EroticReverie

Valerie

I whimper as Ethan pushes every inch of himself up inside me. My nails digging into the wall, my pussy gripping his cock, my cheek to the wall and he leans over me his mouth near my ear as he groans right into my ear , holding himself inside me. 

“Go on, no need to keep quiet now sleeping beauty, let me hear you Valerie, let me hear how much you love your sisters man fucking your horny little pussy” he groans and then his hips draw back and then thrust forward quickly, his cock pounding up into me deeper, harder and I squeak, letting out a cry. 

“Fuck!” I whine. Because why did I have to love it ? Why did I have to love his cock inside of me? Why did he have to feel so fucking good inside of me? Why was I so fucking wet for him all the time, and why did I need him to fuck me harder? Why did I have to crave a real fuck? And not the “sleeping” “almost silent” fucks we shared in my bed in the middle of the night? Why did I need to know what it felt like for him to give it to me like this?

I’m thrusted onto my tip toes with his next move, another curse falling from my lips, his thrusts are slow and he’s taking his time, but he’s barreling into me, as if this is a punishment. 

“Fuuuuuck” he groans as he buries himself inside me and keeps his cock there and his mouth breathes hard against my ear. 

“You like that cock Valerie? Hmm? Do you like getting your hot young cunt fucked like that baby? Nice and hard , fucking you like the little slut that you are?” He groans and I nod and he growls against my ear. 

“You want me to keep going my little sleeping beauty?” He asks and I nod again with an ashamed whimper and he bites my ear lobe and growls again in my ear. 

“Fucking beg for it Valerie, tell me to fuck you” he growls. 

“Please” I whine. “Please Ethan” my pleads coming out without hesitation. What was the point in pretending I didn’t want this? Clearly I did. Clearly I always have. He knows my pussy gets wet for him every night. 

“Please fuck me” I whine and he groans and kisses my cheek. 

“Good girl, keep begging for it little girl” he growls and my cunt clenches. 

“Please” I breathe. “Fuck me, please” I beg and he moves his face from mine. No longer leaning into me , standing up straight as he grabs my hips and his cock draws out of me. 

“You wet little bitch, god your pussy gets so fucking wet for my cock, doesn’t it ?”

“So wet” I echo his words and he groans and thrusts hard into me. His hips smacking into me. My ass bouncing off them. His hands grabbing my hips harder and yanking me back to keep me on his cock as my legs tremble and my pussy pulses around him. Knocked onto my tip toes again. And again. Thrust after thrust. And I let him hear me, let him hear just how much my pussy loves what he does to it. 

“Such…a good…fucking…girl” he growls each word with another thrust. Slamming into me. My tits bouncing on my chest. My face knocking against the wall , my hips being jerked back by his hands each time he slams into me. 

“Please , please!” I cry as I feel him deeper than ever before , there’s no need to keep quiet, no need for him to be careful, because my sister isn’t asleep in another room, she’s not here, and he’s taking advantage of it. So am I. I know I’m a terrible sister, but I can’t help it. I love Ethan’s cock, I love the way he uses me, the way he fills me with cum and always acts so perfectly normal around me. But things were different now. I couldn’t pretend to be asleep for this. I was awake. And I was fucking begging for it. 

“Oh fuck, yeah, fuck, fuck me” I plead as he keeps going. He’s grunting and groaning and cursing and then his fist grabs my hair and pulls it back. My cheek leaving the wall and my head going back. I hiss and curse at the sting on my scalp. The relentless thrusts that go hard and fast, filling me with no time to catch my breath, making my pleases and curse broken into pieces as they come out of my mouth. His cock cutting off my ability to speak as he rams into me and keeps jerking me hips back into place everytime his thrusts send my body forward. 

“I love this fucking cunt”he grunts. 

“So. Fucking. Tight.” He pants. 

“So. Fucking. Wet.” He groans. 

“So. Fucking. Perfect” he breathes and then pulls out and smacks my ass. 

“Get on your fucking knees. I’ve been waiting months to feel your fucking mouth” he growls and I melt into the floor , barely able to stand anyways on my shaky legs. 

His hands grab my hair and I open my mouth and he grins down at me as I look up and take his cock in my hand and then take him into my mouth. 

“Fuuuuuuck” he groans and I watch his eyes roll and his head tilt back. 

“Such. A. Fucking. Slut.” He groans and looks back down and bites his lip as he thrusts into my mouth. Choking me with his cock as he thrusts and pulls my head into him. Forcing himself deeper than I can take him. He doesn’t stop. Not even as my eyes water and I gag and choke and drool all over him and my hands grip his thighs and push. Trying to push my head back but his hands grab my hair tighter and he pulls my face harder into him. I choke hard. Nearly throwing up right before he releases me and pulls back. Letting me cough and gag, saliva dripping from my mouth. Water from my eyes , rubs down my cheeks and he looks at me like in such a way, that even on my knees , I feel powerful. 

“Youre such a bad fucking sister” he grins and I whimper. The words bother me. But my pussy is too wet and I want him too much to care. I open my mouth for him.

“Mmm you want more Valerie? You need more cock in that fucking mouth?” He groans. 

I nod and he smiles and grabs my hair with one hand. His cock with the other and smacks it against my open my mouth. I hold out my tongue. He smacks his cock over it and rubs it over my tongue and mouth, my cheek, my nose, my other cheeks. He rubs his cock all over my face and then starts to smack  face with it as I whimper and keep my eyes closed with each smack. Opening them again only for another smack to land somewhere on my face and then my mouth is full, my throat gagging as he shoves himself back inside of my mouth and fucks my face again. Harder than before. Rougher. I nearly get sick with each thrust. But he pulls back just in time. Before fucking himself into my mouth again. Pulling back. Thrusting in. Pulling back. I can barely fucking breathe. And I know I’m a fucking mess. Saliva all over my mouth and chin, it drips down my neck, over my tits , it drips to the floor. Drips down his cock and onto his balls. It’s messy and I love it, and so does he. 

“Think I got it all wrong, think I proposed to the wrong fucking sister” he groans and pulls out and then grabs me and pulls me back up and I’m a whimpering panting mess as he grabs my face and his body moves forward and pins me to the wall and my hands grab at his sides as he flicks his tongue over my lips and then smashes his mouth against mine with a deep growl that vibrates on my lips and I pull myself harder into him , my chin lifted, my mouth parting as I kiss him with everything I’ve got. 

“Fuck” he growls. “Fuck” he repeats as he keeps kissing me. And I wonder if it’s because he feels the way I do. That there’s more than filth in our kiss, and maybe I’m naive and stupid for feeling it. But there’s more. I know there is. And I can’t take my mouth off his. 

My arms move around his neck as his hands grab my ass and lift me and my body is slammed to the wall and my head hits the wall and I yelp as his mouth leaves mine , leaves me panting and whimpering as his mouth devours my neck and his cock slides to my pussy and he moves his hips till he’s not he’d inside and then drops me down on his cock and I curse. My body arching as he pistons his hips into me over and over. His mouth kissing. Biting. Groaning. Cursing against my neck as my legs squeeze around him and my hips buck as I fuck him right back. 

“Yeah Valerie, fuck me back baby” he groans and thrusts harder and I cry out , my pelvis crashing into his.

“Fuck me baby, god damn, fuck me with your wet little fucking pussy” he growls. 

“Cmon baby, fuck, yeah, fuck me baby, fuck that cock you little slut” he groans and I come apart. Cumming on his cock for the first time and I think I leave my body , think I leave the fucking universe in that moment as my pussy pulses on his cock, my orgasm riding through me like a wave I might just drown in. My eyes roll back and I can’t even breathe as the orgasm takes me.

“YES” he growls. Thrusting into me, fucking me through my orgasm when my body can no longer move and I’m just shaking and crying out. My silence turning to a fucking scream as it breaks from my chest and I grit my teeth and my eyes roll and roll as he keeps going. 

“Fuck , you’re so fucking tight” he grunts and then his hips slam into me. His cock buried inside of me as he cums. His hips punching into me as they jerk while he empties into me. 

His groan is primal and deep and louder than any of the others I’ve heard when he releases into me in the middle of the night. Now I get to hear just how much he loves cumming in my pussy. Just how much he loves filling me with cum. 

He pants. His hold on my ass loosening and my legs drop slowly from around him and I’m put on my feet as he slides out of me and places his forehead to mine as he breathes hard. 

“Ethan” I exhale , my eyes on his, they’re closed and he hums and shakes his head and then pushes his nose against mine and then his mouth to mine and we’re kissing. It’s soft. So fucking soft. His lips peck at mine in long lingering kisses , then our lips are parting and were moaning into each others mouths as his hands slip to my waist. 

“Let’s go upstairs, I want to fuck you in your bed till it breaks” he exhales and I whimper and nod. 

I had a feeling the next two weeks would be some of the best of my life.