Hot Sister Novels & Stories

It isn’t just like you can turn to your sister and tell her that you want to have sex. No, it doesn’t work like that. But then again, if the ice is broken in that area, you can pretty much sleep with her if you want to. I came from a close family. My parents, before they split up, taught me and my sister that we’d always have each other. So we didn’t fight and we always could talk about anything. Heather is only a year younger than me, and when we introduced sex into the equation, it made us even closer. Heather and I are older now, and we’ve never been as close as we are today. We have our own lives, but we still find time for each other. We started back when I was only 16 and she was 15.

Jackson wasn't taking any of his. “Can I take it, brother?” Josett asked having finished hers. Jackson stretched it to her and she took it with a cute smile. Her smile was exactly like that of Madine. Nadine saw it, the resemblance was there and she hated it so much. She was sure that she would hate the face more if she allowed Liam to use it on his sister. “I would have to reject Liam’s offer,” she thought. “The kids want their drinks.” Tristan walked past Nadine like she meant nothing. It had been two months and the duo had been more of roommates than couples in the house. Tristan didn't even bother her for sex anymore like he used to. He wasn't obsessed with her anymore as well.

It was just rare or more accurately had never happened before, that I got to flirt with someone as hot as Sin -quite literally- and have him flirt back in kind while looking at me like he was two seconds away from tearing my clothes off and taking me on the couch, the bed be damned. I was leading him on and I knew it was wrong. There was no way, no way on planet Earth that I was going to have sex with Sin. One of the unspoken rules of sisterhood was that you do not by any chance, mistake or error sleep with your sister's partner. It didn't even matter that Cath had said it was okay, which up till now still baffled me, I was sure she would eventually come to her senses and then family dinners

Cheerleading Slût (4) I pulled my cóck out, slowly stroking it, imagining watching the lesbian sèx that was happening in my sister's room. Although Sophia was way too anorexic to be sèxy, her face was beautiful and seeing her buried in my sister's cûnt, or her mouth wrapped around my cóck, was enough to get me hard instantly. Eventually my sister got close. She moaned, sounding vulnerable for the first time, "Don't stop, so close."

I could see the sense in what she was saying, after all, the shirt wasn't a whole lot shorter than the skirt she had been wearing all day. We both curled up on opposite ends of the couch, switching through the cable offerings on the TV. We watched the local news and a family movie on HBO. It was still pretty early in the evening when Gretta started channel surfing looking for another movie when she stumbled across the hotels' erotic channel. As luck would have it, the title of the movie just beginning was "Sister's Helping Hand". Oh gross!" Gretta squealed. "Is this what I think it is?" It looks like it. Why don't you go back to HBO and see what's on."

Reason #452 Why you should never tell your coworker your business. I hate how everybody keeps reiterating the fact that I like Hunter. They are wrong, I do not like him. I have been in love with him since third grade, when he spent the whole evening throwing me a birthday party after my step-sister ruined my original party. Either he never noticed, or he just doesn’t want me as more than friends, but nobody is going to tell me what my feelings are or are not. I am just grateful to be his best friend, to see layers of him that other people don’t get to see. I may sound a little delusional, but if friendship is the only thing Hunter is offering, I’m okay with it.

Fucking my sister was a fantasy come true, but her and her roommate together is off the fucking charts! We take a leisurely shower and enjoy lathering each other and sliding our soapy bodies together. Watching Susan and Sherrie slither their tits together, sparks my cock to life and I'm soon rubbing it between Susan's ass cheeks. Reaching around her to cup Sherrie's ass, I sandwich Susan between us and the girls kiss passionately, while I shoot what little cum I have left onto my sister's back. Reluctantly, we finish our shower, get dressed and are watching TV when mom gets home from uncle Harry's house. We drive Susan and Sherrie to the airport, with me sitting between them in the back seat

She spins her head from me to my sisters, then back to me. “Wait. What? Fated mate? Sister? Am I stuck in a Calvin Harris song? Can you fill me in?” Sage says with disbelief and confusion in her tone. I let out a big breath and push off the counter. “Emmy, how about you close the door?” After learning how Justin creeped on me the night of the full moon, I’m not taking chances with my door being open for others to hear these conversations. “Sage, these are my sisters: Emmy, Saph, Pearl, and Amy.” I gesture to each of my sisters, saying Amy’s name with a little annoyance. She’s always lacked a filter. She’s similar to Sage in a lot of ways. They are even the same size. Must be a short-person t

And after Mom kept pressing her, she finally exposed the truth of how she got pregnant in the first place. She'd gone clubbing with a classmate and ended up drinking too much, which was when the guy forced himself on her. Mom was calling to demand that I go back there and come up with a solution for Amy's predicament. "Your sister is in anguish right now, yet here you are having the time of your life outside! Get back here now and help Amy figure out what to do!" In my previous life, I immediately took the day off work and went back to them. But the moment I set foot into the house, Mom slapped me.

W 2:00 PM. SOCI 305 - Deviance and Social Control. Professor Marcus Webb. T 4:00 PM. A schedule designed by Detective Cross. A schedule designed to put me in rooms where killers were studied, where minds were dissected, where I could learn the language of monsters. To her I was here to fulfill my sister's wish, while being safe. Four classes. Four professors. One hundred and eighty-seven other students, according to the welcome packet. And one of them killed my sister.