Brother Sister Incest Story Novels & Stories

I didn’t know how to describe my feelings, nor did I dare to speak out those dark emotions. …How could I tell anyone that I was in love with my sister? Yes, I loved Regina. Ever since we were kids. But that love was forbidden. We were brother and sister in the public’s eyes. It was called incest. Although I was actually an adopted kid, Regina didn’t know about that. She only saw me as his big brother. She would be scared to death if she leant about my feelings. So I decided to keep those emotions to myself and took them to the grave.

Miss Odessa was quite stubborn and I could tell, so I decided to ask her sister for help. Evangeline, Odessa's sister, had bright blonde curly hair that matched her lashes and light blue eyes. Her skin was pale and she had some freckles scattered around her cheeks. It was like staring into the sun when talking to her, and as expected, her bubbly character matched her bright ethereal appearance. It was like these sisters were descendants of gods. “Good day miss” “Oh good morning Mr man my sister is working with” she said, squinting like she was trying to remember my name.

When he finally let me go, I gasped for air, my face flushed and my mind blank. He pressed his hand to my forehead, his dark eyes boring into mine. "Brother and sister? So, you think we are committing incest now?" Panting, I struggled to process his words. Wasn’t he the one who had always resisted this relationship? He was the one who ignored me for five years, who refused to have children, claiming it was incestuous. Yet here he was. "Zelda Liamson, I don't kiss my sister like this."

She made a show of slipping the ring off while saying, in a voice dripping with provocation, "You've really lucked out to have married such a wonderful husband, Phoebe. Mateo is such a thoughtful and attentive man." I scoffed inwardly. Mateo had always maintained the reputation of a devoted and considerate man, a model of what a husband should be. Yet this "paragon of virtue" had impregnated his own sister-in-law. Lily tugged at the wedding ring several times, her efforts only succeeding in making her finger red and swollen. She choked back a sob, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I can't take this off, and it hurts so much, Mateo."

She'd figured he wouldn't last long against the three, and hadn't. She'd heard Sarah and him earlier, as they'd made enough noise to alarm the whole household until they'd realized what all the commotion was, and she was growing more and more curious about the whole affair. What was so special, that all of her sisters were now involved in an incestuous relationship with their own brother, and two with each other? She was confident that if she'd had any sexual experience at all, she'd have a clearer understanding of it all. She'd just never had any opportunities of that nature.

He hushes against my lips, and bites it afterward as his hand squeezes my boob, and I gulp down the sudden lump that formed in my dry throat. "This is wrong, Adelie. What the hell are you doing? Do you realize he's your brother? You're birthed by the same mother and father. How can you be so cheap?" My subconscious mind yells at me, bringing me back to my sense. "Get away from me, Asher!" I finally summon up courage and push him away from me, and he staggers back. "You're my brother, Asher. My blood brother... Why are you trying to ruin my life?" I yell at him as a drop of tears slid down the corner of my cheek, and he only clean the lipgloss stain on his lips.

He can't do this to her. " I made love to Imelda unintentionally and impregnated her. I still doubt that I did such thing, but she has a picture as a prove to the night I made love to her. Don't know what to do at this time, after all my efforts to stay away from that flirt that calls herself my sister, I fell into her trap … … … ". Maricar let her eyes widened and mouth agape, she doubt it too. A brother can't do this to her sister, and a sister can't let her brother do such thing even if adopted.

I said, "Fantasies aren't reality. Standard disclaimer and all that." "No, I know," Jennifer said, "I just don't want you to think I'm into it. I mean, I'm into it. I just. Look, the story's fucking hot and I want to share it with you, OK?" "Go for it," I said. My phone beeped a minute later. I looked down. I don't know why I was so surprised. It was an incest story. A brother-sister incest story. The siblings get abandoned by their dates and end up having sex. The sister, of course, gets pregnant at the end.

I thought that I would never find a mate in my life, and I would be tortured by the heat every month until I dead. No wonder wetness pooled between my legs when I saw my brother having sex with Vicky. It was not because I was dissolute, but because my wolf smelled the scent of my mate. I went into heat when my mate was fucking another woman. Everyone knew that My brother, Osborn, had many lovers. His lovers talked about how big his dick was and how good his skills in bed in public. It was known that he was lecherous. I didn't expect such a terrible man to be my mate. Besides, he was my brother. I couldn't accept sleeping with my own brother. That was commit incest!

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.