Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

I cut her off mid-sentence by closing the distance between us and pulling her into my arms, cutting off her squeal of surprise with a kiss. Mel struggled for a few seconds, then melted into my body. Her lips parted, and her tongue met mine with an unmatched intensity. I could only imagine Mel’s feelings, especially after Emily’s revelation.

“Wait,” Mel said, breathing heavily. “Aren’t you spending tonight with Emily?”

“I am,” I said, pressing my forehead against Mel’s. I had gone over what I was going to say to Mel repeatedly in my head, and no matter how I worded it, I always felt like a jackass, even if it was a fabrication. “But… Emily still isn’t ready, and I know it’s a shitty thing to do, but I have a need that she can’t meet right now.”

“Nick… I Don’t–”

I pressed my lips against Mel’s once more to silence her. I purposefully let the length of my erection press between her thighs as I drew her body against me. Mel moaned into my mouth, and I felt her body vibrate with what I could only assume was intense arousal. I needed to keep her mind foggy until the right moment.

I felt a little bad, amping Mel up like this only to leave her with a massive case of lady blue-balls. Then I remembered every time she had done the same to me and felt a little better about it. I was also sure Emily wouldn’t let me go through with a plan that would actually upset her twin.

“Fuck it, I need you,” Mel growled. Then I lost all control of the situation.

Mel dropped to her knees, dragging my shorts and underwear down. My cock bounced free from its confines, the tip already dripping with my pre-cum. Mel expertly caught my tip between her lips and moaned instantly. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her tongue flicked and licked along the sensitive tip of my penis.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

My knees almost buckled at the sheer pleasure of her mouth and tongue, the suddenness of her actions catching me off guard completely. I leaned back against the door, slamming it shut as I rested my entire weight against it, pulling my cock from Mel’s delicious mouth.

“Not so fast,” Mel said, shuffling forward on her knees. “You’re pumping a load down my throat tonight.”

Mel’s words made my cock pulse and twitch, drawing forth a fresh stream of pre-cum which she eagerly lapped up. Her hands felt incredibly soft against my rock-hard shaft, and it felt like she had three tongues. After only a minute, my entire pelvic area was soaked with her saliva as Mel left no inch of my genitals untouched.

“Now fuck my mouth,” Mel said, staring into my eyes with her mouth opened wide. “Use it like you used that little whore Jen while my sister watched you.”

I moaned at the sudden image that flashed through my mind of fucking Jen senseless while Erica watched. I didn’t want to sleep with Jen anymore, but it was such an erotic memory that I was worried I’d blow my load just thinking about it.

“I’d let you fuck me while our sisters watched,” Mel continued, licking along the length of my shaft. “But only if I could watch you fuck them.”

I’d completely lost control of the moment, underestimating Mel’s ability to turn me the fuck on. My heart was hammering in my chest, and all I could hear was Mel’s seductive voice filling my mind with erotic images of her and our sisters in all manner of compromising pair-ups and scenarios.

Emily was waiting for me to return, and I knew what I needed to do, but I couldn’t form a coherent thought–let alone words. I should have known I wouldn’t be a match for my white-haired seductress of a sister. Mel had an iron will, and not even the Pope could resist her when she was in one of her moods.

Suddenly, a knock came at the bedroom door. The moment ended abruptly, like someone had yanked the power cable from the wall while I was mid-way through an epic, once-in-a-lifetime solo that I would never remember. I glanced down to see a look of worry on Mel’s beautiful face. Her lips parted a mere inch from my steel-pipe of a cock, her hand holding my shaft.

The doorhandle turned, and I felt the door push against my back. “Mel, are you awake?”

“Yeah, I’m awake,” Mel called out, her voice tinged with concern.

“Why is your door locked? I didn’t even know you had a lock,” Emily said, acting innocent. “Can I come in?”

“Uh, yeah, just hang on a second,” Mel said, shooting to her feet before ushering me away from the door.

“What do we do?” I asked, continuing with the ruse that Emily and I had concocted.

“The window,” Mel said, pointing to the bedroom window by her computer desk.

“I’m not climbing out a window,” I balked, chuckling inwardly.

“It’s fine. The side path is below, and there’s a small garden shed you can land on. I’ve done it heaps when I used to sneak out,” Mel explained.

“Yeah, but you weigh about as much as one of my legs,” I laughed. “That thing will crumble under my weight. Why don’t we just tell Emily? What’s the big deal?”

“Fine. Closet, now!” Mel ordered, shoving me towards her closet doors. They were mirrored and slid open, leaving only a small amount of room for me to hide among her dresses. “And pull your shorts up.”

I grinned as I turned my back on Mel and pulled my shorts up. She was even more rattled than I thought she’d be at being caught out by her twin sister. Okay… maybe we were being a little mean to her. I would have to make sure I made it up to her.

I heard the bedroom door swing open just as Mel slid the closet doors closed, eclipsing the room’s low light and leaving me in relative darkness. Mel’s perfumed scent drifted to my nose, and I couldn’t help but take one of her dresses in hand and inhale deeply. I wasn’t usually one to sniff at things–I always thought it was weird–but Mel’s scent was intoxicating, further encouraging my arousal as another spurt of pre-cum flowed from the tip of my penis.

“How did you lock your door?” Emily asked.

“It wasn’t locked. I guess it just got stuck,” Mel replied, sounding hesitant.

“Hmm, odd,” Emily said, sounding thoughtful. “Maybe you can get Nick to look at it tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that,” Mel said quickly.

“Speaking of Nick…” Emily started to say, then sighed heavily. “I’m worried I’m going too slow for him, and he’ll get bored of me.”

“He could never get bored of you, Em,” Mel said reassuringly. “I see the way he looks at you.”

“He looks at you the same way,” Emily replied. “And I see how you look at him. You know you don’t have to wait for me. I’ll understand.”

“I said I would, so I will,” Mel said confidently. “It’s not that big of a deal, Em.”

“But it is. This must be hard for you and really hard for Nick too. Especially without Erica here.”

“Why do you say that?” Mel asked.