EroticReverie

Tyson Tremaine

After breakfast , I watch Victoria , with a smile on my face as she cleans up our plates and insists I sit and relax as she does the dishes. I cook. She cleans. There’s balance and it comes so easy between the two of us that I often find myself just staring and watching her in awe , unable to grasp words to describe what I feel towards her. I was most definitely in love with her. But when you love someone as much as I love her, you wish there were better words, or that they’d make a new word that perfectly encapsulates just how you feel about that person. 

When she’s done cleaning she returns and peeks into my nearly empty coffee mug. 

“Want to fill it for me princess?” I ask as I place my hand on her backside and smooth my hand over the perfect curve of her ass. 

“No.” She says and takes the cup. “I told you that you drink too much coffee.” She says and I smirk slightly because she’s been trying to get me to drink less coffee, less whiskey. Normally anyone trying to adjust my way of living or what I enjoy would irritate me and I wouldn’t take their thoughts into consideration. But I know she does it because she loves me, wants me to live a long life with her. As do I. So I listen. Although while I was away for three months I might have drank more coffee and whiskey than she’d approve of. 

She carries the cup from the table and to the kitchen and I watch as she rinses it and loads it with the rest of our dishes into the dishwasher and then walks back to me after starting the cycle on it. 

She pulls her chair around and sits it right next to mine and then turns and swings her one leg over mine so that it drapes between my legs and then does the same with the other as she faces me. 

“So what are our plans for today?” She asks as she slides right off her chair and into my lap and I laugh at the fact she even brought a chair over at all when we both know that my lap is where she was going to end up anyways. 

“Making love to you.” I say as I place my hands on her thigh and stroke the soft skin and she smiles. 

“Is that all?” She asks. 

“Mm.” I hum and watch my hand on her thigh, I stroke it slowly. “Three months without these legs wrapped around me, yes, that’s all I have planned. Is making up for lost time.” I say and she smiles and  shifts and stands between my legs and my hands go to her sleep tank and I push it up and right over her tits and smile.

My mouth goes right to her left breast, kissing her nipple softly and loving the way she sounds everytime I touch her. That little hitch of breath she makes as if I’m touching her for the first time. I’d never tire of it. 

I let my lips brush over the hard point, and close my eyes to feel it brush over my lips and I part them slightly and let my tongue come to her nipple and lick it softly and flick it and then kiss her nipple again as she moans and takes her top and lifts it , pulling it the rest of the way off. Dropping it to the floor as she slips her fingers into my hair. I loved touching her. Loved the way she touched me. I couldn’t get enough. 

I kiss her slowly, softly. Over her nipple, around it , over the curve of her breast and to the other side and letting my lips give the same love to her other breast as her fingers keep slipping in my hair and grabbing it softly, repeating the soft tug of my hair over and over and we enjoy ourselves in silence. 

I kiss down her side, my hands on her hips , my head tilting as I press my mouth to her torso and her hands leave my hair and she reaches back , hands braced on the table as I kiss her torso, side to side. Dipping my head and kissing over her stomach and around her navel as she moans softly, her breathing growing faster, but soft as she remains as patient as she can possibly be. 

I gently bite her hip as my hands slide her shorts down and she rewards me with a little hiss, followed by a whimper as my teeth sink harder into her skin as I let her shorts drop to the floor. 

I release her , smiling at the indents of my teeth on her skin as I lean back and look at her. My eyes going up and down her body as she stands there leaning on the table. 

“I’d like to fuck you with my mouth again if that’s alright with you princess.” I say and she sucks in a breath and nods. 

“Yes please” she exhales and I smile and lift my hand and pat the table.

“Up.” I instruct her as she pushes on her toes and slips herself onto the table and my hands go to her knees and I spread her legs as I keep looking at her. 

“God, I missed you, next time I need to leave, you’re coming with me” I say and she nods. 

“Whether it’s three days or three months, I’m not going anywhere without my princess” I say and she whimpers and I lean in and kiss her thigh and drag my tongue up it slowly as I feel her legs quiver. 

While I was gone, I could have cheated. if I was that kind of man. I could’ve found some woman, or took the offers of the few that tried to ask me to “drinks” while I was there. I could’ve used them to cater to the needs I had. But truth be told. While I might be able to appreciate other women and their beauty, not a single one could stir inside of me the things that Victoria could. I was a man obsessed, knowing I had such a good fucking thing going with her. I’d never fuck it up. The women that hit on me, only made me miss her more. I’d thought numerous times while away, that I’d rather quit my fucking job just so I could spend every fucking moment with her. 

“I love you so much” I murmur on the top of her inner thigh and look up at her. 

“I love you” she says and I hum and lets my fingers spread her pussy gently and then look down to her wet pussy. God , I’d just had her on my mouth before breakfast, but still felt fucking starved. I loved eating her pussy. If I could only do one thing for the rest of my life, it would be to spoil this perfect woman with my mouth. I’d give up her ball draining blow jobs, and fucking her perfect cunt , or her tight ass. I’d give up all of it, because the taste of her on my tongue was an addiction I couldn’t ever live without. 

My tongue slips onto her cunt and I drag it slowly over her dripping center and to her clit. Relishing and savoring the taste of her, the sound of her, the feel of her wetness on my tongue. My eyes close and I exhale and then lick her again slowly as she lets out a soft curse and her breath hitches when my tongue moves and takes another slow long lick of her pussy. 

I let my tongue stop at her clit and stroke it slowly, my tongue moving in slow licks up over her clit, again and again as her legs quiver and she lets her head go back and I look up, only seeing the underside of her chin, her neck, those beautiful tits and my hands move under her legs around them and slide to her stomach and up over her tits as she leans herself back as my mouth kisses on her clit while my hands cup the best set of tits I’ve ever seen in my entire life. perfect. Everything about her was perfect. I’d longed for her body , to touch and taste it , long before I’d ever done so. I was ashamed of how attracted I was to her when I’d still been married to her aunt. I was ashamed of how badly I want to kiss her mouth, kiss her fucking pussy and her gorgeous breasts and feel her body in my hands. 

I grab her breasts and groan as I lick the pussy that I’d wanted for years before I’d ever gotten a taste. Groaning for how fucking lucky I am to have her on this table, legs spread and her pretty cunt on my tongue and mouth. 

I pinch her nipples and roll them between my fingers as I start to softly suck her clit and watch her back arch and her hands slips over mine on her breasts. My fingers releasing her nipples as she clasps her hands over mine, both of us grabbing her breasts as she writhes against the table and her feet lift and her legs part wider and she twitches as I suck her clit harder, let my hands squeeze her tits harder and her hands claps harder over mine. 

“Tyson” she exhales in a dreamy little sigh and then whimpers. God, I loved her. I lick her with intention, with purpose. Making sure that everytime I’m between her legs I take care of her so well that she’d never fucking let another man be where I am. Giving her every reason to never even think about it. Maybe I lick her a little more purposeful now, as I think about her little best friend. The one I know we’re not done arguing over. Maybe he bothers me more than others because I know they’ve been close a long time, or because he’s her age, and I’m afraid one day she might decide to leave me and date him because he’s closer to her in age. Because HE wouldn’t have to keep her a secret. It frustrated me how fucking insecure I was when it came to him. While she might have no interest in him, it still plagued me to think about. 

“Oh my god” she cries softly and arches her back. 

“I’m gonna cum” she cries and whimpers and I can tell be the way she’s whining that she’s enjoying it too much to want it to be over. She exhales harshly as I change my method. My tongue playing around her clit but not on it. She whimpers and shudders and her hands slip from mine on her breasts to my hair and she pulls it. 

“Make me cum” she moans. “Just make me cum baby” she whimpers. Because she knows that I can read her like a book. 

“No” I say as I turn my head and kiss her thigh. Because I know she wants to rush it only so she can return the favor or let my cock have her pussy. She’s a greedy lover but she’s also just as much a giver. 

“Please” she breathes. “Please just make me cum so I can suck your cock” she whimpers and I smile to myself and she lifts up and props herself up on her elbows. 

“Make me cum and I’ll suck you so good baby” she moans and I groan and bite her thigh softly and she hisses. 

“I said. No.” I say and then give thigh a little slap. “Now lay back, and let me make out with your pretty princess pussy” I say and she whimpers. 

“Tyson pl-“

“Lay the fuck back. I’m not done with your cunt princess” I growl as she tries to argue and she moans and falls right onto her back again. 

“Fuck” she whimpers “okay” 

“Mmm, that’s right, do as your fucking told and get your little pussy licked like a fucking 

good little girl” I growl and she whimpers louder and arches her back and gasps as I spit on her pussy and then drag my tongue hard up over her cunt. Catching my saliva and dragging my tongue on her clit and then sucking it hard and making her screech and grab my hair. 

“Fuck!” She screams. 

“Picture me between your legs…in your parents bedroom…your aunt downstairs…”

“Oh shit” she exhales and moans as I paint one of our little fantasies for her. Going back in time , pretending that she’s not yet eighteen, that I’m still married, that everyone we know is just in another room while I lick her pussy and taste what’s always been mine. 

My tongue whirls around her clit and I suck it softly. My lips popping as she groans and shudders when my mouth stops to talk to her. 

“I just couldn’t stop myself…you were making me so hard…just looking at you…I just had to know what my princess tasted like” I groan and kiss her swollen clit. 

“Always, making me, so, fucking, hard” I growl each word with a lick of my tongue or a kiss to her clit and then I gently bite it. Softly. But her body jolts and she cries and her fingers are making a mess of my hair as she clutches it and pulls. 

“I wish it was real” she breathes. “I wish we could go back, I would’ve let you taste it, would’ve let you have me, all of me” she moans and I groan and suck her clit and she moans. Legs shaking as her orgasm builds again. 

“I want to go back” she cries. “I want to go back and let you make love to me…be your…good girl” she pants as she gasps and I know she’s on the edge. My mouth and the fantasy making her crazy and I groan as I keep going. 

“They catch us Victoria….they catch your uncle with his mouth all over your precious pussy…and I don’t stop” I groan and lick her pussy. 

“Fuck!” She cries. “Yes, yes” she whines. 

“They watch. They fucking watch as I lick your wet little pussy, your aunt telling me to stop, asking me what I’m doing, she’s furious, your mother and father, they yell at you, at me, but they watch. They don’t pull me off their bed. They don’t pull me from between your fucking legs or tear me away from your sweet cunt” I groan and she gasps. 

“No. They watch. Because I’m about to make their daughter cum like a naughty little whore all over my fucking tongue” I growl and suck her clit and groan as her orgasm comes and her body rocks and trembles and her hips buck and she cries out for me. My name on her lips and I groan, knowing I’d fucking kill a man of her ever tried to take what’s mine. Because I’d kill her fucking best friend if it came down to it. I’d kill everyone, anyone, because this, is my life. She is my life now. And I’d do anything for her. Whether she liked it or not.