Sex Stories With Sister Novels & Stories

Thanks Ashley, you’re such a great sister. I stared at them with dead eyes as they exchanged layered words in flirty voices, taking a sip of my drink. It was so fucking weird to see my sister flirting with the man I just had absolutely dirty sex with yesterday. The man I have been fucking with all the strength and passion I could muster. Ashley would be so shocked if she ever found out about Adonis and me one day. Not like I even intend to let that happen.

"Your party, your rules." "You know you want to, Lauren," Kylie urges her on. My pulse is racing as my little sister kneels on the floor between my legs. The other three girls gather around as Lauren hesitantly reaches for my hard-on. I swear that until tonight I had never harbored any sexual feelings towards my sister. I am happily in a relationship with Kelly, well mostly happy. Lauren has always just been my annoying little sister. But when I look between my legs and see her big brown eyes staring up at me as she wraps her fingers around my solid cock, my mind blots out every other girl I've ever known.

Apparently, to Poppy, this professional appearance meant I had no femininity whatsoever. I smiled and did not respond. Ralph spoke up instead. "Poppy, how could you talk to your sister like that?" Poppy kicked him. "Whose side are you on? Don't tell me you're into my sister now." Ralph's face turned bright red instantly. "No! She's your sister. How could you even think that about me?" While the two of them argued, James and his trust fund friends were already walking toward us. "Wow, she's gorgeous!"

Somehow, I managed to assist him until his legs held him on their own. I thought about bringing him back to the house, but then I remembered Louella. I knew what she’d do when she saw such a handsome man with me and I wasn’t willing to stand back and watch her work her slutty ways on him. Not him. I’d never battled my sister for a man before, but I was willing to for him. The problem was that I hadn’t a clue how to do it on her terms. I suddenly regretted my vow to remain a virgin. If Louella caught sight of him and started working her wiles, I didn’t stand a chance.

“Another heir. Another lie to bury.” I thrust up, gripping her hips. “We’ll fuck our way through it. Together.” The sex never stopped. Rougher now with her changing body, careful but intense. Anal remained her favorite escape. I took her ass gently at first, then harder as she demanded. Breast play with her swollen tits. Breeding kink amplified. The thriller continued. Meetings with lawyers turned into risky public fucks. Hotel rooms became battlegrounds of passion. We faced the new sister with the same weapons, sex, lies, and unbreakable love.

Cum trickled down my inner thigh under my skirt and I pressed my legs together, mind spinning with flashes of his cock slamming into me, his groans, the way I begged for more. I fucked my own sister’s husband. Raw. Multiple times. And it was the best sex I’d ever had. I burst back into the suite, the door slamming behind me. Victor looked up from the bed where he was still naked, stroking himself slowly. “Back already? Good. Get over here and sit on my cock.” My hands shook as I stared at him, dread mixing with the leftover heat in my body. “Victor, we need to talk right now. My sister is downstairs in the lobby. She just told me her husband Victor is nearby for work and might join us.

“Damien doesn’t have a sister like you.” Lucy chimed in sarcastically from the side. “This trick is so outdated. You think calling him ‘brother’ makes you close? If that worked, every girl on the street would be Damien’s sister.” Grace suddenly clamped her hand tightly around my chin. “How long have you been seducing him? How much money did you scam out of him? That ten thousand dollars was just pocket change to you, wasn’t it?” “I didn’t scam–”

He knew me too well. Tom was an omega like me, but a fierce fighter. His mate had died a year ago, and I had been the only one who stayed beside him through that darkness. Since then, we had been inseparable — though never in a romantic way. Tom had loved his mate deeply, and he never looked at another woman after losing her. "Everything is fine, I promise," I assured him. He finally nodded, though reluctantly. "I heard your so-called sister mated an alpha," he said carefully.

Camille’s face turned red as she snapped, "Emily, just admit you’re still trying to chase Ethan. I caught you flirting with him!" Daniel, who had been quietly listening, suddenly looked sharply at Camille. "Which Ethan?" he demanded. "Your brother!" Camille said, throwing her arms up dramatically. "I caught them talking in a suspicious way!" I could no longer hold back. I stepped forward, my voice strong and firm. "Were we kissing, Camille? Were we having sex like I caught you doing with Daniel behind closed doors? Did you hear Ethan publicly claim me as anythig? No, you didn’t. So maybe you should stop creating false stories just because you’re insecure and miserable."

I was in heaven and hell at the same time — three cocks being pleasured simultaneously, two identical sisters moaning and making out while I ruined them. By the time I felt my orgasm approaching, both twins were wrecked. I dropped Selena onto the bed beside her sister and stood over them, stroking all three throbbing cocks furiously. “Open your fucking mouths,” I growled. Both girls knelt in front of me, their tongues out, faces pressed together, kissing each other sloppily while looking up at me with desperate, cock-drunk eyes. I came like a fountain.