Erotic Sister Story Novels & Stories

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

“Focus, Candy. List the acts. Do not elaborate.” “Then the day before,” she went on, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “There was this girl. And a patron. The girl started kissing me, it was unplanned, Father. I was too stunned to speak. Her lips were so soft against mine; she tasted like wine, and he just watched us. She let her hands wander all over my...” “Just list the sins, Sister Candy!” I strained to keep my voice from trembling. “Where is the fun in that?”

She kept stroking him, thumb brushing over the head, spreading the wetness there. “Fuck, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “You’re gonna kill me.” She didn’t stop. Just kept kissing him, touching him, pressing her body against his. Two years of rivalry had left her starving. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, grinding down slowly. Her wetness coated his cock as she rocked against him. Jonah’s hands gripped her thighs. “You’re so wet already. Been thinking about this?” “Yes,” she admitted, voice shaky. “All night.”

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

She has done everything possible to attract his attention to her but nothing seemed to be working. “He always call me his sister, I have told him several times that I'm not his sister!” Erica yelled angrily. Her maid was shocked to hear her yell. “Have you ever told him how you feel about him?” Erica's maud asked her. Erica raised her head to look at her maid and nodded her head. “The last time I told him, he told me he loves me too but as a sister.” Erica's maid was disappointed to hear what Erica said. “Then you go for plan two.” Erica was confused, she was wondering what step two will be about.

Quickly returning me to a vertical position, Reiner closed his eyes and began shamelessly stroking my back. Confused by such impudence, I froze, squeezing the shirt collar in my hand, which, falling, I grabbed. My heart stumbled and beat wildly, its ribs echoing in my ears. I was not disgusted, on the contrary, from his leisurely strokes, a pleasant excitement spread over my body, it was so similar to what I felt in a dream in his arms ... "Thank you for your help," I pushed him aggressively, but, unfortunately, to no avail. I felt weird and ashamed at the same time. After all, I'm his brother's girlfriend, what can he do? What do I allow myself? - Let go...

"I have to live with this. I'm the sister who slept with her brother-in-law. Who is alive and pregnant with her dead sister's baby. If people find out the whole truth—" "There's nothing sordid about what happened to you," I cut her off. "You were manipulated. Used." "I still agreed to it." "Under false pretenses and emotional blackmail." She pulled away, wrapping her arms around herself. "I can't do this right now. I can't have this fight when I'm naked in your bed after you just—" She stopped, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "After I just made love to you?" I finished softly. "We had sex," she corrected. "Let's not romanticize what this was."

His eyes searched my face, reading the space between my words, reading what I was not saying. "Is there someone else?" he asked. I held his gaze. "There cannot be." It was the truth, the truth he deserved to hear. There could not be someone else, not because I did not feel it. Not because I did not want it but ecause the someone else was not mine to want, was not mine to have, was my sister's husband and my Alpha and the man who had banished me from everything I had ever known. Marcus looked at me for a long time after I said it. His thumbs moved against my knuckles. His face was tired, sad, but not angry. He had never been angry. That was not who he was.

Very uncharacteristic of me. “Do you like it?” she asked, moving past me to grab our plates. That’s when I caught her scent, too. She must have changed her perfume because this one smelled like a spring garden, yet still subtle. “Of course, I do,” I said, taking a deep breath and filling my lungs with the scent of her. As she moved aside, the corner of her tits brushed against the side of my ribs, sending a jolt of electricity through me. It was a very light accidental touch, but it awakened all my senses. I have been with a few women here and there, but something like this had never happened to me. Not even the first encounter with my crush.

"I think about them every day. They are just so big." "So if you are asked to choose between sucking my breast and fucking my step sister, which one will you choose?" Lisa asked, smiling evilly at him. "I will choose sucking your breast without thinking twice." He replied. The erotic my jaw dropped, not believing this sight. her tits were amazingly firm, with very little sag. she bent over and slipped off her thong. i looked down at her neatly trimmed pussy, just the way i like them. i started stroking my cock as she rubbed her pussy. Gabriel didn't know what he began to stroke his dick.