Forbidden Thoughts

Chapter 2

Sean's P.O.V

While Heather was sitting on my lap and kissing on my neck, I felt Olivia's eyes on me and quickly brought my head up towards her bedroom. Even through the half closed blind I could see her cheeks blazing red as she realized I had caught her staring at me.

I thought she needed to study. That was the reason she decided to march outside, basically demanding that we and the music shut the hell up. She probably just wants my d**k like the rest of the girls here, not like that would actually ever happen.

She is such a goody two shoes that she isn't anywhere near my type. She really is a bore, I wasn't lying when I said that. She doesn't do anything her brother and I consider to be fun. She has never even gotten in trouble at school or at home. She always just does as she is told and it annoys the f**k out of me.

The only thing she got going on for her is that she is beautiful as hell. I'm not even joking one night she woke me up from off the living room floor where I had passed out drunk, and I swear to god I thought I died from alcohol poisoning and she was the angel sent to bring me up to heaven. Once we got into high school, her figure developed, and only being a year older than her, bestfriends little sister or not, it's hard not to notice.

Her t**s grew, her body so deliciously curved in all the right places. I catch myself looking at her round plump ass every time she walks away from me. I'd never make a move on her. After all, she is my bestfriends little sister, and he wouldn't like that but I don't see any harm in appreciating a good-looking female. I just keep my thoughts to myself.

I felt weird at first. She is my best friend's little sister and, therefore, like a sister to me too with how long I have known them both, but then again she is not actually my sister and my body, most importantly my d**k knows that.

She came downstairs wearing her tight pajama bottoms that sucked against her ass and her tank top and didn't even bother to put on a bra. Her t**s were straining against the silk material, and as she stood in front of me, I couldn't help but imagine myself sucking on those boobs.

Fucking enough Sean I growled inside my head.

Heather was licking and kisses around my neck probably thinking my hard on was because of her but it was really because of Olivia and her f*****g body that I can't seem to get out of my head lately.

She is off limits even and though I know it, my body however doesn't give a f**k.

I looked over towards Jason and cleared my throat to get his attention, and thank god my best friend knows me and smirks. "Guest bedrooms free."

I grabbed Heather's hand and dragged her towards the house. I already know she won't protest. She has been after me to f**k her since school started and tonight I'll give her exactly what she has been begging me for all night.

"It's about time," Heather purred against my ear, and I quickly opened the guest room door and pulled her inside.

I don't even bother to turn the lights on this time. Normally, I like to see what I'm doing to the woman beneath me, but tonight, I just don't give a f**k. I just need to f**k, c*m, and then go about my night. I only do one night stands, and hopefully Heather remembers that I don't feel like dealing with a whining female tonight.

My mouth slammed against hers as I pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on after her. She tastes like vodka and peaches and when I raise my hand to cup her t**s, I can't help the displeased groan that slid past my lips as I noticed how much smaller Heather's t**s are compared to Olivia's.

Why the f**k am I thinking about Olivia right now when I have this sexy girl practically topping from the bottom to have me inside her.

I know Olivia is still a virgin and I can't help but imagine how tightly her unused p***y would wrap around me while I'm inside her. I'd f**k that innocent behavior right out of her and she would love every f*****g second of it.

"f**k," I groaned against Heather's mouths as visions of a naked Olivia filled my thoughts.

I quickly shove Heather's dress above her hips, tug her panties down to her knees, and spread her legs. I run my fingers up and down her p***y gently stroking her needy little bud and wondering if I could make Olivia just as soaked as the panting, squirming girl is for me.

"Oh my God, Sean, please," Heather cried, threw her head back against the pillow, and raised her hips greedily, wanting more. I'm not surprised by her reaction. I know how to please a woman, I know just how to curve my fingers deep inside her to make those cries turn into wanting little whimpers.

I don't say anything back to her, I continue my assault against her wet p***y, feeling her juice coating my fingers as I push two fingers deep inside of her.

"Oh f**k," she moaned, and I felt her p***y pulsing with need around my fingers.

Greedy little p***y.

I close my eyes and imagine it's Olivia laying beneath me right now, legs spread, and begging me for more. f**k it's almost too much. I already feel myself needing to c*m and I haven't even gotten inside her yet which is f*****g laughable. I'm known to last a long time, but with the imagines of my best friend's little sister naked and needy for me, it has me ready to spill myself against the bedsheets.

"On your knees," I snarled at Heather, pulled my fingers out of her, wrapped my arm around her belly, and flipped her over. "Ass up," I ordered and watched in satisfaction when she obeyed me and raised her perky little ass cheeks in the air for me. "Good girl," I whispered, unzipped my pants, and dug the condom out of my pocket.

"Sean, please, I need you," Heather whimpered as she waited for me to open the condom wrapper, and her words immediately annoyed me. She didn't need me. She needed my d**k, and she is fixing to get it.

"Shut the f**k up," I moaned and shoved myself deep inside her p***y with one powerful thrust.

"Oh god," Heather cried as I felt her p***y stretching around my long thick c**k. I reached up, wrapped my fingers in her hair and pushed her face into the blanket wanting her to shut the f**k up.

I close my eyes and imagine Olivia crying for me right now, begging for me to f**k her and I can't help but allow the pleasure filled groan to slip past my lips as I began to pound my d**k in and out of a now whimpering crying soaked Heather.

"You like that beautiful?" I asked harshly. "All that teasing you have been doing for years, all those delicious curves driving me frucking crazy."

"Yes, yes," Heather whined, and I get frustrated from hearing her voice instead of Olivia's.

Fuck what is wrong with me. I need to get that little boring b***h out of my head. That's why I'm doing this. I'm pretending I'm f*****g Olivia right now hoping that once I get this stupid fantasy out of my mind, all those forbidden thoughts I have about my bestfriends little sister will go away.

"What the f**k," I heard a loud screech and quickly turned my head towards the door and watched as Olivia pushed the door open with a loud bang. "Really, Sean? I'm right next door. I can freaking hear you."

My d**k is hard, so f*****g hard for her and she doesn't even know it and all that does is piss me the f**k off. I can't get the girl out of my head and now her standing infront of me while my d***s in another b***h, looking hot as f**k when she is mad has my d**k throbbing inside of Heather.

"f**k," Heather hissed when she felt my d**k throbbing inside her. "Can you close the f*****g door Olivia? Damn. You knew what was going on in here."

I ignore Heather's comment. My eyes roamed down Olivia's chest, watching as her t**s strained against the material while her chest rose and fell in her angered state. f**k she is hot when she is pissed. My d**k is begging me and wanting me to throw Heather out of the room and drag Olivia in with me.

I do the only thing I can do to hide the horny state for her that I am currently in and decide its better to be a asshole right now so she will storm out of her and hopefully close the door.

"Close the f*****g door," I growled. "I'm in the middle of something, and I haven't finished yet," told her, turning my head around and dismissed her and f**k it all it hurt to do that knowing my d**k was throbbing with need for her.

"Why do you have to be such a b***h Olivia?" Heather snarled and wrapped her legs around my waist, using her legs she pulled me closer to her body and my c**k deeper inside me and the movement caused a soft groan to come out of me and then I heard the bedroom door be slammed shut.

"Now we can finish having our fun," Heather giggled and raided her head, kissing and biting on my chest.

"f**k," I growled annoyed that she had turned her body around while I was distracted with looking at Olivia's t**s. I flipped us over, letting her be on top. "Reverse cowgirl." I ordered and watched as she did as she was told again like a good girl and straddled my lap, placed her hands on my thighs and slowly pushed her wet cunt back around my d**k. "f**k yes," I hissed, reached up, grabbed her ass cheeks and slapped one hard.

"f**k Sean you feel so good. Do that again, please," she begged, and I was happy to do just that.

"You get what I want to give you," I snarled and slapped her ass cheek harder this time making the sound echo around the room and I again couldn't stop my mind from imagining how Olivia's ass would look with my hand print on both of her ass cheeks.

Annoyed with myself and my f****d up fantasies about my bestfriends little sister, I grabbed onto Heather's hips and started to f**k her rough. I watched as her head flew back, her back arched and her ass now sticking higher in the air as pleasure rocked through her body.

"You f**k so good Sean," she cried and grinded her p***y down hard around my d**k.

Yeah, yeah, I'm aware.

It's what all the bitches I f**k say.

I don't answer her, I close my eyes and allow my fantasy of Olivia to once again form inside my head. I imagine that it's her right now naked on top of me, her delicious plumb ass cheeks pointing straight towards my face begging me to bite them as I shove my c**k harder and faster into Heather who was now a crying mess on top of me.

"I'm close Sean I'm going to c*m," Heather whimpered, and I felt her p***y starting to milk around my c**k causing my legs to lock up with pleasure, my toes curled as I started to c*m inside the condom deep inside Heather imagining that I was cuming inside of Olivia without a condom and marking her as mine.

"f**k," I snarled, felt my d**k throbbing as I came harder than I ever have at the thought of my bestfriends sister cumming with me at the same time.

The next morning I wake up on Jason's couch, head pounding and feeling nauseous. I brought my hand towards the coffee table tapped against it softly with my palm trying to find my phone. Finally my finger touch it and I bring it up to my face to check the time and I noticed I had a text message. I sighed and opened it already knowing it was going to be from Heather.

Best night of my life baby thank you. You were amazing, and you know how to work my body like nobody ever has, she texted.

Oh s**t, memories from lastnight suddenly push their way inside my foggy brain and I remembered how hard I came imagining that I was f*****g Olivia instead of Heather lastnight. I don't know what the f**k is wrong with me. I never had these forbidden fantasies about Olivia before and now it seems I can't get her and her body out of my head.

And it's f*****g annoying.