured me and fucked me from across the room, and that wink. I let out a deep breath and step my feet apart slightly, and curse as I feel the slip of my pussy lips, feel myself dripping, the heat gathered in my stomach and between my legs, the hitting my legs and traveling up my dress, brushing against my bare pussy. 

"God" I exhale and bite the side of my lip and then look to one side and then the other, nobody was going to come down here, nobody was going to see my hand sliding between my legs and up my dress and the way I was rubbing my clit. 

I let out a soft moan, my heart beating faster. This was so inappropriate, even for me, but I was fucking aching and i just needed to..

"What a naughty fucking girl." his voice makes me jump, my hand flying from between my legs as I push off the wall as I look to where Rainer is standing, his glass tumbler still in hand and he walks over to me as I pinch my brows. 

"I wasnt-" 

"Oh" he laughs. "Yes, you were." he says taking another sip and then sets his glass on the stone ledge of the balconys rail and then walks over to me as I stand there and go to move. 

"Ah, ah" he shakes his head grabbing my waist and then pushing me back against the wall as I look up at him. 

"Go away Rainer" I say as angrily as I can manage, but I sound pathetic. 

"Why would I go away? When I can help?" he asks and then grins and looks down at my breasts.

"Fuck you look so good" he says and I whimper and he looks back up at me and grins. 

"You wear this dress just for me Galas?" he asks his hands sliding down my dress along my hips and thighs. 

"No." I lie. 

He smirks. "Liar" he says and then grabs his belt, undoing it. 

"Rainer." I say and he just keeps sliding his belt and then unzipping his pants. 

"Come here Galas" he says as he draws his cock out and I look down and my breath hitches. 

"Let me take care of your horny little cunt baby" he says and grabs my thigh, lifting my leg hitching it and then pulls up the front of my dress,  grabs his cock and guides it along my pussy.

"no panties....what a naughty girl" he says and I let out a moan of relief as he pushes his cock up into me." 

"Mmmm, what a wet little fucking pussy Galas" he groans. 

"fuck" I moan, my leg wrapping harder over his hip and he groans as my hips pitch forward, and his other hand reaches down then hoists me up, lifting my other leg around him as I wrap my arms around his neck. He sinks up into my further.

"shit" i breathe loudly. 

"my god Galas" he groans. "god, you feel so fucking good" he growls through clenched teeth and I let out a little whimper. 

"I've been waiting all day to get you back on this cock Galas" Rainer groans. 

"all fucking day baby"