EroticReverie

Paisleah

I half thought that my attraction to Jameson would go on without anything coming of it. But clearly over the past few days I was proven wrong. 

I’m on my back with the hottest man I’ve ever seen in my life , between my legs and barreling his thick hard dick into my pussy. I had Jameson Nash Memphis, inside of me. Grunting and groaning like an animal , fucking me bare and making my promise to give him the same opportunity every day. No argument there. I would gladly spread my legs for the man, no questions asked. 

His large hands grab my legs and maneuver them back towards my chest. 

“Oh fuck” I exhale and his eyes flick from where he’s watching his cock slowly thrust in and out of my pussy, up to my face. A small smile forms on his lips. 

“How flexible are you?” He asks and I grab my legs and he curses as my ankles go right behind my head. His large hands grab my thighs as he works himself deep inside of me while keeping his eyes on me. 

“Youre gonna get us both in a lot of trouble with a pussy this good , Miss Paisleah” he groans and his eyes drop to my pussy and I watch his face as he grins slightly and then groans and curses softly. I’m so turned on just from watching him enjoy himself using my body. I’m so turned on by the rough deep thrusts that turn into more slow and careful ones. My pussy is fucking devoted to Jameson’s cock. I don’t want anyone else inside me, don’t need anyone else inside of me if this man plans on giving me this kind of attention everyday. 

“You feel…so fucking good” he says quietly with a soft groan and his cock slows even further. I want everything at once. I want it just like this while also having him pound me into his bed. I want this soft teddy bear side of him as well as the hard fucking , cervix punching , grizzly bear side of him as well. He does it all. And he does it, so, fucking, well. 

His eyes lift back to mine and he sighs deeply. 

“God, don’t you fucking look at me like that” he shakes his head. 

“Like what?” I moan as he keeps slowly filling me , over and over. But I know exactly how I’m looking at him. I’m in awe. I’m fucking hypnotized by what a fucking man he is. Stunned by how fucking gorgeous he is, enthralled by his broad shoulders and muscular chest and the way those large hands are holding my thighs like they were made specifically for this purpose. I’m staring at him like I want him, need him. I’m staring at him like I can picture this man as more than just secrets fucks on the back of a tour bus. I’m picturing him as mine. Really mine. 

“Honey, don’t” he groans as I bite my lip and my brows move with an expression of desperation and need that I can better say with my face than any words. 

“Fuck Paisleah” he groans and then goes faster , making me gasp and whimper and my legs are still back, ankles behind my head and my hands slide over his on my thighs and he groans. 

“You look at me like that and I’m going to cum inside you , honey, so stop it right now unless that’s what you want” he groans. 

“It’s what I want” the words fly from my mouth on a moan and his jaw clenches as he goes harder. His rougher thrusts building and quickening.

“You sure about that? Or is that your wet little pussy talking for you?” He groans and I whimper. Because. Okay yeah, my pussy was controlling me right now. This sex was as they say , chefs fucking kiss. And I was so horny and turned on by Jameson that I’d let him cum inside me, god I wanted him to cum inside of me. 

“Cum inside of me Jameson” I moan and he groans and grabs my legs and slows again and he lowers my legs from how I’d bent myself into a fucking pretzel for him and then, he’s scooping me up and my body is lifted off the bed and I’m on his lap as he kneels. My hands going to his shoulders and my feet going to the bed and his hands grab my ass , he pulls me forward and then pushes my hips back and I follow his lead. He thrusts to keep pace with my hips as I ride him slowly. Then faster. Our eyes locked. 

“Say it again , honey” he says and my eyes go to his mouth and then back to his eyes as I whimper. Because how could any man be this fucking hot? 

“Cum inside me Jameson” I exhale and he groans and his hands grip my hips harder.

Then his one hand slides up my back and into my hair and then he pulls me to him and dips his head down and his voice is quiet but it rumbles as he speaks. 

“Think about what you’re asking of me Paisleah, think about what it could mean if i empty all my cum into this sweet cunt, honey” 

I nod against the side of his face. 

“I want it” I whimper. “I want your cum inside of me Jameson, I need it” 

He groans softly and my hips rock in his lap and he kisses below my ear and groans. 

“I’m gonna fuck my cum into you , honey” he groans. “If that’s what you need, I’ll give it to you, just say it one more time for me and make sure you fucking mean it, because I’m dying to cum inside of you Paisleah” 

“Cum inside of me” I breathe and he draws his head back and looks at me. His hand cupping the back of my head and my arms slip around his neck, my tits brushing his chest as his arm wraps around my back and he pulls me tighter to him as we both move and chase after the consequences. 

“I’m gonna get you pregnant honey, that what you want?” He asks and I whimper, my pussy clenching, and god, his dick was making me crazy. HE was making me crazy and reckless and I know one time doesn’t mean I’ll end up pregnant. But I also know one time is all it takes. Yet here I was, hoping for the latter. 

“Yeah” I moan and he curses and kisses me and then lays me back down on the bed and my legs spread as he hovers over me and my hands go to his back and down to his ass and I grab onto it as I lift my hips into his thrusts. 

“This…us…you’re mine now Paisleah.” He groans. 

I nod. 

“I’m a jealous man, no more of those sexy little outfits on stage” he growls and I nod. The feminist in me rolls her eyes at letting a man tell me how to dress.  But I liked his possessive nature. I liked him wanting to keep my body to himself. And I’d gladly change my appearance on stage if it meant pleasing this man. 

“God, you’re brother is gonna fucking kill me” he groans and goes faster, deeper, harder and my back arches as I pull at his ass , pulling his thrusts deeper into me. 

My brother, would get over it. I was pretty sure he’d give far less fucks than Jameson thought he would. 

“He’s gonna murder me for making him an uncl e” he groans and thrusts harder and I cry out. This man was dead set on the fact this single fuck would get me pregnant. And maybe it was fast, maybe I was being reckless, maybe we both were, but I liked the way he looked at me. I liked his grumpy disposition and the fact he was sweet underneath it all. That he was dirty and hot as sin underneath all that too. 

“Cum inside me” I moan and he groans. Both of us right on the edge. 

“Not till your pussy cums on my cock Paisleah” he groans. “Not till I feel you cum on it ,honey”

As if my pussy heard the ultimatum and the ticket to getting this man to cum inside of me, my orgasm builds to the brim and then my cunt clenches and my pussy grips his cock and spasms, my mouth open as I cum harder than I ever have , my body giving itself to him entirely. I give myself to him. All of me. In that moment , I know I’m his , that I’m going to be absolutely fucking crazy for him for the rest of my life. Because this is the best god damn orgasm I’ve ever had and I want a million more of them, with him. 

“That’s my girl, that’s it honey” he groans. 

“Fuck!” I scream as my head goes back and Jameson grunts as he thrusts into me hard and deep , making my scream break and shatter into a high pitched cry as he gives me exactly what I want. What we both want. 

I feel his cum, warm and wet, filling me, his cock thrusting just barely as his hips jerk and he groans. My nails dig into his ass as my hands pull him deeper and he groans as my pussy throbs around his cock and takes every bit of his cum. He’s shuddering and grunting as I lay there beneath him , he pants hard and heavy as our bodies slow and come to a stop together. Except for the u controllable spasms of my walls and the twitch of his cock inside me. 

There’s no post orgasm “what the fuck did I just do?” About the fact that I just let him cum inside me. He doesn’t seem to have it either and he exhales and hangs his head and drops it down and pushes a kiss to my temple , it’s so soft and sweet and I close my eyes. I move my head and nuzzle my cheek to his. His face turns and our lips lock in the softest, most sweetest kiss I’ve ever been given. 

“You ready to fall in love with me , Honey?” He asks and I moan softly and nod. He groans just as softly and kisses me even softer and then lifts his head and his hands push into the bed and my mouth parts and my brows draw in, as he thrusts slowly. 

“I’m not just a jealous man Paisleah, I’m insanely needy and like lots of attention honey, and I’m gonna be hard for you, all the god damn time, I’m gonna need you to let me have this pussy at least a few times a day, it’s so fucking nice in here honey, your pussy is fucking perfect” he groans and I whimper and nod.  

“I’m a greedy girl Jameson, I don’t think it’ll be a problem for us” I say and he smirks and leans down. 

“Good, now turn over, so I can watch your ass again while I fuck you Miss Paisleah”