EroticReverie

Vaughn Valebrook 

I don’t go to Taylor’s place. I simply said that ti piss off Celia. She was getting under my fucking skin, further and further every god damn time I was inside of her. I needed to piss her off, keep her in line, pretend to have some god damn semblance of control. 

I’m sitting Holtons place with the guys and a few girls from school. I shake my head as I look over at Sebastian and see a freshman from another school choking on his dick. 

We were all fucking shameless. And so were a lot of the girls at the academy and other schools nearby. Everyone wanted to suck Elite Academy cock. And they REALLY wanted to suck our cocks since we ran the fucking place. As if they think having one of our dicks in their mouths is a badge of fucking honor. Not gonna lie, it’s stupid, and makes no god damn sense. But our dicks sure aren’t complaining. 

A petite junior with short blonde hair sits on Holtons lap. Two busty blondes sit beside Royce and a freshman brunette sits near me and is fidgeting with the end of her skirt nervously. 

As the other girls begin to go down on their respective chosen Elites the tiny brunette looks at me and I just exhale the smoke from my joint and let my gaze run over her. She was cute. But she wasn’t fucking Celia Caruso that’s for fucking sure. And she was also a god damn freshman. Not my style. I stopped screwing freshmen as soon as I became one. The only time it was cool to get your dick sucked by a freshman is when they were older than you. Clearly the others don’t think the same. 

She tucks her hair behind her ear and then puts her hand on the couch near my lap. I just smirk slightly as she tries to work up the courage to follow suit with her friends. 

“You hungry?” I ask and she looks at me directly and shakes her head. 

“Come with me.” I say as I stand and she wordlessly obeys. I walk through the house , leaving the sounds of gagging and wet mouths sucking and popping off cocks behind as I walk outside and sit on the patio and wave my hand to the surrounding seats around the table. 

“Take a seat.” I say and take another drag and look at her. She’ll be hot as fuck in a few years when she’s more confident, but right now she’s mousy and insecure and kind of reminds of how Celia looks. Except nothing at all the same at the same time. 

“You can relax. I don’t want you to suck my cock. I’ve got a girlfriend.” I say and she visibly relaxes. 

“Taylor?” She asks and I smirk. The fact these girls always knew I had a girlfriend yet still wanted to suck me off was crazy. Aren’t they supposed to be following girl code? Be girls girls or some shit? 

“No. Her name is Celia.” I say and her brows pinch. 

“The one that spray painted your name on the Academy?” She asks and I feel my lips tick up with amusement. Word travels fast throughout surrounding high schools of all the happenings at Elite Academy. 

“The very one.” I say with amusement and can see the confusion on her face. Probably wondering to herself why I’m dating a girl who insulted my manhood so publicly. 

“That’s. Uh..well..good for you I guess?” She says and I laugh. 

“Yeah. It’s real good for me.” I say and then hold out my joint and she shakes her head. 

“Have you ever even sucked a cock?” I ask and she blinks at the bluntness of my question. 

She shrugs. 

“So. No.” I say and she sighs. 

“Listen to me, don’t go sucking any guy that you’re not dating. Especially not one of these fuckers.” I say and throw my thumb back towards the house. 

“Aren’t YOU one of those fuckers?” She asks and I smile. I nod. 

“I am. Which is why you’re not sucking my cock.” I say. 

“I thought it was because you have a girlfriend?” She asks. 

“That too.” I say and look at her mouth. She’d probably be decent even with no experience with a mouth like that. Not sure why I was trying to give her some fucked up form of guidance. 

She has small tits. Like Celia’s. They’re nice. I’ve always liked smaller tits. Which people wouldn’t believe when I’d dated Taylor for so long. 

“You’ve got nice tits.” I say and she drops her jaw and looks at me. I just smirk and take another drag. 

“They’re small.” I say. She crosses her arms. 

“Geeze. Thanks” she huffs. 

“It’s a good thing.” I say. 

“Sure it is” she says and I smile and then nod at her shirt. 

“Show them to me.” I say.

“Youre kidding” she says.

“Do I look like I’m kidding?” I ask and cock my head. 

“Your girlfriend?” She asks. 

“Has great tits too.” I smirk and then take another inhale. 

“Show me.” I say and she shakes her head. 

“Please?” I ask with a tilt of my lips. 

“No.” She says and crosses her arms. 

“Why not?” I ask. 

“Because I said so. And because you’re a fucker, remember?” She asks and I laugh. 

“I like you.” I say to her and she rolls her eyes. 

“Why do I have a feeling you deserved to have your name dragged by graffiti on the school?” She asks and I laugh. 

“Because I did.” I reply. She shakes her head. 

“So what did you do to piss her off?” She asks. 

I smile and consider talking about it with her but shake my head.  

“My girlfriend is just a little crazy.” I say and she rolls her eyes. 

“Typical. The guy fucks up and the girl gets called crazy.” She says and I smile and shrug. 

My phone chimes and I pull it out of my pocket and then see the notification on Instagram of Celia posting a story. 

I open the app and go to it. 

My jaw clenches and take another drag and exhale hard and stand. 

“What’s wrong?” She asks. 

“My girlfriend. She’s being fucking crazy again.” I say and she cocks her brow. 

“You good ?” I ask her and she nods. 

“Remember, keep your mouth off those fuckers cocks.” I say and she laughs and gives me a salute. 

“Aye aye” she says and I nod and then walk into the house. 

“Where you going?” Sebastian asks and I look over to where he’s got a different girl now on her knees servicing him. 

“About to break a motherfuckers face.” I say. 

“Shit. New girl?” He asks. I nod. 

“Sorry ladies. Elite business.” Sebastian says and my other friends groan as they give up their eager girls mouths. 

“You gotta go. We gotta leave.” Holton tells them. 

Five minutes later I’m speeding towards where her location says she is.  

But I already know where she is. I knew that background. The pool. The yard. She was at Richie’s place. And from the look of the video the ratio of guys to girls made it a sausage fest. And Celia, would not be having any god damn sausage. 

Richie is a scumbag. I’m an asshole. But he’s the worst kind of asshole. He’s known for drugging girls because he’s lacks any actual game to pull them. And Celia posted a story with her arm around him, wearing a tiny baby blue bikini top and a big smile on her face and drink in her hand. 

“Man. Richie’s , why the fuck would she go there?” Sebastian asks. 

“Cause she’s a fucking pain in my ass. That’s why.” I growl and twenty minutes later we’re parked and all getting out and letting ourselves around the mansion and to the back. Others from school are there and I search the groups of people hanging out and drinking. Looking for Celia. For Richie. 

“Where the fuck is Celia?” I growl at the first person I see. A junior from the academy. 

He looks like he’s about to piss himself. I’m guessing my murderous disposition is to blame. 

“Where the fuck is she?!” I grab his polo and shake him. 

“S-she was  with R-Richie….him and her and some. Some guys went in-inside” 

I drop him and my friends curse as I barge into the house. 

“You check the basement. You check the right side of the house, Royce, you’re with me on the left.” They all nod and take off. 

I head upstairs first. Knowing where his room is, because it’s where I found Taylor naked and drugged a few years ago. And beat the shit out of Richie then, and would do it again. And Taylor hadn’t even been my girlfriend at the time. 

I throw the door open.  My vision doesn’t go red. It goes black. Seven different faces turn my way. Royce calls out to the others. 

“GOT HER. SECOND FLOOR!!” He yells as Richie looks up , his hands pulling on her bikini bottoms. 

“Shit.” One of the voices says. 

Celia is topless. She’s got three dudes with one hand on her tits or stomach and their other hands on their cocks. 

“Youre all fucking dead.” I growl and then Royce takes the nearest one , landing a punch that knocks him right one. It’s why. He’s already laying out the second one as I pull Richie off the fucking bed and barrel my fist into his face. Taking him to the floor and continuing and onslaught of punches till blood flies and my fists are covered. Sebastian and Holton are there just as the other shitbags are trying to run off. Catching them in the hall and I hear crashes and fists hitting bone and wails of pain. I’m still punching Richie. 

It’s Royce who pulls me off him. My jaw is clenched and I’m shaking. My eyes burn. 

“Get your girl. Let’s go.” Royce whispers and grabs my shoulders and shakes me. As I look down at Richie who is groaning and holding his face. I push Royce out of the way and drop down and begin punching him again. 

“Cmon man, you’re gonna fucking kill him” Royce says and then Holton and Sebastian have to help pull me off. 

I hear her mumble. My eyes looking over at her.  Her bikini too pulled to the sides. Her perfect fucking tits , they’d seen her. Touched her. Drugged her. 

I look down at Richie. 

“You even go fucking near her again. I’ll kill you.” I warn him and spit on him as I pull out of my friends hands and turn to the bed and get on it. 

Her eyes are rolling behind her eyelids and fluttering as she tries to open them. 

“I’ve got you” I whisper and mutters and whimpers as I pull her bikini top in place and then scoop her up off the bed. 

The ride home is quiet. I never let anyone drive my fucking cars. But Holton is driving as I sit in the back with Celia on my lap , passed out and holding her head. 

The guys say nothing as they take me back to my place and I take Celia inside and tuck her into my bed and lay beside her and watch her sleep.