Hot Sister Novels & Stories

He was a stranger. Yet, he did not feel like one. She had never seen him until he called her “little sister” in the purple twilight, but somehow, he looked as familiar as if she had known him her entire life. Could they actually be related? The population of Loadstone Rock was knitted together by a complicated web of kinship—cousins, second cousins, uncles and aunts several times removed—so it was not impossible. But they did not look alike. Svetlana had large blue eyes and fine straight hair, so blond that it was almost white—a source of her private anguish as she inwardly compared her “straw” to Tattie’s dark, bouncing curls. Andrei’s skin was tanned and weathered, his hair black and his e

In contrast, my parents warmly welcomed us. Dakota introduced Yvette. "This is my younger sister. She'll be staying with us for a while, so I brought her along." Yvette was a charming and pretty young woman. My parents praised her repeatedly and said that she should visit more often. Throughout the meal, Yvette remained silent with her head lowered. I gripped the pill in my pocket, waiting for the right moment to make her take it. Just then, Mom stood up to go get Yvette a bowl of soup.

“I told you before, I want to look out for her. She’s my girlfriend’s sister practically. Look we’re nearly at the front of the que. We need to decide what film we’re buying tickets for.” Tyler was staring at Ryan, his face set in an expression of thought. “Wait…wait a minute. Do you like her?” “Don’t be stupid.” Tyler began to laugh. “Oh my god! You do! You’ve got Savannah Miller and you fancy the weirdo from out of town?!” Ryan almost lunged at Tyler. “Don’t call her that.” Tyler continued to laugh. “Damn bro. That’s funny. I give you, she’s pretty hot since this make over but damn. This is going to be even more fun now.”

Dax The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I’m convinced she’s who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There’s not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.

No, she orders in her authoritative voice. When Killian comes within hearing distance, Andrea speaks again, “I'm not doing this because I have the hots for you. I mean I had a crush on you ages ago, but not now.” She rolls her eyes, changing her tone, “I care for you so that my brother doesn't get a heart attack and dies earlier than intended. So, you better be careful, pretty boy.” Blush coats his cheeks, hearing her speak about something like this so nonchalantly. “What a loving sister I have. Wow, I'm so touched that it feels like my heart is out in the open, getting kissed by a gentle breeze.” Comes a sarcastic remark from Killian.

I smirked, my voice low and husky. "What the hell are you saying? Have you gone crazy?" she yelled, furiously. I cupped Allison's face, my lips inches from hers, but she pushed me away, her eyes flashing with anger and her chest raising and falling as she was breathing really fast. "We just met after eight years," she said, her voice firm. "Besides, I'm your sister." I smirked. "Step-sister," I corrected. Her face twisted in disgust. "Should I just call the nurse to push you out from here? I'm tired of you."

Sister needs her brother to help her friend. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Sebastian was alone in his room. He shook his head and he was pretty pissed off. He was nineteen years old and single. The three girls he had asked out had turned him down saying they were sick or busy. Later he found out that those girls had dated other guys. Sebastian was in a very bad mood and was rude when his older sister came into his room and said:

Holly told her, her thumb in her sister's mouth, where she sucked on it. Jenny got up and gave Holly a big hug, "Thank you," she said before kissing her hard. Holly pulled away, "God, you are bad, you incestuous little cock-whore lezbo tramp!" "Cock-whore, lezbo?" Jenny said then she quickly leaned down and grabbed her sister's tit, sucking on the nipple. Holly gasped and started to push her away, then moaned and pulled her harder against her breast. While Jenny gobbled her sister's sensitive tits, her free hand slid behind Holly's back and disappeared in the crease of her butt. Then Jenny was wiggling her hips, in what I could only interpret as an invitation.

I rock my hard cock into her, the heat radiating from her pussy making me crazy. She pushes her ass into me, her manicured nails curling into fists. “You said we couldn’t out here. That the neighbors might see.” She tries to turn toward me again, and I smack her ass hard. I didn’t give a fuck what her husband had said. If the neighbors caught me fucking my sister, so be it. She inhales sharply, wiggling her bottom as I massage the cheek I just struck. I pull the waistband of her leggings down, bunching them at her knees as I bare her to me. Leaning back, I admire the perfect view of her red, shiny pussy. I trail a finger down the glistening folds and push two digits into her entrance.

We only pulled apart when we heard someone coughed beside us and said sarcastically, "Get a room, guys" We laughed as we broke off smiling at each other. I noticed a blush creep up her cheeks and my eyes darkened in appreciation of her exceptional beauty. It was her sister, the similarity is very obvious. She is the complete opposite of her sister. From the corner of my eye, I watched them engage in a teasing contest, which her sister won easily. Then she slipped some packs of condoms into her hand, warning her not to get pregnant.