Sister Butt Novels & Stories

she said as Alex took up her skirt, making his d*ck touch her butt as just her panties covered it, he sent his hand touching her butt and bitting her ear lope "I know I am naked" Alex told her as he rubbed her butt softly "your sister is waiting for you.. In... In... In the sitting room" Alicia said as Alex was kissing her neck giving her goosebumps as he sent his hand into her pants touching her pu$$y "ahhhh, hmmm Alex.... Your.. Your sister" Alicia tried saying as the pleasure over took her "she can wait baby" he said as he rubbed her pu$$y area softly "goshhhhhhhh Alex" Alicia cried out

She got up from where she was and although the light was dim, Samantha could see that she was naked and so was the other one as well. "Let's do it this way," the sister said whispering something into the huge one's ears. "Before you start, can I know your names?" Samantha asked. "I'm Tee," the huge one said. "I'm Vee” the sister that had smacked Samantha's butt earlier said. Samantha almost regretted asking if they were going to tell her such weird names. "Why do you ask?" They chorused. "So, I'll know how to moan your names" Samantha chuckled nervously.

Amanda on the other hand was grinning wickedly and I knew my sister had just pushed the envelope. The presence disappeared from above my head and Nancy came into view, rushing over to see the pictures. She'd followed Erin's example, and was now clad in a pale green thong that gave me a great view of her butt. I'm not ashamed to admit that I knew she had a nice ass. I'd seen her in enough bikinis and she'd mooned me from across a room while being silly enough times that I was fully aware of what other guys called her 'bubble butt.' I thought it was more of a peach-butt, right down to the dimples on her lower back.

"What is Cara doing he-" She never got to finish her statement as all of a sudden, a shorter ebony skinned lady walked towards my sister, pulled her cheeks closer and gave her a befitting kiss on the lips, sucking every breath from my sister.

In one motion, he snatched my sister up and slung her over his shoulder, as if she weighed nothing. “N-no! Where are you taking my sister?” I scrambled, arms wrapping tight around his leg, desperate to stop him from taking a step. However, his other boot swung out, connecting hard with my ribs, and suddenly I was on the ground again, choking on air, pain spreading sharp and hot across my chest. “Rosentine!” my sister shouted, voice cracked as she fought against the bad guy, twisting and reaching, but there was nothing I could do except curl in on myself, my hand stretching out helplessly after she was taken away.

And worse off, Brahis was a brand started by a man who designed bras for women, so yes, Simon disliked women too. And yes, I was definitely going through with this as payback for setting up that meeting without my consent. “We’ll be back before they even know it,” she added. We got to Brahis, the golden décor brightened the room. Julie quickly checked in her membership card, eager to start trying on everything. And as usual, Julie got busy, completely abandoning me by a mannequin with a large butt and a mirror in front of us that clearly highlighted the difference in size.

I gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

I splashed water on her as she swam toward me with her head afloat on the water. Behind her, Gal giggled. "Yeah, Gretta doesn't have any fat. All that's left are her boobs and ass." A playful scowl came out of her. "I'm jealous even though we are twins why can't we share the same boobs." She held her own two boobs while clucking like there was no hope.

Zara gulped fearfully and adjusted her glasses. “Darling, I'm not in the mood to exchange words with you,” I said and she laughed. “You are getting so bold these days. It seems like your sister isn’t doing enough damage, eh?” She said, stopping low to my ears. I knew she wanted those words to hit home. And honestly they did, it hurt like h.ell to have mention my sister. “Or maybe she is just pained that you have a legendary Bugatti at your whims,” Iris said and I scoffed.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.