Sister Erotica Stories Novels & Stories

When my sister threw herself into the arms of the masked man, I knew that she had reincarnated too. In our last life, when she saw the handsome face of Yoran the Alpha lycan, she promptly threw herself at him as if bewitched. At the same time, she tripped me in front of the masked man. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Erin—I didn't mean to. But someone as ugly as you really doesn't suit an Alpha." Then, leering at the masked man behind me in disdain, she scoffed, "The way I see it, you suit him way more."

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

His cock was hard. He climbed on the bed and moved over me. “Open your legs, Lila.” I spread my legs wide. He kissed me hard. His tongue pushed into my mouth. His hand went between my legs and rubbed my pussy. “You are so wet for me,” he said. “You want your sister’s fiancé to fuck you, don’t you?” “Yes,” I gasped. I reached down and grabbed his cock. I guided the head to my entrance. He pushed in hard. I cried out.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

“We call it the Luna brothel for a reason.We are all on the same hierarchy and that is probably why we understand our bodies so well, so just relax…we got you.” As she finished her sentence she locked the door tightly and pulled me in very closely, kissing me again. Her version of kissing was hotter and wetter because she used her full tongue to caress my mouth, licking my mouth and tightening the grip on my lips. “Hmm.” I moaned into her mouth, trying to control myself but I felt two other ladies come from behind me and started pulling down my outfit. I was putting on a long top and a skirt that was almost the same length as the top.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, three weeks after the midnight ritual, when everything changed. Sister Veronica was in the rectory library with Father Marcus, supposedly helping him catalog some old theological texts. In reality, she was bent over the large oak desk while Marcus pounded into her pussy from behind, one hand fisted in her hair, the other mauling her breast through her habit. "Such a perfect cunt," Marcus growled, his thirteen inches driving deep. "Taking me so well in the middle of the afternoon like a good little whore."

Zack's news of a unique club makes his twin sister curious. When Zack whispers to his twin sister, Zoe, about a clandestine club steeped in taboo pleasures, a forbidden spark ignites her curiosity. The club promises raw, transformative ecstasy, where desires are sculpted and boundaries dissolve. As Zoe immerses herself in its sultry rituals, the line between her and Zack blurs, their sibling bond twisting into something dangerously intimate. In a haze of lust and forbidden connection, they explore a world that molds their deepest urges, claiming each other in ways that defy all norms.

Victoria stayed behind her, fingers still teasing her nipples, pinching, rolling, tugging until Sienna whimpered. Ethan freed himself, thick, veined, already leaking at the tip. He fisted the base and tapped the head against her lips. “Open.” She did. He slid in, slow at first, letting her adjust, then deeper until her nose brushed his trimmed hair. Victoria’s hand slid down Sienna’s stomach, under the waistband of her skirt, fingers finding her clit through soaked lace. “Already dripping,” Victoria noted. “Slut.” Sienna moaned around Ethan’s cock. The vibration made him groan. He started fucking her mouth, steady, controlled strokes, while Victoria pushed two fingers inside her, curling aga

But his eyes raked over my body, lingering on my tits and the way my shorts hugged my ass. "I can't stop thinking about you," I whispered, stepping inside and closing the door. "Every time you walk in here, my pussy gets soaked. I know it's wrong, but I want you to fuck me while she's asleep down the hall." He grabbed me fast, yanking me against his chest. His mouth crashed onto mine, tongue shoving deep as his hands squeezed my ass hard. "You dirty little slut," he growled against my lips. "Your sister's sick and you're begging for my dick?"

My muscles are taut as I try not to get my cock into her pussy like I want to. Layla rubs her tits against my face, moaning and shuddering as the orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy gushes against my thigh, her release all over me. Everything becomes quiet in that moment, till it’s just her breathing mingling with mine. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Maybe I could give in to this power that we’ve created, and it would be okay after. She wants me too. I could show her what big, bad Daddies do to their little girls. But a flash of lightning illuminates the pink in her hair.