Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

My heart stopped at the hurt in her voice. But I stood my ground. “I’m your older brother. I’m actually the eldest in the family. I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this.”

I waited several moments before being able to lift my eyes and look at the most innocent of my siblings. She was kneeling on the couch, her hands folded in her lap, hanging her head.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I understand,” she replied softly. “I’m sorry.”

Emily jumped to her feet and dashed for the front door. I thought I heard a muffled sob as she ripped the door open and darted out into the night. The screen door slammed shut behind her, and I was suddenly left feeling like I’d been given a back massage by a herd of cattle in a pasture full of shit.

“Fuck me,” I whispered to myself, then shut the TV off and headed for bed.

I must have been lying in bed for nearly an hour before I heard the front door open again. I started to wonder if maybe Emily had come back to yell at me for being an asshole, or maybe Amanda had come to change her mind. A lot of good that would do now that I’d just crushed Emily’s feelings. Then I remembered Erica.

The last place I wanted to be when the seductive vixen found me was lying in bed. I highly doubted I could control myself if she sauntered in here and climbed into bed with me. I quickly pulled a pair of shorts and a t-shirt on before making my way to the living room. What I saw made me wish I were still waiting in bed for my sister’s late-night visit.

Erica stood in my living room wearing a black crop-top that looked to be several sizes too small, and a tiny G-string that looped over her wide hips. Her thin waist, flat stomach and smooth legs looked incredibly enticing. But it was the subtle purse of her lips and smouldering look in her blue eyes that could make a eunuch hard. A small leather choker with a single silver ring encircled her flawlessly smooth throat and completed her minimalistic outfit.

I knew what I needed to do. But I wasn’t happy about it one bit.

“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” Erica said, sauntering over to me.

I stood in a trance as I watched her gracefully cross the short distance between us. One leg in-front of the other as her hips swayed with an exaggeration of her movements. Erica stopped less than a metre away from me and ran her hands up her thighs, over her hips and along her stomach until they reached her heavy breasts. She was quite obviously not wearing a bra, and I nearly burst a hole in my shorts when she gave her tits a firm squeeze.

“Erica…” I started to say, but she spoke over me.

“I bet your hands feel much better,” she cooed, running her hands along her body. “You can do whatever you want to me, Nick.”

I was fighting a losing battle with my own willpower. I was so horny that I just wanted to forget that this wet dream made flesh was related to me and spend the whole night exploring her body and fucking her senseless. I knew it would be amazing. Erica knew it too. But there would be consequences. Amanda had already planted the seed of doubt, and Emily had already been hurt by my refusal for something as simple as sharing a bed. It would be cruel to take Erica to bed after having done that to her.

“We can’t do this,” I said with a heavy sigh. “I’d like you to leave so I can get some sleep.”

The look of shock was plain on the gorgeous woman’s face. She had come up here expecting a night of mind-blowing sex-after earlier today, I couldn’t fault her for it-and now I was turning her away. This would make it the third time she’d come to me in the night, only to find me with another girl in my bed the first two times. I can’t imagine what she must be feeling right now.

“But…” she stammered. “Earlier you said. . .”

“I know what I said,” I closed my eyes, summoning the willpower to follow through. “But we can’t do this. I’m your brother. We shouldn’t have even toyed with the idea of sleeping together.”

There was a deafening stretch of silence as I waited for an outburst from Erica. She was easily the most outspoken of my siblings, and I was expecting her to yell, curse and maybe even throw something at me. She wasn’t accustomed to being rejected.

“I understand,” she said softly.

I had to process her reply for a moment before I fully registered what she had said. Her tone was quiet, and her words were dejected. I still had my eyes closed-not trusting myself to look at her right now-so I opened them slowly to see the once confident goddess of a woman standing with her arms crossed over her chest and her body drawn in. She was no longer displaying herself to me.

“Erica…” I started to say.

“No,” she snapped with a little of her venom. “Nick… just shut up.”

There were tears in her eyes now. She looked to have been holding them back, but she could only hold them for so long. The perfectly applied eyeliner now had small rivulets running down her cheeks, and I could see the hurt and rejection in her eyes.

“I didn’t know this meant so much to you,” I said, taking a step towards her.

“Because I’m just some dumb slut?” she snapped in reply.

“No,” I said, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“It doesn’t matter,” she shifted uncomfortably, but didn’t move away from my touch. “Guys only want me for one thing anyway. It’s just a strange feeling to be dumped before the sex.”

“I’m doing this before we make a mistake,” I said, not touching on the subject of how she usually dates and dumps guys. There may be more to that story. But it wasn’t important now.

“Would it be so bad?” she said, looking me in the eyes. “We could keep it a secret.”

“Could you imagine trying to keep something like that from the rest of the family?” I answered.

“I wouldn’t be able to,” Erica sighed heavily.

I pulled her into a hug, and her arms encircled my waist as she buried her face into my chest. I ignored the feel of her body against mine well enough-the mood really had been killed-and just focused on comforting my sister.

“Can I stay with you tonight?” she asked with a muffled voice.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” I replied, although it did sound nice.

“Let me get changed and it’ll be easier,” she said, wiping her cheeks.