EroticReverie

Celia 

I’ve never even thought about a man fucking me while drowning me. That was not one of my fantasies. Until now I guess. And I had a feeling Vaughn Valebrook was going to be  depraved sexual awakening and make me learn more about what I wanted and was willing to fucking do. It was scary to learn something like that turned me on. Scary to think I fully planned on letting him do it too. 

“Tits out Celia” he groans as he unbuckles his belt as I’m in my knees in the large handicapped stall of the bathroom. 

I unbutton my blouse. Our blazers flung over the door of the stall. 

“Good girl, show me those hot little tits” he groans and I pull my blouse out of skirt and finish unbuttoning. 

“Take it all off. I want you in nothing but your skirt” he groans and already has his cock out. I shrug off the blouse and hand it to him so I don’t have to put it on the floor and he smiles and takes it and throws it over the stall wall on the side. Draping it over and he jerks his cock with his other hand.

I reach behind me and take off my lace bra and hand it to him and he smiles. 

“I fucking love this bra” he says and then is moving behind me and I turn my head. 

“What are you…” I suck in a breath as he pulls my arms behind me and starts to tie my wrists together with my bra. The material scratches against my wrist and my pussy clenches as I pant. The bra had no underwire , just lace and the smooth straps for my shoulders. 

I moan as he tightens it around my wrist. 

It’s snug. But not too hard. But when I pull my wrists I can feel that he’s knitted it or tied it somehow where I really can’t get my wrists loose. Then he’s moving back around me and grabbing my face and making me look up at him. 

“I’m going to fuck your throat.” He tells me and I nod. 

“Fuck Celia” he groans. “Open” 

My mouth falls open and Vaughn pushes right inside with a groan. 

“You ever flirt with my friends again and I’ll fucking make you cry with the way I’ll fucking whip your god damn ass Celia”  he warns and I whimper. 

“You flirt with fucking anyone. And I’ll make you regret it. Do you understand?” He groans and thrusts into my mouth hard and deep and I choke on his cock as my eyes water instantly. He pulls out and pants hard as I cough and drool from that one fucking thrust. 

“Answer me.  Do you understand?” He growls. 

“Y-yes” I nod. “I understand” I pant and open my mouth for him again. 

“Fuck, good girl” he groans and shoves himself back in. He goes deep. My mouth full. But he doesn’t abuse my fucking throat again. He thrusts as I sit there on my knees unable to fucking move my hands. 

“Eyes on me gorgeous” he groans and my watering eyes lift and he groans loudly. 

“Jesus fucking Christ you’re so fucking hot” he groans and grips my hair and thrusts faster. 

“Fuck, I love your face” he groans. 

“Fuck Celia, fuck baby” he grunts as I suck him while he fucks my mouth. My mouth making all the noises and sounds. Whimpering. Moaning. Gasping. Sucking. Wet sounds and partial gags. I sound like a fucking cock hungry slut as I moan while looking up at him. 

I’ve never been tied up. I’ve never been used like this. My pussy fucking drips between my legs as his eyes stay on mine. I love being his. 

Fuck. I do. I love it. I love his annoying controlling ways with me. I love him taking what he wants with me. I love him ordering me around. I love doing what he tells me. I’m fucked. I’m so fucked. 

“You are so perfect” he says and one hand touches my face as he slows his thrusts. 

“Fuck Celia, I’m so fucking hard baby, you make me so fucking hard, you’re so fucking pretty , fuck” he groans and I whimper as I move my mouth to pick up the pace that he slowed and he groans. 

“Babe, fuuuck” he clenches his jaw and grunts and lets me take over. Dropping his hands to his sides and just watching as I move my head back and forth and suck his cock. He leans down slightly. One hand reaching down and grabbing one of my nipples. 

“Youre such a good girl Celia” he groans and pinches my nipple and I cry around his cock. 

“Fuck!” He grunts and then pinches it harder and pulls as I bury him as I can in my throat. 

“God damn” he growls and then is rubbing my nipple hard and pinching it again as I move my mouth back just a little before taking him in my throat again. 

“Fucking hell baby, yeah , suck that fucking cock into fucking throat for me” he grunts and I do it again and again. I do it at my own pace. Which makes it easier. I can only feel throat if I’m in control. I can’t keep up with the guys own pace. It has to be mine. I hold him in my throat and swallow. 

“FUCK” he grunts and then grabs my face. He pulls my mouth off his cock and leans down and kisses me as we both breathe hard. The kiss is messy and frantic and I’m moaning like a fucking pathetic slut for more. 

“Please” I whine. 

I only have to beg once before he yanks me to my feet and I stumble off balance with my hands still behind me. 

“Oh fuck” I cry as my arms and back are slammed against the stall wall and he’s grabbing my ass and thrusting into me. 

I don’t even care how loud I’m being. My cries echoing in the bathroom. 

“Yes, please, please” I cry. Still begging for it. Unable to stop fucking begging. 

“Please don’t stop” I cry and he groans and thrusts harder and I scream. Not being able to control a single thing. Being tied up. It’s doing something to me, making me so fucking wet, making me lose my fucking mind and I cum hard as I cry for him. His name echoing off the walls as he makes me cum for him. 

“Celia” he groans and then keeps thrusting and then I’m a mess , crying again as he lifts me off his cock and lower me carefully back to my knees. 

He wipes a tear from cheek as I whimper while his other hand pushes the head of his cock on my whimpering lips. 

“Open your mouth for me sweetheart” he says it so fucking softly. I cry as I open my mouth and he rips my chin up slightly. 

“Shhh” he whispers as jerks himself off over my mouth and wipes my tears again. 

“I’m gonna cum in your mouth baby, then I’ll hold you, okay?” He asks and that just makes me cry harder but I nod. What the fuck was happening. I didn’t understand the way I was feeling. The way I wanted everything from him. His rough hands , his sweet and soft hands. The fact he managed both was a mind fuck to me. 

“Good girl” he whispers. 

“Nice and wide for me baby” he says and hooks his thumb behind my teeth and open wider and hood out my tongue with tears running down my cheeks. 

“Good girl” he whispers. “Youre such a good girl , baby” 

The fact I liked him calling me a good girl this fucking much made me so fucking frustrated. What was he doing to me? 

“Say you’re mine Celia” he says as his thumb slides out of my mouth and wipes over my thumb and I whimper. 

“Say it baby, even if it’s just for right now, say it for me sweetheart” he groans.  The fact he sounded so desperate for me to say it. The fact he was pleading with his eyes and nodding like it was the only thing he wanted to hear. The fact he was being so fucking soft with me while the act of what we were doing watch so fucking filthy. Has me giving him the words he wanted. 

“I’m yours” I breathe and hiccup slightly as I choke back more tears. 

“Again” he groans. 

“I’m yours” I breathe and hate how good it feels to say it.  Hating how much I want to be his. How much I’ve enjoyed being his from the second he claimed me without my agreement. 

“Yes you are” he nods. “You’re my girl Celia, say it again” 

“I’m yours, I’m your girl” I whimper and my tears have ebbed and he groans. 

“Please, Suck it for me sweetheart” he says. Again so softly. I wrap my mouth around him and he groans. 

“Please, Put me in your throat Celia” he groans quietly and I do as he asks. His begging is far less desperate sounding that mine. But the need is there. The desperation is still there. So I give it to him.  I give him what he begs for and put Vaughn’s dick in my throat and hold it there. 

“Swallow around me again, please” he exhales hard and I do it. He groans. 

“Keep doing that. Fuck. please sweetheart” 

I whimper and he holds my face and looks down at me. 

“Please” he groans as I swallow. 

“Please” he grunts and I do it again. Keeping him in my throat. Letting him feel my throat tighten with each swallow. 

“Are you mine?” He asks and I nod with his cock in my throat and he groans. 

“I’m gonna cum Celia” he grunts. “God I’m gonna fucking cum down your throat baby” 

I loosen my throat. Breathing through my nose as my eyes look at him and I feel his cum hit the back of my throat. I don’t taste a thing as he groans while open mouthed and watching me taking his cum down my throat. 

I swallow around him and then suck his cock. My mouth dragging back up and then down as he curses and holds my face and stares at me while clenching his jaw and grunting as he lets me drain every last drop from his cock. 

Finally he can’t take anymore and pulls out and grabs my face as he leans down and tips my head slightly and placed a panting kiss on my forehead. 

“Jesus fucking Christ” he exhales. And I breathe hard. My mouth wet. My chin covered in drool as he then tips my head back further and looks at me. 

“Thank you” he says and kisses my messy mouth and groans. “Thank you for fucking being so god damn good to me” he groans and I whimper and then he’s lifting me to my feet and reaching behind me and using his fingers to untie my bra as he keeps kissing me.

The second it’s loose enough , my arms fly up around his neck and I’m throwing myself on him. He groans grabs me and picks me up and and then I’m burying my face in his neck. 

Because. I want be held. Because I’m fucking embarrassed about crying. Embarrassed to want him or need him. Embarrassed that I’ve let him do exactly as he said he would. And fucking ruin me. 

“Shhh” he whispers. One hand sling under my ass. The other rubbing my back. 

Embarrassed I called myself his. While on my fucking knees in a public restroom. Embarrassed that this somehow felt like the most intimate I’d ever been. And it happened on a fucking bathroom floor. 

“Shhhh” he whispers as I sniffle and he sits on the toilet with me on his lap. So fucking romantic. And again. Fucking embarrassing. 

“It’s okay” he whispers into my hair. 

“You don’t have to be tough with me Celia, I’ll take care of you” he whispers and I hate that I believe him. I hate the somehow I know he can be the asshole and the fucking safe place at the same time. I hate that he knows he’s revealing parts of me I didn’t even know about myself. Hate that I want him to be rough with me and break me just so he can hold me and put me back together. Hate that I never knew this is what I wanted. 

I calm after a few minutes of him softly rubbing my back and stroking my hair. I kiss his neck once. I don’t know why. A thank you? 

He hums. 

“You all better?” He asks. I nod. 

He gently takes my face and lifts it and looks at me. 

“Ready to hate me again sweetheart?”

He smiles slightly , teasing. I huff and roll my eyes and nod. 

He laughs , his chest shaking and my hands go to it. To his shoulders. To his neck and I pull his mouth to mine. 

“Youre starting to kiss me an awful lot” he says. 

“Shut the fuck up” I hiss softly and he smiles. 

“There’s my girl”