Lust at First Sight Bk. 02 Pt. 02

Chapter 6

I found the scenario of dressing with a very naked--post-coital--Emily still lounging on my bed odd, to say the least. I never thought I would be in a situation where I was skipping out on such a gorgeous woman just after we'd just had sex for the first time, especially when it was to mess with her twin sister in the middle of the night.

"She's gonna be so mad," Emily giggled.

Emily's usual chestnut mane was particularly messy after our short romp together. Her smile seemed brighter, and all the shyness seemed to have melted away from her since the first time she bared her body to me. Now she lay on her side. Her naked body displayed to me like she had been doing it for years.

"I'm blaming you when she finds out," I said, pulling a sleeveless T-shirt over my head.

"Don't you dare!" Emily replied. "It was your idea!"

"But you're the one who encouraged me," I smiled and climbed onto the bed to give Emily a kiss.

I embraced Emily's naked body as our tongues met with a happy reunion. My clothing created an annoying barrier between our bodies that I wanted to be rid of immediately. No words could describe the feeling of Emily's naked flesh against mine, especially while I was inside her. It was a unique sensation, only shared by her sister, Erica. Not for the first time, I wondered if sex with each of my sisters would create the same intoxicating feeling.

"You should probably go before I make you stay," Emily smiled, planting kisses along my jawline.

"I'll be quick," I smiled, giving her one last lingering kiss.

I reluctantly parted ways with the beautiful brunette but hung by the door to my bedroom as I committed every curve of her body to memory as if I were leaving to sail across the ocean and wouldn't return for months. I was already completely smitten with Emily.

After leaving my flat, I smoked a cigarette quickly--as was my custom after sex these days--and headed down to the main house. It wasn't too late, but the entire house was in darkness except for Mel's bedroom light on the second floor. Thankfully there wasn't much cloud cover, and the nearly full moon granted me more than enough light to pick my way across the backyard and into the house without fear of stumbling into the pool.

As usual, the back door was unlocked, and I let myself in silently. The kitchen was soaked in darkness, but I was able to make my way around the large dining table and island counter without banging into anything. Suddenly, a light by the stairs flicked on, and I heard footsteps descending. There was no one else in the house apart from Mel, and I suspected she was coming down to get something to eat or a drink.

Without thinking about it, I darted into the living room quietly and waited for my petite sibling to pass. I had no idea why I was hiding since the entire reason I was here was to see her, but I just felt like it was a good idea to wait. Sure enough, a few seconds later, I heard Mel speaking as if she were having a conversation with someone on the phone. I really didn't want to eavesdrop on Mel's private conversation, so I moved further into the living room as I planned to circle around behind Mel and sneak up to her room. I was eager to see the look on her face when she returned to find me in her bedroom.

Part of me worried for a second that she might lose her shit at the invasion of privacy, but then I grinned as I remembered exactly who I was dealing with.

"Nah, not anymore. I'm kind of seeing someone already."

Mel's words glued my feet in place, even as I tried my hardest to avoid listening in. Was she talking about me? Who was she talking to?

Mel continued her conversation as she entered the kitchen, pausing as someone on the other end seemed to ask more questions. "No, you don't know who he is...He is very handsome...We haven't slept together yet, but he has a nice big cock."

I gave myself an internal high-five at Mel's last sentence and couldn't help but grin like a fool. Even if I knew I was bigger than average, it was never not a good day when a beautiful woman complimented me on the size of my penis.

I left Mel to her conversation before I could inadvertently hear more and ascended the stairs quietly. Mel's door was open, displaying a sliver of purple-coloured light in the otherwise pitch-black hallway. I pushed her door open gently and stepped into the neon-lit bedroom that I at first would never have associated with the petite goth girl. Whenever I saw a plush bunny, unicorn, or Japanese anime character, I thought of the white-haired beauty who'd stolen my heart.

Soft footsteps caught my attention, and I heard Mel's voice again as she ascended the steps. Then I noticed the computer desk against one wall. The machine was powered on, and the flashing red, green, and blue lights bathed the immediate area in a rainbow hue that mixed with the pink LED lamps that gave the room a low-light feel. Then it hit me.

Mel hadn't been on a phone call. Instead, she had probably been talking to a friend or some friends on her computer. I hadn't spent any time watching video game streamers--there was always work to do--but I knew enough about the culture and started to worry I was standing in the background of her webcam. That would look more than a little creepy to anyone watching, especially if it were her friends.

The bedroom door pushed open suddenly, and I turned to face Mel. My sibling looked at me with wide eyes and an open mouth. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun on the top of her head, rather than her usual pigtails or flowing mane. She wore little makeup, and the black around her eyes looked smudged as if she'd only half-assed removing it. Her black spaghetti string top barely covered her torso, leaving her smooth stomach bare. The imprint of her nipples against the sheer fabric told me she wasn't wearing a bra--not that she often did--and her red cotton shorts looked so soft and warm as hugged her hips and butt snuggly and matched her red and black striped knee-high socks perfectly.

I would have bet all the money in my bank account that Mel had a striped pair of socks in every colour for any occasion and outfit.

"I gotta go," Mel said without breaking eye contact with me. Then my petite sibling flicked a button on her hot-pink, cat-eared headset and slid it off to rest around her neck. "What are you doing here, Nick?"

"We on camera?" I asked, nodding to her computer.

"No," Mel shook her head. "It doesn't face--. "

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.

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.

"Well...Nick and I have only fooled around a little bit. I've told you that," Emily said, pausing before speaking again. "And that's always fantastic, and I believe he enjoys himself with me, but it isn't sex. Usually, Nick would spend a few nights a week with Erica, and they have sex. I guess I just don't want to leave him wanting more than I am able or willing to give him right now. Then I feel selfish for keeping him from you too."

"Em, don't feel selfish. I made this choice, not you," Mel replied with conviction and assurance for her twin. "Go at your own pace. You know Nick will respect that and still enjoy spending time with you. You're worth the wait."

There was a long silence, so I slid the closet door open just a touch. I knew it was unrealistic to expect to see my twin siblings making out of even undressing on the bed, but my man brain held out a little hope. Instead, Emily and Mel hugged as they sat on the edge of Mel's plush bed.

"Do you think he is worth the wait?" Emily asked Mel as they separated.

"You tell me, you're the one sucking his dick each night," Mel grinned. "How's his cum taste?"

Emily's cheeks flushed red, and she giggled. "Pretty damn good."

"I look forward to it," Mel sighed, glancing in my direction. I was sure she knew I was watching. "Where is Nick, by the way?"

"He said he was going out for a smoke and a walk," Emily replied casually. "I was going to go with him, but I wanted to come and talk to you."

"Well, you better get back before he does," Mel replied.

Emily nodded and leaned in, hugging her sister again. "Thanks for being there for me."

"Anytime," Mel said, then kissed Emily straight on the lips. It was quick but obvious, taking Emily by surprise. She covered her shock quickly and added another kiss to Mel's cheek.

"Goodnight," Emily said.

"Sleep tight," Mel replied.

"Did you enjoy that?"

I slid the door opened and studied Mel. She was still kneeling on her bed. Her cotton shorts only vaguely covered her small, pert ass, and her long socks had slid down her smooth legs invitingly. My dick was still raging and ready for a trip to bone town, but I knew it couldn't be with Mel right now.

That didn't mean I couldn't fuck with her some more.

"I think I'd enjoy it better if I were between you two," I grinned, crossing the room to climb onto Mel's bed. The mattress was impossibly soft yet firm, and the covers were thick and fluffy. The thought of sharing the bed with my platinum-haired sister for the night made my cock bounce in frustration.

"Maybe that could be arranged someday," Mel said, breathing heavily as her eyes locked onto mine. "But...I need to get some sleep tonight."

"Are you sure," I whispered, leaning in close enough to brush my lips across hers. I rubbed her bare thigh, squeezing the soft flesh hard enough to draw a moan from Mel's lips. "I'm sure we'd both sleep better if I stayed."

"I don't doubt it," Mel replied, barely hiding a gasp as my lips met her neck. "But it's already late, and Emily is expecting you."

Mel's firmness had returned, and as much as I knew this was killing her, she wouldn't let anything go past this point. We hadn't planned for Emily to show up at Mel's room, but it had worked out perfectly.

"I understand," I smiled. "See you for breakfast?"

"It's a date," Mel returned my smile. "I'll even let you cook."

I left Mel's room about twenty minutes later when we finally broke away from each other. There were a few moments where I thought Mel was about to tear my clothes off and have her way with me or me with her. In the end, it was my sibling who'd called it quits on our passionate make-out session.

Once outside Mel's room, I started to feel a bit of remorse. Mel was obviously doing something for her sister--even though it was all her idea--and here I was, leading her on and teasing her when this could be a night of mind-blowing sex. But then I remembered how often she'd tormented me, and I didn't feel so bad about it. I figured we were even now--and if not--I'd be more than happy to make it up to her.

But right now, I had an almost painful erection and another devious sister to use it on.

I made my way downstairs and towards the kitchen, expecting Emily to either be waiting by the back door or even at my flat. I hadn't expected the ambush as I passed the archway into the living room.

Emily came out of nowhere and jumped into my arms. I barely had enough time to catch her before her legs wrapped around my waist, and her lips met mine. I grabbed her around the waist before shifting my hands to her glorious behind, only then realising that Emily was completely naked.

"I was worried you'd decided to stay with Mel all night," Emily said, her voice low and breathing heavy. "I was just about to come join you."

"I almost did," I replied, pushing her back against the wall to hold her up while I kissed down her neck and across her breasts. "You girls can be very hard to ignore."

"Family trait," Emily moaned as my lips found her nipple.

"Should we take this to my place?" I asked, licking between her breasts and up to her chin.

"No," Emily gasped. "Take me on the couch in the living room."

"Getting adventurous already," I smirked.

"Just fuck me," Emily all but growled, her eyes burning with intensity.

I walked Emily into the living room, where I saw a small pile of clothes dumped on the floor at the base of the long couch. The overhead lights were still off, but Emily had lit a lone lamp in the far corner. The soft light wouldn't be visible from the hallway, but it was enough to bathe us in a warm yellow glow.

Emily giggled as I tossed her rather unceremoniously onto the couch. My clothes joined hers on the pile, and a few seconds later, my wavy-haired lover engulfed my cock. Emily sat on the edge of the couch cushion while I stood before her. Her lips sucked my tip and kissed along my shaft while her hands alternated between caressing my thighs and massaging my balls.

I grabbed a fistful of her long, wavy hair and pulled it back into a ponytail for Emily. This way, I could see her beautiful face as she worked on my tool and control the speed and tempo of her blow job. I mostly let Emily do her thing--since she was still relatively new at this--but occasionally, I rocked my hips and pulled her head against me, forcing my cock deeper with a satisfying gagging sound from Emily, which she didn't seem to mind.

"You can be rough with me," Emily said after a few minutes while taking a short breather. "I know you like it."

"And who told you I like it rough," I smirked.

"I'm not telling," Emily grinned before running her tongue down the side of my shaft.