Brother Sister Incest Erotica นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He shrugged, and another laughter erupted in the air. Kelvin was not opposing this time, and that was because she wasn’t a real mother, and he was so hurt. He had been craving to taste her, it would be a win for him. He was going to die, so it was okay for him to die with the heavenly feel of fucking her pussy, but he wasn’t acting like it. He rather had a look that seemed really pathetic. Rita’s heart ripped in pain. Her brother would be taking her mother? The same dick that pleasured her? She was into her step-brother, and she had made the first move. They had been practicing incest and tagging along with the fact that they were step-siblings.

The corner of his lips tucks up in a smirk as he tucks his hands in his pockets while staring at me hungrily. "You even threaten me that you would spend the night with your boyfriend if I don't come home at once. Is that how much you missed me or were you trying to make me jealous?" His voice sounds domineering, yet sexy and seductive. I feel the area between my legs twitch excitedly as it contracts tightly. If I'm correct, then I think this is what they call being horny. This is wrong, how the hell can I get horny around my brother? This is really crazy.

He was looking at Savannah with a mixture of lust and confidence. She was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she could easily guess that it was laced with flirtation. The confirmation came when Savannah leaned into the car, placing her lips over those of the meathead jock. They lingered there, giving anyone walking by a clear image of their tongues colliding into the other. Mia curled her lip and looked away. Great. Her new sister was dating her bully.

"You're making me feel so good, Lacey. Just so good. Yes!" My sister bucked. Her pussy juices gushed out. I groaned and licked up her passion. I stroked through her folds, savoring the flavor of her cunt. She groaned, her entire body trembling through her rapture. She cried out with such passion. Daddy buried into my cunt as I drowned in my sister's incestuous sweetness. "Daddy!" I gasped and came. My pussy writhed around Daddy's cock. "Fuck!" he growled as my pussy rippled around him.

"Shut up and fuck me, brother. Or are you still too scared of Daddy's ghost?" The word "brother" sent a dark thrill through me. We weren't blood, but the family label made it filthy. Step-siblings bound by a marriage that ended in blood and betrayal. I ripped the robe off her completely, throwing it into the rain. Her tits bounced free, heavy, perfect D-cups with dark areolas I remembered sucking raw as teenagers. I bent down, biting one nipple hard while finger-fucking her faster, my thumb grinding her clit. She came violently, squirting down my hand, her screams echoing into the empty foyer. "Yes! Harder, you bastard!"

“Then you would not mind me meeting up with Ana tonight. I do not think I am quite ready to bed my new wife. Like you said, I do not think she can take me either but she will learn” “Do whatever you want but be back and ready” I dismissed him, wondering how he would not want to fuck Scarlet. She was a walking wet dream and my mouth watered by mere thought of her. “Yes father” Declan taunted. He turned around and left. I was his brother but had taken care of them as much as I could since we were children and since the passing of both our parents.

He fucked me like he hated me, deep, punishing strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. “Say it,” he growled, hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to make stars burst behind my eyes. “I’m your little sister… I belong to you… breed me, Damien… please fill me with your baby!” “Gonna pump you so full tonight. Gonna breed my own little sister until your belly swells. You want my baby, don’t you?” “Yes! Breed me… fill me up… I want your baby inside me!” “Good girl. Take every drop. Let your womb drink your step-brother’s cum.”

Once her hip start moving against her own will, she was shrieking against the gag in her mouth as her hot cunt drove up and down the slippery length of Fred's dick. His balls slapped rhythmically against her asshole. “Peter… Peter…fuck Peter..” she was moaning into the gag as she kept her eyes tightly shut, to live her fantasy. But she knew it wasn't Peter who was fucking. It was his brother. Her brother-in-law. He moved faster, grunting. The rapid pumping of his full, firm cock gave the nerve endings of her cunt and clitoris the complete measured stimulation she longed for ever since Peter had left. Though she kept trying to make her mind go blank, her effort was wasted and she couldn't hel

Ropes of cum painted my lips, my tongue, my cheeks, hot and thick and endless. He smeared it across my face with the head of his cock. Then he leaned down, licked a stripe through his own mess, and kissed it into my mouth, filthy and possessive. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, covered in him, aching so badly between my legs I could barely think. He tucked himself away, calm as anything, and stood. I reached for him, desperate. He caught my wrist, pinned it to the bed. “Brothers don’t fuck their little sisters, Scarlett,” he said softly, cruelly. “And you just earned yourself a week of this pussy staying empty.”

She didn’t speak to me for two days. Not a glance. Not a whisper. Not even a fucking breath in my direction. Ever since that morning in the shower, she’d locked herself in silence, like if she ignored me hard enough, the ache between her legs would disappear. Like pretending she was still loyal could erase how loudly she moaned with my hand over her mouth. But guilt was a weak shield. And lust always wins. Especially when my brother finally showed up. ---