Erotic Sister Story Novels & Stories

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

My bag slipped from my hand, falling to the floor with a soft thud they didn't even notice. I was left paralyzed for a moment, and my lips trembled, but no words came. Erick laid on the bed shirtless, tangled in the sheets with a woman. That woman was my sister…… my blood sister, Reina. She laid on top of him, brushing a strand of hair away from his face. The way he looked at her crushed me more than the scene in front of me. Erick's eyes were filled with the tenderness he hadn't shown me in months.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

She fucked herself hard while her other hand pinched and twisted her aching nipples, her brain replaying the feel of marcus strong hands on her breasts from the slip earlier, his powerful body pressing against her. His image in her mind pushed her over the edge. She came hard, biting her lip to stay quiet, her body shaking with the first real orgasm she’d had in years. The guilt hit immediately afterward, but the pleasure lingered, leaving her breathless and shocked at how vivid the fantasy had been. The fire instead of being quenched, was highly ignited…Tamara wanted more…..wanted those strong hands to grip her boobs tightly……she wanted him to dominate her. The principal's wife slutty Era j

Refusing to be an ass, he let go of my hands and quickly took Samantha’s in a firm shake. “In the flesh.” He revealed his dazzling lady smile that had me rolling my eyes heavenward. What a traitor. He was going to pay for this. “I am Samantha.” She smiled dearly at him, “Of course, the Undead Sister.” He added up causing Samantha to cackle up. I wish I shared her sense of humor. And notice the sarcasm. “Right. Sounds like fantasy.” She accompanied her words with a little giggle before looking at me.

I nodded fast at him and started yelling my moans out loud as I drew close to delivering an orgasm. I lifted my ass off the bed as the pressure grew with every passing second and before I knew it , he was pulling away. "You can't do that!" I moaned in disagreement. "You haven't had the main meal." I watched him as he put the condom on so delicately. I couldn't believe this was the dick my sister had and could still cheat on him. The bar had to been raised by so high after this because I had never met a man that packed as much as he did.

“We call it the Luna brothel for a reason.We are all on the same hierarchy and that is probably why we understand our bodies so well, so just relax…we got you.” As she finished her sentence she locked the door tightly and pulled me in very closely, kissing me again. Her version of kissing was hotter and wetter because she used her full tongue to caress my mouth, licking my mouth and tightening the grip on my lips. “Hmm.” I moaned into her mouth, trying to control myself but I felt two other ladies come from behind me and started pulling down my outfit. I was putting on a long top and a skirt that was almost the same length as the top.

It was why she didn't feel the same guilt I did for having those desires. Instead of relentlessly driving her to another quick orgasm, I took my time and gently lapped at her sensitive folds. When that was too intense for her, I planted soft kisses all over her beautiful little pussy. I wanted it to be a beautiful, loving experience for my sister. To some extent I was successful. My sister never begged me to stop, and she came four times on my lips and tongue. "Mmm. Come up here and kiss me," she murmured languidly after that last orgasm.

“Quiet, sis. You don’t want your mother finding out how naughty you are, do you?” I turned my phone down on the bed and focused on what my fingers were doing between my legs. God, why did I think reading an erotic novel about a forbidden romance between step siblings was a good idea? I was supposed to be dissuading myself from my feelings, not giving myself fresh ideas on all the filthy things I could do to my stepbrother. I rubbed my clit faster, wanting to come so badly. I shut my eyes, and my traitorous mind conjured Sean’s face.

It was easier that way than facing the possibility that I may have just lost my best friend. When the devil is adamant that you have a bad day, I don’t think anybody can stop it. The loud clicks at the door, and the extra loud laughter with my coworkers from the hallway, was all I needed to know that my bad day was just about to get worse. My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory.