Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

My zipper reached the end of its descent, and my erection begged to be set free. I was already hard enough to hammer screws by the time the bedroom door had finished opening, and having Erica so close only made my cock throb and leak pre-cum.

Erica’s face brushed close against the crotch of my pants, and I felt her hands over mine, at the waistband of my jeans. With her help, my jeans and underwear slide over my hips and down my legs, my cock bouncing free and almost smacking Erica in the face. I inhaled in anticipation, eyes closing out of habit as I waited for the warmth and softness of Erica’s mouth around the tip of my penis. Erica was so fond of my cock that she would often just work me with her lips, tongue, and throat until I filled her mouth.

Warm breath enveloped my erection from the base of my shaft to the tip of my penis. I could almost feel Erica’s slightly parted lips as she moved along my rod teasingly. Erica wasn’t usually one for teasing, but I had to say I was thoroughly enjoying the sensations. My cock was practically oozing in anticipation now.

Erica’s hands on my chest forced my eyes open. My gorgeous–incredibly naked sister–was kneeling on the bed in front of me, the palms of her hands pressed against my bare chest. My cock pointed down slightly, between her legs, as if it were telling me what it wanted for dinner.

“Hey,” Erica smiled as my eyes opened.

“Hey,” I smiled back, my hands finding the perfect resting place on her hips.

“I love you,” Erica said, leaning in closer. Her eyes smouldered with enough passion to burn any ordinary man. Or make him lose his load.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“I love you too,” I replied truthfully.

Our lips met with a gentle, soft kiss that transformed into one of passion as soon as our tongues joined the fold. Our bodies pressed tighter together, my cock slipping between her legs as Erica’s large breasts mashed against my chest. I pulled at her body, wanting more of her warm, hot flesh against my body than was entirely possible.

“You are so amazing,” I said breathlessly once our lips parted.

Erica moaned a wordless reply as I attacked her neck, kissing and nibbling the soft, sensitive flesh as my hands grasped her firm, juicy ass. I couldn’t get enough of this woman’s body. Every inch of her body and flesh was made for sin, and every atom of her body pulled at me to be with her. My cock pulsed between her legs, the wetness from her own arousal spurning me on, almost causing my very own climax without any penetration.

“I need you inside me,” Erica said finally, pulling away and crawling up the bed on her back. Her legs opened for me, welcoming me into their warmth.

I practically jumped onto the bed after her.

Erica’s legs closed around me, her soft thighs pressing against my hips as she took me into her. Our lips met once more, and I felt one of her delicate hands grasp at my shaft, guiding me to where I needed to be. Her hips were angled perfectly, and my rod was as lubricated from my own pre-cum as Erica’s pussy was from her own juices. I slid into her with an agonizingly slow thrust. We moaned in unison–our eyes never leaving each-others–as I hilted myself deep inside of Erica’s welcomingly warm tunnel.

“I’m never going to get tired of this,” Erica said breathlessly, almost as if she’d run a marathon already. Her chest was heaving with excitement, and her pupils were dilated.

I let myself press against her body as I started to slowly move my hips. I wanted to feel every inch of her skin against mine. I wanted to feel her heartbeat through her chest and experience every motion she made while I was inside her. I wrapped my arms behind her, pulling her tight against me. Erica responded in kind and encircled me with her arms. Then our lips met once more.

Usually, sex between Erica and myself was fast paced and rough. She loved being treated like a cheap whore, and I had to be honest; I loved treating her that way. It didn’t mean that we didn’t love each other. On the contrary, I believe it solidified our love and made those moments of cuddling and kissing in the early hours of the morning that much more special. At least between the two of us anyway.

But there were times for rough, primal sex and times to make love, and right now, we were making love. Our movements were deliberate and slow, matching one another’s rhythm perfectly. There was no rush, no hurry to reach the finish line. There was only the moment and the feeling of being connected in so many ways that I wished this act would never end. But before long–longer than I would think anyway–my slow-building climax would suddenly break free, and I would flood Erica’s pussy with a heavy flow of cum. But I didn’t stop there. I couldn’t. Erica would be going away for a weekend, and I needed as much of her as I could.

I kept pumping into her, even as my body instantly wanted to relax. My cock was still hard, so it only took a minute or two before my body started reacting the way I wanted it to. Erica had obviously felt me fill her up but said nothing when I continued pumping inside her.

I sat back after a few more minutes and took hold of Erica’s thighs, just behind the knees, as I slowly pumped in and out, in and out. I looked down her body to see a mixture of sweat glistening over her skin and noticed the same on my chest and stomach. The temperature in the room always increased rapidly whenever we were together.

“You are so perfect,” I said, admiring her naked body.

“As are you,” Erica said, her eyes smouldering with desire as she ran a hand up my stomach to clutch my chest. “Holy fuck, that is hot.”

I looked down to where we were still joined. My hips were still doing their thing–almost as if they had a mind of their own–but I watched along with Erica as my cock vanished inside of her like a magician performing a magic trick. I knew I was on the higher end of the scale when it came to cock sizes, but my sister took me like she was made for it.

“It’s coming out,” Erica gasped as a shiver ran through her body.