Literotica Lover

Amanda and I sat in silence for the entire car ride home. I tried to make small talk with her a couple of times, but it was clear she was going through something right now, so I gave her some space. I couldn't imagine how she was feeling.

"Can you give me some time," Amanda said once we pulled into the driveway of the family home.

"Of course, take your time," I said, taking her hand in mine.

"You're the best," Amanda smiled and squeezed my hand.

We exited her car and headed for the front door. Amanda stopped before going in and glanced around before pulling me into a hug. We shared a soft, slow kiss that caused my heat to throb as hard as my cock was earlier. I needed this woman, and it was clear as day that she needed me. A little bit of waiting wouldn't hurt us.

"I'm not screwing you around," Amanda said. "I promise. I just need to get my head straight."

"I believe you. I'm not going anywhere," I smiled.

We shared another quick peck on the lips before heading inside. Naturally, I let her go first to stare at that magnificent ass. I suddenly remembered how amazing her tits felt, looked, and tasted, and I wondered just how incredible her ass would be when she was completely naked.

"Was it that good, was it?"

I jumped a little and turned to see Mel standing in the archway to the living room. Amanda had gone to the kitchen, and I only just realised I hadn't moved from the front door. I'd just been staring ta her ass like I was in a trance.

"I swear you have magic powers," I said, walking towards my silver-haired sibling. "Showing up out of nowhere like you do."

"I'd be glad to make something disappear later," Mel winked, reaching out to trail a hand across my dick.

"Not too sore still?" I asked with a raised brow.

"I am," Mel shrugged. "But I'm contemplating just going for it anyway, just to feel you inside me again."

"I wouldn't want to cause you any discomfort," I said, pulling on her hips.

Mel squealed as I pulled her hard against me.

"Pain can be fun," Mel grinned. "But I think I've hogged enough of you lately. I'm positive Erica is practically dripping for your man-meat by now."

"Don't I get to choose who I fuck?" I smirked.

"Oh, my sweet Nick," Mel said, placing a hand on my cheek. "No."

Mel slipped from my arms and gave me a wink before heading to the kitchen. I grinned as I watched her tight, little ass sway from side to side. It was probably a good thing I didn't get to play favourites.

I'd never get anything done trying to decide.

I followed Mel into the kitchen a few seconds later, intent on getting payback. That's when I heard the extra voices. Four girls around the same age as the twins were playing a board game at the dining table. Emily was among them. Next to her was a pretty, dark-haired slim girl with glasses and breasts that outdid Erica. Across from them sat a petite blonde and a cute, curvy redhead. Each of the girls was dressed casually in t-shirts and sweatpants. Drinks and snacks littered the table, creating a wholesome slumber party vibe. Mel sat beside her twin, giving me a pleasant smile.

"Hey, Nick," Emily waved. "Meet our friends Paige, Bethan, and Renee."

Emily motioned to each friend in turn, starting with the dark-haired girl with the glasses, then the redhead, and lastly, the blonde. The girls gave me varying degrees of hello before returning to their conversation.

"They're all boy-hating at the moment."

I turned my head to see Erica standing close behind me. I felt her hand on my ass and smiled as she subtly groped me.

"Guess I better make myself scarce," I chuckled.

"You better," Erica whispered. "I'll be up in ten minutes. I have some special in mind."

I smiled and glanced at the twins. Their eyes were locked onto me as their friend Bethan gestured vividly as she spoke. They knew exactly what was happening, even if I didn't.

Erica strode over to the group and took a seat at the head of the table. She joined the conversation effortlessly, and the other girls welcomed her like a celebrity. I realised it was the first time I had met girls who hadn't shown interest in me since arriving in Australia. It wasn't like I needed any more affections, but it was strange how quickly I had become accustomed to being the centre of attention.

I made my exit through the back door with another word from the gaggle of women and made my way around the pool and up the steep incline of the backyard to my little slice of heaven. The flat wasn't fancy in the slightest—especially considering the main house—but it was mine, and I had a lot of fond memories attached to this place already.

I unlocked the door and slipped inside, kicking the door closed and tossing my freshly purchased clothing onto the couch. I'd sort through that later...or never.

I made my way to the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge. I never actually bought any beers, but there always seemed to be a fresh six-pack whenever I ran out. That was most likely Erica's doing. Amanda kept the fridge stocked with basic supplies like eggs, milk, and some spreads for breakfast and lunch foods. Although I usually ate in the main house with the girls, it was nice to have a little self-sufficiency. Then I remembered that up until recently, this was actually Erica's little safe haven.

The busty, goth goddess had done a lot for me since I'd arrived, and while she hadn't been as openly accepting and warm as Amanda or Emily had been, she hadn't hesitated when it came to loving me. I admired the clarity of her decision. She may have messed with me early on, but I know now that she never intended not to follow through.

And now she was coming to me with something special, while I should be the one thinking of something special to show Erica how much I appreciated her.

I took a swig from my beer and headed for the bedroom, stripping my clothes off along the way. My cock was still partially erect from my time with Amanda earlier, and I really needed a release. I wondered for a moment whether I should rub one out quickly before Erica showed up so I could last longer. Then I remember how upset she might get if she knew I wasted a load.

It wasn't like she couldn't get me hard again in record time.

I placed my beer on my bedside table and headed into the small bathroom to take a quick shower. I'd get messy soon enough, but I wanted to rinse myself off before my busty goddess arrived. I washed and rinsed myself quickly and heard the door to my flat close just as I stepped out of the shower. Thoughts of my upcoming encounter kept my cock from softening, so I decided to forgo the towel and hoped it wasn't anyone outside the family.

I chuckled at that thought and how backward it was.

"Looks like you have something special for me, too," Erica said as I entered the bedroom.

I grinned at my raven-haired lover and let my eyes roam her body. Erica wore her customary black satin gown, tied tightly around her thin waist. The gown bulged across her chest, and struggled to keep her magnificent ass covered. Her long, sensual legs ran on for days, and the mere sight of them caused my cock to bounce with memories of how warm and soft her thighs felt.

Maybe I should have rubbed one out in the shower.

"I always have something for you," I winked.

"Aren't you sweet," Erica smiled. "But this something special is kind of for me too...and the others."

I raised an eyebrow in question, but Erica just winked and patted the bed. It was then I noticed a towel on the bed, with a razor and a small bowl of shaving cream.

"You're kidding, right?" I asked.

"Not at all," Erica giggled and took my hand, guiding me to the bed. "Trust me; it'll feel so fucking good."

"The others want this too?" I asked, a little concerned that the girls hadn't mentioned it sooner.

"They don't know what's going on," Erica grinned. "Plus, they don't have any frame of reference. You'll blow their minds even more than you already do, you big stud."

"You're just trying to butter me up," I smirked.

"Is it working?' Erica said with a cheeky smile.

"A little bit," I chuckled.

"Trust me, I've done this before, so there's no need to worry; I won't slip or anything," Erica assured me.

"With who?" I asked a little too quickly.

"Relax," Erica patted me on the cheek. "I'm not about to ask you about the girls you slept with before we met. I would appreciate the same courtesy."

"Sorry," I apologised. "I didn't mean."

"It's okay," Erica smiled. "Now sit."

I sat a little nervously on the edge of the bed, unsure what to do with my hands. I'd had a hand in shaving my junk as a teenager. A friend of mine said his girlfriend preferred it. I tried it, and it was pretty good, but it was such a difficult task, and I didn't know the best way to do it. I stopped after a few months, and none of the girls I'd been with seemed to mind.

"Lay back," Erica smiled.

I followed her instructions and lay back on the bed. It was then I noticed an incense smell in the room. It was the same incense that I'd seen in Erica's room. She used it a lot, and I began associating the smell with the sexy goddess.

Even the looming danger of a razer near my junk couldn't quell my rock-hard erection. Even with Mel's assistance earlier today, I was incredibly horny. Amanda and I had worked ourselves up quite a lot, and I wondered how she was feeling. I could tell she was going through something, and I partially felt bad for indulging in Erica so quickly. But she did say she needed some time.

All thoughts of Amanda fled my mind when I felt Erica's hands on my genitals. They were coated with a generous amount of warm shaving cream. Erica had clearly prepared well for this moment. The cream she applied was thick and warm, unlike the cold, canned stuff I usually bought. Erica gently worked it into my stiff tool with long, smooth strokes before applying more to my balls. The whole scenario was very erotic, and it was easy to forget why she was lathering me up.

"Now, just relax," Erica cooed softly. "I'll look after you."

I took a deep breath and let myself relax. It wasn't like Erica to damage her favourite toy after all.

My busty lover was true to her word. The first pass of the razer had me on edge simply because I wasn't controlling it. I lay still and held my breath, tensing my body. Erica spoke in hushed tones, reassuring me constantly as she worked and remarking how much she loved my cock. After the first few minutes, I was able to relax, and I started to enjoy her touch once more.

I started feeling the difference almost immediately. The air was cooler, and I somehow felt cleaner. I began to worry again as Erica began on my testicles, but it was clear she'd done this before.

"There we go, all done," Erica said delightedly. "A masterpiece."

"I've never heard anyone call it that before," I joked, sitting up for the first time since she started.

"You should compare it to some I've seen," Erica winked. "Definitely museum worthy."

I chuckled and glanced down at her handy work. My body was mostly hairless anyway, so there wasn't much man-scaping needed doing to make it look good. I felt far more sensitive, and I was pleased to see I did indeed look bigger.

"Go jump in the shower and wash yourself off," Erica ordered. "You can play with it later."

"Why don't you join me and play instead?" I smirked.

"Get. In. The. Shower," Erica commanded again, emphasising her words with a slap on my ass.

I chuckled and headed into the bathroom. I stopped for a moment to look in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised by the look. The others would probably love this, and that alone made me happy.

I jumped in the shower and quickly rinsed myself off for the second time in an hour. I was even quicker about it this time, knowing that Erica was waiting for me on the other side of the door. I had a feeling she'd planned something else for me; otherwise, she would have joined me in the shower. The fact that she had kept her robe on was another indication that she had something in the works.

My erection roared back to life at the possibilities.

I shut the water off and climbed out of the shower to dry off. Once I was satisfied, I tossed the towel across the small room and strode into my bedroom, my cock bobbing along with each step.

The curtains were drawn, and candles were arranged, giving my small room a warm glow. Erica stood by the foot of my bed, giving me a hungry smile. Erica pulled at the sash around her waist, untying it smoothly. It fell away, and my busty lover shimmied her shoulders as the silky garment fell away from her body to pool at her feet.

Erica stood before me in a purple, lacey set of lingerie. Her breasts were pushed together and lifted, but the material was so sheer I could see her nipples through the fabric. The bottoms were tiny, but straps wrapped around her thighs that connected to a piece around her waist. Matching stockings covered her long legs that attached to the straps around her thighs.

"You like?" Erica asked.

"Very much," I growled as my eyes roamed her body.

I took a step forward—intent on devouring her body immediately—but Erica raised a hand to my chest, stopping me.

"On the bed. Lay on your stomach," Erica smiled.

I could have overpowered Erica easily and took her right then and there. She would have loved it as much as I would, but I didn't. Erica had planned this, and I was happy to indulge her.

I moved over to the bed and lowered myself onto my stomach. It was a little awkward at first, but I positioned myself so that I was comfortable. The room was warm, and the glow from the candles filled me with a relaxing calm that contradicted heavily with how badly I needed a release. My fun with Mel earlier had been great, but after Amanda and I left things, I felt like I hadn't blown a load in over a week.

I felt Erica climb onto the bed and straddle my lower back. Her hands—slick with oil—pressed into the muscle of my back gently. Her fingers worked into my skin as her hands glided up my back, shoulders, and arms.

"You're so goddamn sexy," Erica whispered into my ear.

My cock throbbed as her breath reached my ear. Erica pressed her bare breasts against my back. Her nipples were hard as she dragged her slick breasts up and down my body. Erica shifted her weight, and I felt her hands work my ass cheeks. She massaged every inch of my body, even reaching between my legs to gently cup and caress my balls. The whole sensation was highly erotic, although I almost drifted off to sleep with how relaxed I felt. Even though my cock was threatening to rip a hole through the mattress.

"Turn onto your back," Erica said a moment later.

I spun around and raised myself on one elbow. Erica had ditched her top—as I had guessed—but I now saw her panties were gone too. The purple and gold leather garter belt still encircled her slim waist, connecting to the straps around her thighs. Erica's body was slick with oil as I caught her in the act of pouring more over her ample and impossibly perky breasts.

"You ready for the real show?" Erica grinned.

I nodded and leaned back, placing my hands behind my head. My cock was at full attention, laying against my stomach as if he, too, was enjoying the show and waiting for more. Erica climbed onto the bed and crawled along my body on her hands and knees. Her full, oily breasts slid along my thighs and over my erection. Erica pressed her body firmly against mine, creating a hot, slick sensation that stimulated nerves I didn't know I had.

I kept my hands behind my head and let Erica work. She used every inch of her body to massage my own. Her hands would trace lines over my muscles while her breasts pressed against my face, threatening to offer me the perfect death. I felt her hands on my crotch next, massaging my balls with one hand while stroking my shaft with the other. Our bodies glided against one another with zero friction.

"How can a man be so sexy," Erica cooed as she licked the tip of my penis.

I was ready to respond with a similar flattering comment about her, but her warm mouth reset my brain, and I lost my train of thought.

Erica took my erection into her mouth and straight down her throat. I let out a loud groan as I felt the entirety of my cock become encased in her warm, tight throat. Her tongue lapped at my balls as her nose pressed against the bare skin of my pelvis. Erica was right; this felt way better.

My busty lover pulled my cock from her throat, leaving a string of saliva connecting the tip of my penis to her full lips. Erica began massaging the length of my cock, working her saliva into my shaft.

"Mmm, that's so good," Erica licked her lips.

"You're so good at that," I replied.

"It's easy when you do what you love," Erica winked.

I sat up on my elbows to better view my lover. Erica worked my cock over without missing an inch; then, she enveloped my shaft with her magnificent melons. Then she pushed her breasts together, wrapping me in her embrace as she slid herself up and down my erection.

"Holy shit," I gasped.

The slickness of her skin and the softness of her ample breasts wrapped around me was almost too much, but then she sucked the tip of my penis into her mouth. My climax hit me like a freight train, and I spilled a torrent of seed directly into Erica's eager mouth. My lover let out a delighted squeal as the first bout of cream hit her tongue, and she locked her lips around the tip of my penis as I emptied the contents of my balls.

I reached out and gripped the back of Erica's head, taking a fistful of her hair into my hands as my hips bucked. No part of my cock was left wanting as whatever she couldn't fit in her mouth was still encased between her perfect breasts, which she still pushed together and massaged into my cock.

Erica truly was a pro when it came to multitasking.

After roughly a minute and a half had passed, I finally relaxed and released my hold on Erica's hair. I slumped back onto the bed while Erica kept sucking and licking my cock, keeping it rock hard even though I felt drained.

"Sorry, I should have warned you," I said breathlessly.

"Warn me for what? That I was about to have a great time?" Erica winked and ran her tongue along the underside of my cock.

A shiver shot through my body, and my cock pulsed as a fresh stream of pre-cum pulsated from the tip of my penis. It seemed my lover had plans for our afternoon.

My time with Mel and Emily over the weekend had been great, and the flirting and grinding with Amanda was unbelievable. But I hadn't quite had a fuck that could equal Erica with intensity. There was something primal that activated between us when we were together. I think it also had to do with Erica being more experienced than the twins, and she knew what she liked while Emily and Mel were still figuring themselves out.

I sat up and grasped the back of Erica's neck, pulling her into a deep kiss. Our tongues danced with primal aggression as Erica passionately ground her body against me. I leaned to the left, and Erica went with me as I rolled her into her back. Erica's legs parted for me, and I nestled between her thighs comfortably as we made out.

"I'm not going away without you again," Erica said breathlessly. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too," I whispered as I kissed along her collarbone.

"Oh, poor you. Having only two sisters to fuck while I was away...or was it three?" Erica smirked. "Amanda seemed...different."

I sat up and slid my hand between Erica's legs, easily finding her pussy. She was dripping wet, and I slid two fingers inside her with ease. Erica gasped and arched her back as I worked that special spot. "I think you need to focus on the here and now."

"Yeah...I do," Erica gasped and moaned. "Fuck the others."

I grinned and slid my fingers from her pussy. Erica pouted and wiggled her hips at me in protest. I grabbed her left leg and swung it over to rest on her other leg, moving her onto her side. In this position, Erica's bare, slick mound was in full display, as well as her tight little ass. I slapped her ass cheeks and pressed the tip of my penis against her pussy.

"Mmmmm fuck yes," Erica moaned. "Get that thing inside me now."

Erica grabbed her own ass cheek with one hand and spread herself for me. I grabbed her thigh with my right hand and her leather garter belt around her waist with my left as I slid into her. My growl of pleasure was echoed by Erica's as I bottomed out inside her pussy. In this position, there was nothing in my way, allowing me to get as deep as possible.

"Oh fuck!" Erica gasped. Her legs started shaking almost immediately, and I felt her pussy clamp down hard.

"Did you just cum?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Fuck yes, I did," Erica grinned. "I want seconds."

I pulled out nearly the entire way, leaving just the tip of my cock inside Erica, then I thrust into her hard. Erica let out a delighted squeal as our bodies slapped together, and she wiggled her hips as I buried myself deep.

My earlier orgasm had come hard and fast, so I knew I would have to work for this one. That just meant I could give my lover more time to orgasm, and I was just fine with that. I hooked Erica's leg under the knee and grabbed her leather garter tightly as I thrust hard. I pulled out relatively slow, only to slam back into her, slowly increasing speed with each thrust until I was non-stop ploughing her succulent pussy.

Erica's mouth was hanging out as she moaned and panted. Her words devolved into curses and pleading for me to fuck her harder and fill her up. I was sure that anyone within ten metres of my flat would hear the slap of our bodies, Erica's voice, or my bed creaking as it repeatedly slammed against the wall.

After ten or so minutes of intense fucking, I felt my climax rear its head and race over the finish line. I leaned forward and started slamming into Erica with short, hard thrusts.

"I'm cumming," I moaned loudly.

"Fuck yeah, baby, fill me up," Erica cooed as she stroked my chest.

With a loud growl of pleasure, I exploded inside Erica's warm pussy, painting the walls of her tunnel with my seed as I pushed as deep as possible. A whole minute must have passed before I realised I had finished, and I opened my eyes—not remembering I even closed them—to see Erica grinning at me.

"You have a great cum face," Erica giggled.

"I'm sure I do," I laughed.

I slid my cock from Erica and collapsed onto the bed beside her. I was still covered in oil—as was Erica—but the mattress was already soiled, so I didn't care.

We lay together for a few minutes, both of us catching our breath before Erica rolled into her side and snuggled up beside me. I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her naked body close to mine. For another ten minutes, we lay there in silence, simply enjoying the feel of one-another.

"So..." Erica said, tracing a finger along my stomach muscles. "You and Amanda?"

"None of your business," I chuckled.

"Bull shit, it isn't," Erica sat up and grinned at me. "She's my sister too, you know."

"That has got to be the most Alabama thing I've heard since coming here," I laughed.

"Coming from the guy that just fucked his sister," Erica quipped.

"You wanted to fuck me first," I replied.

"Yes, but you wanted to fuck Amanda before I even met you," Erica teased.

"Guess we're all a bit messed up," I laughed.

"Yeah, nothing new in this household," Erica agreed and snuggled into my chest. "I haven't forgotten about you and Manda, now spill."

I thought about the eldest of my siblings briefly as I traced a circle on Erica's hip with my finger. I don't know if I would ever become completely comfortable talking about another woman while with one of my girls, but it wasn't like there was anyone else I could talk to about it.

"She just needs some time," I said, leaving out the details. "Just take it easy on her, will you, for me?"

"Okay," Erica nodded and kissed my chest. "I guess I should be glad she's taking her time. That means I don't have to share you with her as much,"

"I thought you were okay with sharing," I asked.

"I am, but Manda wasn't very good at sharing when we were kids," Erica said. "So...I'm a little worried about how she'll act."

"Mel and Emily seem fine," I said.

"Emily and Mel are twins who love each other more than anyone could imagine. They're the real deal with twin-bond," Erica explained.

"Yet they're okay with you," I added.

"That's because I'm their older sister. They'll also be fine with Amanda when she joins the club, but Amanda is the eldest, and she met you first," Erica said. "I love her, but she has a history of being catty and jealous over men."

"What about Craig?" I asked. "She doesn't seem too jealous of him."

"That's because she has him," Erica said. "He was after another girl when they first met."

"What happened?"

A knock at my door sounded, followed by the door opening.

"Hey, you two, just a heads up. Dinner will be ready in fifteen," Emily called out. "See you down there."

I sat up in bed to the door closing and looked at the time. We'd been up here for nearly two hours. My room smelled of sex and massage oil, and I'd need to change my sheets before bed. I was beginning to think the girls ambushed me in my room so they didn't have to change their sheets so often.

"Wash my back for me?" Erica asked, bouncing to her feet.

"What about the front?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"If you're lucky," Erica winked.

My raven-haired lover spun around and sauntered to the adjoined bathroom, giving her hips an added sway for good measure. My cum dripped from her pussy and coated the inside of her juicy thighs.

"God, you have a great ass," I said, transfixed on her behind.

"Glad you like it," Erica grinned. "Maybe you can fuck it next time."