Brother Sister Sex Stories Novels & Stories

he asked again that made him red like a tomato. Helion laughed. Just what he thought. "Brother, I don't ask my women to have sex with me. They are the one who asked me to have sex with them." He tsked. He still can't believe it. How the hell his sweet and innocent brother became wild like this? He suddenly remembered these past few days when some women appeared in his office and always say that they are his brother's girlfriend. Not one, sometimes three! He's a manwhore!

"If you don't find yourself a suitable woman soonest, I'm going to personally arrange a series of blind dates with the top families in the city so you can make your choice." Beside Saul, Kim felt her body go rigid, her fingers tightening around her cloth napkin under the table. Saul picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. "There’s no need to trouble yourself with blind dates, aunt," Saul replied. "Aunt Victoria is trying to help you. I bet you've never even seen a woman naked, brother," Lucas added, letting out a mocking laugh. "All those years buried in law books... you probably don't even know how to unfasten a woman's bra.”

He aches to touch my sexy body every single day. I saw other p**n video. “Stepsister takes stepbrother's cock”, “Stepbrother fucks his stepsister in the shower and she begs for more”. My pussy clenched by just reading this. The eye catching thumbnails almost made me play all at once. All the girls looked like me, blonde hair, perky breasts, curvy hips.

Frustrated, he raked his fingers through his hair, while I just stared at him. “Don’t get mad at what I’m about to say.” I nodded. “It means having sex with multiple partners at the same time and then swapping partners too. But only us brothers, with four women. We did it a couple of times, which is why I’m telling you we’re not as good as you think. Well, we don’t do that anymore, not since you came into our lives.” I gasped, my breath catching.

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!

His mouth on me, my lips parting around him—our bodies aligned in the raw intimacy of a 69. The taste of him filled my mouth, salty and intoxicating, while the heat of his tongue against me sent a shiver through my core. The faint rasp of stubble brushed my thighs, his low hum vibrating against my most sensitive skin. My fingers clawed helplessly at the sheets, the soft fabric twisting between my fists. “Ever tried this?” he asked, his words muffled against me, voice edged with a wicked smile. “They say it’s… good for conception. Helps everything flow the way it should.”

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.

(Dante's POV) The atmosphere in the Blackwood mansion was suffocating. Don Salvatore Blackwood sat in his high-backed chair, his face a mask of cold fury. At fifty-eight, he'd seen it all, but he never imagined his own sons would bring such shame upon the family. Across the long table, Dante’s older brother, Vincent, scowled at a stack of newspapers. Every front page was a variation of the same story. "Chicago Mob Family Implicated in Bullying Scandal."

‎Tyson's POV ‎From the moment I got a taste of my brother's wife, Anny, I couldn't stop thinking about her and her sweet, juicy pussy. ‎I've had sex with a lot of women. I've fucked a lot of pussy. But her pussy, Anny's pussy is just different. The thought of fucking her gives me an extra thrill. Perhaps it's because she's my brother's wife and is supposed to be off-limits. ‎I know that Anny deeply craves my cock always. I knew she was hooked to my cock because I always found her walking around the house completely naked, whenever Greg has left for the office.

I hate these things about my body that it really forgets that the man f*cking it isn't mine, I don't know what happens to me when he touches me, I just forget everything around me, I forget that he is the husband of my little sister, and I'm having sex with my brother-in-law, I forget that the man who is licking my pussy seductively, and playing with my nipples, biting my boobs isn't mine. He is the only man who makes me so horny that I can't help wanting him more, despite hating him, I love him, love him fucking every cell of mine. I love his dominating nature over my body. “ Babes.. You are becoming sexy day by day, Mmm, I like the color of your bra.. ” he said as he removed my bra from my