Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

“Oh shit,” I groaned. “I’m cumming.”

Sarah moaned in delight at my words, and I felt her fingers dig into my ass cheeks, pulling me hard against her and forcing my cock down her throat just as cum exploded from my tip. I gripped a fistful of her hair so tight I was sure it must be painful, but Sarah only moaned louder. A torrent of cum left my balls and shot through my pulsing dick to fill Sarah’s greedy stomach, and I collapsed against the door behind me as I sucked air in heavy breathes.

After about half a minute, my cock finally stopped pulsing and pumping cum into Sarah’s mouth. The blonde gym manager finally slipped my dick from her throat and began kissing, licking and sucking my tool.

“Goddamn you’re good at that,” I muttered.

“It’s nice to work with good tools,” she winked, then French kissed the tip of my dick.

“Oh, fuck that’s good,” I groaned.

Sarah cleaned my cock thoroughly for the next few minutes before climbing to her feet. She checked herself in the mirror, tidying her hair and washing her face before pulling her bra and top back on.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Nick. I hope we can have some more sessions together,” Sarah winked.

“You can count on it,” I smiled, stepping away from the door.

“I’ll let you get cleaned up. Your sisters are waiting in the reception area for you,” Sarah said, then gave my half-hard cock one last look before slipping out of the bathroom.

I grabbed the towel she brought in and locked the door again while I dried and dressed. Maybe now I could think around my sisters a little easier and keep myself in check. But did I want to? I wasn’t sure what the hell I wanted anymore.

I met my sisters by the front door to the gym where they were chatting to Sarah. The blonde fitness instructor gave me a sly smile before patting me on the butt as we all left, which Erica noticed and gave me a wink. Were all the women in this country like this? I hadn’t even been in the country for a week and I’d already fucked a girl the same night I met her, received a highly erotic blowjob in the gym bathroom, and had one of my sexy sisters pining after me while two others showed an intimate interest. If they were, I was going to have a great time.

We arrived home a short while later to an already prepared dinner. The scent of butter chicken wafted through the air and assaulted my nose as soon as I opened the front door, and I drifted into the kitchen, my mouth salivating. I was extremely hungry after the workout and intense orgasm I’d received from the very dutiful Sarah.

“That smells delicious,” I all but moaned.

My initial salivating was from the amazing aromas drifting through the house. But when I saw Amanda standing in the kitchen in nothing but a pair of modest panties and a form fitting band t-shirt, I nearly started drooling like an idiot. Her legs looked incredibly smooth and went on for days.

“Take a seat and I’ll serve you up a plate,” Amanda smiled as she spun around to face me.

Rather than argue that I could serve my own meals, I took a seat at the dining table beside a beaming Emily. She sat with her elbow resting on the table, and her chin resting on her hand. She looked to be only wearing a long black band t-shirt, but I guessed she was wearing underwear, and her hair was its usual messy mop, only she’d pulled it back into a ponytail. The effect made her look even cuter than normal.

“Have a good workout?” she smiled at me.

“Yeah it was great. It’s been awhile, so I’m probably gonna be sore tomorrow,” I replied.

“If you need a massage, let me know,” she replied.

“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer,” I grinned.

Amelia and Erica joined us a moment later, choosing to change before dinner. Erica was wearing a plain pair of grey sweatpants that rode low on her hips, and a black tank-top that barely concealed her heavy breasts. Her hair was freshly brushed but lacked the styled perfection I’d grown used to seeing. She still looked incredibly sexy as she was.

Mel looked to be wearing nothing but a long white t-shirt that hung down to her thighs, but I noticed a tiny pair of boy shorts when her cute little butt peaked out from under her shirt as she reached up to grab a glass off a high shelf. She’d pulled her pigtails out and tied her platinum blonde hair back into a ponytail that reached her cute behind. All four of my sisters looked ready for bed, and for once Erica was the most modestly dressed of the lot.

We ate dinner with comfortable conversation-mostly about what the girls were up to over the next week-and I ended up going back for seconds when I cleared my plate. I tried my best to keep my eyes off my sister’s bodies as they spoke, but I had horrible discipline.

“Earth to Nick.”

I looked up from my plate to see all four of my siblings looking at me with varying degrees of amusement on their beautiful faces. I faintly recall someone asking me a question and dug through my memory to see what it was.

“I haven’t really thought about what I could do for work,” I answered, hoping I heard the question right.

“What did you do back in England?” Mel asked.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Mostly labourer work, maintenance and janitorial,” I said.

“I thought you’d be pretty handy,” Erica smirked.

If anyone else noticed the meaning behind her words, they said nothing.

“I could see if there are any maintenance jobs going around the university,” Mel said.

“That would be great. Then we could see Nick when we have class,” Emily grinned.

“What are you two studying?” I asked.

I didn’t know either of them had enrolled in university. I actually hadn’t learnt what any of my sisters did for work, and I felt a little shitty at myself for not asking about such basic information.

“Music,” Emily said.

“Photography and visual arts,” Mel added.

Both weren’t career subjects to study, but if they were happy that’s all that mattered. I hadn’t even finished high school, so I wasn’t going to judge my sisters on their choice for extra education. At least they would have one.

“Did you go to university?” I asked Erica.

She snorted as she tried to suppress a laugh, and my other sisters barely suppressed their own. I looked from one to the other, wondering what the hell was so funny. Erica seemed like a smart girl.

“I didn’t even finish high school, dear brother,” Erica explained.

“She makes enough money without it,” Mel added.