EroticReverie

Vanessa Vancourt

I can't believe he shoved his money, inside of me. I also can't believe how much I loved it, him rubbing that money all over me, rubbing my pussy with it, fingering his hundred dollar bill into my cunt. 

I made sure the camera was still facing the bed, while he unzipped his pants and took off his shirt, then got back on my fucking knees as he moved to the bed, my pussy dripping with a hundred dollar bill inside of me as I watched him remove his pants, his socks. He sits and spreads his feet apart as I take my place in front of him, my hands back on his thighs and my tits pressed between his legs, against his dick. My mouth swollen from our kiss. A kiss that was so fucking hot I could cry. The way I fucking whimpered, the way he kissed me while fingering my pussy, shoving his moeny inside of me. What I was doing with him was wrong, but I've never been more turned on by a man, as I am by Jordan Stone. 

He groans as my tits now brush against his bare dick instead of through his pants, my hands on his thighs as I slip my tits up and down, rubbing them on his dick as I look up at him, biting my lip, wanting more of his dirty words, and filthy actions. Wanting more degredation, more praise, more everything. The power I felt I had, felt like it was slipping away as I aim to please him, make him want me and need me, pleasure him and make him so hard it fucking hurts. I loved making men hard, but I was obsessed with making my professor hard. 

His hands move to my breasts and he slides his dick between them as he holds them, pushing them together as I move up and down, fucking his cock with my tits as I moan. Watching him, as he watches his cock disappear and then reappear as it slides in through my tits and back down. 

"I dont want you to play the innocent school girl, you're no god damn good it when you're such a fucking whore Vannessa" he groans and I moan and his hands move from my breasts and to my hair, grabbing my pigtails. 

"I do like these though, these are fucking nice" he groans and yanks them, bringing my face to his cock.

"give me what I fucking paid for you little slut" he groans and I fucking open my mouth and wrap my lips right around his cock. The groan that leaves his mouth is my praise, my reward. the feeling of his hundred dollar bill stuffed up my pussy, his hands on my hair, pulling my mouth down further, all of it so dirty and erotic that I could cum just like this. Being his whore. Being on my knees as he pulls my hair and makes me take him right into my throat.

"Ive seen the way you suck those fucking toys, put it in that fucking throat you dirty little bitch" he grunts and then lets his hands fall from my pigtails, putting one hand to the bed, the other between my pig tails and on the back of my head as he thrusts into my mouth. 

"this is all youre fucking good for" he grunts.

I moan, my head bobbing in his lap, i choke, barely, deep throating him, my throat used to it from all the videos ive made of me sucking toys, and the few previous boyfriends I've had. I wasn't this girl, wasnt this much of an actual fucking whore, but apparently I am now. At least with him. I didnt choke on cocks that belonged to men unless I was their girlfriend. I didnt fuck for money. Suck cock for money. Didnt suck cock while the money I was paid to do so was shoved up my fucking pussy. But here i am, sucking him like he deserves to be sucked, moaning like a fucking bitch in heat as I feel him use my mouth, feel his cock hit the back of my throat, over and over again. I keep my hands on his thighs, using only my mouth. He didnt pay for hands. He paid for my mouth. I was going to give him exactly what he paid for. A whore and her mouth. 

"God, you are so fucking good with your god damn holes Vanessa" he groans. 

I whimper, drooling, moaning, sucking on his cock. Keeping my mouth right where it belongs, right where it wants and needs to be. I loved sucking his cock. Loved how god damn hard he is in my mouth, loved being talked to like the whore I was for him. I think of his wife. Sitting at home. Wondering is she suspects that he lies when he says he's working late. Wondering if she thinks he might be cheating on her. I'm fucking terrible, because it turns me on. It shouldnt and I hate that it does. But the proof that Im just as bad as him, is dripping from my money stuffed cunt. 

My pigtails swing and bob along with my head. I moan and whimper, sucking him like i'm made to live on my fucking knees. His hand pushes down on my head harder, his hips lifting and he fucks my throat harder and I start to choke. 

My nails dig into his thighs, I dont pull back, I keep choking. He groans loudly and releases me, my mouth, soaked and dripping with my saliva, pops off his cock as I pant. 

"Get the fuck up here" he growls and and Im moving, pushing on his thighs as I stand and he grabs me and pulls me onto his lap as he moves back just a bit more and my hands are on his face, my mouth on his as he grabs my ass and pulls my cunt against his dick, grinding against my panties, my hips moving, grinding back as I kiss him, our mouths panting and moaning, groaning and stealing tastes of each others mouth as his hand slides to my thong and pulls it to the side. 

i lift up, not bothering to worry about the fact ive got a hundred dollar bill inside of me. I should probably fucking take it out, but knowing it's there makes me hotter for his cock.

"Youre gonna let me fuck that money right up that cunt arent you?" he groans on my mouth and I nod with a whimper and bite his lip and he groans, and slides the tip of his cock to my pussy and I sit right down on, i go down hard, slamming my pussy down his cock. He grunts and his arm is around me, hand on my ass , grabbing it as I lift up and slam right back down. 

"you dirty..fuckin..bitch" he groans and I moan and grab his face and kiss him as I do it again, again.

I can barely feel the paper now, knowing its buried inside of me, i can feel it just enough, but it's slammed up into me, wedged against my cervix and the tip of his dick as I keep fucking him. I come down, and grind, rocking my hips, letting his cock stuff me, letting the tip of his cock push that fucking money harder against the deepest part of my cunt. 

"god youre fucking good at being a slut" he groans and then pushes back on one hand and thrusts up into me. "Ride my fucking dick, this is for me, not for you" he growls as I chase the friction of my clit rubbing against him. 

My pigtails bounce, my tits , my ass, my pussy, all of it bounces for him, riding him, up and down, hands on his shoulders as he groans and looks at me as I look at him. .

"you're the best god damn whore there is" he groans and I moan, the mix of praise with degredation making me fucking feral. I ride him harder, faster, not even talking as I focus on fucking this man so he never forgets me, and thinks of me every day for the rest of his life. 

"beautiful, hot, fucking, whore" he grunts and then is pulling me off him and throwing me onto the bed as I pant and spread my fucking legs ready to take him again as he shifts and grab my thong and rips it off me, the fabric sitngs as it pulls and snaps and I curse as he tosses it and then climbs over me. One hand to the bed, his other between my legs and he shoves his fingers inside of me, and I gasp as I feel them wiggle inside of me. He grins as I feel him drag that money that we both just smashed against my cervix. He lifts it up, holding it between two fingers, a crumpled up wet wad of paper, the light green and white paper, soaked and covered in my arousal. He flicks it to the side and then lifts his fingers to my mouth and shoves them inside my mouth and I suck them hard, my body writhing as I look up at him moaning.

"god, i love fucking you" he groans and I whimper and reach down, grabbing his dick, stroking him as he finger fucks my mouth, pushing his fingers between my lips, over my tongue, into my throat and back over my tongue.

"mmm, fuck" he groans as I grip him harder and stroke his faster, my hips rolling and begging for more. 

"fuck me" I whine. 

He grins slightly and licks his lips.

"Im not paying you extra for this cunt" he growls. 

"shut up and fuck me" i whine and his hips drop and his cock slides into me. My head pushing back and my tits lift into the air as my back bows off the bed as he fills me again. My eyes fucking rolling back.

"god, yes" I moan. "fuck" 

My response has him groaning and his cock sliding back out slowly, then back in just as slow.

"oh fuck, yes, fuck me" i moan. 

His hand comes to my throat and I moan, my head shifting, instead of pressing back into the bed, my back relaxes as I lay my head on the bed and just look up at him, his hand around my throat, his eyes on mine. 

His thrusts remain slow, teasing, torturing me, pleasing me, his cock sliding in and out of me with full thrusts, just the tip left inside before he delivers every inch back inside of me slowly as he groans while looking me directly in the eyes. Mine are locked on his, my mouth parted, moaning with each thrust that fills me. IT's not dirty, there's no talking, no fucked up things said, no degredation, no praise, no dominance or submission from either of us. Just his eyes on mine, mine on his, heavy breathing and the sound of skin on skin, my whimper and  his groans, as he fucks me with not just his cock, but his eyes. Fucks me with a look that tells me he plans on keeping me, I clench around his cock, his jaw clenching and he groans as I slide my hands to his ass, his hand moves from my throat and then goes to the bed, both of his hands bracing as he fucks me slowly. My hands pulling at him, pulling him deeper. It's so fucking good, he feels so fucking good inside of me. 

I whimper. His mouth comes to mine, kissing me, my chin lifting, lips pushing to his, tongues moving as we breathe hard into each others mouths. I dont ruin it by talking, neither does he. We take what we want. We're not fucking, but were definitely not making love either. Whatever we're fucking doing , I'm so fucking into it. 

"Vanessa" he groans on my mouth and I whimper. 

"Careful with those eyes" he warns and looks at me and I keep them on him, he groans as he moves faster, picking up the pace, hitting me deeper, harder. My pussy taking it , loving it. His fingers pull the little bow around my neck, then his hand pulls up on my shirt , I grab it, pulling it off and he groans and then is pulling out, leaving me empty and then unzipping my skirt, pulling it off me.

"what are we doing Vannessa, hmm?" he asks as he lays down and I move, climbing onto him, reaching down, putting myself back where I belong. Sinking down onto the dick I apparently cant get enough of.

"fucking." I say and he smirks and grabs my hips. 

"Is that all?" he asks and I nod. 

"then why are you looking at me like that" he asks as I move slowly.

"you're ruining it,  stop" I moan and he chuckles with a low groan and licks his lips. 

Fucking a married man was one thing. Falling for one, was another. Both terrible, both made me a slut. But one also made me look fucking stupid. I wasn't falling for him, really, I wasnt. I just happened to really fucking like the way he had just been fucking me, the way he was looking at me. 

"you're making love to that fucking dick Vannesa, dont pretend you're not sweetheart" he says and I pause. I had to stop, had to fucking get back into safe territory. 

"Oh Professor" I grin, as I grab his hands, pinning them to the side as I lean over him, grinding on his cock. 

"The only thing Im doing is making my fucking money....dont get it fucking twisted" I hiss as I grind harder.

He groans. "my fucking mistake then" 

"yeah, you're fucking mistake, you like to make those dont you? Your biggest mistake was letting me seduce you, and raping my pussy on your fucking desk" I moan and he groans, he pulls his wrists from my hands, making my hands go to the bed, grabbing my ass and thrusting into me. My tits bounce in his face as I moan and curse, throwing my head back. 

"best mistake i ever made" he groans and I hiss as I feel his teeth bite my nipple. He growls as I yelp when he tugs it hard and his teeth pinch down and slip along my nipple, sliding from his teeth and I curse, looking down, panting and yelping again when he bites the other one as I bounce them in his fucking face. 

"fuck, yes" I cry, loving the pain, my nipples stinging as he bites the other one again and I push up, unable to take another fucking bite to my nipple and I grab my tits and ride him, bouncing as I push my fingers over my breasts, over my nipples. He reaches up slaps my hands away and slides his hands behind my back and pulls me forward again. I fall forward with a yelp , hands pushing into the bed. 

"bring these fucking tits back here Vanessa, i paid for them" he growls and bites my nipple again and my cunt clenches as I cry out. Im panting, screaming as I let him absue my nipples with his teeth.

"professor!"I cry and he groans , his hands grabbing my ass as his mouth lunges for my breasts , sucking them, biting them, licking them as he fucks me and thrusts into me, im grinding, riding , screaming as I bounce and we got back to the safer , dirty, rough fucking. 

"if you werent such a whore, id make YOU my fucking wife" he growls and I gasp and Im thrown off him, flipped over and laying face down on my stomach as he slides into me, hovering over my back as he grabs my hands and slides his fingers through them , hodling them as he fucks me harder, my tits smashed into the bed, my body jerked and forced bit my bit across the sheets and mattress as he fucks me, my legs together, my ass being smacked with his hips on each thrust as he drills deeper.

"God youd make a good little wife" he groans. 

"but you make a better... fucking... whore" he growls.