Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

“Erica is every guy’s wet-dream when they think of big-titty goth girlfriends. She has the style, the body and the confidence to make herself stand out in any crowd. But I also get the feeling there is a deeper side to her that she keeps hidden from everyone.”

“Almost everyone,” Emily nodded.

That confirmed my suspicions about my lusty sibling. She was most likely using her body and confidence as a mask to cover something. What it was exactly, I didn’t know. But I made a mental note to learn more about it.

“You and Mel are also just as gorgeous in your own ways,” I continued. “I won’t lie, but Mel seemed like a bit of a bitch when we first met. She was so cold and distant, but I see that’s just her personality.

“She’s like that at first,” Emily added. “But she likes you, I know she does.”

“I get the feeling she does too,” I said. “She is thoughtful, smart, gorgeous and perceptive. I don’t think much happens that she doesn’t know about. I’m glad she isn’t a gossip.”

“She is great isn’t she,” Emily beamed a huge smile. “Keep going.”

I could tell my brunette sister was enjoying all the lovely things I was saying about our sisters, and it wasn’t a coincidence I left her for last. She was practically bouncing with anticipation at what I had to say about her. But I could also see a slightly worried look in her eyes. Almost as if what I said about her wouldn’t be as good as the others. This girl had some serious self-esteem issues caused by having three smoking hot sisters. Issues that weren’t their fault, but still issues. I was determined to prove to Emily how amazing she is.

“Last but not least we have you dear sister,” I smiled and took her hand in mine. “You are so full of energy and never fail to make me smile. I can tell you have the same effect on the others too, because even Erica’s bitchy attitude seems to be defused when you walk into a room.”

Emily grinned and squeezed my hand. “What else?”

“Well…” I said, drawing the word out. “You’re also incredibly gorgeous.”

Emily’s smile couldn’t have gotten any wider as she squeezed my hand with both of hers. She’d moved to sit crossed legged on the couch facing me, and I had to fight hard to keep my eyes from drifting down to the special place between her legs that was only hidden by her long t-shirt as it draped over her thighs.

“Thank you,” Emily grinned, then leaned forward and placed a kiss on my cheek. “I really needed to hear that.”

“That’s okay. Happy to help,” I chuckled. “I’m gonna get something to drink. You want anything?”

“Sure. I’ll take some water,” she replied.

I regretfully untangled my hand from hers and went to grab us something to drink. I had some beer in the fridge but settled for water. It was a bit late to start drinking now. One of my sisters-probably Amanda-had left some chilled water in the fridge. I opened a bottle and poured two glasses before heading back to Emily.

“Here you go,” I said, handing her a glass. “The finest water in all the land.”

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I placed my glass on the coffee table and took my seat beside her once more. Since I hadn’t had a workout in such a long time-and I’d overdone it a little at the gym-my muscles protested, causing me to groan softly as I sat down.

“Are you okay?” Emily asked.

“Yeah. I just overdid it at the gym today. It’s my own fault,” I said.

“Move forward,” Emily said.

I did as she instructed and moved to the edge of the couch cushion. Emily shuffled across the couch until she was behind me and began immediately working the muscles of my shoulders with her hands. I let out a moan of pleasure as she started kneading the knots in my shoulders, slowly working down my back.

“Wow,” I moaned. “You’re really good at that.”

“I’ve had a lot of practice with Erica. She will often work herself too hard and have sore muscles for days,” she replied.

I fought to keep the image of Emily rubbing her hands over her sister from my mind, but I failed. Luckily, I was seated in a way that she couldn’t see the bulge growing in my shorts. Although I wasn’t sure if the thought of my attractive sisters touching one another was what was getting me horny, or just Emily’s amazing hands.

“This will be easier if you’re lying down,” Emily said after a few minutes.

“Makes sense,” I agreed.

I stood up and waited for Emily to move off the couch so I could lay down, but she grabbed my hand as she got to her feet, pulling me towards the bedroom. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I could trust myself on a bed with my half-naked sister. Emily noticed my hesitation.

“Your bed will be more comfortable, and I won’t have to wake you up if you fall asleep,” she smiled. “Come on, it’ll be fine.”

It didn’t take long for my hesitation to vanish. She was right after all. The bed would be far more comfortable, and I could just pass out there once we were done. I’d just have lay on my stomach so my erection could stay hidden.

I let Emily lead me to the bedroom as I watched the swish of her long t-shirt as her hips moved. Her pale legs looked soft and warm, and I wanted to see the flawless, smooth skin of her back once more. Maybe I could convince her to let me give her a massage later. She had been to the gym today and might need it. Although I really didn’t trust myself to put my hands on any part of her exposed body.

Emily clicked the bedside lamp on and motioned for me to lay down on the bed. “Take your shirt off.”

“My shirt?” I asked.

“It’s easier to work knots out without it,” she smiled. “It isn’t like I haven’t seen you without a shirt on before.”

She was right once again. I’d been shirtless around the pool plenty and it didn’t feel awkward or sexual. But at those times, I wasn’t about to climb into bed with her as I was now.

I slipped my shirt over my head and tossed it to one side of the room. Next, I kicked my shoes and socks off before climbing onto the soft mattress and lying on my stomach. I took a moment to make myself comfortable, pulling a pillow under my arms and resting my chin on my hands. The mattress shifted under Emily’s weight as she climbed on the bed, and I was surprised when she straddled my legs. The exposed flesh of her inner thighs felt incredibly soft and warm against my legs.

“Just relax,” Emily said softly.

It took me a few minutes to completely relax under her hands, but the next twenty minutes passed by quickly as Emily massaged my shoulders and back with a mixture of gentle and firm actions that had me gasping and moaning. At some point she’d applied a small trace of massage oil to my back, and now her hands were working the slick substance across my muscles. It was so relaxing I nearly fell asleep, even with an overpowering erection.

“Do you feel better?” Emily asked.

Her mouth was beside my ear as she leaned over my body. Her shirt brushed against my naked back and sometime during the massage she’d moved from straddling my legs to straddling my waist. It felt like her thighs were burning into my oiled skin with their warmth, and I couldn’t help but imagine how her entire body would feel.

“Much better. Thank you,” I replied sleepily.

“You’re welcome,” she replied, although her words came in a breathy tone.

Her weight shifted, and then I felt her slip off my back and slid beside me. Our faces were inches apart and I could feel the warmth emanating from her figure as she lay touching me.

“Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?” she asked tentatively. “It’s okay if you don’t want me to.”

I smiled lazily and considered her request. It would be great to wake up next to this beauty in the morning, but would it be safe? Like many a guy in his early twenties, I got frequent erections during the night and in the morning. I also slept naked a lot of the time and had been known to slip out of my shorts during the night when I tried to sleep with clothes on. It wasn’t appropriate for us to share a bed, especially after that mind-blowing massage, but I wanted to and for once I was going to do what I wanted instead of what I should.

“I’d love that,” I smiled.

Emily grinned, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me on the cheek. “Thank you.”

It took us a few moments to get comfortable under the covers. Emily leaned over my mostly unconscious body to flick the bedside lamp off before pulling the thin blanket I’d been using over her and myself. I wanted to spoon my youngest sister, but I also wanted to be respectful to her. There would be no way I could hide my erection from her if we spooned, and I really didn’t want to make the situation uncomfortable. I was well aware of her feelings towards me-since I shared those feelings-but that didn’t mean I had to tempt fate. There was nothing wrong with two siblings sharing a bed. Nothing at all.