Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

Early morning runs were a rarity back home. It was far colder in the mornings and a lot of my jobs had me starting at stupid-o-clock in the morning. But I always tried to get out for a quick run at every chance I could. There was no better way to wake yourself up and get ready for the day ahead.

I kept my route simple. I didn’t know my way around the area too well and I didn’t want to get lost. I hadn’t charged my phone again since yesterday, so I had left it at home. I wasn’t glued to my phone like my sisters seemed to be. But it would be embarrassing to get lost with no way of alerting them. The GPS would have been handy too.

I stuck to what looked like the main road once I left our neighbourhood-memorizing the street signs as I went-and kept up a decent pace. Before long I was sweating heavily as the morning sun rose higher and higher above the horizon. It was still early morning, but we had just entered the Australian summer and I could really feel the difference.

I jogged on for about an hour-slowing to a walk periodically-before I realized I was actually near the small shopping centre in the suburb. It wasn’t anything more than a supermarket, hairdresser and butcher with a few cafes, takeaways and specialty shops scattered about. And the gym. Lifting some weights might be a good way to get my mind off my supercharged libido and my desire to stick my dick in my sisters.

The gym was mostly empty-which was my preference-with only a few early-birds running on treadmills and working at the machines. I was plenty warmed up from my morning run, so I grabbed a bottle of water from the vending machine, a fresh towel from the ones supplied, and started some serious lifting.

Luckily, the tightness and pain in my muscles from my last session were mostly gone. Emily had done a great job with her massage, but I was still conscious about overdoing it again, so I stuck to working arms and a bit of legs. I never skipped a leg day, but I always went easier on my legs. Couldn’t run if you couldn’t feel your legs.

I spent about another forty minutes in the weight section as I lost myself in the repetition of the exercise. I was finally able to clear my mind of the whirlwind of emotions and feelings regarding my siblings. I knew I’d have to go home and confront them again-even though I wasn’t looking forward to it-but for now I was able to forget it.

“You’re here early.”

I had stopped to take a rest on one of the weight benches when I heard the familiar voice. I turned to see Sarah-the gym manager-smiling at me. She was dressed in a pair of blue and grey yoga pants and matching sports bra. Her tanned and toned stomach was at my eye level. Which was I taking full advantage of.

“Yeah. I went for a run and came here by accident,” I said, wiping sweat from my brow. “Figured I may as well get a work-out in.”

“And here I was thinking you came by to see me,” Sarah said with a wink.

“Sorry to disappoint,” I smirked. “But that doesn’t mean it’s not good to see you.”

“Better,” she grinned. “You all done for your session?”

“Yeah. I was just about to shower and then head back home,” I replied.

“Well… my place is across the road, and my shower is far better,” Sarah said, the glint in her eyes leaving no question as to her intentions.

“I guess I could always do with more cardio,” I chuckled. “Don’t you need to do your workout though?”

Sarah looked like she had just arrived. Her hair was nearly tied back, her skin was devoid of perspiration and her gym towel was still neatly folded.

“I was hoping you’d give me a hand with that too,” she smiled as her eyes roamed my body.

“Well. Lead the way.”

I had thought early on that I needed to get laid to get my sisters out of my system. That hadn’t seemed to work, but maybe I just needed to try more. Surely if I had a steady supply of sex, I could function around the house without wanting to ravish one of my siblings at any given moment. I didn’t know if it would work or not, but I was happy enough to perform this test. Sarah seemed like a more than willing partner. And I could always hit up Jen for a booty call.

I let my eyes feast on Sarah’s figure as I followed her out of the gym, barely noticing the short trip across the road to the town houses where she lived.

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Sarah lived in a small one-bedroom townhouse off the main road that passed by the small shopping district. The interior of her flat was neat, cosy and well looked after. The kitchen and living room were divided by a short kitchen counter. A sliding glass door led out onto a small balcony with a table and chair set up.

“Nice place,” I said, looking around the living room.

“It’s a shit hole.” Sarah shrugged. “But it’s mine.”

“My place is smaller,” I chuckled.

“Don’t you live in a big house with your sisters?” Sarah asked, cocking her head to the side.

“I do.” I nodded. “But I’m in the flat out back.”

“At least you have privacy.” she said.

“It’s a luxury in a house full of women.” I laughed.

“I can imagine.” Sarah laughed with me. “Bathroom is through that way.”

Sarah directed me to the single door at one end of the living room. Inside the small-green tiled-bathroom was a lowered section with a showerhead and a curtain for privacy, a toilet, and a simple basin and bench.

“Cosy,” I said.

“It does the job.” Sarah shrugged, then slapped me on the ass. “Now clean up, Stud.”

I smiled at Sarah’s forwardness and stripped out of my clothes without even closing the door. If she wanted to take a peek, who was I to deny her that? It wasn’t like she’d see anything she hadn’t seen before. Or wouldn’t see soon enough.

I scrubbed myself down as quickly as I could and dried off in a hurry. I knew what I was here for, so I didn’t even bother getting dressed again. I just wrapped the towel around my waist and sauntered out of the bathroom. To where Sarah was sitting on her couch, completely naked. The blonde, athletic goddess had positioned herself so that I couldn’t miss her when I came out of the bathroom. Her legs were parted as she rubbed at herself with one hand and toyed with her nipples with the other.

“I’ve done my warm-ups,” she winked.

I drank her naked body in for several seconds before I whipped my towel off and crossed the room. My dick guided me to her like it was made from iron, and Sarah’s pussy was a strong earth magnet.

“I was hoping we could have some more fun again soon,” Sarah giggled as I reached her.

“So was I,” I grinned, dropping to my knees before her.