Novel & Cerita Erotic Sister Story

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

I continued, voice dropping lower, “they don't beg for it. They don't claw at his back, wrap their shaky legs around his waist, and scream his name while he ruins them. Sisters don’t just take their brother’s cock, they don't squirm and whimper like needy whores, milking him with their dripping little cunt until he fills them up with every drop of his cum. They don't let their own brother pump them full, breeding them deep while they shake and cum all over him.” I finished the last button and leaned in until our faces were only inches apart, my breath brushing her lips. Her eyes fluttered, her whole body trembling against mine. I could smell how soaked she was, how badly her body wanted exac

He was looking at Savannah with a mixture of lust and confidence. She was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she could easily guess that it was laced with flirtation. The confirmation came when Savannah leaned into the car, placing her lips over those of the meathead jock. They lingered there, giving anyone walking by a clear image of their tongues colliding into the other. Mia curled her lip and looked away. Great. Her new sister was dating her bully.

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

The complication tripled if it was that beast of Jess, and she became even more when she found out that I had banged one of her bridesmaids before the wedding and that her after I showed no interest in anything other than her p*ssy, she had left the bride just before the sweet event. My sister stopped talking to me after she heard about me and Erika. Not that I made her promises of eternal love before she spread her legs. I made it clear to her that it was a no-strings-attached thing, but she was delusional. The more time we had spent in bed, or in the shower, or on the hob, or against the wall, the more she was deluded, ending up destroyed and in tears when I passed over. Women. I put my ha

Jackie shook her head, then leaned in and kissed her sister on the lips. It was not a sisterly peck on the lip. It was a sensual kiss. Jackie let loose completely with it. She felt lust, the way she had felt in Cindy's basement, when the other girl had put her hand under her shirt and felt her nipples. Only it was stronger now. Jackie had always found that she was deeply attracted to things that were wrong. She wanted to do things that she knew she wasn't supposed to want to do. As her lips pressed against Tera's she felt this desire boiling over. For a few moments Tera's body and lips were stiff. She was completely taken by surprise. She had no idea what Jackie was thinking. However, after

I heard Rein's voice call for me from downstairs and I quickly went down, ignoring what just happened between my sister and I. His hair was wet and water was dripping down his skin and abs. For a moment, I drooled over his perfect body and wondered if God was blending my skinny self for his muscular self. Our eyes met and once again, they were locked in place. Our eyes spoke multiple emotions of lust, love and many others. But still, I doubt if he even has the slightest attraction for me or it is just my wish. Erica suddenly rushed downstairs to meet him, went towards him and pecked him. I realised then that no matter what, I will never be that one for him because he was happy with my sister

“Beg properly, Elena. Tell me what you are.” “I’m your dirty little sister-in-law slut,” she panted, voice breaking. “I want my sister’s husband to ruin my pussy. Please Marcus, fuck me hard.” With a guttural groan, he thrust into her in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Elena screamed in pleasure-pain, her walls clenching around his massive girth. He was so deep, stretching her in ways no one ever had. The desk creaked under their weight as he started pounding into her, hips slamming against her ass with brutal rhythm.

"If you want me to stop, for any reason at all, just slap your hand onto the bed, okay?" I nodded, one, final time, and then her pussy closed in on me and became my entire world. The taste of her pussy on my tongue. The smell of it in my nose. Every thought in my head faded away as my sister's pussy demanded my whole attention. For the briefest moment, I struggled to breathe through my nose, and, somewhat morbidly, the image of a tombstone filled my mind. "Here lies Erik," it read, "smothered to death by his twin sister's delicious pussy." It took everything in me not to burst into laughter, but I realized I could breathe without issue now and so I set to work.

It was barely visible beneath the flab that blanketed it, making her think of a kangaroo’s pouch. She smiled to herself as she lept off the bed and quickly dressed. Their coupling was abnormally swift, yet she felt the sensations in her breasts and her womanhood that she normally felt after a long session of sex. Perhaps she’d found the secret. Avoid him until she absolutely had to be with him and then do what needed to be done to make it short and sweet. After years of long, tortuous sessions in the bedroom with his fat, sweaty body, she was sure she could continue with these short and less tortuous with no problem. In the meantime, she’d work on a plan to be free of him. She hoped she’