EroticReverie

Savannah

I’m not sure how we manage it, but Beau and I manage to pry ourselves off one another , he makes us breakfast, and we have sex again right on the small kitchen table, while our dishes rattle and the table legs threaten to give out beneath us. I was sat on the edge with my legs and arms around him as he pounded into me like he had something to prove. Yet he still came fast and quick and muttered about me ruining his ego because he couldn’t control himself. He was half joking and half serious I think. While it might damage his ego, it sure as hell boosts mine. I was taking it as the highest compliment that he couldn’t hold back. 

After another round on the bed , we clean up and Beau drops me off so he can help out on his family’s ranch. It’s sickening how in love I am. How after last night the cowboy with dimples locked me down for good , even though he already had before having sex. But, god, he was right. Having sex with him, changed my life. Changed me. And I can’t imagine myself with anyone but him. Nobody can make me feel this way, I’m sure of it. 

I spend some time with my aunt and then get ready for another date. Because Beau insisted we needed another date, immediately. 

I’ve never felt like this, I can’t stop smiling and it scares me. But I can’t stop smiling long enough to worry about all the what ifs and worries I have about falling in love with Beau. The fact none of my worries have to do with him specifically make it even easier to ignore the questions in the back of my head. Would we work? Being from two different places? Would he really come back to New York with me? Would he want me to stay here? Did I even want to stay here? Yes. The answer is so easy, so simple, that I would do anything, go anywhere , for him. Only for him. 

I spend too long getting ready, doing the full body primping, I take my time doing do my hair and my makeup. Smiling to myself as Beau ring the doorbell and my Aunt answers it and I keep smiling as I listen to him carry on a conversation with her. 

“She’s been in there getting ready for two hours”

“You being good to her?” 

I listen to my aunt question him and Beau answers every single one without hesitation. Even when she slightly threatens him. I laugh to myself , considering SHE is the one that told me he was a “good boy”.

I wear a white dress with a vintage pink floral pattern. The sleeves are thin but have little ruffles and hang off my shoulders. The dress is tight but comfortable and is probably a bit too short, with a little ruffled hem. The top toes in the middle, like a milk maid dress and i grin at myself in the mirror, already unable to wait to hear him make a comment about my “New York tits”. Because they look damn good if I say so myself. I don’t wear a bra, but I slip on a pink lace thong that matches the color of my dress too well that you’d think it came with the dress. 

I put on a pair of white strappy heels and then do a check of my makeup and then check the little bow I tied  in the back of my hair. It’s half up and half down and the one inch thick pink satin ribbon looks adorable. From the neck up , I look innocent, the rest , not so much. 

I grab my little purse and my phone and spritz a little perfume on and then make my way out of the room. 

As soon as I was down the hall and into the living room, my eyes go right to Beau, and the corner of my mouth lifts as his jaw visibly drops.

“Savannah, that dress” My aunt gasps. 

“What’s wrong with it?” I frown. 

“Dear…that’s a little short” she says , clearly not wanting to shame me. 

“No it’s not” I say and look down and look to Beau , who is looking me up and down , up and down, his eyes everywhere on me. 

My aunt sighs and shakes her head. I walk over to her , giving her a kiss on the cheek and tell her I might be home late. She gives Beau a look and I smile as he stands and walks over to me, placing his hand on my lower back. 

“I somehow have a feeling, I won’t be seeing you till the morning” my aunt says skeptically and Beau clears his throat. 

“I’ll have her home whenever you’d like me to have her ma’am” Beau says and I hip check him and then give my aunt a pleading look, begging her not to tell him to have me home tonight. She sighs. 

“Just…you two need to be safe. You hear me?” She points her finger and waves it between us. 

“If I end up sending her home pregnant her father will have my head!” She exclaims and I feel my brows pop. 

“Nobody is getting pregnant” I assure her and then lean over and kiss her cheek. “Promise” I assure her and she sighs. 

A minute later we’re out the door and Beau walks me to his truck.

“You sure about that?” Beau whispers. 

“About what?” I ask as he opens the door. 

“You not getting pregnant, cause that dress, Jesus darlin, it’s like you’re begging for me to put  a baby in you.” He groans and dips his head down and kisses my shoulder and I grin with a bite of my lip. 

“You can try Cowboy.” I wink at him and then press a hand to his chest and push up onto my tip toes and kiss his mouth. 

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I smile as we sit on our dock. A blanket laid out , a picnic basket full of little snacks and foods. 

“God sweetheart. Come here” he says and reaches over as I sit with my legs folded to the side and I smile as I move at his command and let his hands grab my hips as I move over and straddle him. My dress slightly stretchy material of my dress slips up my thighs and I can feel my ass hanging out of the dress as his hands slide down and grab it and he pushes it up even further and groans as his fingers trace the back of my thong right above my ass. 

He leans his head forward. I giggle as he pivots me and makes my hands go to the side and I laugh as he peeks at my ass and gives its a small slap. 

“God, you’re fucking pretty” he groans and slaps it again and then pulls me to face him again and looks at me as I place my hands back on his shoulders. 

“Me or my ass?” I tease and he grins. 

“All of you darlin” he says and his hands squeeze my ass “but I really like this , and really like those pretty pink panties you’ve got on” he says and I bite my lip with a smile as I rock my hips and grind against his lap. 

“Yeah cowboy? You like my pretty little pink pussy in my pretty little pink panties?” I ask , making him groan. 

“God, you have such a dirty little mouth Savannah” he groans and I hum and kiss his lips and then along her jaw. 

“I missed you so much” I moan in his ear. As if the handful of hours away from him was days. 

“God, I fucking miss you every second I’m not near you sweetheart” he says as his hands keeps squeezing my ass and I rock in his lap. 

“How do you feel about me ruining your sweet little picnic by me begging you to let me have your dick in my sweet little pussy, Cowboy?” I moan and he groans. 

“is that where you’re doing? Begging for it darlin?” He asks and I nod. 

“Yeah Beau, I’m begging” I gently whisper as I kiss below his ear. 

“I like when you beg darlin” he groans. 

“Please” I moan as I kiss his neck. “Please baby” 

“Mmm, fuck, you sound so fucking sweet and innocent, even when you’re begging for my cock Savannah” he groans. 

“It’s so wet Beau” I moan as I let my hands each down and undo his belt and I moan as my fingers touch his belt buckle. 

“God, you and this fucking buckle make my rich little pussy so wet baby” I moan and he groans. 

“God, never stop talking , fuck, I love listening to you and that mouth” he groans. 

“I’m going to ride your fucking cock right here on this dock, Cowboy” I moan as I undo his belt and unzip him. “Take it out and fucking give it to me Beau” 

“I can’t get enough of you” I whimper and he groans and shifts and nudges his pants down just enough and then I feel him grab his cock and push against my pussy through my panties. 

“Cant get enough of you either sweetheart” he says and I feel his fingers curl around my panties and pull them to the side. 

“I can’t wait to have more of your cum inside me” I moan as he lines up and he curses. 

“Fuck Savannah” he growls and I kiss him as I sink down on his cock and whine against his mouth. 

“Shit” I hiss as I feel him stretch me, feel him fill me again, as if I’ve been dying for it. And I have. I really have. 

“Yeah baby, fill that pussy with your big dick” I moan and he curses again. 

“Fill that fuckin pussy” I moan as I slip up and then back down. Both of us moaning as his cock soaks inside of me. My pussy has never been as wet as it is for him everytime I’m around him. 

“I love your fucking mouth” he groans and I grin to myself against his mouth and then press my forehead to his as he lets me ride him slowly. 

“I love your dick” I breathe. 

“I love your ass” he groans and I half laugh and half moan as we trade I love yous for all the things that drive us crazy about each other. 

“I love your hands and the way they feel so fucking perfect everytime you touch me” I moan and he groans. 

“I love your hair. And that fuckin bow” he groans and I smirk and lift my eyes and his are on mine and our noses brush as I ride him slowly and let my mouth brush his , and then kiss him. 

“I love your eyes, I love the way you look at me” I breathe on his mouth. 

“I love you” he groans. “I love every fucking thing about you Savannah” 

“Call me sweetheart” I whimper. 

He smiles with a low groan. 

“But I love your fucking name , its as god damn pretty as everything else about you” 

“Youre so damn perfect sweetheart” he groans and I kiss him , my hands on his face as I keep moving myself up and down. 

“I love you” I moan as I come down on his cock and rock my hips, grinding my pussy on it, my hips moving faster and he groans as my walls clench and unclench as I ride and grind on his lap. 

“I love you” I breathe “i love you so much” I whimper as I move faster, my hips rocking quicker, and his hand drop from my ass, but one swings around my back and the other goes to the side and to the dock as he braces for me as I become even faster and needier. 

“I love you too darling, ain’t never loved anything or anyone as much as I love you” he groans and I lift up and down, bouncing in his lap as I grind when I come down on his dick. 

“Fuck Savannah” he groans and I moan. His one hand behind my back slips away as I lean back and brace my hands on his knees and I throw my head back. 

“Ride me darlin” he groans. “Fuckin ride me Savannah” 

“Yeah” I pant as he pushes my dress up and slip his hand under it and onto my waist as he watches me. His hand gripping my waist as his legs shift and he uses his feet and his hand on the rock for leverage as he thrusts into me. 

“Yeah ,fuck me, fuck me” I pant and he groans.  

“Fuck my pussy Beau, fuck it baby” I cry and he curses. 

He moves his hand from my hip up to my breasts and tugs at the tie in the middle. I moan as it loosens and he draws down one side of my dress and exposes one of my breasts and he groans as I lift my head , watching him watch my breast bounce and his hand pushes over it. Grabbing it. Squeezing it and then his eyes meet mine. 

“Slap it” I moan. 

“Jesus darlin” he groans. 

His hand slaps it from the side and he groans. 

“Fuck yes, more” I moan and Beau grunts and slaps it again.

“Yes, fuck, grab my throat and fuck me” I whine and Beau curses. But his hand goes to my neck and I moan as he grips it while I ride him and he thrusts to meet me everytime. My one breast bouncing outside of my dress and my dress slipping back up from the way I’m bouncing and getting fucked. 

“Yes, yes” I moan and whimper as my hips roll and grind and then I take one hand and grab his hand around my throat and he releases me and I bring his hand to my mouth and suck one of his fingers into my mouth as I ride him. 

“Youre such a dirty girl” he groans. “Fuck you’re so damn hot” he grunts and then pulls me down and I yelp as he moves us so he’s ontop and my legs spread and then he’s placing one hand on the dock the other back around my throat. 

“You pretty little thing” he groans as I moan when his hand finds my throat again. 

“Youre such a fucking dream darlin” 

“You feel so fucking good Savannah” he groans as he thrusts into me, making my back arch as he keeps his hand on my throat. 

“I love being inside you. Knowing this pussy belongs to me makes me so fuckin hard sweetheart”

“Being your man makes my dick so fucking hard all the god damn time” 

My hips buck to meet his thrusts and I’m so soaked and can feel my arousal dripping.

“God your little lace panties feel so good against my dick, I love feeling them fucking drag on my dick while I fuck this tight pussy” 

“Beau” I moan. Because his mouth was just as dirty as mine and I love how vocal he was with me when making out, or fingering me or eating me out, or when I was sucking his cock, but feeling him inside me, and hearing him talk. God, it was my favorite thing ever. 

“God, I think I can’t love you anymore than I do, but every fucking second you prove me wrong Savannah, I’ll never stop falling in love with you, you have me falling so god damn deep for you darlin, fuck I love you so god damn much” he grunts as he pounds harder and I cry out. 

“You feel how much I fuckin love you Savannah? Huh sweetheart? You feel that fucking dick showing you how much it loves you and this pussy?” He groans and slams so deep it hurts and I scream and he groans louder and I pray that there nobody nearby because they’d think some girl was getting murdered with the way his cock has me screaming. 

His hand grabs my throat a bit harder and I moan. 

“I asked you if you fucking feel it Savannah” he groans. 

“Yes, yes!” I cry. “I feel it!” 

“Good” he groans. “Don’t you ever forget how much I fucking love you darlin” he says and then kisses me as he leans down and I moaning and whimpering and crying out against his mouth as my legs and arms wrap around him. 

“Cum inside me” I cry. 

“Not yet sweetheart, I’m not done showing you how much your man loves you”