Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

Emily pulled me into a hug, burying her face into my chest. I looked around to make sure we were alone, which we weren’t, and decided a hug would be fine. I hugged my sister back and let out a soft groan as Emily squeezed the life out of me.

“I am so sorry for you, Nick,” Emily said, her voice muffled. “I can’t even begin to imagine how hard it has been for you.”

“It’s okay,” I said, stroking her wavy hair softly. “It’s not like life has been a picnic for you and the others either.”

Emily lifted her face out of my chest and looked up at me with her dazzling green eyes. “We had each other our whole lives.”

“And now I have you all,” I smiled. “And you have me.”

I had never wanted to kiss someone as badly as I wanted to kiss Emily right now. The way her lips parted invitingly, the look from her eyes, and the feel of her body were near enough to make me throw caution to the wind.

But I didn’t.

“We should probably head home,” I said, once again thinking on what Emily had meant about tonight.

Emily nodded, then leaned into me just enough to brush her lips against my ear. The touch sent shivers through my body and was highly risque, but I couldn’t have told her to stop even if I wanted her to.

Emily’s breath touched my ears, and the following words almost didn’t register.

“I want you tonight.”

Emily’s words bounced around inside my skull for the entire car trip home. Darren had thanked and paid us for the short session we had played, and then we were on the road. I hadn’t really said anything to Emily since she had confessed to what she meant by ‘tonight.’ I didn’t need to say anything; by the reddening of her cheeks every time I looked at her, she knew exactly what was going through my mind.

Or close enough.

I had resigned myself to waiting for Emily, and I had no issues with the wait. We still had fun, and it wasn’t like I was sleeping with blue balls each night, but finally hearing those words from her was making me as impatient as a sixteen-year-old who just found out he’d get to see his first pair of boobs that night.

I was so distracted that I almost didn’t notice the new car sitting in the driveway. A car that signalled the house had a visitor.

“That’s Jen’s car,” Emily said, pulling up beside it.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Wonder what she’s after,” I said out loud. I had slept with Jen on my second night here after the girls threw a party for me. Jen was smoking hot with a body that would make a eunuch hard. The sex had been great–although that could have been the visual stimuli of watching a naked Erica get herself off–but she came across as narcissistic and vain. Definitely not someone I would see regularly.

“I know,” Emily said. “Do you mind giving me some space with Jen for a bit?”

“Yeah, sure thing,” I nodded. “Is something wrong?”

“Nothing you can help with,” Emily smiled. “But thank you for being amazing.”

Emily glanced around quickly before leaning across the centre console and giving me a quick, heated kiss.

“You’re more than welcome with kisses like those,” I chuckled. “I’ll put the guitars away. You go see what Jen needs.”

“You’re the best,” Emily smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I smiled back.

I watched Emily walk the path to the front door–my eyes glued to the sway of her hips–and gave my wavy-haired sister a wink when she looked back. Emily beamed a smile that outshone the sun on the brightest day before darting inside. I stood there for a few seconds as I imagined tonight with her.

“Why did Jen have to show up at this moment,” I sighed, grabbing the guitar cases from the back seat. “It’s like there is a god, and his goal is to cock block me with the twins at every chance.”

I stored the guitars away where they belonged and poked my head into the living room. Emily sat on the couch facing Jen, who had her back to me. Emily was holding Jen’s hands in her own. The two were speaking too softly for me to overhear anything. Not that I was trying to eavesdrop.

Emily looked up almost immediately, shooting me a small smile, but didn’t say anything. I was curious about the issue with Jen and why she had seemed like such a different person at our last encounter. Or maybe she had just been different the night I met her? I didn’t have much experience to draw from when it came to the gorgeous, raven-haired woman.

I made myself scarce before Jen turned around. This gave me an excellent opportunity to check in on Mel since I’d most likely be distracted with Emily all night. Mel did mention something about no pants earlier, which was totally fine by me. Mel and I had some bad luck when it came to sex, constantly being interrupted at the worst possible times, but this time I’d have to keep a firm hold on myself.

I wanted to give everything I could to Emily tonight, and it wouldn’t be fair to wear myself out on her sister beforehand. With the amount of sexual tension in the air between Mel and me, I knew that once that dam broke, there was no fixing it.

I had enjoyed fucking Erica and exploring Emily’s body over the last week and a bit, but with Mel, it was different. We had fooled around time and time again, only to be interrupted. Not once had either of us reached any climax with the other. At least with Emily, I went to sleep satisfied each night. Fooling around with Mel only led to blue balls.

I stopped in front of Mel’s closed door, wondering if this was such a good idea. Would we finally crack this time? There wasn’t really much to distract or get in between us this time. I had no idea how long Jen was visiting for, but I didn’t expect her to leave anytime soon, and Erica and Amanda were out. This could finally be the moment I get the sexy little minx alone long enough to enjoy.

“I can’t,” I said to myself, taking a deep breath to steel myself. “I need to think about Emily for now.”

I nodded to myself with a level of conviction I didn’t know I had. I was going to refuse Mel if she tried anything. Politely, of course. Today and tonight were for Emily, and tomorrow I would spend some time with Mel.

I knocked on Mel’s door and waited a moment before trying the handle. The door swung inward before my fingers touched the handle.

“Hey, handsome,” Mel smiled.

“Hey,” I replied sheepishly.

Mel was true to her word about no pants. She wore a black singlet with a long-sleeve fishnet top and modest black panties that hugged her cute butt. Long, black, and white striped socks were pulled up to her mid-thigh, and her hair was pulled back in a casual ponytail. Everything about her outfit screamed comfortable and relaxed, but it also roared at me to take this woman and claim her as mine. Her pale flesh spoke promises of being soft to touch and smooth as silk. Her full lips begged to be kissed, and her slightly protruding hips may as well have had signs reading, ‘hold here and hang on.’

“Coming to hide from Jen?” Mel asked, cocking her head to one side.

“Something like that,” I chuckled, regaining my brainpower finally. “They didn’t look like they wanted any intrusions.”

“I’m sure Jen wouldn’t mind,” Mel shrugged. “Just wave your dick around in front of her, and she’ll forget any issues.”

“Would that work for you?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Whip it out and let’s find out,” Mel smirked, her eyes blazing with the challenge.