EroticReverie

Trinity Kent

I know the song that's playing, because Duke and my father Trevor both listen to the same music. It's nothing I'd choose for a fucking strip show. It's Rock Candy, by Montrose. I'd heard it coming from my father's bedroom one too many times growing up when he brought women home. Just one of the many songs that he used to attempt to drown out the sounds of those women screaming while getting fucked. 

I could just lift my hands up and peel down the straps on my dress and let it drop to the floor, but that's not what I'd do if it were anyone else. Why the hell was I so god damn nervous? I dont think I realized till his car rolled up just how fucking bad I wanted this. He cocks his head to the side, lifting a brow as if to ask what I'm waiting for. I take a slow , deep breath and say fuck it. If Duke Duncan wanted his cock teased, then I was going to tease the fuck out of it. 

It's not the music I usually dance to, but I know how to dance, at least dance well enough to do what I'm setting out to do right now..which is tease a mans dick. 

So I dance, letting my hips move, letting the bottom part of my dress sway. The top part fits tight, and then goes loose around my waist, letting it hang loose down to my mid thigh, the fabric swiching against the tops of my thighs. His brows lift, showing surprise. Then he's grinning, leaning back more into the couch knowing he's going to get the show that he wants. I'm sure he's expecting more nervousness, but I was done being nervous. Okay, well, maybe not really, but I was done showing it. 

I think about what he said....about how I should have went to him when I wanted to lose my virginity. The thought of Duke Duncan ontop of me at fifteen, makes my fucking pussy ache. Would he really have done it? Fuck if I know, maybe, probably, but either way , I was going to imagine it right now, let it drive my lust even further. My hands start to to slip over my body, over my stomach, one down the fabric of the bottom of my dress, towards my pussy, the fabric pushing against it, my hand dropping away the second he shifts, lifting his back off the couch, intrigued by the path of my hand. I bite my lip, still moving, and grab the short hem of my dress at the sides andlet my finger tips drag it up at the sides , lifting it, his eyes following the front of the dress that only lifts slightly and then my hands release the dress and it falls back down. 

I see his jaw clench and then his eyes come back to mine, and I lick my lips as I let my hands slide up my side, hips still swinging, moving the dress as I slip my hands up over my tits and let them linger a second, grabbing them just a bit before sliding my hands past them over my upper chest and to my neck, rolling my head to the side as my one hand goes up my neck , touching my skin as I trail my fingers back down my neck, my mouth parted as my other hand slips back down my dress and my eyes are on his as I drop it back between my legs and push the fabric against my pussy again. 

I watch his adams apple bob as he sits up straight and spreads his legs, his elbows on his legs, as he leans forward, eyes on my hand between my legs. I bite my lip, moaning, he can't hear it, or even see my mouth exhaling the sound , because his eyes are on my hand as I rub my pussy once , sliding my hand down over the fabric pressed to my pussy, then back up, my hand sliding to my leg instead and then I pull up the side of my dress again, his eyes following, I pull it all the way to my hip, to my waist, the fabric still drapping down over my front, only revealing my leg, and I turn as I dance, slipping my hand back, exposing now just my leg and hip but the side of my ass, turning even more as I feel the fabric expose part of my ass, then drop it before he gets too good of a look. 

With my back turned to him , I look over my shoulder, and I smile slightly at him, his eyes are dark, and even hungrier than before , his nose flared and he sits up and I watch, turning back towards him slightly as he grabs the bottom of his shirt and lifts it up, pulling it off and throwing it to the side. My tongue slipping out over my lips as I look at him. Duke Duncan, is in such good shape, him and my father both are. They go to the gym together nearly every day and it fucking shows. His muscles flex as he leans back again and I bite my lip, turning my back to him again as I let my hips keep moving and then grab my hair, swinging it over my shoulder to the front, giving him the full view of my back as I grab the straps of my dress, looking over my shoulder again. His hand is on his lap, rubbing his dick through his pants as he watches me. I bite my lower lip, his eyes on mine. I lower my lashes and slide the one strap down my arm, lifting them again when it drops down my arm, my other hand doing the same to the other strap. Then I slip my arms around the straps and slide the dress down, my nipples are so fucking hard they hurt as I only give him the view of my bare back, I let the dress go, and the way it's made, it will hang at my waist till I push it down over my hips.

I turn my face from him and then slide my hair back over my shoulder letting it fall down my back, and let my ass move along with my hips as I take my hair in my hands, fisting it, pulling it up, giving him slivers of my bare back again as I slowly pile it all on my head, moving to the music, my heart beating so fucking fast, my pussy dripping as I dance for him, as I fucking strip for him in the middle of his living room. 

"Turn around" I hear his voice just barely, as he speaks loudly over the music. It surprises me and then excites me. He's dying to see me. To see my body, my tits. He asked for a tease, but he cant fucking wait. I keep one hand in my hair, swaying my hips, letting them move the dress still hanging around my waist, then drap one hand over my chest, my hand over one breast, cupping it, the other end of my arm pressed against the other, blocking the view of them in their entirety as I turn for him. 

I drop my hand from my hair, letting it fall down my back as I strategically move my other hand to where the other currently is, then let that hand slide away and to my other breast. Both hands on my tits as I keep dancing, keeping my nipples from him, his nostrils flaring, jaw clenched and his hands start to work his belt, undoing it and I bite my lip, my pussy clenching. Take it out. Take it the fuck out , I think to myself. I wanted to see him so bad. 

"Take that fucking dress off." he growls at me in the few seconds it takes for the song to switch to the next.  It's a song that takes a few seconds to really start, a few moments of slow, soft sound, then it drops into the real song. Another I know, Adrenalize, by In This Moment. 

I drop my arms from my tits, and watch his hand pause with his zipper down as he stares at me, his eyes growing wild, taking me in as I grab the side of the dress at my hips and push it down slowly, no longer really moving to the music playing. 

"Get over here. Now." he growls at me before my dress even drops. 

His pants are shoved down, and I let out a breath as his hard cock springs free and he's kicking his pants down his legs, pushing them off, then leaning back, his hard dick against his stomach , his hand going to it, stroking it as I drop the dress to the floor, and step out of it and walk over, his eyes going right to my pussy. My mouth waters at the sight of his cock. He was even bigger than my dad. Thicker...longer. He was going to hurt. But I was so fucking wet, so turned on, that I dont care. I wanted it more than anything else right now. 

"no more teasing." he growls. "Get that fucking pussy on my fucking lap." 

I step closer, lifting my hands to reach for his shoulder, lifting one knee to the couch,  ready to straddle him and his hands both grab my hips and I yelp as I'm yanked right onto his lap, both knees on the couch on either side of him, my slick pussy pushed right up against his hard cock as he leans me back, both hands going to my back as he dives to my tits, growling against one as he bites my nipple and I cry out. 

My hips grind , and I roll my pussy against his cock, panting and crying out as he bites my nipple harder and then grabs the other, turning his head and then does the same, grabbing my nipple with his teeth and pulling , hard. I scream in pain, his teeth slipping and the pain ebbs into pleasure as he flicks his tongue at it, then sucks it hard into his mouth , hands slipping down my back as I grab the back of his neck, rocking in his lap as he groans against my tits, devouring them one at a time, his mouth going back and forth, licking, sucking, biting as he growls and then his hands are grabbing my ass.

"get this fucking pussy on my cock" he groans, and licks up my fucking chest, it's hot and filthy and I gasp as he bites my neck and pulls me up, one of his hands reaching down and he grabs his cock and lines it up. I take a breath as I moan, feeling him push against me, and I take a breif second to ready myself, but it's stoled as Duke grabs my hips and pulls me down as he thrusts right into me. 

I go to scream, but my breath is trapped in my chest from the shock of pain that rips through me, my eyes instantly water, Duke groaning loudly, and then his hands grab my waist and he's lifting me back up , cursing as he does it again, thrusting hard up inside of me, as he pulls me down on it. I scream this time, the air ripping through my lungs, up my throat, and into the room along with the loud music. 

I grip hard at the back of the couch, with both hands as he shifts, leaning back more and grabbing my waist harder as he leans against the back of the couch, feet planted on the ground, his hips flying upward hard and rough, fucking me as my pussy takes it, as I take it. I cant even fuck him back, I cant manage much at all other than holding onto the fucking couch behind him, gripping it so fucking hard, my nails scratching at the fabric as Im given dick like never before. 

It takes several thrusts before I can even fucking thing straight, my body trying to process and adjust to his huge fucking dick that's drilling me like it's got a fucking vendetta against my cervix. I feel him in my stomach, feel the pain of him battering my fucking cunt and womb with his cock. Haylee was right, Duke Duncan was fucking my god damn brains out. 

"ungh" he growls. "what a fantastic little fucking cunt" he growls through his teeth and then slides a hand up my back and into my hair and pulls it back and my head falls back as my throat is bared to him and he licks it upwards and back down and bites it hard and I cry out as his hips dont stop, fucking me deep and ruthless.

"does it hurt?" he growls in my ear now as he grabs me and holds me to his chest, his hot breath growling in my ear. 

"yes" I cry.

"good, it's what you deserve for making me want this fucking cunt for so long" he growls to me and then I'm thrown to the side and he moves quickly, throwing my fucking legs back, my cunt feeling split fucking open, as he grabs the back of my thighs and his heavy cock rubs against my pussy.

"god damn" he growls as he watches cock rub against my pussy that being given a moment of mercy. 

"shit, your cunt is so fucking sexy" he groans and then reaches with one hand grabbing his cock and smacks it against my pussy, slapping my clit and I whimper and writhe and he grins down at me. 

"YOU...are fucking sexy, fuck, look at you, you wet little fucking bitch" he groans and keeps smacking his dick over my cunt. 

"you like that fucking cock, dont you?" he asks

I moan. "I love it" I breathe and he grits his teeth and groans at my response. 

He reaches over to the table, turning the music down. 

"I want to hear your screams loud and fucking clear when I make you cum on this fucking cock Trinity" he growls, dropping the remote to the table with aloud clatter then grabs his dick again. 

"you mad at the way i slammed my dick right inside?" he asks his brow cocked.

I shake my head and he smirks. 

"good girl...cause you'll take it however the fuck I give it to you." he says and slaps his hard cock against my clit again. "Wont you?" 

I nod and whimper. "Yes Uncle Duke" I answer and he groans and grins and licks his lips.

"Mmm, your dad is gonna be pissed when he finds out about this" he says and I look at him. 

"He fucked Haylee." I say and his brows lift. 

"what?" he asks. 

I nod. "She told me. That's what they were doing...not..watching the game" I breathe as he grinds his teeth, his jaw ticking. 

"Did he now?" he asks.

"He fucked my little girl?" his brow cocks and I nod. 

"That why you're here? you're mad she fucked him?" he asks and I shake my head.

"I'm not mad. We..." I pause. 

"You what?" he asks, his cock sliding down and nudging against my cunt.

"We've always wanted this to happen...we know you both look at us..." I admit and he thrusts into me again, so fucking hard, making me scream, my back arching as I feel my eyes water again.

"That right? You've been wanting this cock?"

"yes!" I cry, "Yes" 

He thrusts violently again, slamming his hips into me, my body dragging against the couch as he jerks my entire body upward with his thrust. 

"You regret it? YOu regret coming here, bringing this sweet cunt to a man who wants to fucking destroy it?" he growls 

I shake my head. "I knew you would...i knew you'd ruin it" I whine. 

"mm fuck" he growls. 

"you're gonna fucking get it little girl, you and this little cunt are gonna fucking wish you never came here tonight"