Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

“Alright,” I nodded. “Let’s get dressed and head down for lunch.”

I slid across the bed towards Mel and wrapped an arm around her slender waist. The touch of her skin–especially with so much of it exposed–was enough to make my head spin, but I kept it relatively PG with a soft kiss to her lips. Mel’s cheeks reddened heavily from our kiss, and for the first time since I had met the platinum-haired beauty, she looked shy and embarrassed.

“That was nice,” I smiled.

“Yeah,” Mel smiled back. “We should do it again sometime.”

Mel gave me another quick peck on the lips before slipping off the bed and pulling her top on. She was still practically naked before me–and my cock was in party mode–so I waited a moment for her to leave the bedroom before I climbed to my feet. I needed a few minutes to cool my shit, but I had a feeling my weekend was going to be like this a lot.

I spent a few minutes searching Erica’s room for my clothes before I remembered I hadn’t worn anything but a pair of shorts into the house the night before. My erection was settling to a dull throb and wasn’t so noticeable through my shorts now, but it wouldn’t take long for him to jolt awake like a near-death patient hit with an adrenaline shot to the heart. I guess the girls would just have to deal with me being shirtless and potentially straining my shorts for now.

Mel was long gone when I surfaced from Erica’s room, so I decided to just head down to the Kitchen. Part of me was still in disbelief that I was able to share a bed with multiple women and not get in trouble for it, and as a result, my first instinct was to try and sneak outside and act like I was coming in from the backyard. I stopped myself, and instead, I just strode into the kitchen like it was any other day.

It was probably just safer to assume that the women in this house knew where I was and what–or who–I was doing at any given time.

Emily was standing at the short end of the kitchen island with her back to me, and I took a moment to admire her taut ass. Emily didn’t work out as often as her sisters, but she still had a body most men would sell their left nut to experience. Her choice of workout shorts really emphasised her juicy but firm behind as she leaned over the kitchen counter. The pale flesh of her soft thighs taunted me with memories of her warmth and scent as she straddled my face a few nights before. She had pulled so hard at my hair that night I was surprised I didn’t have a bald patch.

With her back to me, I saw a moment to give Emily a pleasant early morning surprise. I snuck up behind my messy-haired sister on bare feet, careful not to draw any attention to myself. I noticed when I drew a little closer that she was on her phone and had earbuds in. I grinned to myself and stood behind Emily for a moment, drinking in the feeling of her body being so close.

Emily turned before I could wrap my arms around her, though, in turn, ruining my surprise for her. But a look of shock crossed her face, and she jumped a little at me being so close. I act quickly, placing one hand on her hip to draw her to me and cupping her face with the other. I pulled her into a passionate kiss that melded our bodies together.

Emily’s initial surprised yelp turned into a long, low moan as she wrapped her arms around my neck and returned the kiss.

“Well, that was unexpected,” Emily grinned, breathing heavily.

“Just a normal good morning to one of my favourite girls,” I smiled.

“Nothing about this is normal,” Emily laughed softly. “But I’ll take as much as you’re giving.”

Our lips met again, and for the second time this morning, I was at threat of derailing my entire day. I actually didn’t have any plans–and could easily fuck the day away–but I was looking forward to doing something with either or both of the twins.

“Can’t you two keep your hands off each other for two minutes?”

Emily and I jumped apart like someone had sprayed us with a hose. We were both new enough to this that our initial reaction to someone catching us kissing was flight. Even if it was in our own house, and that person was a sister that encouraged our relationship.

“You scared the shit out of me,” Emily said, playfully glaring at her twin.

“As much as I enjoy watching, I’m hungry,” Mel smiled innocently.

“Alright,” I nodded. “Let’s eat.”

Thankfully, Mel had donned a little more clothing since she had woken me up. The white sweatpants covered more of her than I would have liked, but they rode low on her hips, which seemed to kick from side to side with each step she took. And her black tank-top hugged her small breasts and midsection tightly, technically covering everything while still leaving little to the imagination.

“What are your plans for today?” I asked the twins.

“I was thinking we could go do some busking,” Emily grinned. “There’s a spot I like to sit and play my acoustic guitar when the weather is nice.”

“Sounds fun,” I smiled.

A day spent with Emily sounded like a nice change from the rinse and repeat of work, home, sex. I wasn’t going to complain about living with these gorgeous women, but something normal would be good. But I also needed to make sure I wasn’t bailing on Mel.

“What about you?” I asked the white-haired beauty.

“All day stream,” she said. “A few friends of mine roped me into it.”

“Stream? Like webcam?” I asked.

“Not like that,” Emily giggled.

“That’s Erica’s domain,” Mel laughed.

Suddenly the laptop set up at the end of Erica’s bed made a lot more sense. Along with the lighting stands. I just thought she borrowed them from Mel since she was the photographer. This would explain what Erica did for money–and why the girls were all amused by my question on the first day. With how spectacular Erica always looked–her hair, makeup, and grooming were always top-tier–I could totally see her posing for sexy photos or entertaining men online. Strangely, I wasn’t bothered by her choice of money-making. If I was being honest with myself, I was actually a little turned on.

“That doesn’t bother you, does it?” Mel asked, her head cocked to one side like a curious animal.

“No, actually,” I smirked. “Not at all. Which is strange.”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Why strange?” Emily asked.

“Well… before moving here and meeting you four, I had dated a few women. I wasn’t what you would call a jealous partner, but this sort of thing definitely would have bothered me,” I explained.

“Maybe you just weren’t confident in your choice of partner as you are now?” Mel said thoughtfully. “Maybe you feel so comfortable and trusting of Erica that there is no need to feel jealous because you know she will always love you?”

“That could be it,” I said, thinking about my feelings towards the gorgeous temptress.

“What about, Emily?” Mel asked, gaining a look from her sister.

“What about her?” I asked.

“Think about her showing her body to strange men online,” Mel said, causing Emily’s eyes to widen.