EroticReverie

Ethan Owens

I couldn't even tell you what provoked me to go into Valerie's room the first time. I was engaged to Vanessa. Vannessa Vita Violet, a twenty five year old stunner, with short brown hair, blue eyes, slim figure, a perky b cup, five foot eleven, and a model. She was gorgeous, and I do love her and care for her, but Im pretty sure both of us, arent actually IN love. I thought eventually it would happen, that I'd feel more, and when I didn't, I proposed, hoping to feel it after that. No such luck. There was something missing. There was no spark between us, and I was no fool. While she was well off on her own, especially with her parents money, and her becoming a household name in the media due to her becoming a well known model, she was doing well for herself as it was. But i knew the type of woman she was, while charming and gorgeous, and sweet,...when she wants something....I was a safety net to her. I knew that. It didnt bother me. It still doesnt. What bothers me at all, is now, I'm sneaking into her sister bedroom to fuck nearly every night, and while her sister Valerie, just lays there, pretending she's asleep? There's still more of a spark fucking her "sleeping" body than there is when I fuck my own fiance. 

Maybe it's the excitement, maybe it's how god damn wet Valerie gets for me before I even come to her fucking room. Always ready, always so god damn ready for my cock to slip inside of her and fuck her with her eyes closed as she makes her poor attempts to keep her little moans and gasps to herself. 

Vanessa was gone before I woke, her and a bunch of her modeling friends are doing shows in paris all week, then going on a girls vacation together. I could go, could support her and be there to watch her on the runway, but if i'm being honest. I'd very much rather stay here. And I know she could care less if I went with her or not. 

Valerie has yet to come downstairs, and I know why. Because last night, was the first night I actually spoke to her...the first time I ever let her know that I knew she's always awake. Even though it was pretty fucking clear she was awake each time I used her. But us not saying anything about it, made it less real I suppose. But last night, I'd spoken directly to her, told her what I wanted, which was her. For two weeks. I wanted to fuck my fiance's eighteen year old sister in her tight young cunt all over the fucking place, and make a god damn mess inside her pussy with how much cum I planned on filling her with. I wanted her to look me in the fucking eyes while I came inside her, wanted her ontop of me for once, showing me just how much she loves my cock inside her. No more pretending. I wanted to share more than fucked up midnight "Sleep" fucks with her. No more letting her pretend she was innocent in this, just because she laid there and let me do with her as I pleased. 

I'm in my office going over a few things when I hear her , just barely , coming down the steps. I bring up the cameras for the foyer, smiling when I see her on the steps, just hitting the bottom step. She's wearing one of those fucking dresses that I love. A long floral dress, white with what appears to me a light purple or blue small floral pattern. the straps are thin, the top fits like a corset, with a little tie in the middle, that has her gorgeous tits looking extra fucking perfect. Her long brown hair sweapt half up with a white ribbon bow in the back. The dress hits her mid calves, and she wears little white flat shoes. 

"Valerie" I call to her, watching her freeze, gripping the end of the bannister.

She doesn't answer.

"Come to my office." I say loudly enough that she can hear me from all the way down the hall. I watch her on the screen, she puts one foot on the steps to go back up. I cock my brow. She lowers it back to the floor and I watch her chest puff slightly with a deep breath and I smile as she fidgets with her dress, then with her hair, brushing it over her shoulders and then making her way towards my office. 

I turn of the cameras, and listen to her walk , taking soft , unhurried steps. I'm already standing, leaning against my desk, wearing black slacks and a black dress shirt. Even though I do most of my work from home, I like to dress up anyways, and dress well whenever I can. 

She pauses in the doorway, her hand on the door frame as she looks at me. 

She looked so much like her sister. Yet, so different. They both had the same brown hair, but Valerie's was a touch lighter , and much longer, the ends of it ending right above her ass. The same blue eyes, but again, so different. I noticed the difference in the shade of blue, and Valerie's eyes had this sadness to them, and it sounds fucked up to say it, but that turned me on a little. While Vanessa is thin for her modeling, Valerie is thin too, but with a more healthy look to her. She's a few inches shorter than her sister, Vanessa is 5'11, while Valerie is five foot eight. And I suppose it's the fact that she has more weight on her than her sister , that makes Valerie's breasts at least one cup size bigger than Vanessa's. Her tits are god damn perfect, the best set of tits I've ever fucking seen in my life. Not too small not too big, perfect nipples, and fit god damn good in my hands. ALL of her , fits so fucking good in my hands. Hands that have helped themselves to every inch of her when in her bed at night. 

"Did you...need something?" She asks, blinking her pretty little fucking eyes at me, trying to play it off like we always do, everyday. 

"Come here." I say and nod to where I stand. 

she drops her hand, she grabs her dress, twisting it in her hands nervously.

"why?" she asks and I smile. 

"Did you not hear me last night? I have plans for us this next two weeks." I say, not allowing her to pretend. 

She licks her lips and looks away. 

"I should...i should probably-" she turns.

"You should probably come over here like I told you." I say and she stops and turns back, and looks at me. 

"This is a mistake." she whispers, barely audible as she looks at me, her eyes begging me not continue this, to let her go back to pretending. But it's too fucking late for that.

"Oh? When did you realize it was mistake? It took you six months of letting me into your bed for you to realize it?" I ask and her brows pinch. 

"That's not fair. I didnt-"

She pauses and jumps slightly as I push off my desk and walk over to her. 

Her eyes widen and she turns, but Im already there to grab her around the waist as she goes to take off.

"Ethan!" she squeaks as I pull her back to me and then move to the side and push her between my body and the wall, her hands flat on the wall as she whimpers. I put one hand on the wall , the other arm still wrapped around her. 

"You dont get to pretend your fucking innocent anymore Valerie" I whisper into the side of her head, she breathes rapidly and whimpers slightly as I slide my arm from around her, to let my hand graze her stomach and then up her torso and between her breasts as she sucks in a sharp breath. 

"Ethan ..please...we can't" she whispers, her chest heaving with qucik breaths as I tug the little string that ties the top of her dress.

"We already have Valerie.....night....after night....we have....can you even count how many times I've cum inside you? Because i've lost track by now.." I say as I then slide my hand up over her breast and smile at the feel of her hard nipple on my palm through the fabric, then I let my finger curl around the fabric and pull it down till her breast is free and the fabric is tucked beneath it. 

"Ethan" she breathes. 

"mmm" I hum as I take her nipple between my fingers and twist and listen to the little gasp. 

"yeah, i know what you like....that's how many times we've done this ....you dont get to pretend to be an angel anymore my little sleeping beauty" I whisper and she whimpers and I pinch her nipple harder and twist and she arches her back, and her nails scratch at the wall as her ass pushes back into me. 

I dip my head down and sweep her hair aside with one hand, then  move both hands to her breasts as she tilts her head and less me put my lips on her neck as I grope her tits.

"They feel even better in my hands when I do it with your consent" I whisper and she whimpers, and I grin against her neck and lick her skin and then bite gently as I pinch both nipples and twist. 

"fuck you love that, i always knew how to get those pretty little sounds out of you while you pretended to sleep....all the ways to turn those little whimpers up, playing you like a little piano...knowing just where to touch you to hear those pretty fucking sounds while you laid there like a good fucking angel, letting me explore every fucking inch of you" I groan and she pants softly, a little whimper leaving her when I release her nipples and then slide my hands down her torso, over her waist, her hips, hands reaching down, fingers gathering the fabric of her dress as I keep whispering near her ear. 

"you know my favorite sound?" i whisper and she shakes her head. 

"Oh come on, take a guess" I says soflty and groan as I lift her dress and find her soft hips bare. 

"no fucking panties?  why are you such a GOOD..fucking...girl? hmm?" I groan, and she gasps as I slide my hand between her legs. 

I grab her pussy and she trembles, her legs shaking slightly as she whimpers. My middle finger pushes between her pussy lips and right into her wetness, I move my arm, letting my finger slide up inside of her. 

"god damn" I growl in her ear as she soaks my fucking finger, gripping it with her cunt. 

"that's the sound i fucking like best....your wet little cunt...all nice and fucking ready for me" I growl as I let us both hear, exactly what we feel right now between her legs. Feeling her wetness is one thing, hearing it at the same time, is fucking divine. 

"i also like the little gasp you make when i slip my cock inside this fucking pussy" I whisper. 

"you want to get fucked Sleeping Beauty?" i whisper and she whimpers.

"ethan" she breathes. 

"tell me to stop...and i will...all you've ever had to say was stop....but you never did....and you won't , will you? Because you liked getting fucked, dont you? You love your sisters fiance, pounding his cock deep inside of you, and burying his seed inside your cunt, dont you?" I ask as I undo my belt, with one hand the other still between her legs. 

"tell me to stop, go ahead...just say it....it's one word....you dont want this...then fucking say it Valerie" I groan as I slide my finger out of her and watch her just stands there, ass pushed out, hands and forehead to the wall as she whimpers.

"Yeah, that's what i thought" I say as I drop my pants and push up her dress and slip it to her waistthen grab her hips and pulls them back a bit more and then grab my cock with one hand and push it against her pussy. I grin as she pushes onto her tip toes, arching her back to give me a better angle, just like always does when she's "Asleep" , always accomodating me. 

"mm, good girl" I groan as I push the head of my cock to her waiting pussy. "that's a real good girl"