Brother Sister Erotic Story 소설 & 이야기

I sit up slowly. Samuel Thomas. Michael’s younger brother. The black sheep. The one who walked out of this family three years ago after a fight so ugly it left scorch marks on everything, walked straight out the front door of this penthouse into a December night without his coat and got on a plane to Paris and did not look back.

Sister needs her brother to help her friend. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Sebastian was alone in his room. He shook his head and he was pretty pissed off. He was nineteen years old and single. The three girls he had asked out had turned him down saying they were sick or busy. Later he found out that those girls had dated other guys. Sebastian was in a very bad mood and was rude when his older sister came into his room and said:

​With every deep, punishing thrust he delivered, my breasts bounced heavily in full view of the recording, the nipples pointed in the blue light. ​"You're so sexy right now, Lisa. So lewd, so mine. What are you going to do if your sister sees this?" Adrian hissed, his fingers digging into my hip as he kept pounding his cock into me. "What do you think Elena will do when she watches this video of her little sister greedily taking her husband's cock? She'll freak out, won't she?"

It's been two hours since I came back to consciousness to find myself in a dark box, or maybe just a box, and I'm blind. I hear metals echo around the box till the sound of footsteps joins in. Someone is before me. " I always wondered what my brother saw in you." More footsteps till I can see two pairs of almond eyes. " I wasn't the least surprised when he came crying that you cheated on him." I bury my face into my knees trying to shake off my fears. Does he want to kill me because he thinks I cheated on Zade? How do I tell him that his bloody brother slept with another girl right on my bed, and he didn't stop even after I caught him?

I slid the straps of my bra off my shoulders and pushed the lacy material down, letting my breasts free so the chilled air made my nipples tighten even further. “Look at how hard you make me. Harder than I’ve ever been in my entire fucking life.” “You’re big,” I said breathlessly, doing as he said. “Got so much pre-cum coming out of the tip, because I know I’m about to finally screw my best friend’s sister.” I opened my mouth but didn’t know what to say. My face heated, my pulse raced, and I anticipated whatever would happen next. “Nothing has ever felt so fucking wrong but so goddamn right,” Frankie murmured under his breath. “I have a lot of plans for you—for this.”

There was no guilt that accompanied referring to my sister especially since she claimed not to appreciate his trials with matters that deeply involved their relationship. "Not even Caramel." He slightly nodded. "How about we finish that kiss that was interrupted?" He demanded. Without waiting for my response, he connected our lips, reflexively causing me to shut my eyes. He started off gently, enough to get me to moan against his lips. He slid his tongue between my lips, forcing them to pull apart while his hands left my waist to play actions that teased my skin as he trailed his hand up to my breasts that were secured within the barrier my bra created.

I glared at my brother. "Are you stalking me?" I'm beyond pissed. "Don't flatter yourself brother, It's Zach, he's been snooping around a lot." He pushed a glass towards my direction pouring vodka in his glass before passing it over to me. I pushed the glass back, I'm not going to have a drink with him like we are cool. We are not. "You can't blame him, you killed his sister, your wife," I yelled at him. "Ex and she committed suicide." Oh, I almost forgot the lie.

Then she moaned happily as I slid into the bed on top of her and filled my mouth with her right breast. "Oh, damn," she groaned as my dick pushed its way into her incredibly tight pussy. "Mmm," I moaned around that hard nipple in my mouth. It felt incredible to slide my hard cock into my sister's pussy once again. I couldn't help but recall what she had said, about the mental stimulation this taboo act added to the experience. The way she was looking at my face and gasping, I knew she was thinking about it again. She was getting even more turned on as her brother filled her up with dick.

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

Tyler groaned loud as her pussy squeezed around him. “God damn… my sister’s pussy is tighter than Lena’s,” he said, struggling to concentrate. He started thrusting hard in, skin slapping skin. “So fucking wet for your brother’s cock.” Joan pushed back against him. “Deeper- Please....” He grabbed her hips and pounded her. The bed creaked. “I’m gonna cum inside you. What if I knock up my own blood sister, huh? Fill your womb with my load.” Joan moaned louder, fingers rubbing her clit. “Do it. Cum in me. Then everyone would know what a sick whore I am for my brother’s cum.”