All Chapters of Forbidden Desires(Short Erotica Stories): Chapter 41 - Chapter 46

My boyfriend, Nathan, invited me to travel with his family to attend the wedding of his father’s cousin. The wedding was in another state, and honestly, I couldn’t believe it when my parents agreed to let me go. They’re a little strict, okay, very strict, but when Nathan’s mother assured them that Marina, her oldest daughter, would be sharing a room with me, they agreed.They were certain I wouldn’t have a chance of losing my virginity that way.Of course, what my parents didn’t know was, one, Marina didn’t care if I snuck out to Nathan’s room, as long as I didn’t wake her up. Two, my aunt, who was far more open about sex than my parents, had put me on birth control months ago, and Nathan and I had been sleeping together for a while.Nathan’s family had booked an apartment in an old downtown hotel, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a shared open area. I was ridiculously excited.On Friday, after school, I went home with Nathan. We had a quick lunch with his family, then hit the

By the next morning, I woke up in my own bed, being lightly shaken by Marina. “We need to change for the wedding,” she said before leaving the room.Last night’s events started flooding back, and in the bright daylight, the embarrassment hit me hard. I had always found Bruno handsome for an older man, but never, not in a million years, would I have imagined watching him masturbate while he watched me doing the same… let alone having sex with Nathan twice while pretending he was his father. I had no idea how I’d be able to face either of them after that. I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and changed. All the while, my mind kept replaying that scene. I tried to figure out why I had done it, how I had felt about it in the moment, and how I felt about it now, embarrassment aside. By the time my dress was on, I realized the truth, seeing Bruno like that had made me wet. When he started watching me, I had felt sexier than ever before, horny in a way I couldn’t deny.

The first time my sister-in-law Eva flirted with me was on a bitterly cold winter day, while she was helping me straighten up a recently vacated apartment in a building my elderly mother owned. She had trudged down the street bundled in layers, braving the Midwestern freeze just to lend a hand, knowing I wanted the flat rented by February 1st.My older brother Jim had been out of town since just after the holidays, picking up contract work on the West Coast after being laid off. That left Eva home with the kids—18 months, 3, and 7—spread between daycare and school. Jim was a big guy who trusted her completely. He never minded traveling for work, even though he sometimes described their adventurous sex life to me in detail, almost as if to underline how secure he felt.I was a recently divorced, closeted bisexual man, and it didn’t surprise me when Jim half-jokingly told me to “keep an eye on things” while he was gone. He’d laughed and said, “You suck too much dick to keep a woman happ