EroticReverie

Soraya 

Carden James “Cox” keeps his promise. After taking me to the shower and washing me up, he took me to his bed and licked me like a fiend. I lost count of my orgasms after the first few, because my head was out of commission at that point. I’ve cum more in the past twelve hours with Carden James, than I have in entire relationships. 

It’s after noon by the time he finishes with me. Not even washing his face when he’s done, just getting dressed and kissing me goodbye to go to a meeting. 

I go to the guest bedroom and get dressed , brushing my hair and pulling it up into a ponytail and take a deep breath, and actually pinch myself and laugh when I try to convince myself this is real. It can’t be real. But it is. Not only did I have sex with the arguably most famous male porn star in the world, but he’d…claimed me. Told me he was my man and I was seriously trying to control the giddy smile on my face. Because maybe it’s all just talk. Maybe last night and this morning were just a fun time to him. He could have any woman he wanted, why the hell would he choose me? A complete stranger.  

I take another few breath as I walk out of the bedroom, wearing a pair of black fishnets, black jean shorts and a loose, black , band t shirt that hangs almost below my shorts. Now, I just had to face Mya. Oh god. She’d witnessed her father carrying me over his shoulder like a rag doll. She seemed pretty unphased , but what did she really think? Was she going to hate me ? We barely just became friends and I fucked her father. Did she think I was a bad friend? Would she ditch me and never talk to me after this?

“Well, well, well” she laugh snorts as I enter the living room where she’s lounging , with her phone in her hand. 

I flush crimson. My cheeks heating and I dip my chin and look at the floor. I was a bad friend. I should be fucking ashamed. And I was. I am. 

“Sorry” I wince and lift my eyes back to her and she’s trying to glare at me, but she’s unable to hold back a smirk. 

She rolls her eyes. 

“Shit. I can’t even pretend to be mad, sit bitch” she says as she nods to the couch. 

“You DONT hate me?” I ask and she laughs and pulls her legs up and waves a hand as if dismissing my concern. 

“I don’t give a shit. You’re grown. It’s not like you knew who my father was and used me to get to him……” she pauses and then cocks her head. “Or, did you?” She cocks a brow. 

“God! No! I had no clue! I swear I didn’t know-“

I start to panic and her laughter cuts me off and she pats the couch. 

“I’m kidding. Sit down before you pass out” she teases and I take a large breath and then walks over.

“It was bound to happen at some point” she sighs with a laugh the scrunches her nose. “As long as I don’t have to hear it or hear about it, I’m good, so you’re banned from telling me a single thing about sex with my dad. Just an FYI” she warns. 

It’s my turn to scrunch my nose. 

“Um, I wouldn’t even if you asked me to” I say. 

She laughs. “Augh gross, I would never ask about details” she shakes her head. 

“Just, don’t be a bitch to him or fuck with him. Because I then I WILL have to kick your ass.” She warns and I smile and nod. 

“That’s fair” I say and she nods. 

“I’m not calling you mommy either” she jokes and I huff a laugh. 

“Thank god” I answer her and she laughs.

“He left this house with rainbows shooting out of his ass, I’ve never seen him grinning so damn much.” She says and I chew my lip. 

“He…told me …he was my man” I say. 

She scrunches her nose.

“Slightly TMI, but I’ll let it slide.” She says and I wince. 

“But yeah, he said as much when he saw me before he left” she rolls her eyes. 

“He did?” I ask and she nods and grabs her phone. 

“Why, what did he say?” I ask curiously. And she sighs. 

“We’re not doing this. But I’ll allow it this one time.” She holds up one finger and I smile and nod. 

“ I don’t want to involve myself in my dad’s relationships , like, ever” she says shaking her head and letting out a little shiver as if the thought frightens her. 

“But…he just told me not to give you any shit about last night. That he’s interested in an ‘adult relationship’ with you” she says and rolls her eyes and shiver again. 

“He explained it to me like I was ten years old.” She says with a slightly annoyed tone but I see the small smile on her face, the fondness she has for him and the fact she seems happy about it all. Which is …confusing. But I’ll take it. 

“Youre really not mad?” I ask her and she looks at me. 

“Youre the coolest bitch I’ve ever met” she says and I give a little laugh. 

“Youre down to earth and you’re the only GIRL friend I’ve had in a long time because most of them are too fucking petty and catty. You’re well off, so I know you’re not after my money, or his money technically” she shrugs. 

“So I’m cool with it as long as YOU stay a cool bitch, got it?” She warns again. And I laugh with a nod. 

“Got it.” I agree. 

“Plus he’s an old fart, he needs love and shit.” She shrugs and I laugh. 

“He’s not old” I defend him. She rolls her eyes. 

“He’s more than twice your age. Don’t argue with me.” She says and I laugh again and throw my hands up in surrender. 

“But yeah, he’s never been into anyone for as long as I can remember. Plenty of women have tried, trust me. Guess you just have something that he’s been waiting for or something. But anyways, I’m done talking about my dad , it’s getting weird” she says and I laugh and nod. 

“Okay.” I agree. 

“Let’s get the fuck out of here. I want to shop.” She says and pushes up off the couch and I stand with a laugh and follow her as she changes in her room and then we leave and go out for the day. 

We shop. We eat. We shop some more. Till we’re bored and then have dinner at a nice restaurant and then come home. We’re out all day and honestly for quite a bit of it. I don’t even let my mind linger on the fact that I’m …dating…Carden fucking Cox. 

When we walk in the house, we stop. In front of me is Carden , with two women. Both somewhat familiar faces. I’ve clearly seen them before. But probably when they were naked. It was a real weird thing to see someone in person, seeing them naked before having ever met them. 

“There she is” he smiles, as Mya looks at me. Probably to gauge my reaction to seeing him with two women. But I meant what I said to Carden, it didn’t bother me what he did for a living. It was his job. And I truly enjoyed his work. And now that I’d experienced his “work”. I was an even bigger fucking fan of it. 

“Okay gross, I’m going upstairs, Hey Ivy, Hey Charlotte” Mya gives them a wave and they smile at her and wave as she carries her bags up the stairs. 

I stand there looking at Ivy, a natural read head , she’s shorts with large fake breasts. And no. That’s not judgement. They’re nice. They oddly look somewhat natural in her tank top. Then there’s Charlotte , which must be her government name. Not her porn name. I’m pretty sure she goes by Liv on screen.

“Soraya, this is Charlotte and this is Ivy, work friends, girls…this is Soraya, my girlfriend” he says and they both reach out their hands at the same time laughing as they both try to take my hand as my heart pounds. He said it. He actually called me his girlfriend. What even is my life right now? 

After a few minutes of him discussing editing with them , the girls are out the door and he closes it and turns to me. One of his brow lifts. 

“Freaking out yet?” He asks. 

My brows pinch. “About what?” 

“Seeing the girls I work with, does it bother you?” He asks. 

“Oh” I huff a laugh and shake my head. “No. I told you I wouldn’t mind it.” I say and he hums and walks over. 

“You sure? You’re not just pretending to be cool with it, and then gonna flip out on me in a week or a month from now?” He asks. 

I shake my head. 

“No, I know what you do, obviously” I roll my eyes. 

He smiles and his hand lifts my waist and settles there. His other hand lifting to the other side of my waist. 

“Mm, that’s right , you’ve been a fan for a while now, you little pervert” he teases and I laugh. And feel nervous. God, would this feeling ever go away? Seeing the man I’d dreamed of for years right in front of me, feeling his hands on me? 

I just smile at him and he pulls me closer till my body is flush to his. 

“I’m going to shower.  Then I’m going to fuck you.” He says and my breath hitches. 

“Don’t you…get tired?” I ask and he smirks with a soft laugh. 

“Yes. Sometimes.” He says. 

“Were you….recording with them?” I ask and he smiles and nods and cocks his head. He’s waiting for me to freak out. But I’m not going to. The only reaction I’m having to thinking about him with those two women , is taking place between my legs. 

“You don’t have to shower” I say quietly and he grips my waist harder and pulls me tighter. 

“No?” He asks , his voice low. 

I shake my head and can’t believe I’m about to say what I’m about to say, or ask him. But I place my hands on his chest and bite my lip. Daring to be as filthy as I know he is. Daring to finally let the filthy part of me be free, because i know he’d be the last person to judge any fantasy of mine. 

“Can I taste them?” I ask. His chest rises and his hands slide to my ass and grabs it hard and I gasp as he groans. 

“Soraya….are you asking to suck my cock after it’s been inside two other women?” He asks. His breath hard over the top of my head. 

I nod once. 

“Fuck” he groans. “Here I am, trying to respect you by taking a shower first, when I should’ve known better, because you don’t like being respected , do you baby?” He groans and one hand leaves my ass to grab my jaw and tilt my chin up higher. His other hand reaching up , wrapping my ponytail around his hand and pulling my head back even farther and I moan. 

“I know you respect me” I practically pant. “That’s why I allow you to act like you don’t” 

He smirks. “Yeah, you know you’re in control, don’t you ?” 

I nod. 

“Do you really want to taste them on me? Or are you just being dirty because you think that’s what I want?” 

“Is that not what you want?” I challenge him and he smirks wider and leans down. 

“Answer me, do you really want to taste their cunts on my cock?” He growls. 

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to” I hiss as he pulls my hair harder and my head is all the way back and he growls and places a kiss on my neck and drags his tongue up over my neck. 

“Fuck, you make me so hard” he groans against my neck. 

“Let me taste them Carden” I whimper and he growls deeper and bites my neck hard and I yelp. 

“You dirty fucking bitch, god, I’m going to fuck you so god damn deep tonight” he promises and I moan. 

“Get on your fucking knees” he groans and pushes me down to my knees on the floor in the foyer. 

“Here ? What if Mya-“

“Yes here. Now shut up and open that fucking mouth” he groans as he pushes down his shorts, they’re a mesh jersey material and I his cock springs free and he pulls my head forward. 

“What if she comes down and-“

My words are ignored and the rest of them muffled by Carden James’s thick cock shoving into my mouth.