Novel & Cerita Erotic Sister Story

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.

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.

“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.

His free hand pinched the wet nipple he left behind. I tried to pull free. He held tighter. “Stay still, Sister.” He kept at my tits until both nipples were red and shiny. Then he dropped to his knees, yanked the habit up, and shoved my legs apart. His mouth was on me immediately. Tongue sure this time. He found the spot and sucked. “Oh God—” Two fingers pushed inside me. Curled. Rubbed the place that made my knees weak. “You taste better than I remembered,” he muttered against me.