EroticReverie

Ryker

I smirk from the bar, as I watch Cecelia with Simone, Brynn and Lena on the dance floor. My girl was angry with me after I'd emptied into her a second time. But not angry enough. No. My Cecelia loved it as much as she hated it. Me claiming her. She's a good girl, accepting me as hers, and the fact that she's mine. 

It's her night off and while her friend Millie works the bar, the girls feed her drinks left and right as she spends her night off dancing and laughing with them. What will she think when she learns that I've fucked all three of them, that I fuck them regularly, that my brothers share their girls with each other and with me. What will she think when she learns I intend to have her sweet fucking pussy fucked by not just me, but my brothers and the women as well? 

I watch Simone check her out as they dance, catching her glance to me with a devlish smirk and bite her lip. Yes, Simone wants my Cecelia. We all do, and we will all have her, whether my Cecelia likes it or not. But I have a feeling my naughty little doll will enjoy the depravity of our home once she learns our ways. 

I watch Simone as she touches Cecelia's hip and pull her towards her, smirking at her , flriting with her as she dances with her, grinding her hips, rolling them against my perfect doll. I watch Cecelia, lift one arm over Simone's shoulder, giving into the fun of it. Grinding Simone right back, their thighs working between one anothers legs, several people watching them as Simone slips a hand to Cecelia's ass and pulls her tighter against her, whispering something in her ear. I watch Cecelia turn, looking in my direction, her eyes having now trouble finding me as me and my brothers stand at the bar. All three of us watching the girls together. Cecelia's heavy lids lower, her head going back slightly as her body moves, and she grinds her hot fucking body against Simone, Simone dipping down, brushing her lips over Cecelia's neck, the front of my pants are so fucking tight as I watch Cecelia's eyes roll, her mouth part as she lets out a sound I can't fucking hear this far away, that I wouldnt be able to hear , even next to her, over all the music. It's hot out tonight, and I can see the way Cecelia's neck shines with the sticky heat of her body, the sweat trickling down her neck , Simones tongue dragging along her skin. Cecelia's mouth closes, her teeth captruing her lip with a grin, as Simone whispers again in her ear. 

My brother Blaze, leans over as we both watch his girl seduce mine. 

"Please tell me we get to fuck her soon." Blaze groans and grin, licking my lips. 

"As soon as I do." I say and he shakes his head beside.

"What the hell are you waiting for?" he asks , making me chuckle. 

"I want her begging for it." I say and he chuckles.

"You mean, she isnt already?" he asks.

"Cecelia...is a little ..intimidated by the size of things." I smirk. 

He laughs. "The curse of the genes that blessed us with big dicks." he says making me smirk. 

We stand there longer, watching as Simone keeps my girl against her, whispering more things into her ear , biting her ear lobe, and kissing on her neck. 

"Her little friend is quite the fuck." Diesel says and I turn my head , my brows drawing together. 

"You fucked Millie?" I ask, looking over my shoulder to Cecelia's friend tending the bar with a few other girls in yellow bikinis. 

"Mhm." Diesel hums as he also looks, Millie lifting her eyes and catching us watching, she blushes when catching Diesel's eyes.   Interesting. I wonder if Cecelia knows. 

"Snug as fuck." Diesel says and I look Millie up and down. She's five foot six, same as Simone, Millie has blonde hair and blue eyes. She's no innocent angel that's for sure, but the soft blonde hair she has pulled up into a ponytail high atop her head and those crystal blue eyes, make her look like a wet dream to most men, with her perky , most likely c or d cup tits that sit nicely on her chest, still firm and almost unaturally round, but with the way they move, I know they're not surgically placed. My mind starts to race with possibilities. I didn't want Millie...at least not the way I wanted my Cecelia. But would I enjoy fucking Millie? Very much. Would I enjoy watching her and Cecelia together? Yes. Would I mind if Blaze or Diesel wanted to take her on as their girl and make her a part of our family? Not at all. 

"With the girls?" I ask, when asking Diesel how he fucked her. 

"With Brynn." he says and I look to the five foot nine box dyed red head head on the dance floor and back to Millie who is still blushing and fighting back a smile as she get eyes fucked by Diesel. 

"Yeah?" I ask. He nods and then looks at me and smirks and then back to Millie. 

"I think I like her." he says and I chuckle slightly and shrug. 

"Does she know about us?" I ask, wondering if he's explained how we all fuck the girls. 

He shakes his head. "I know you havent explained things to Cecelia yet...I was waiting to let you handle that." he says and I nod with thanks as I look back to Cecelia who is now walking over, leaving Simone looking after her. 

Cecelia isn't drunk but she's tipsy, and I can tell by her eyes as she comes up to me, handing me an empty glass. 

"My drink is empty" she says , shoving it to my chest. "Fix it." 

My dick twitches at her bossy little fucking attitude, and I grin down at her as my brothers chuckle at her making demands of me. I grab the glass and turn, setting it on the bar, and then look back at her, her chin lifted, a proud little smirk on her face, as if she's asserted some kind of dominance over me. 

I shake my head with a slow grin and watch that confidence falter as I reach up , placing my hand at her neck, my nostrils flaring, as I dip down several inches, squeezing her neck gently. 

"Are you being a brat, just so I'll punish you Cecelia?" I growl.

"If you want me to tend to that little fucking pussy, all you need to do is ask nicely." I say and can feel the intake of air as she sucks in a breath. 

"please" she whimper and I groan, my dick pressing hard against my jeans as I stand back up straight and then look to my brothers, they give knowing smirks and nod as I place my hand on the back of Cecelia's neck and guide her from the bar, and outside the perimeter of the outdoor bar. I step easily over the ropes, turning, I pick her right up by the waist and lift her over the barrier and then back into the sand.

"where are we going?" she asks as she walks beside me, wearing a pair of tiny jean shorts and a black halter top. 

"you know where" I say as I guide her onto the board walk and towards the direction of the fun house. 

"Ryker, no" she whines and tries to turn and walk back.

"Ah,ah" I say, grabbing her neck at the back.

"Keep walking Cecelia." I say and she whimpers. 

"I  dont want to go there. I fucking hate it, are you going to make me go through the clown room again?" she nearly fucking cries. I love the genuine fear in her voice, my dick throbbing as he eyes water.

"Maybe." I say and she turns and puts her hands on torso, over my black shirt and looks up at me. Fuck she is precious as that chin lifts, looking up at me, her five foot two, to my fix foot eight, a helpless little doll in front of me as her eyes water.

"Please dont make me go in there" she begs, lower lip trembling. I fight the urge to groan. Did she even understand what her fear did to me? 

"Be a good girl Cecelia." I say and then turn her to face the direction of the fun house.

"It's closed, how do you even get in" she whimpers when we reach the front door. 

"I own it." I say simply as I take my keys, finding the one with red paint on it and sliding it into the lock.

"You...own it?" she asks as I pull open the door and she hesitates.

"Yes. Now go inside." I nod to the dark entrance.

"Please Ryker." she begs and looks up at me. 

"Get inside Cecelia, before I rip your clothes off and punish you right here on the sidewalk." I warn her.

She blinks. 

"Please" she pleads softly, a tear streaking down her cheek and I groan at the sight of it. Grabbing her arm, and pulling her inside with me as she yelps. 

"Ryker please!" she tugs, pulling, trying to step back as I close the door and then grab her, and throw her over my shoulder. 

"Please! Please!" she cries as I carry her behind the small, counter.

"NO!" she screams as I swipe the mask off the countertop. 

"oh yes Cecelia." I groan. "yes" 

"Please!" she cries, the tears really fucking coming now. My dick ready to bust at the sound of her shrieking. As soon as I set her down, she gives me chase, taking off into the dark. There's barely enough light for her to make her way through , only a single light in each area that is at a constant low dim when everything else is turned off. It's silent , the music not playing, the laughing voices of children and other voices not playing through the speakers. 

I smirk as I turn the switch to the clown room on from behind the desk, my dick aching as I listen to her scream , able to hear the sound of the room coming to life in the distance.

"RYKER!" she screams for me, WHILE running from me. My blood pumps faster, and I pull the mask down over my head , and go to find my doll.