Brother Sister Seduction Novels & Stories

I nodded fast at him and started yelling my moans out loud as I drew close to delivering an orgasm. I lifted my ass off the bed as the pressure grew with every passing second and before I knew it , he was pulling away. "You can't do that!" I moaned in disagreement. "You haven't had the main meal." I watched him as he put the condom on so delicately. I couldn't believe this was the dick my sister had and could still cheat on him. The bar had to been raised by so high after this because I had never met a man that packed as much as he did.

"Come, let me introduce you." I stood frozen at the door. "This is my twin brother, Marco." My eyes shifted to the man I knew. The wild grin from the club was gone, replaced by a mask of polite friendliness. "Hello, my dear... sister-in-law." He held out his hand, looking perfectly welcoming. The thought of the things I'd done with him made my stomach clench. I fought back the nausea and gave a stiff nod. "And this is my... friend, Isabella." The pause Dante took made the word "friend" sound like a joke. "Isabella, this is Rose."

When he finally turns back to me, his voice is low. “What about seducing my brother?” “What?” “You said it yourself…. what I cannot do, he might be able to.” My stomach drops. He actually took my words seriously. I shake my head quickly. “I didn’t mean that. I swear.” “It doesn’t matter,” he says, voice flat. “You were right after all. And my brother is… promiscuous.” “What are you saying?” He reaches out and holds my shoulders, his grip firm but not painful. “You don’t have to tell him about the curse. I don’t want him to know. Just seduce him. Let him think he’s taking what’s mine. He’s always wanted what’s mine anyway.”

"Okay, okay. What the hell would I say, hey I saw you sucking on your brother? I'm just, a little stunned is all." In truth, Sarah was just as turned on as Beth was, though she didn't think that Beth actually knew she was turned on. To think that he'd seduced another sister. That was beyond her, it felt like too much to handle. "Let's just get back home and we'll handle it then," Beth said, drawing a nod from Sarah.

It felt so good. "Sister, it's wrong to be involved with two brothers." Monica groaned in self-pity, "If he could have my sister, why can't I have his brother? Forbidden is sexy." With a teasing look at the mortified Liam, she pushes off from the door, "I'll come to the family house by myself. I don't want people to think I still like you. Have fun." Her words carried a mocking tone, and she finally slammed the door on their faces and leaned against the door. Her heart pounded crazily against her chest. Did she just defend herself without losing composure? What the heck!

"Watching you doing your favourite work. Seducing men." This time,I couldn't take it anymore. I took a step towards. She stayed wherever she is,trying to act normal, while I know,if I talk,she couldn't beat me unless, she got my so called father supporting her, "Those men are assholes and rapists. And there are people to cover their shady business just like you did to your brother when he tried to rape me who is his half sister. And I would never seduce men like them,'cause I'm not you. And if you excuse me, I don't live with the money got from a bastard whom my mother seduced like yours did. I have to work. "Now she lost blood in her face and became pale like a white wall. Yet, she is a pai

She pulled her sheet and blanket down, got out her toys and a towel. Her curtain was pulled back and I could see the black screen of the TV. April was texting on her phone as she lay in her bed. I watched her small hand move over her trimmed blond pubic hair, the sheen of her excitement on her fingers. I slipped a finger in my soaked slit. I'd tasted her, well, from her panties. I don't know where her brother was, that he'd be video sexting his sister, but it worked for me. I switched from fingers to dildo, slowly sliding it in, eyes closed, remembering my brother and father.

Settled into something manageable and quiet, the emotional equivalent of an old scar that had long since stopped being tender. I had been twenty-three when I first understood, with the particular unwelcome clarity of something you can't un-know, that what I felt for my best friend's brother was not the mild, easily-catalogued fondness of family-adjacent affection. I had been standing in the Calloways' back garden at Jade's birthday party, fairy lights strung between the trees, and Marcus had been standing close enough that I could have counted his eyelashes, and he'd said something low and private that made me laugh, and I'd looked up and found him already looking at me, and the moment had s

She said it's wrong and then, "Luca is your brother. And it doesn't make any sense that we're doing this. We need to stop Damien" "Luca?.. My brother?. Did you forget that I am adopted?" I reminded her, just in case she had forgotten. "It makes no difference, Damien. You're still Luca's brother. You bear the Dawson's name and Mr. Dawson trusts you. I'm sorry, let's just stop"

he says, the authority returning to his voice. "No." His brows draw together. "What?" "No." I prop myself closer until my nipples brush his face—once. "What are you doing!?" he thunders. I pull away, falling flat on my feet. "Seducing my husband's brother."