Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

I wasn’t sure what she meant to begin with, but before long, I noticed a creamy substance oozing out from her pussy, squeezing past my shaft. It was the massive load I had deposited into her a few minutes earlier. Cum clung to the sides of my shaft, sliding in and out as I worked Erica’s pussy like a butter churn. Globs of cum stuck to the insides of Erica’s thighs, joining the party of her own juices that coated both our nether regions. We were truly making one hell of a mess.

“Let me on top,” Erica said, her eyes wild with lust.

I obeyed immediately, letting my cock slip free from her with a groan. It was one of the hardest things I had ever done in my life. I slid onto the bed on my back, just as Erica rolled to her knees and threw a leg over me like she was mounting a horse. Her breasts bounced into my vision, and I found myself entirely distracted by how perfect they were. That was until I felt my sibling and lover impale herself slowly on my shaft once again.

“It sucks not having you inside me,” Erica moaned, then bit her bottom lip as she gyrated her hips.

“I feel the same,” I gasped, grabbing a hip with one hand while groping one of her heavy breasts with the other.

Erica moaned as my hands massaged and roamed her body. I knew every inch of this goddess’s body by now, but each time was like I was exploring new and exciting territory. Everything about her excited me, from the cute dimples at the small of her back to her amazing juicy ass and long, toned legs. There wasn’t a part of her that didn’t excite and arouse me.

With my first climax done and dusted, Erica knew it would take some effort to reach my second. It was always the case, and most of the time, we just left it at the one. We did need sleep after all, and some of our more intense nights together had left the both of us a little wiped out.

I distinctly remember a day earlier this week when Erica had difficulty walking the morning after. We had decided it was a good idea to down a bottle of whiskey together and fuck the night away. It was fun, but both of us were a little worse for wear the following day.

This time though, Erica seemed determined to get more out of me.

Erica’s pussy pulsated and clenched at me in ways I hadn’t felt before, as if she was trying to milk every drop of seed from my balls. Her hips bucked and gyrated, keeping up a steady pace that would have given a belly dancer envy with how well controlled her hip movements were. I could do nothing but hang on and enjoy the ride.

“Are you ready, baby?” Erica asked with a coy smile.

“Ready for what?” I asked.

Erica replied by lifting herself nearly completely off my erection–keeping just the tip between her luscious pussy lips–and spinning herself around before dropping her hips, encasing my cock inside of her velvety tunnel once more. The manoeuvre was quick and efficient, leaving me stunned and more than impressed.

My lover wasted no time as she began working her hips up and down. Erica’s hands grasped my ankles as she leaned forward, giving me a fantastic view of her ass and my cock sliding in and out of her.

“Enjoying the view?” Erica asked, a little short of breath.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

I replied by slapping one of her cheeks hard, which caused her to gasp and giggle. I gave her other cheek a slap before settling for groping her juicy butt as Erica bounced on my cock enthusiastically.

“I definitely wasn’t ready for this,” I managed to groan out.

“Oh, that wasn’t what you needed to be ready for,” Erica said, shooting a devious smile over her shoulder.

Without breaking eye contact with me, Erica moved her hands up my thighs and started massaging my balls. She had stopped bouncing on my cock now, and I was fully rooted inside of her. The massage on my balls did feel good, but it wasn’t enough to finish me off. That was until Erica performed some sort of forbidden sorcery. Her fingers found a spot at the base of my scrotum, and along with her pussy squeezing and pulsing along my shaft, it sent me right over the fucking edge. It was like a sudden punch to the stomach, taking my breath away and shocking all of my senses. Before I knew what was happening, I was pouring a tidal wave of seed into her pussy.

A few minutes must have passed while I was in an almost vegetative state. My eyes were able to focus, and my brain rebooted. I looked down at my lover to see a satisfied look on her face as she licked my sperm off her fingers.

“What the fuck was that?” I asked, clearly exhausted.

“Just something a friend of mine told me to try,” Erica smiled.

“Remind me to thank your friend,” I laughed. “That was intense.”

“I’ll let her know tomorrow,” Erica winked.

I suddenly wished I was going on the trip with Erica and her friend. Maybe we could have sorted something out.

“Well. We’ve made a huge mess,” I said, finally taking in the aftermath of my second climax. My first load had been leaking out of Erica’s pussy while we were fucking, but the second seemed to fill her to the brim and pour out of her almost instantly. Thick globs of white pooled around the base of my cock, covering both our pelvis’ with a cum cocktail that I was sure would stain the very fabric of the room with how potent it was.

“Maybe burn these sheets?” Erica asked, sliding off my cock with a disappointed groan and draping herself along my body.

“Maybe the whole house,” I laughed, wrapping my arms around her and giving her a kiss.

“Come on. I’ll help you get cleaned up,” Erica said, kissing me back before climbing from the bed and offering me a hand.

“I guess I’m the sex cripple this time,” I laughed, taking her hand.

My legs did feel a little weak when I first stood up, but I was alright by the time I made it to the bathroom, well enough to give Erica’s juicy butt a firm grope that divulged into us making out against the wall while the water heated up. We could hardly keep our hands from each other as we showered, which was okay by me. I soaped up her naked body, paying extra special attention to her breasts, ass, and between her legs. Even drawing a short and quick orgasm from her with my hands alone.

Erica repaid the favour when it was my turn to get clean. Soaping up my chest, stomach, and ass before making extra sure my cock was clean. She worked shower gel into my rod with both hands, soaping up my balls before performing the same trick. It wasn’t as intense this time–since I was ready for it–but it had me painting her stomach with a load so large it looked like I had abstained from anything sexual for over a month.