EroticReverie

Ryker

I watch my brave little Cecelia pull on the handle to the door as I stand in the dark entrance way. She's so tiny, and trembling, and I'm harder than ever looking at the caution and worry in her eyes that she's making a mistake. 

"Here's the rules Cecelia." I say before the door even shuts behind her. 

"Rules? For what?" She asks and I smile, as I step out of the shadows more, and her chin lifts as I come closer. When the door behind her clicks shut, and the lock automatically latches, my dick throbs at the way she panics, twisting and pushing at the door. GRabbing the bar and shaking it. 

"what?" she whispers. Shaking her head. "No, no!" she screams as I walk closer and she flinches as I come closer.

"Please, please don't hurt me! Fuck!" she screams and starts to pound on the glass, her eyes wide with terror when she looks over her shoulder at me coming towards her.

"Calm down Cecelia." I say calmly. "Shhh,shhh,shhh" I hush as I grab her chin and lift it , her eyes rimmed with tears and I have to fight back the urge to taste them as they roll down her cheeks.

"I..I'll do...do anything, p-please" she says hyperventilating.

"Take a deep breath Cecelia." I say as she whimpers while looking up at me.

"You want me to let you go?" I ask and she nods. 

"Then you'll need to run Cecelia...you'll need run fast.....the door at the end of the funhouse is unlocked....and you're only way out of here....if you make it to the end....without me catching you....I won't hurt you..." I say and her lower lip trembles. 

"But if I catch you Cecelia.....well......you'll just have to hope you don't find out." I say with a slow smirk and she shakes her head, tears falling.

"You've got a minute head start." I say, as the black lights and colored lights turn on around us and throughout the fun house. The laughing track with musical carnival noises meant to creep people out, coming through the speakers. The way her eyes go wide and her knees nearly buckle with fear, It's all I can do not to rip her little shorts off and fuck my Cecelia right then and there. 

"The clock is ticking Cecelia." I say as I reach up and pull the clown mask down over my face as she pushes from the door with and books it around me, and I grin behind the back as I turn and watch her run through the curtains. 

I groan as I hear stumble in the first of many obstacles. One of those large circular spinning wheels, my precious Cecelia like a little hamster on it's wheel. I hear her stumble past it, her feet on the metal floors, a scream as she triggers one of the gusts of air from the floor. Another scream as she triggers another, and my cock is so fucking hard that it hurts. I finish counting, and then begin my hunt. Taking my time, letting her panic her way through the different areas. Catching up just enough to watch her stumble through the slanted rooms, to watch her knees nearly give out as she moves across the side by side planks that move back and forth in opposite drirections, making it difficult to walk straight across. 

I let myself catch up, placing my foot to the planks just as she gets off them, her head whipping over her shoulder. The sexiest fucking wide, tear filled eyes look back at me as she yelps and trips over her feet, not watching where she's going. Falling to the floor, tripping more of the air sensors. I grab my dick through my pants , hard, as I listen to her scream, and scream as the air pulses blow at her , and she scrambles away from the corner and to her feet, stumbling over them as she goes to get back up. Running her way through another human hamster wheel. 

My girl, does not like clowns. A little fact I'd learned from stalking her social media accounts. So, to know the fear coursing through her in the next room, has my cock leaking precum as I listen to the pop noises of balloons, listen the voices of the dozen or more clowns in the room make honking noises and "touch my nose!" "touch my nose!" remarks, because in order for the other door to open quickly, she needs to squeeze the noses till she finds the one that will open the door.

When I enter the room, I see Cecelia, standing there, hands to her ears, shaking her head as she's partially crouched over , frozen in her spot. I didnt expect it honestly. For her to lose her flight response so easily. I expected she'd disregard her fear of clown in order to escape the stranger hunting her, but I underestimated just how scared my Cecelia must be on clowns. 

"NO!" she screams as she looks up at me. I could show her mercy. I could. I could prolong our little game, let her escape the room, and claim whatever I want from her as my reward for catching her, somewhere else. 

I walk over to her and then reach out, silently, without a word and stroke my hand over her hair. 

"P-please...please!" she cries as I turn her around and lean down, wrapping my arm around her, to hold her as I press my mask to the side of her face.

"Does your cunt still ache Cecelia?" I groan as I hold her against me, and she shakes her head, sobbing. 

The sounds of the balloons, popping one after another, the music , the clown noises, all of it making her tremble against me as I reach my hand down, then my other. 

I grab the button on her shorts. 

"Take a deep breath Cecelia....you're fine....we're just playing a game Cecelia..." I say as she whimpers, and shakes her head. 

"Shhhhhhh" I whisper through the mask as I slide her zipper down.

"Please" she begs.

"Close your eyes" I breathe through the mask. 

"Breathe Cecelia" I instruct as my fingers slide down into her shorts, and I groan against her ear, as my fingers slip past the patch of hair, and over her softy pussy lips.

"Does it ache Cecelia?" I ask, letting my finger slide along her pussy lips and then pushing my finger between them and she gasps. 

"mmmm , i've been wondering what you'd feel like Cecelia." I whisper, sliding my finger inside of her slowly as her breath hitches.

"i've been wondering, for so long." I breathe, my finger sliding out, then pumping in further.

"And you're perfect....just like I knew you would be..." I say, my finger sliding deeper and she whimpers. 

"R-ryker...p-please" she begs. 

"Please what Cecelia?" I ask, my finger sliding out and stroking her clit and her legs press together. 

"I hate clowns" she whines. 

"I know Cecelia...and your fear...makes this aching little cunt so fucking wet" I groan and slide my finger down and back inside her, making her gasp again. 

"Mmmm, that's my girl" I hum through the mask. 

"Focus on my finger.....nothing else Cecelia.....forget the clowns....forget my mask against your pretty little face, and focus on the way im finger fucking your little fear soaked cunt" I growl and she lets out a whimper with a little groan as I slide a second finger inside her. 

"Take those little shorts off Cecelia....show me what a bad girl you are...and let me fuck your little pussy with my fingers" I groan and she whimpers. 

"god, please, please can we just-" she whines.

"Do it NOW" I growl and she yelps, jumping and then her hands are pushing down her tight little shorts and I groan.

"AH!" she screams when I grab her the second her shorts hit the foor, and spin her around, lift her up and then flip her to the side and spin her , until I'm standing with her in a sixty nine position, her hands pushing at my hips as I grab her waist and lift her up to my face.

"there's that sweet little pussy" I groan and I grab her around her waist with one arm, holding her to my chest, her thighs to my shoulders, her hot little cunt in my face as I lift my other hand and rip of my mask. 

"Mmmmm" I groan as I slap her pussy and she pants and then I hoist her higher, and hold her easily with one arm as she keeps pushing her hands to my sides, her head keep trying to lift as I plunge two fingers into her pussy. 

"Ah!" she cries out. I feel the panting of her body, the clenching of her tight little cunt around my fingers, listening and looking in the dark flickering lights at just how soaked her scared little cunt is. 

"ryker!" she cries and I groan. My fingers fucking her pussy, as I keep my mouth from devouring the delicious prize , only inches from my mouth. 

I spit on her cunt, and spit on it again, making a fucking mess of her as I keep my fingers working in and out of her, making her already soaked pussy, a mess of her own arousal and my saliva as my fingers slide out and rub her clit and then push back into her, making her gasp. Her fingers curling at my sides as her head lifts and then hangs down as she cries out. 

I grunt, then grab her waist and hoist her up the last few inches, both hands on her tiny little waist as I open my mouth and encompass her pussy with it, my tongue licking between her lips, over her clit to her cunt, pushing in and then dragging back to her clit and sucking as she screams, her precious little legs trembling  near my head as I growl into her pussy. 

I snarl, biting her clit. Not hard, but definitely harder than she might like or have ever expected because she screams and I groan loudly and bite it again and then flick my tongue at it and suck it harder. Growling like a fucking savage as I torture my Cecelia and her clit. 

I lick it wildly, flicking it, licking it quickly, slowly, changing my pace and my methods, all to watch her squirm in my hold. 

After a few minutes of her hot little moans , I whip her right back around , right side up and then lift her up, throwing her legs over my head as she yelps as my quick movement, my demanding her body into whatever position I desire. Throwing her legs over my shoulders  and grabbing her ass , her fingers grabbing my hair as her sneakers push into my back and Cecelia gasps, my mouth sucking at her clit and I groan as she holds my hair for balance, pulling at it and the hot little scaredy car humps her hot little pussy against my face and I groan, pulling her harder onto my mouth, devouring her like she's the last fucking supper. 

The second I feel her pussy pulsing, the second that orgasm hits her, my cock explodes, and I cum right in my fucking pants, her pleasure, my undoing. Her sweet gasps and shaking legs, her squeaking and trembling as she holds my hair, pulling it as she cums on my mouth. I cum for the first time without ever having it inside of a woman. Other than teenage wet dreams. Cecelia Lynn Laurens, has just made me cum for her without even having anything other than taste of her cunt, and her fingers in my hair.

"what a good fuckin girl" I growl and kiss her clit, licking and making out with it as she shakes violently, panting, begging me to stop, her clit sensitive and overwhelmed. I suck it so fucking hard  when she begs me to stop. Making her cum again, pouring into my mouth as I open it and catch the spray of her and let it slip down my throat, before licking her clit again, and again. 

She can't speak, can barely grasp my hair any longer as I steal more, and more from her. 

"Mmmmmmm" I groan and lift her up , lapping at her cunt. Then I carefully drop her down to her feet and I smirk at the way she can barely stand. 

"fuck" she whines. I reach down, grabbing her shorts and then hold them open. 

Cecelia grabs my shoulders, her shaky legs moving one at a time as she lifts her feet into the holes of her shorts. 

"Let's go Cecelia." I say. 

"w-what..just happened" she says more to herself, thinking out loud as I chuckle and then then bring her back the way we came. 

Her phone rings once we're outside the door and Cecelia grabs .

"Shit. I have like seven missed calls" she hisses to herself. 

"Millie?" she answers. "Millie what-" 

"Wait, slow down..what?" I watch Cecelia blink, lift a hand to her mouth. 

"Oh my god" she gasps and I fight the smirk twitching at the corner of my lips. Knowing very well what Millie is telling her right now. 

"Yeah, I'm....I'm on my way home...I'll be there soon" she says and nods to herself. 

"I...I have to go." Cecelia says as she hangs up. 

"Something wrong?" I ask and she just stares off for a moment. 

"I...my neighbor...he...." her mouth opens and closes. 

"He's dead." she says, just staring off in shock. 

"A friend of yours?" I ask. 

"No." she says. "Well...yes....no...I don't....I don't know." 

It pleases my dick that her first response was no. It's good to know my Cecelia wasn't necessarily close to the man she let fuck her earlier today. Maybe my little Cecelia was just trying to scratch and itch with her little neighbor friend. But she'd learn soon enough that nobody was allowed to touch her except for me, and perhaps my brothers or their girlfriends if I allowed it. 

"How did he die?" I ask, even though I already know the answer. Shot. Forty two times. Once for every thrust I'd been forced to watch and endure as he fucked my Cecelia. I'd left him with more holes that a cheese grater, and cut off his cock and stuffed it in his mouth. 

A bit messy, a bit more gruesome than some will say was called for. But he's lucky that's all I did. I'd made it quick enough. I like to think I even displayed a bit of mercy. I did cut his dick off AFTER I shot him afterall. I shouldve done it before. 

"I...I dont know...there's police there now...it's taped off...I.... Millie cant get into the apartment...they're not letting her in....I have to go..." she says.

"Where will you two go tonight?" I ask her and she blinks as if coming back to reality.

"I ...I dont know." she says. 

"You can stay with me." I say and she looks at me, shaking her head. 

"Um, no." she says. 

"Why not?" I ask, offended by my girls instant refusal. 

"You just....chased me like a maniac through a fun house...and then....then.." she stutters.

I smirk at her. 

"don't smirk at me Ryker." she says with a little tight lipped scowl. 

"I'll do anything I want to you Cecelia." I say and she huffs. 

"that was...don't do that again." She says.

"Make you cum?" I ask with a cock of my brow. 

"No, the fun house" she hisses.

"So you'd like to cum on my mouth again then?" I grin. 

She huffs. 

"Stay with me. Your friend can stay too. There's plenty of room at our place." I say.

"Our?" she asks.

"My friends I was with earlier...we all live together." I answer.

"they...won't mind?" she asks chewing her lip. 

I shake my head. "No, they wont." 

"And you wont murder me or Millie in our sleep?" she asks the corner of my lips curve with amusement.

"I promise not to murder yourself or Millie in your sleep." I say and then place my hands on her shoulders, drawing her toward me and her chest lifts with a deep breath as I place my hands on the sides of her neck, letting my thumbs trace along her jaw line as I tip her head back.

"I may crawl under your blankets for another taste of your declious little cunt, but that's about it Cecelia." I say and her breath hitches.

"God...why is that hot?" she exhales and I chuckle.

"What is wrong with me?" she breathes again. 

"nothing Cecelia...you're perfect." I whisper as I slip a thumb up over her lips, rather enjoying the way she's hypnotized, her dead little neighbor friend a passing thought and already forgotten as I shove my thumb over her lower lip and into her mouth and she parts her mouth, then closes it around my thumb and I lick my lips. 

"Mmm, good girl" I hum as she pushes her tongue over it, and I grin as I draw my thumb out slightly, her mouth sucking it back in, and her eyes closing a moment, those lashes hitting her cheeks, before she opens them again, and then opens her mouth , panting as I draw my thumb out, rubbing it over her lips.

"So is that a yes Cecelia? Are you staying with me tonight?" I smirk and she nods. 

"Mhm" she hums and then gently bites my finger tip and my cock stiffens. 

"Let's go get your friend then." I say and she blinks. 

"oh...right, yeah" she says and then she's back to the state of shock of her nieghbor being dead. My poor little Cecelia will be so scared when it comes out just exactly what happened to her little fucking neighbor that sticks his dick where it doesnt belong. And i'll be there to protect her, she'll be sharing a bed with the very monster she and the rest of the city will be terrified of.