Mafia Desire (Erotica)

“Jason? Earth to Jason!” Tori’s voice broke me out of my thoughts. The sounds of my surroundings slowly came back to me as I was drawn out of my trance:

the music blaring through the SUV’s speakers, the sounds of the girls chattering amongst themselves, and finally, my little sister looking at me with a half-cocked smile.

She really was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever laid eyes on. From her perfect tanned skin, to her gorgeous brown eyes and full, soft lips and cute little nose down to her smoking hot body, amazingly perky tits and taut ass.

She was a goddess.

I kept my eyes on the road as often as possible as I drove, but I looked over to Tori from time to time to drink in her beauty. I would have done the same for the other girls, but I didn’t want to crash the car.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Behind me sat Lucy and Hayley; these two were best friends and both of the lovely vixens were my lovers also. A fact I still had a hard time believing; they were both solid tens, and I had them both, and Tori.

Hayley was an amazing woman, closer to my age than all the other girls in our little group. The curly haired brunette had a slim figure but her small perky breasts and slender hips were as arousing to me as any of the other girls. The pale skinned beauty was incredibly passionate and challenged me mentality on so many levels; she was easily the most mature out of my group of girls and tended to look out for the others.

Her best friend Lucy was all sorts of Asian beauty. She was an Australian-born Japanese girl who spoke near perfect English, her slight accent was caused from spending most of her early life being home schooled by her parents and only speaking in Japanese. Like her best friend Hayley, my raven-haired lover was slim of build, but taller-only a few inches shorter than myself-but Lucy was all legs.

My lover’s legs were absolutely perfect. Long and slender and shaped like a master artist had sculpted them and her small butt was perfectly rounded and firm.

While Lucy was as slim and slender as her best friend, she rivalled Vicky-My blonde-haired lover-in the chest department.

Lucy’s breasts were almost too large for her slim frame, looking to jut out from her chest almost comically. But I could attest to how perfect those magnificent fun bags were; I still marvelled at how gravity seemed to not affect them one bit.

She was the newest of my lovers, but I still held fond feelings for my Asian beauty. We’d gone on our first date only a couple of weeks ago and spent an incredible night together in a fancy hotel.

Lucy loved rough sex, and as we’d spent more time together over the last week, I quickly found out that my lover was insatiable.

Behind them sat the lovely twins, Liz and Vicky. Although they were twin sisters, the two didn’t even look like sisters-apart from a few facial features they shared-let alone twins.

Liz was easily the tallest of the group-slightly taller than even me-with a toned athletic body. The pale redhead probably spent more time at the gym than any two of my lovers, and all her hard work had paid off.

Her figure was astounding, looking like it was shaped by a master craftsman. Her long legs were toned to perfection, her ass looked like she could crack nuts with it and her perfectly flat stomach showed clear definition on her abdominals whilst still holding her feminine softness. She had small breasts common to women who worked out a lot, but I still found them full, perky and wonderful.

She was shy around me when we first met and I thought she disliked me, but it turns out I was completely wrong.

The sexy redhead had admitted to having a thing for me as soon as we met, but because of her sister’s obvious interest in me she was unsure how to handle the situation. Liz had always done what she could to make her sister happy, and sometimes that was to put herself second. Liz loved her sister like I loved mine.

Her sister, Vicky. The blonde bombshell was all sorts of curvy, sexy babe. She’d been the first one of the group to show interest in me when I came home, openly flirting and ogling me. She’d come to my room the first morning I’d stayed at my parents apartment and given me a mind shattering blow job.

I’d come a long way since first taking the sexy blonde as my lover, but I would always hold her in a special place for being the one to give me the confidence to be the man I am today. Vicky was easily the most outgoing of the group, but I was starting to realise that Lucy was a close second in the crazy shit they’d do. Sometimes the girls fed off each other.

I was glad that I’d been able to bring Vicky and Liz together; the redhead had been in love with her sister for years, but never acted on it. That moment when she admitted to it brought me and my athletic lover closer, almost immediately.

I hadn’t been able to spend any alone time with the twins since the first time, but the girls were fond of sending me teasing snaps of what they were wearing, or not wearing.

“Yeah?” I answered Tori, keeping my eyes on the road.

“What’s up?” Tori asked.

“Nothing,” I replied.

“Then why did it take me so long to get your attention?” she smirked.

I glanced over to my sister and saw her looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Sorry, just a bit on my mind, but I’m fine,” I assured her.

“Okay, I’ll drop it,” Tori said. “How long till we get there?”

“Should only be another hour, but I’ll be stopping soon to fill up and give everyone a break.” I said.

Tori nodded then started shuffling through music on her phone. She was the co-pilot, so music was her job. I wasn’t really one for music and the girls had some awful tastes, but the road trip playlist had been one I actually enjoyed. Lots of old school rock music that seemed to be coming back in the younger generation. At least it had actual musicians and good beats.

I focused my attention back on the road, letting my thoughts drift back to what was troubling me, what I didn’t want to tell my sister. I hated lying to her, but I just didn’t want to worry her just yet.

Our mother had seen the footage of Tori and me fucking like horny teenagers-well, she was a horny teenager after all-in the kitchen. She’d shown me the footage on her phone one night when confronting me, the memory made my palms sweat.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself Jason?” my mother asked, still holding the phone out with the video of Tori and myself playing on a loop.

My heart was slamming in my chest. I had no idea what to do, how to stop everything from spiralling out of control. I had to keep Tori safe.

“I love her,” I said simply.

“But she’s your sister,” my mother replied.

“I don’t care,” I said with more conviction. “We love each other, and that’s all that matters.

My mother studied me for a moment, I never once took my eyes from hers. I didn’t know what she expected to happen, had she shown Dad? He surely would have said something if she did.

“Your father doesn’t know,” she added, almost as if she could read my thoughts.

“Are you going to tell him?” I asked.

“I haven’t decided,” she said.

My mother finally took the phone back, looked at the video for a few seconds, then turned the screen off before placing it on her leg. She was studying me quite intently, a half smile on her face.

“I can see why Tori was drawn to you, the other girls too,” my mother said. “You did turn into quite a handsome young man.”

She moved a hand to my bicep, giving the muscle a tentative squeeze before running her hand up my shoulder.

“I’d hate for this to cause problems between your father and you,” my mother scooted across the couch to sit right beside me, her leg pressing against mine.

“So you won’t tell him?” I asked, hopefully.

“Possibly,” she said, her eyes looking at me with a strange intensity. One I recognized from the first time I met Vicky.

I understood now what my mother wanted, why she hadn’t told dad. Her glances and looks since I’d been back all made sense now. She wanted me.

I stood up and took a few steps away from my mother, keeping my back to her.

“I can’t do that,” I said without looking over.

“Am I not attractive Jason?” my mother purred.

“It’s not that,” I cut off as I turned around to see my mother standing, the dress she’d been wearing was now pooled at her feet, she wore nothing else.