EroticReverie

Zion

Do you know how hard it is to fuck a pussy as tight as Cami's slowly? How hard it was to make her first time good for her? How hard it was not to go back for second, for thirds, to make her and her sweet fucking pussy all mine? But she was fucking seventeen, and she was Mick's fucking daughter, and I dont know how I fucking stayed away from her, but I had. I'd kept my word. One night. One single night. 

I knew better, I knew better than to be her first time. I knew better than to sink my dick into her tight silk cunt and wet my dick with her perfect , dripping and more than willing cunt. I knew better than to be so god damn good to her and fuck her the way I had. Making love to her and giving her shallow thrusts in her too tight little virgin pussy. I knew she said she'd be fine with and I believe that she truly thought she would be, but ...like I said..I knew better. 

I hated her calling and crying, hated her showing up at my house in the middle of the night pleading with me to give it a chance. Telling me she knew that I wanted it, wanted more than sex. She wasn't wrong, but it wasn't an option. Not only would Mick lose her shit. Cami was too fucking young, she deserved someone like the poor guy she'd brought with her last night. 

I'd fucked Cami... and I wasnt gentle with her, I was careful, nothing at all like the night I took her virginity. I was a savage, fucking her the way I wanted to, the way she deserved, the way she needed it. I'ma  fucking bastard, because I didnt care that she was drunk, and even if she hadnt been, I knew my cock still would have ended up inside her. 

To know after two years she still has feelings for me, still wants what we can't have. Seeing her bring that fucking boy here, trying so hard to move on. It's the same thing I was doing. I've been screwing around with Destiny for months, and only recently started letting her sleep over, letting her make herself known as my girl. 

I know why seeing me with her hurt Cami. Because she's only two years older than her. An excuse I'd given Cami as to why it would never work between us. Not only was her father my friend, but she was just too fuckin young for me. she deserved better than a nearly fifty year old man. She was a good girl, better than me, and I didnt want to hold her back. I owed her that much, to admit to myself that she was mine, but could never really BE mine. 

I look down at the mess of red hair hanging in a curtain around Destiny's face as she sucks my cock. She'd left the party to go back to my place, and I'd told her i'd be right behind her. But I wasnt....I'd been sidetracked and seduced by a drunk Cami , with tears in her eyes begging me to tell her why I was with Destiny. I gave her what she needed....took what I needed too, and then helped her get dressed and sent her back to the party and left out the back door. 

"Come up here" I say to Destiny who pops her mouth off my cock, rollingher tongue around it and licking it up and down before she slides up and straddles me and sinks right onto my cock. 

I groan and my head goes back and I close my eyes as she rides me like she does every morning now. 

"mmm Zion" she moans. "god, it's so fucking big baby" 

I dont open my eyes I just nod. Groaning and grabbing her hips as I picture Cami, bent over that bed, taking my cock like I never thought I'd be able to give it to her. I groan, thrusting up into Destiny as I picture Cami's ass bouncing off my hips, those hands clutched into the covers, panting and crying at the same time. I'd fucked her good, real fucking good, and that pussy would be mine forever. She could fuck as many guys as she wanted, and I know, that pussy will always belong to me. It was mine before I ever touched it. I knew that. I dont know how , but like I said, watching her grow up, I just new that one day I'd make it mine. 

DEstiny fucks me wildly, her pussy bouncing on my cock. She rides dick like a fucking porn star, but much like Cami's pussy belongs to me...my cock belongs to her. And nobody feels good enough to match or come even close to comparing to how it felt to make love to her that first time, or how fucking right it felt fucking her last night. 

I bust, cumming inside of Destiny right after she finds her release. We lay with each other, then I shower, and she showers after and then goes on her way to work. 

I know I shouldn't, and I should fucking leave it be. But I can't. Because last night , was a mistake, and one I wanted to make again before the weekend was over. 

I call Cami. It goes to voice mail. I leave a messge. Simple. 

"It's me. I'll be home alone till six, come over anytime. I want to talk." I say and then hang up. 

Ten minutes later after I've poured my coffee and drank about half, sitting at my dining room table, my phone rings, and I pick it up, see the screen, and answer.

"Hello?" I answer. 

"What do you want to talk about?" Cami asks quietly. 

"Can you come over?" I ask.

"why?" she asks. 

"thought you'd want to." I say. 

"and tell Dylan what?" she asks with a huff. They were staying at her fathers for the weekend.

"i dont care what you tell him. Can you come over or not?" I ask and she's silent.

"What are you doing Zion?" she whispers into the phone.

"asking you to come talk." I reply. 

"You know I'm not drunk right? That you cant just fuck me and send me on way?" she asks and my jaw ticks.

"Pretty sure it was YOU that crawled ontop of ME...pretty sure youre the one that came to me sweetheart, so dont go trying that shit with me..I gave you exactly what you came back there for." I say.

"Youre a bastard." she hisses.

"Then dont come." I say simply. 

It's silent and then I hear the little breath, of her holding back her crying. 

"Cami..." I say, regretting my asshole response. 

"I loved you , you know?" she cries quietly. "I still do....and you don't care...you never did" 

"Cami, sweetheart" I say shaking my head with the phone to my ear.

"You're right...." she sniffles. "We need to go back to our lives...because you'll never love me the way I love you...what's the point,,,you've never fucking loved me, have you?" she's crying harder now. 

"Of course I do...I love you." I tell her and she cries into the phone.

"Then WHY Zion? Why her?" she cries. 

"Come see me. We'll talk." I say. 

"No" she refuses with an angry little tone and sniffles. 

"Sweetheart....please." I say gently. "Come over." 

"Zion" she whispers, still crying. 

"Please baby, come over" I say and she sniffles. 

"I cant do this anymore...i cant" she says, her voice cracking. 

"Just come over. We'll talk." I say and wait. and she sniffles into the phone and I wait several moments.

"Give me an hour." she says.

"I'll be here sweetheart" I say and she hangs up. 

I set the phone down and stare at it, and wonder what the fuck I'm doing. I shouldnt have called her. I shouldnt have fucked her last night. Shouldnt have made love to her two years ago, or made out with her and fingered her on the couch the year before that. But Cami made me do all the things I shouldnt do.