Forbidden Fantasies (Erotica)

She had been flirting with me or at least being suggestive towards me. It was actually quite irritating if I was honest with myself. Amanda had made the first move on me, then threw the brakes on. She had acted jealous about the others when she turned me down. She also came to my flat looking like dinner, dessert, and a snack all in one, knowing how I felt about her. And now these comments. Amanda was my perfect woman, but I could move on from her if it wasn’t going to happen.

But not if she didn’t let me move on.

“I’m gonna go practice,” I said, stacking the last of the dishes.

“Alright. I’m gonna go get some groceries later. Do you mind giving me a hand?” Amanda asked, a slightly sad look on her beautiful face.

“Yeah, just come get me when you’re ready to go,” I said. “Do you mind if I use one of your guitars?”

“No, not at all,” Amanda shook her head. “Have fun.”

I headed up to my flat after leaving the kitchen to throw on a t-shirt, my boots and grab my things before I snuck in a quick cigarette and headed back into the house. I had the USB that Craig had given me with the music I was supposed to learn, but I had no way of playing it. There was no sign of the girls, so I went upstairs to see if someone had a computer or laptop I could borrow. I knew Mel had a computer, so I knocked on her door first.

The door swung inward after a few seconds, and I was greeted by Mel in only a pair of black cotton shorts that rode low on her hips. I was literally stunned like a deer in headlights as I focused on her small, pert breasts and the bars pierced through her nipples.

“Eyes are up here,” Mel giggled.

“Sorry,” I chuckled. “I didn’t think you’d be so underdressed.”

“Pro-tip, I’m usually this underdressed when in my room,” Mel winked. “And you’re welcome to come in whenever you want.”

“Noted,” I laughed, then held up the USB drive. “But I was after a laptop or computer so I could listen to this music.”

“Boring,” Mel sighed dramatically. “But I’ll help since you’re my big brother, and I love you.”

Mel stepped away from her door and motioned for me to come in. I closed the door behind me and let my eyes wander over her mostly naked body. It wouldn’t take much effort to throw her down on her bed and have my way with her. Mel would love that, and we’d finally be able to enjoy each other in a way that we hadn’t been able to yet. But I was still hesitant to do so with the other girls in their rooms.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I had a feeling Mel would not be the quiet type.

“Here, you can use this. It’s a bit old, but it’ll do the job for what you need,” Mel said, handing me an old silver laptop with stickers of skulls covering most of the surface. “Or you can stay awhile, and we can have some actual fun.”

I took the laptop and fought against the urge to just give in. I wanted her, and she wanted me, but there was still that side of me that needed a bit more privacy than we had currently.

“Maybe later,” I winked, trying my best to be coy with her.

Mel bit her bottom lip and stepped closer to me, resting her hand against my crotch. “You know where to find me.”

I groaned at her touch and took a deep breath, ready to throw my plans for the day down the toilet and take her up on her offer. Would it be so bad to just fuck the day away with this little demon?

“Take these too,” Mel said, thrusting a pair of black headphones my way. “Now go on, off you get.”

Mel ushered me towards the door before I could protest and change my mind.

“I’ll just have to get myself off,” Mel said with a wink, then closed the door.

“What the fuck just happened,” I said to myself as I stared at the door. “Women are strange.”

Just as I started descending the stairs, the door to Erica’s room opened, and the buxom goddess strolled out with a dark-red towel wrapped around her sinful body.

“Coming to see me?” Erica asked with a coy smile.

“Actually, just borrowing a laptop from Mel,” I said.

Erica walked over to me and purposefully opened her towel to readjust it, giving me a frontal view of her glorious body.

“Well… don’t let me distract you,” she winked.

“Too late,” I chuckled.

“Good,” Erica grinned. “I can’t wait for tonight.”

“Neither can I,” I replied. “But we could sneak off and have some fun earlier if you want.”

“As much as I know I’d enjoy that,” Erica stepped closer to me. “I want to wait for tonight.”

“I’m all yours tonight, I promise,” I said, pulling her against me with one hand.

“And I’m all yours,” Erica gasped. “Anything you want.”

We kissed hungrily for a few moments, then I remembered where we were and gave her ass a quick squeeze before separating from the gorgeous woman.

“I’ll see you later,” I winked.

“I’ll be thinking about you while I’m all naked and wet in the shower,” Erica smiled coyly.

Once more, I was going into my day with a perpetual boner. Only this time, I knew I was going to work it off later tonight with Erica.

I spent the next couple of hours listening to each song recorded on the USB and playing along with them. The music wasn’t too difficult-although the recording quality wasn’t excellent-and it only took a few listens to each song before I was able to play along without stopping too often. The only issue I had was a lot of the songs sounded very similar, so I found myself having trouble differentiating them from one another. I started adding my own flair to the music once I become comfortable with a couple of the songs. Nothing too major, just enough to make it more enjoyable to play and make it my own. I wasn’t sure if they’d appreciate that, but If I was going to join their band, I wanted to add my own sound and style to what I played. If they didn’t like it, they could always find someone to copy and paste what they’ve already done.

“You’ve picked that up quickly.”

I looked up to see Amanda standing in the doorway to the garage. She was dressed in a tight pair of black jeans that would give a blind man an erection, with a black top that left a tantalizing sliver of her pale skin exposed across her stomach.

“Thanks,” I said, placing the guitar on the stand. “It isn’t too hard to follow along with. But I’ll still need to practice with the rest of them to make sure we’re tight.”

“I’ve messaged Craig to tell him you’re in and gave him your number so you guys can organize rehearsal,” Amanda said, leaning against the doorframe.

“Thanks, I guess I better keep my phone on me then,” I nodded.

I rarely kept track of where my phone was these days. I only had one back home for emergencies and when one of my employers needed to call me. My friends would often call me when they wanted to hang out, but I had it on silent more often than not, and it wasn’t even in the same room as me when I was home.

“You ready to head out?” Amanda asked.

“Yeah, I’m good to go.”

I tidied up and closed the laptop before heading outside and climbing into Amanda’s car. The ride to the small shopping mall was quiet and a little awkward, but the music Amanda had playing helped a little. Things were strange between the eldest of my sisters and me. We had started our relationship so strong, and I felt like I could talk to her about anything, but now I wasn’t sure what was happening between us. She flirted openly with me and often made moves for more but always backed off first. I’d be happy to keep our relationship platonic if that’s what she really wanted, but it was hard when she kept making advances and dropping hints. Did she want me to make the first move? What if I did, and I totally ruined everything.

Women were an enigma to me sometimes.

Once at the grocery store, I pushed the cart while Amanda walked ahead, tossing in things she needed. I was able to enjoy the view of her glorious backside from my spot behind the cart, but it wasn’t the same. I found myself getting increasingly irritated by Amanda and her frivolous attitude towards us. She knew how I felt about her but kept pushing me away. I respect her decision and try to keep it simple between us. But then she gives me one of those looks that makes my legs weak.

“Aren’t you two a gorgeous couple.”

I was in a bit of a daze as I pushed the cart behind Amanda and didn’t notice the short elderly woman ahead.

“Hello Mrs Sullivan,” Amanda greeted the woman. “This is Nick.”

“It’s lovely to meet you, Nick. But, please, call me Betty,” the elderly woman said pleasantly, then turned to Amanda. “He is very handsome. You must feel fortunate, my dear.”