EroticReverie

Casimir Blackburn

I tried, tried so fucking hard to get rid of the fucking pathetic pining in my chest and dick that I had for Shayna. That night, that fucking night two year ago when she waltzed into our lives , making me feel things that I had no desire to fucking feel for anyone, let alone some random girl we'd only just met. But try as I might, it's been two fucking years, and all I can think about is her. That long black hair, those life ruining pretty fucking blue eyes and her gorgeous face, her fucking tits, her pussy, her fucking ass, and her long legs. All of her , every fucking bit of her consumed me. It was like she was some kind of fucking witch, that casted a spell on me. It'd been easy to fucking lie to myself at first, that I hadnt felt something that night. That she hadnt blown through my life with rapture and stolen a piece of me.  A piece of me that only came back when I saw her tonight , standing in that crowd. 

Weeks had gone by after that night when the obsession with her really took hold, angering me with how much I fucking wanted her back. Obsessed with a fucking stranger. Craving her and feining like a fucking addict for the girl that fucked me so damn good I knew nothing else would compare. I went through dozens of groupies before I got pissed. Pissed that no matter how many mouths , cunts or asses that were thrown my fucking way and offered, none of them belonged to Midnight. None of them came close. None of them made me feel the way she did when I came for her. It was infuriating.

Watching her with the others, with her little friend. Seeing her get off so fucking easily, I wanted to fucking punish her for making me insane for two whole fucking years. I wanted to punish her for finding euphoria so god damn easily with other people when I could only to manage to fucking find it with her. 

I'm brutal. With each thrust I give her, her body drags upward against the wall, her screams making me cock throb inside her. I could cum right this fucking second. I could explode in her and get that fucking euphoria, but I've waited too damn long, and I was going to screw this little life ruiner till her fucking pussy went numb. 

I fuck her deeper, harder, destroying her annoyingly perfect fucking cunt. She's mine. She belongs to me now. 

"I fucking own you Midnight" I growl at her as she just screams and cries, wincing in pain as I take what I fucking want from her. Showing her that I don't care to fucking worship her like the other, that I choose to fucking ruin her and fuck her for my pleasure only. Drilling her faster, my hands digging into the back of her thighs as I hold her legs up around me as I fuck her violently against the wall. This couldnt be fucking healthy, this fucking feeling I had being inside of her, wanting to never leave this wall, to fuck her till we both expired and fucked the life out of one another. But I cant fucking help it, I cant help that I'm fucking obsessed with her. Two fucking years my cock has been deperived. Two fucking years my heart has fucking thumped angrily in my chest as if to tell me it needed to fucking get back whatever it was that she made me feel that night. 

She's got tears running down her cheeks, her teeth gritting as she takes everything I give her. I'm too fucking angry with her to stop, to fucking pissed off at her for making me feel more than I fucking want to about her. Hating how I give a fuck that she's in love with her little blonde friend, hating that I was the one to shove her face in her friends cunt , prompting the little epiphany they'd both had after fucking in front of us. 

"Cry" I growl. "Keep fucking crying" 

She looks at me, panting and tears running down her cheeks as she hisses when I plunge hard upward into her and make her body lose it's control. Her limbs going slack as she loses her ability to fucking hold onto me. 

"Look at me" I growl at her when her head falls to the side and she whines, tears running dow her face and I groan as she lifts her wet lashes and her head going back against the wall.

"It hurts" she cries. 

"Good" I growl. 

"Its supposed to" I snarl and she cries, hissing through the pain as I fuck her relentlessly, digging harder into her legs and I know I'll bruise them. But they're my fucking legs, all of her, is fucking mine, so I'll do with her body as I fucking please. 

"Cas" she cries , looking at me, as if she's about to tell me to stop, which only pisses me off more. I push my hand over her mouth and pin her with my hips to the wall, my cock buried inside of her.

"Dont you fucking dare" I growl. "Dont even think about it" I warn her and she whimpers against my hand and turns her head and winces as I drop my hand and grab her ass with both hands, and step away from the wall, turning as I bring her to a small table along the wall, pushing off the bottled water and bullshit that's on our riders when we play shows. All of it crashing to the floor as I drop her ass to the table and then grab her jaw and crash my mouth over hers, my hips still moving. I growl angrily at her over her mouth, my cock throbbing inside of her tight cunt as I fuck her slower now. I'm still going hard, still going deep where I belong, but I let up, I let the savagery with which I was claiming her take a brief break, and I dont even know why. I don't know why or how I stop fucking her so violently. I hate it. I hate that I care that it may have been too much for her. I hate everything she makes me fucking feel, yet I dont want her to make anyone else feel the way she makes me feel. I dont want to fucking be infatuated with her, to want her this much, but I fucking am, and I do, and it fucks with my head.

She's mine. Even if I hate her for ruining my fucking life and making me think of nothing but her for two fucking years. 

"Casimir" she moans on my lips and I growl, biting her lip. 

"shut up" I growl at her and she whimpers and I feel her hands grab my ass and pull me into her , her legs locked around me now, gaining back the use of her limbs as I take it fucking easy on her. 

"you own it" she breathes. "you own it" she repeats.

Her nails dig into the skin of my ass. "You fucking own it" she cries and I grunt and start to fuck her harder, deeper, having to swing an arm around her upper back to keep her from falling back over the table , my hand sliding up her back , my forearm against her upper back, my hand in her hair as I crush her mouth with mine. 

"ah, fuck" she cries as I start to pound her violently once again. The table knocking against the wall, the legs of it threatening to break with the way I'm fucking her ontop of it. My thighs slamming against the edge, and I dont feel a fucking thing other than the way her pussy grips me, her nails digging into my back now as she screams. 

"I'm so fucking angry with you" I growl at her. Her brows pinching, tears have started streaming down her face again from the pain. 

"I'm going to punish you , every fucking day, and fuck your god damn cunt just like this , for what you fucking did to me" I snarl at her, and I can tell she confsued, because she just doesnt fucking understand. She doesnt know what the fuck she did to me. Nobody knows, and even I dont want to admit it myself. 

"You made me yours" I growl at her. "You...fucking..own.ME" I grit my teeth.

"and i fucking hate you Midnight, i fucking hate you for it" I crash my mouth to hers again and she grabs my face now, holding my mouth to hers, crying against my mouth as I keep fucking her pussy, sinking into her over and over, unable to get enough to curb the appetite I have for her. 

But I didnt hate her at all. And that's was what pissed me off. That two years ago, I think I fell in love with the crazy girl that spent the night with me and the guys. It wasnt her fucking pussy, it wasnt her tight little ass or those gorgeous tits, it wasnt her beautiful face and her pretty fucking eyes or the way her mouth could work my cock. It was that goodbye kiss that wrecked me. It was that fucking kiss that she gave each of us when she left. It wasnt filthy or hot, like the rest of the night had been. There was so much in that fucking kiss, that it altered my fucking brain, and the rest of my being. That fucking kiss is what I remember most about her. 

Her hands are in my hair, and my hips slow as I groan, as her mouth moves over mine, panting against my mouth as she mimics it almost perfectly. As if she fucking knows what I need from her, and I cum. I cum hard inside of her as she brings it back to me, that feeling, the piece of my fucking soul that she took from me with that kiss. I grunt, thrusting into her, angry with her for returning it. Because im a fucked up mess that cant decide if its better to take it back or let her keep it. But my soul fucking decides for me, sending it right back to her. An unspoken exchange, but I somehow know she knows everything going on inside of my fucking head and soul right now. Because she's mine, and I know she feels it. And i know she feels it for not just me, but for four other fucking people in this room.