EroticReverie

Vaughn Valebrook 

I’m at Holtons after school. We’re all sitting around Celia is with her friend Ariana at her house. 

“I like that little blue haired girl.” Royce says and Holton head whips to Royce. 

Royce chuckles. He’s clearly fucking with him. But Holton isn’t aware. 

“I bet she’s a little freak in bed. Quiet ones always are.” Royce says. 

“I bet her ass will bounce real nice off my hips.” Royce says and Holton punches him in the arm. 

We all laugh at Holton and Royce grabs his arm with a laugh. 

“Ah fuck man, I’m kidding, easy” Royce laughs and then looks at me. 

“I’d rather see what Celia’s mouth can do” he says and then I’m no longer laughing. 

“Shut your fuckin mouth” I warn him. 

“What? You saw how she looked at me. I think your girl wants to explore her options” he says and I go to get up and he pushes up and jumps over the back of the couch with a laugh and holds his hands up. 

“I’m kidding!” He yells. As I climb over the fucking couch and grab him by the shirt and slam him into the wall.  

“Fuck, fuck!” He laughs and I get right in his face. 

“Don’t fuckin talk about her, you hear me?” I seethe. 

“Yeah man” he laughs. “I fuckin got it” 

I growl. And shove him against the wall again and then walks back around the couch. 

“Motherfucker” I mutter and the others look at me. 

“Man she’s got you whipped huh?” Sebastian asks. 

“Shut the fuck up” I growl and pull out my phone and pull up my texts to Celia. 

“Need you.” I type. 

“Suffer.” Her reply is quick. 

“I need my girls cunt.” I type back. 

“Suffer” she types again. 

I growl. 

“Girl trouble?” Sebastian laughs. 

“Fuck off” I growl and put my phone away.  

The guys talk about bullshit and my phone vibrates and I pull it out. My thumb swiping to open it back up to read her next message. 

I shoot up off the couch. 

“Where you going?” Holton asks. 

“To take a fucking piss” I grumble and walk to the bathroom that’s farthest away and close the door and tap on the picture to enlarge it to my full screen. 

It’s just her legs. They’re slightly parted and it’s from the waist down on someone else’s bed. But the girly covers have me calm because I assume it’s Ariana’s bedroom. 

I double tap and reply. 

“Show it to me.” I type. 

“Show you what?” She types and I growl. 

“Your fuckin cunt sweetheart.” I type. 

“You know what it looks like.” She types. 

“And that’s exactly why I want to see it. Fucking show me.” I type and wait. 

A few moments later she sends me a mirror selfie. Her skirt lifted but not showing anything. The hem covers her pussy and her head isn’t in the photo. Just her neck down. Her blouse unbuttoned by a few to show her lace bra. 

“You fucking tease. Show me those tits Celia.” I type.

“Pick one. My pretty little devious pussy or my tiny little tits Vaughn” she says and I groan. I’d called her cunt devious. And she knows I like how small and perky her tits are. 

“Both. Now. Take your clothes off and be a good girl and show me everything.” 

“Pick. Or you get nothing.” She replies. 

“Hurry.” She typed. 

“Tits.” I reply. 

“Good boy” she types and I huff and then groan. This fucking girl. 

But the next picture that comes through isn’t her tits Celia’s fingers buried in her pussy. And it’s not a fucking photo. 

I press play. My hand gripping my phone so hard I feel I’ll break it as I push the volume up and curse at the sounds of her wet pussy as those fingers move in and out. 

“You’ll get what I fucking give you”

She whispers. I can barely hear her. I grab my dick. 

I replay it again.  Again. Rubbing my fucking dick. 

I face time her and the call connects and I expect to see her face but I’m greeted by that pussy and those fingers still soaking inside of her. 

“Sweetheart” I groan. 

“Shhh” she whispers. And I realize I’m on speaker and she’s probably in the bathroom in Ariana’s room. 

The phone is right there showing me her dripping her pussy. She’s sitting on the counter. Legs spread and dripping onto her friends bathroom counter as she exhales and her fingers slip out and up and she rubs her clit. 

“Cel-“

“Shhh” she hushes. 

“Just watch” she whispers and I groan and unzip my pants. Taking out my cock and lower my phone so she can see what she’s doing to me. I stroke it for her. Her fingers move faster and I can hear the faint soft pant of her breath. 

Her fingers go back to her pussy and I watch her squirm slightly and her legs fall even wider and I can see her glistening pussy. See her dripping down between her ass cheeks and onto the counter. 

“Cum Celia” I growl. 

“Show me your face while you cum” I growl. 

“Shut up” she whispers breathlessly 

I groan quietly as I jerk myself off to her masturbating for me. 

“You look so fucking good baby” I groan. 

“Shut. Up” she hisses. 

“I’m coming to get you” I groan. 

“Shut up” she whines. “Youre ruining it” 

I shut my fucking mouth. 

She exhales and fucks herself harder and the sounds, my god. The fucking sound of nothing other than her wet fucking cunt coming through my phone. I hold my fucking as I listen and pump my fist along my cock. 

There’s a tiny little sound from her mouth as I watch her make herself squirt. 

“Fuck” I grunt , stroking harder and faster and gripping my dick trying to get the right tightness that matches her fucking pussy. 

I can see her legs shaking as she keeps going. She’s soaking the counter. The cum splashes around her fingers and she pulls them out and I curse as it hits her phone. I groan loudly as I bust. Not even caring where it fucking lands as I cum for the blurry screen. Knowing her pussy just soaked her phone. 

“Celia” I growl as I cum all over the fucking floor. Panting as I slow my stroke and she wipes her phone and then shows me her wet pussy. 

“Sweetheart” I groan. 

“Mmm” she hums as she shows me her pussy. I can see it clenching in the post orgasm , see her swollen clit and then her fingers are moving over it and rubbing and she curses softly. 

“Come get me Vaughn, please, I need your mouth right here” she whispers and I groan. 

I end the call and tuck my fucking dick away and quickly clean my fucking mess and then I’m out of there. 

The guys asking me where I’m going. 

“He’s going to Celia, duh” Sebastian laughs. 

I don’t say anything as I get in my car and pull up my gps. Shit. Where even did Ariana live?

I text Celia. 

“Address” 

She types. The bubble moving and then her message pops up. 

“You want me bad enough. You’ll figure it out.”

I growl. Then she sends another text.

“Sweetheart.” 

I grit my teeth and my dick fucking rages. 

“I’m going to fuck you like I hate you when I get my hands on you.” 

“Your hands have to find me first Vaughn. Good luck.” 

I make a note to turn her location on next time I get ahold of her phone. Or put a fucking tracker on her. 

I have to Google about ten different things trying to find the girls address. But I’m not a fucking spy, and fucking terrible at it. How are girls so fucking good at this shit?

Then. I go to the schools website and pull up the messaging system. 

I go to Ariana’s photo. I message her. Hoping she has notifications for the portal turned on. 

“Need your address. I’m coming to pick up my girl.” 

Three minutes later. I get a text from Celia. 

“Quit cheating” it says and I half laugh half groan and I don’t know why I’m so hard when she’s fucking torturing me. 

“You must not want me that fucking bad if you can’t find me Vaughn.” 

“The way I want you is fucking hazardous to my health.  And yours.” I type. 

“Then fucking prove it. Find me sweetheart”

“You better call me that again when I find you Celia. I wanna hear you fucking say it.” I growl at my phone as I press send. 

“You’ve got one hour or I’m gonna call Royce sweetheart instead.” 

“I’m going to fucking kill him if you ever say his name again.” I growl again at my phone. 

“Can you kill him AFTER I lick his dick like my spoon?” She types. 

“You’re not fucking funny Celia”

“Oh. I’m hilarious Vaughn.” 

“We’ll see how much you’re laughing when I get ahold of you.” I type. 

“If.  If you get ahold of me.”

“I will don’t worry” I reply. 

“Tick tock Vaughn.”

——

An hour and fifteen minutes later I’m screeching to a stop in the driveway of three story home after arguing with the people of the gated community and bribing them. 

Fifteen minutes ago. I got a text from”times up” text with a sad face emoji. And then a spoon emoji with a tongue emoji and a purple devil with horns smirking. 

She was going to fucking get it. I didn’t believe she was truly into Royce. Or even wanted to fuck around with him. At least she fucking better not. She just wanted to piss me off. Make me fucking possessive of her. As if I wasnt already. 

I knock on the door. Panting as my car idles with the fucking door open in the paved driveway. 

“Celia Caruso!” I yell. “Come the fuck on!” 

The door swings open and I look at Ariana. 

“You’re late” she says. 

“Where is she?” I pant. 

“She left fifteen minutes ago.” Ariana says. Holding a white fluffy cat and stroking its head. The cat hisses at me and I scowl at it. 

“Where. Did she go?” I I ask as calmly as I can and she shrugs. 

“No idea. She didn’t say.” Ariana says. 

“She’s really not here?” I ask looking around inside past her shoulder. 

“She’s really not.” She says and smiles. 

“She’s got you fucked up.” She says with amusement. 

I growl at her and she narrows her eyes. The fucking cat hisses again. 

“Nice cat” I huff and turn and she laughs. 

“Do you like her or are you fucking with her and playing games?” She calls as I’m halfway down the steps. 

“I’m chasing her around like a fucking puppy, the fuck do you think?” I growl and keep walking. 

“She went to your house.” Ariana says and I turn my head back. 

“You lying to me?” I ask. 

She shrugs. “Hmm. Maybe” 

“Are we lying Alfredo?” She muses as she peeks at her cat and rubs behind its jaw. 

The cat purrs. 

“She told me to tell you she’d be by the pool. That you owed her.  Or something” she shrugs and my cock throbs.

“Yes. I do.” I growl and take off.

I speed home. Twenty minutes later through traffic I barge into my house and through it towards the back and stop. Celia is sitting in the couch in her uniform with my father sitting across from her. My nostrils flare. 

“Hello son” my father says as Celia turns to face me with a grin on her lips. 

“Hi” she says and it’s the fucking cutest little Hi I’ve ever heard. 

But my eyes are on my father who is looking at her legs. His eyes flicking upward. Taking a good fucking look at her and I clench my jaw. He gives me a thumbs up and smile as he takes a sip of his scotch. 

“Let’s go Celia” I growl. 

“I was talking to your father-“

“I SAID LETS GO” I yell at her and look at her. Her brows pinching.  

“Now.” I say and my father laughs. 

“My son has no manners. You’re fine to sit with me sweetheart” 

I clench my jaw and Celia blinks at me and stands and walks over to my dad to shake his hand. 

But I’m across the room and grabbing her fucking wrist. 

“Ow!” She whines as I pull her away. 

“Vaughn that hurts!” She whimpers and tries to push my grip off her wrist with her other hand. 

My dad just laughs as I drag her from

The room. 

“Where are we going?” She whines. “Let go of me you’re hurting me!” 

When we’re far enough through the mansion. On the other end I let go and she rubs her wrist and her lip trembles. 

“You hurt me.” She says. 

I grab her wrist and hold it and lift it to my mouth and kiss it. 

“Why are you so mad at me?” She sniffles. 

“I’m not. I’m not baby” I say and then back her up against the wall and keep kissing her wrist. 

“You didn’t need to grab me like that.”

She says and I keep kissing her wrist. 

“I’m sorry” I whisper and keep kissing her wrist and looking at her. 

“don’t go near him” I say and then take her wrist and lower it and then lift both hands to her face. 

“I was kidding. I wasn’t going to go near Roy-“

“Not him. My father.” I say and she looks at me. Her brows drawing tight. 

“You think I want your father?” She huffs. 

“No. But he’s not a nice guy.” I tell her and then kiss her. 

“Runs in the family then?” She asks and I bite her lip. 

“Shut up” I growl and she bites my lip back. 

“What do you mean he’s not a nice guy? He seemed nice to me”

“Promise me you won’t go near him. Don’t fucking come here unless I’m with you.” I whisper. 

“Vaughn…I don’t want your fucking dad”

“We’re Valebrooks. It never matters what you want. It’s what we want. And we always take what we want.” 

“I’m pretty sure your father wouldn’t want his own son’s girlfriend” she says and I smile. 

“Girlfriend huh?” I say. Now lost in that single word instead of warning her about my father. 

“Oh shut up, you know what I meant”

“Yeah. I think I do know. Say it again” I say as I push against her and she sucks in a breath. 

“No” she huffs.

“Then call me sweetheart” I smile and she fights the own stretching her mouth and shakes her head. 

“You lost. You don’t get any prizes” 

“Wrong. I’ve got my prize” I say and kiss her mouth. 

“Tell me you’ll stay away from him and I’ll take you upstairs and let you punish me for losing by riding my face” 

She inhales and bites her lip. 

“What about the pool? The d-drowning me while you fuck me?” She asks and I grin. 

“You really want me to do that?” I cock a brow. 

“No” she says to quickly and I feel her cheeks heating in my palms. 

“Youre a little freak Celia” I grin. 

“Shut up” she glares at me. “I don’t want that”

“Yes you do” I tease her. She’s ashamed by it. Clearly. But she has no reason to be. 

“You want me to drown you sweetheart?” I whisper as I grab her neck and squeeze. “Make it so you can’t breathe while I use that pussy?”

She whimpers and shakes her head. 

“We’re done with the lying Celia, I can’t give you what you want if you aren’t honest with me” I whisper and then nudge her nose with mine. 

“Now, answer me truthfully, does my girl need me fuck her with her head underwater?” I smile and kiss her mouth. She nods. 

“Shit” I exhale. “I’ll do that for you Celia, anything my little freak wants” 

“Don’t call me that. Don’t make me feel sick” she frowns. 

“But you are sick baby, and it’s fucking hot and it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, I’ll give you any fucked yo fantasy you want” I kiss her nose. She scrunches it. 

“I’m gonna make you cry while I drown you Celia. And then I’ll hold you while you fall apart in the shame you get from how hard you cum on my cock” 

“That’s my favorite part you know…when you cry because of how much you’re ashamed to like your sex a bit too fucking rough and degrading” I groan and bite her lip. 

“Putting you back together afterward, I love that part” I whisper and she whimpers. 

“I’ll break you as much as you want. And I’ll always fucking hold you when we’re done, I’ll put you back together every fuckin time sweetheart, you don’t have to be ashamed , but if you are, I’ll make it all better” I say and she puts her hands on my chest. 

“Promise?” She asks and her lashes lift and she looks at me and my heart does that thing again that’s it’s never done until I met Celia. I nod. 

“Promise sweetheart” I say and she looks down. 

“Don’t …tell anyone that I’m…messed up” she says and I lift her chin. 

“You’re not messed up” I say. “What you want hurts no one , and it’s nobody’s business what gets you off. Just mine and yours. I’d never tell anyone even though it’s hot as hell and I really don’t know why you’re ashamed of what you want.” 

“Because it’s…messed up” she says and I shrug. 

“Maybe it is to others , everyone’s different Celia, there’s no shame in it with me , okay? I’ll never be judging you for it. You can ask me for anything. I’ll give it to you. Fuck, I’d do anything you fucking wanted sweetheart.” I say and kiss her nose. 

“How are you….such a…” she huffs. 

“A what?” I laugh softly. 

“Sweet asshole.” She says and I laugh louder and hold her face. 

“You think I’m sweet?” I ask with a smirk. 

She rolls her eyes. “A little bit. You have moments”

“Yeah? Do you like me being sweet to you?” I ask as I nudge her nose again. 

“Unfortunately , I like everything you do to me” 

I smile and she looks in my eyes. 

“I’m going to take you upstairs. Take your clothes off. And you’re going to watch me fill the bathtub. Then…I’m going to bend you over the edge and make you beg for me while I’ve got your pretty hair in my fist.” I groan and grab her hair and she moans. 

“I’ll make you scream for it Celia. But nobody will hear, because you’ll be screaming underwater sweetheart” I whisper and she bites her lip. 

“Your trust that I won’t kill you while I fuck you like that has me so fucking hard Celia” 

She gasps. I grin. 

“But that’s what turns you on right? Not just being helpless like earlier where you were tied up with your pretty little bra, but you enjoy that I could do whatever the fuck I want to you and there’s nothing you could do to stop me”

She nods and I groan. 

“And you trust me?” I whisper on her mouth and she nods. 

“Why sweetheart? Because you know I’m obsessed with you? And wouldn’t ever fucking ruin you beyond repair?” 

She moans and nods. “Yeah” she exhales and I groan as I kiss her hard and her arms lift around my neck. 

“Let’s get you a fun little fucked up bath sweetheart” I groan and she moans as I lift her up and carry her up the stairs and to my bedroom and kick the door shut and lock it.