Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

I stopped on the step below Erica and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Our height difference was null-and-void as Erica stood on a higher step, affording me with a great vantage point to grab her magnificent ass with both hands. Erica let out a muted squeal and flashed me a huge grin.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Fucking hell, you make me so horny,” she giggled, delight dancing in her eyes.

“Feeling is mutual,” I winked. “But I better get going for now.”

“Okay,” Erica whispered. “I’ll be thinking about you.”

A short-but heated-kiss later, we parted ways, but I couldn’t help but stare at the swish of her robe as Erica ascended the stairs once more in a teasingly slow manner.

I was tenting my shorts quite obviously now, but I didn’t have time to sort anything out. Emily was waiting for me in the living room, and she had said she wanted to cuddle. Then there was Mel, who had decided that tormenting me sexually was her favourite past-time.

“Hey, you finally made it,” Emily smiled from her spot on the couch.

“Is Manda okay?” Mel asked, her head laying on her twin’s lap as she stretched out on the couch.

“Yeah. She just seemed a little tired,” I said. “I’m sure she’ll be fine in a few hours when she’s had some rest.”

“I’ll check on her later,” Emily said. “Now come watch some T. V.”

Emily, Mel, and I chilled out on the couch for the next hour, watching cartoons that made me question whether they were for children or not. It seemed the creators loved slipping in adult references whenever they could, and I was surprised no one picked up on it before airing the show.

“They’re meant for adults,” Emily said when I asked.

“You really haven’t spent much time watching T. V., have you?” Mel asked.

“Not really,” I shrugged. “I always had stuff to do, and the local channels back home weren’t that great.”

“Well, now you can watch anything,” Emily smiled, tossing me the remote.

Another hour passed, and the shifting of positions on the couch changed too. I was now seated between the girls-after Mel got up to get some popcorn-with Emily on my left, my arm wrapped around her, and Mel spread out across the couch, resting her head in my lap. I had calmed down from my encounter with Erica earlier, but that didn’t hold out when Mel started fucking with me.

I felt Mel’s hand on my thigh first. The touch was innocent enough, to begin with, but Mel obviously had her own plans. Her fingers trailed down my leg and over my knee before dancing all the way up my inner thigh. Mel’s hand-along with the feel of Emily pressed against my side-had the desired effect. My cock was slowly filling with blood, but it took longer than usual for my pal to rise and shine because of the seated position and Mel’s face.

But I guessed from Mel’s position, she felt the entire thing.

My white-haired sister had the side of her face resting on my lap, and I could feel my cock grow and press against her cheek. Mel wiggled a few times-as if getting comfortable-which urged my growing erection on. Once, when Emily wasn’t looking, I even saw Mel look up to me and yawn. The opening of her mouth right above the growing bulge in my shorts.

I was starting to learn how much Mel loved teasing the shit out of me.

“You guys look cosy,” Erica sauntered into the room in a pair of black denim shorts, fishnet stockings, and a modified band t-shirt with a swooping neckline that displayed her assets for all to see.

“It’s very relaxing,” Mel replied. “Join us?”

“Maybe later,” Erica smiled. “I don’t want to butt in on your time with Nick.”

Mel sat up and looked between Erica and me, giving me a big smile. Erica was letting Mel know that she knew about earlier. I wasn’t sure exactly what passed between Erica and Mel just then, but I had a feeling it was some silent agreement to share me. I was okay with it-as any man in my position would be-as long as they were. I’d just have to make sure I spread my affections evenly, especially with Emily in the picture too. She had enough of an image problem when it came to her siblings.

“I’m going out for a bit,” Erica said. “I’ll see you all at dinner tonight.”

“Have fun,” Emily said.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Mel giggled.

“See you tonight,” I replied.

Erica gave the three of us a wave and me a coy smile before sauntering out of the living room. The sway of her hips obviously added to make my flagpole of a dick even harder. If that was even possible.

“Well, I’ve been lying about long enough,” I said, stretching my arms over my head. “I need to get my blood pumping.”

“One sec,” Emily said, pulling her vibrating phone from her pocket and answering it.

“Blood pumping, hey?” Mel said, shifting her body, so her head was now resting on my stomach.

“Do you think of anything else?” I chuckled.

“Not when you’re around, I don’t,” Mel giggled.

“If you really want to know, I was thinking about having a dip in the pool,” I said.

“Not the most interesting way of getting you shirtless and wet, but it’s still entertaining,” Mel winked.

“You’re welcome to join me,” I said, running my hand up and down her back.

“Mmmm,” Mel purred. “Tempting, but I have stuff to do. Maybe Emily will join you?”

“Not sure Emily is ready for what I’ve got on my mind,” I replied, my hand drifting down to squeeze Mel’s perfect rump.

“Isn’t it my job to tease you?” Mel asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Just giving you a taste of your own medicine,” I smiled.

Mel’s eyes bore into mine as my hand rested on her ass. I could almost hear her heart beating as fast as my own, almost smell her arousal. Erica’s morning visit seemed to awaken something in me or break down the barrier to what was always there. I’d done it once, and I planned to do it again. I had permission from both of these sex goddesses and even encouragement.

I didn’t want to wait anymore.

“I’m heading out,” Emily said, stepping back into the living room. “Jen is having a crisis of some sort, and she needs me.”

“What’s her crisis? Her last selfie didn’t get as many likes as she’s used to?” Mel smirked.

“Probably something like that,” Emily sighed. “But she is my friend, so I better go be there for her.”

“She’s a shitty friend, Em,” Mel said, getting to her feet. “You always do so much for her, and she just shits all over you.”

“We’ve been best friends for years,” Emily replied. “I can’t just bail on her now.”

“Sure, you can,” Mel smiled.

“I love you,” Emily giggled. “But I’m still going.”

“I know you are,” Mel hugged her twin. “And that’s what makes you an amazing sister and friend.”

“Just like you,” Emily grinned and hugged Mel back. “Look after Nick while I’m gone and check in on Amanda for me.”

“Will do,” Mel said.

“I’ll help you with your bike,” I said, getting to my feet.

I followed Emily into the garage and helped her with her bike while she got the door. She didn’t need help wheeling her bike out-Emily was actually quite strong-but it was an excellent excuse to give us a moment of privacy. Mel and Erica might be okay with public displays of affection, but I knew Emily wouldn’t be.

“Thanks. But you didn’t need to help with that,” Emily said.

“I know,” I nodded. “But I wanted to do this.”

I wrapped my arms around Emily’s slender waist and pulled her against me. Our lips met with a slow urgency as our bodies pressed together. I took a firm grip on Emily’s hips as her fingers ran through my long hair to rest on my neck.

“That was intense,” Emily said breathlessly after a few minutes.

“Yeah. It was,” I nodded.

“Can I come up to your room again tonight?” Emily asked.

“If you want to,” I nodded. “I’d love to have you there.”

“Thanks,” Emily smiled and rested the side of her face against my chest. “I’m not sure when I’ll be ready for… you know.”

“You can take as long as you need or want,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “There is no rush.”

“Thank you,” Emily sighed contently.

A few minutes of silence passed as I held my youngest sister in my arms. My erection was still standing his ground, digging into Emily’s stomach. She must have felt it, but not once did she shift her body or object.

“I know about Mel and Erica,” Emily said quietly.

“I’m sorry,” I said, not really knowing what to say.

“You don’t need to apologise,” Emily smiled. “I love my sisters, and if being with you makes them happy, then I can’t be mad at you. Even if I am a little jealous.”

“I promise I’ll always have time for you, Em,” I replied, kissing her on the forehead.

“I know,” Emily nodded. “I don’t know what it is about you, but I feel I can believe and trust you completely.”

“I understand. It’s the same way I feel about you, all of you,” I replied.

“Even Amanda?”

The mere mention of the eldest of my sisters made my stomach flutter. Amanda was the girl of my dreams, and from the moment I saw her, I knew I loved her. She was the most distant of all of my sisters but also the most caring and genuine. I knew she felt the same way about me-and that’s why she was so distant after our first kiss-but she was obviously struggling with the ramifications of a sexual relationship with her own half-brother. Much like I had before I gave in.