Heather Brooke Nsfw Novels & Stories

I've wanted a big brother for as long as I can remember. The second I open my eyes every morning, I start making a fuss and shout, "Dad, give me a big brother!" Even with my eight sisters taking turns trying to cheer me up, I keep clinging to Dad and begging him for a big brother. So when people from Jarroville suddenly show up saying I'm the real heir to a family I was switched away from at birth, Dad immediately shoves me into a luxury car. "Go on! Off you go! Your brother's over there waiting for you!" The second I step through the Decker family's front doors, my biological sister, Amber Decker, sneers at me. "Arthur Decker is the only little brother I acknowledge!" My betrothed, Min

“My name is Zoe Grace Langston. I’m staying at this apartment for two weeks while my parents are out of the country. Zach’s my brother—he’s a doctor and had to leave for the hospital. I can’t contact him because I left my phone in there and can’t return alone.” “It’s alright, Miss.” The Black security guard who first welcomed me at the front desk looked at me calmly. “We’ll resolve whatever issue is happening. The receptionist already contacted your brother, and he’s on his way here as we speak.” I let out a deep breath of relief. At least I wouldn’t be alone anymore. “Don’t worry, I’ll stay with you until your brother gets back,” said the older woman beside me. “Thank you, Ma’am.” I felt li

No spare brain cells to be embarrassed right now. "There are more signs than that, Doc," she whispers, and her cheeks are so bright. She's burning up, lit only by a few dim lamps and the flickering light of the TV screen. "If you go looking for them." Fuck. The blanket brushes against my knuckles as I shift my hand beneath the fabric. Soft thighs part, welcoming me in between. "This is wrong," I mutter, and Theresa rolls her eyes. Twitches her hips. "I don't care. It doesn't feel wrong."

When the door was shut, no one came in, and he knew that he wanted this to be an absolutely private performance. Getting back over to his chair, he groaned loudly. The sheet was now gone from her lower body, kicked off by the scissoring of her thighs. It wasn't indecent, she was still fully clothed, but he could see her hand working her core under her lacy underwear, and the hand at her breast now worked her nipple that was hard against the fabric of her T-shirt. Steele knew he should look away, but she was so goddamn gorgeous, so uninhibited, he couldn't.

Releasing a sigh while gently pulling her nipple. She delicately moves her thong and puts the tip of the dildo in her vagina. While releasing a small sigh, she opens her eyes again to look directly at Steve, who is looking at her with a smile. Raising his hand, Steve shows him a small silver control.

He handed it over without much protest, his eyes flicking over my flushed cheeks with curiosity. Alone in a secluded spot, I opened the browser and typed in the address I remembered from before. The site loaded slowly, the familiar forbidden thumbnails filling the screen. My pulse quickened as I clicked into one of the videos, the one that had caught my eye earlier. The scene unfolded with slow, deliberate intensity—robes slipping away, hands exploring in ways that felt both sacred and sinful. I bit my lip, shifting where I sat as heat bloomed between my legs again.

She arched into him with a quiet gasp. He lifted her onto the table. She lay back as he hooked his fingers into her underwear and drew it down. The sight of her open, slick, thighs trembling slightly sent heat surging through him. Chris kissed the inside of her knee, then higher, working along sensitive inner thigh skin. When his mouth reached her center, she moaned.

It may have been a bit uncomfortable for her, but the feelings she was experiencing were so intense she didn’t want it to stop. “Oh my God, you’re gonna make me cum,” Bree cried out as Damon added a third finger, and Julia’s tongue began to sink into her loosening asshole.

Susan says, slipping my cock head between her soggy pussy lips, she drops down hard, engulfing my throbbing cock in her hot, liquid chasm. "Ohhhhhhh!" Susan cries as she rocks back and forth on my rigid cock. I push my hips up against her, feeling the heat from her steamy pussy, as I match her rhythm. Catching her bouncing tits in my hands, I knead her soft flesh and pull on her hard, thick nipples.

Then she felt him pull the neckline down, stretching the fabric to expose her perky mound so he could cup her flesh in his hand. He didn't even kiss her mother that deeply when she'd spied on them in the hot tub. Brook felt the best and most excited she ever had in her life, yet she knew it could only be better. Just the feel of her father's rigid cock through his pants was almost more than she could stand. And having his hand on her bare boob while they kissed was one thing she already knew wasn't going to be a once-only proposition. She might've been young, but Brook knew she was meant for this and meant for him, and she was ready to give him everything she had.