Erotic Sister Story Novels & Stories

me so hard. That, I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. I dragged his head out, and saw the hazy look that was in his eyes thanks to the little light from the window. I bent down, and kissed him so hard on the lips. He was so delicious. He sucked my lip, and slowly popped my lips as he let go of me. It literally drove me insane without too much. His fingers encircled my neck in a choker, as he licked my lip, pulling me back. My hand touched the bed in desire. He went back, I could feel his lips at the tip of my panties. He blew into my feminine folds making me suck in a breath. His finger slowly caressed my clit through my pants, causing me to moan. “Mike,” I whined slowly. Be

Right that moment, as I watched her maneuver her body to overcome and beat her sister at her own game, I realized that I have fallen in love with my mate even more. She looked divine. She glowed with a blinding light. I had to shield my eyes with my hand to be able to look at her. “Erin!” I called out to her, afraid she would have killed her sister with her bare hands. Lyla’s eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of their sockets at any moment. When she heard my call, the hand that gripped her sister’s neck slackened. Erin shoved the gasping Lyla away from her.

I exhaled and looked at him. "Eric, you're just a bad human being. You slept with my sister, got her pregnant, and you were about to marry her. And not once did I attack you. Not once did I go to the papers and say, 'I broke up with Eric Blackwind because he slept with my sister.' That would have made headlines. I could have made a lot of money from your Betrayal. But I didn’t."

"Ooooh yes, fuck your sister just like that. Oh!" Erica raised up and down on his cock, making an almost pained sound. She started to bounce on him and as she did, her heavy breasts bounced with her smacking down to her stomach just as she raised up again. "Fuck. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck your sister good!" Erica cried out. She bit her lip as she dropped her thick ass up and down on his shaft.

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

Upon opening my eyes, I spotted my older sister, Marissa Lipton, fiddling with my phone. Unlike in my previous life, where she immediately began shouting at me, her brows were furrowed as she took out her own phone. It looked like she was jotting something down. Immediately, I understood that she had been reborn along with me, back to the moment she discovered that I had been dating someone online. In our last life, she hadn't wasted any time before tattling to our parents about it. She claimed that I had gone down the wrong path and was cheating on my fiance behind his back.

“Damien doesn’t have a sister like you.” Lucy chimed in sarcastically from the side. “This trick is so outdated. You think calling him ‘brother’ makes you close? If that worked, every girl on the street would be Damien’s sister.” Grace suddenly clamped her hand tightly around my chin. “How long have you been seducing him? How much money did you scam out of him? That ten thousand dollars was just pocket change to you, wasn’t it?” “I didn’t scam–”

Then, Eric scoot over my seat, trying to weirdly sniff the back of my neck, in which crept me out. “You’re smell still is one of my favorites.” The breath of reeking alcohol from his mouth, the ruddiness of his cheeks, his seductive gaze, has put me down on a memory lane. I leniently pushed him as he tries to shove his face on mine. I thought the legend of the invincible Eric is true, but turns out to be just a myth. As I dart my sight from the location of the sisters, that’s when I realize we’re left here in solitary.

The scent of her sweat mixed with the musk of her heat, creating an intoxicating perfume that made Elara's pulse race. Her fingers dug into Lila's thighs, lifting her effortlessly as she turned, guiding her toward the nearest wall. Lila's legs wrapped around Elara's waist without hesitation, her nails scratching lightly along her back as she kissed her with a desperation that spoke of years of longing. Elara's mouth devoured hers, her tongue sliding deep, tasting the sweetness of her sister's lips, the warmth of her breath.

I moved my hand down, feeling the curve of her ass, "Just started, after the birthday party. I like it." I felt my sister's lips gently gripping my ear as she spoke, "But that's fiction, there's always a happy ending." My finger ran down the crack of my sister's butt, slowly, lower, and lower. Her breathing getting deep and irregular. Les opened her legs a little and my finger moved over her star, down into her wetness. She was drenched. I moved my head until I could see her eyes, "If you love someone enough, there is always a happy ending."