Sister Butt Novels & Stories

All she could do was breathe her short-panting breaths. "Yes. Fuck yes! Fuck your fucking big sister," she moaned. "Fuck my pussy raw! Oh, baby- ahh... don't you fucking stop." Matt had to groan as he fought the urge to shoot his load inside his milf sister right now. With her turned looking back at him he could see her massive tits pulled out the neck of her dress. They bounced wildly and clapped together with each rough buck of his hips.

Honey was rubbing her sister's back. I was enough of a pervert to look from Heather's bare feet up to her perfect ass, clad only in a pair of black panties. Heather was my athlete. She had inherited my height, and stood at five-eight, with strong legs and a ripped midsection from playing endless games of soccer for her high school team. Despite her lack of nearly all unnecessary fat, Heather also had a perfect set of c-cup breasts that absolutely defied gravity. Honey was the older sister, but Heather had more of a woman's body. A body that a lot of playboy models would have been jealous of.

My cock was wedged down between my legs, but she was able to get to the base of it. When she used both hands to tug at my pants, I lifted my butt automatically. As I said, there was nothing I wouldn't let my sister do right then. I was completely open to her. Whether she realized it or not, I had relinquished total control to her. She shimmied and tugged at my pants. They were tight, but she managed to get them down far enough that my cock sprang free. She giggled when she saw it. It was hard, of course. When she slid one hand underneath it, cupping it almost gingerly, I couldn't help but moan at the sensation her fingers caused.

Her sister, Britney, was like a sunflower, and should not be like this. “The mole on my butt is a red one, not a black one. Sister,” the girl wearing a mask said softly.

"Don't worry, Cindy. I won't get pregnant. Jeffrey and I use my other entrance whenever we sleep together," my sister, Celine Lowen, said as she swayed her body from side to side. A chill ran down my spine as I looked at her face. The feeling of boiling water surging into my nostrils and throat in my past life crashed over me. It took a long time, but I managed to calm myself down. "Wow. That's quite amazing," I said.

I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart. Denise was my sister, and we had gotten pregnant at the same time. I was so touched when I found out that she made the effort to go to Tenezia while pregnant just to get me such an expensive pendant that I cried. Since then, I wore it every day without ever letting it leave my side. However, it was not long after that my body started to change. My smooth belly suddenly became covered with black stretch marks that looked like centipedes. It was a shocking sight to see them all over my belly. Soon, those strange stretch marks even expanded to my neck and back.

A scowl formed on his handsome face, “Will her body hold up to a month with us?” “You’ll be sending your men out to look for her sister, I assume? A few days with all of you, but after that, cut it down to just you. Especially for the milk. If you want that much power, why share with your underlings?” Sybil said firmly. After a moment of silence, she laughed and said, “ I see you have her lovely body shackled to the bed. I suggest you keep her that way until you’re done with her. Then, run like hell when you finally set her free.” “You really are a bitch,” he laughed.

He washed his hands, sanitized, and took the spoon right out of my hand, shoving me aside with his hip. "I'm trying to win you over. I can't just talk a big game and do nothing. That's not how this works." My employee had already retreated to the back room. I sighed. "Look. I'm really not interested in dating anyone right now. You should probably stop trying." He didn't answer. The wind chimes rang again. I turned toward the door. At first, I didn't see anyone. Then my gaze dropped lower. I saw a cute little girl with pale skin and chubby cheeks. The moment she saw me, her eyes crinkled into happy little crescents.

"Public. Specific. No ambiguity whatsoever." He looked at the ceiling briefly. "What did she say." "She called me her sister," Irina said quietly. He looked at her. At her face. At whatever was on it. "Good," he said. Simply. Like it was the only appropriate response to that information. She held his hand. He held hers back. The hospital room did its hospital room thing around them and outside Atlanta went about its Wednesday and somewhere across the city Sasha McKinney was presumably still being available to anyone who wanted to take her up on it and finding, as she'd predicted, that nobody was.

But being a chameleon she was, I just shrugged it off and smiled as a response to her questions even though my eyes still closed, I can feel her stares at me. And actually I have no plans in answering her curiosity, that’s why I got up from lying in the sun lounger to show off to my sister my beautiful body curves, I am just wearing a red two-piece bikini that really looks amazing to me even though it is almost nothing to cover my body parts but it is still decent to look at especially I am the one wearing the fabric. And when I faced my older sister, I noticed the envious look on her face, and the irritation she felt when she saw my young and fresh beautiful sexy body. Well, I think she can