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“Because that resemblance isn’t normal, Elara. It’s not just similar features. It’s… unsettling.” Elara nodded, her hands twisting together. “That’s why I feel so guilty,” she admitted quietly. “Sometimes it feels like I’m kissing my brother.” Nyra’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh,” she said. Then, mock hurt creeping into her voice, “you guys are kissing already? Wow.” Elara groaned, covering her face. “That’s not what I meant.” Nyra smiled despite herself, then softened when she saw Elara’s expression crumple. “Hey. I’m joking. Mostly.”

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.

At first, I wasn't sure if I really did tell her that I liked her since I thought that it was all in my mind, but seeing her reaction earlier only confirmed my suspicion. I did tell her that I liked her, and thinking about it now, I don't feel any regret about telling her how I felt about her. "Enough, Ang! I know you don't like me like that, and besides, I'm your brother's wife! I'm Anthony's wife." What she said merely reaffirmed that I had told her how I felt about her, and now that it's out, nothing is stopping me. "And that's the fuckup in this situation that I'm in. I like my brother's wife, which is so wrong," I resentfully said.

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

wanna see how you compare to your sister! "Yes, I'm fantasizing about him, too...his cock was fully erect, and familiar...it looked just like Tara's sketches...it was totally Bryan's cock! I licked it all over, taking it between my lips, and working my mouth up and down the shaft." She started talking faster, "He started fucking my mouth...oh god, I was getting fucked from both ends...having your dick pumping my pussy felt so good...my moans mixed with all the guys' moans. I was getting fucked good...your cock was balls deep and filling me...I was creaming all over you and hearing all these familiar voices...I heard my husband, encouraging all the guys...I heard your voice, and Bryan's...and

I close my eyes and savor his touch. I open my eyes; his brother is now shirtless, his eyes full of desire. His brother, still behind me, removes my blouse, then my bra. My breasts spill out of the bra as he presses them firmly together. I softly groan. His brother gets up and undresses. When he takes off his boxers, his penis is proudly erect, already leaking a viscous fluid. It’s so big, it scares me. His brother continues to squeeze my breasts. My nipples are erect and have turned pink from his pinching fingers. I’m very wet, my vagina throbs, begging to be filled by someone. his brother positions himself in front of me

I wondered bemusedly, cracking the door open wider, cursing the perverse abundance of my morbid fascination with my brother’s sex life before I saw who it was he had been fucking. The tap of his tight, round balls slapping against the half-moons of her ass cheeks matched the pounding of my heart in my chest as the world whirled around me and I gripped the edges of the side table, coming to just in time to hear her let out a long moan, splaying her legs wider until her toes bumped against the headboard with each thrust. My brother was ramming my woman like a fucking slut. “Ooh, fuck me, Xander! F-u-c-k! Yes! Fuck my little pussy,” She moaned, raking her claws over his broad back as he let ou

¨ he yelled frustrated and angry making everybody around the table shocked at seeing him losing his cool which he never had done in front of them! ¨What do you mean brother? Did she cheat on you?¨ his brother suddenly asked him, facing him. ¨I don't know man but she changed! she changed from that sexy loving girl into….into this woman who i do not recognize anymore! I don't even know when was the last time we had a decent , good sex man. She has been saying no for months now and I hate that. I love sex and then she is depriving me of it and I don't have a clue of why!!¨ he explained while rubbing the back of his head.

"I shredded the homework she worked so hard on, unleashed cockroaches and rats into the basement where she lived, and framed her for stealing... but they wouldn't listen to a single word she said. When your beloved sister was beaten until her mouth was full of blood, she kept crying out for them, yet they wouldn't stop. Even I felt a little sorry for her just listening to her!" Right after saying all that, he burst into laughter. "Do you know where your baby sister lived? In the basement! Their own flesh and blood lived in a damp, cold basement with no sunlight, while I lived in your old, spacious, well-lit bedroom. Her old room was converted into my walk-in closet ages ago. That's not all—"

"You want to hurt Ryat, correct?" She nods. I find her pulse, pressing lightly against her lifeline, and she swallows. "If you want such an alliance with me, then surely you'd only be gaining from it by throwing it in his face that you are shagging his brother." "What if what I need is your big dick?" "Ryat's got that." Her expression changes to something soft—humor. "I'd act like it's not strange that you know his size." "He's my brother," I answer simply. "And he's not the shy type."