Sister Fantasies Novels & Stories

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

“I… I have. God, Jax, it is so bad but I touch myself thinking about you. This feels too good. I should not want my own stepbrother like this.” Her confession nearly made me lose control. I kissed her hard, tongues tangling, while I drove my fingers deeper and faster. My other hand never left her breasts, squeezing, tugging those sensitive nipples until she shook. The water poured over us, mixing with her juices running down my wrist. I could feel her getting close, her walls fluttering around my fingers. “Come for me, little sister,” I whispered hotly against her ear, biting the lobe. “Cream all over your stepbrother’s fingers like the dirty girl you are. I need to feel this pussy come befo

Sebastian Greenfield. That's the only thing Killian has been hearing since last night and the person who is talking about Sebastian Greenfield is none other than his sister. Now, Andrea Price is anything but a fangirl. It's easier to find her in a ring wrestling with someone than to have heart eyes for random boys, at least, that's how she has always been till now. He is baffled at this new side of his sister. However, there is another feeling that is overpowering all of his senses. Annoyance. He is annoyed beyond limit by now, wanting Andrea to stop talking about that boy already.

he was my sister’s fiancé. And me? I was just a woman caught in a reckless deal, dancing between logic and temptation. I turned my face away, my breathing short, my head echoing with nonstop warnings: This is wrong. This is insane. Stop, Maya. I pushed against his chest. That bare, warm, solid chest that almost made my thoughts blur. His muscles tensed under my palm, and for a second I hated how my body was more honest than my mind. I needed to step away. I had to.

“Because she has apparently now decided that I left the wedding venue because I was torn between my feelings for her and for Sheila. She thought it would help me make up my mind if I knew that Sheila is a big slut. She also sent me a video. I do not dare watch it, but the frame makes it look like it is the video of Nick and Sheila.” “Oh my Goddess.” “Right.” “Why would she send that to you?” I asked, as I put my bra and shirt back on. “Why would your sister do half the things that she has done? She is sick and twisted. I honestly do not know how you turned out as normal as you did.”

The bond is only becoming stronger each day, and the more I am away from my mate, my wolf Spartis is becoming more agitated. I have been staying away from other women as I refuse to hurt my mate. I only want my mate anyway. Watching her with her sister brings a smile to my face. She is so beautiful. I saw her frown and looked around. “What is it, Jane?” I heard Lari ask. “I don’t know. I feel as if I am being watched.” She looked at Lari, “Don’t you feel it?” ‘Lucas, I know it is you,’ I heard Lari’s voice in my head.

"You shouldn't be wearing your sister's clothes. You look like her now, but you're not her." I never wanted to replace my sister and it eats away at me that no one ever believed me. I lowered my head further, unable to speak because I knew that if I did, I would lose control of my emotions. His cold fingers lifted my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. "You know, I promised your sister I would never love another woman."

she whispered to me, "One of my fantasies is to be impregnated by my little brother, so that's what we're going to try now." The thought of fathering my sisters child disgusted me, but my body betrayed me once more as the thought of having sex was enough to get the blood flowing in my penis, as it stiffened up, ready to be put inside my sister. She shifted her way back down my body slowly, until I could feel the tip of my dick press against her underside, which was now so stiff it was pointing directly at it. I then noticed Tia had no panties on under her revealing lingerie, and I noticed how wet she was getting as she got up to start grinding along my shaft.

Knowing she loved having a dick in her mouth, I still couldn't picture her taking my oversized dick head between her lips. What I constantly fantasized about was sucking her tits before I jacked off and shot my cum all over them. In those fantasies, she always got off on it. Now I felt like that fantasy was shattered. My "innocent" older sister was sexually active, and she would no doubt be repulsed by my dick the way my last two girlfriends had been. That didn't stop me from jacking off and imagining her tits again, of course. It just wasn't as good.

I couldn't add to her nightmares. Days after that, I still had her on my mind. In moments when I was at work, her beautiful face cross my mind and when I'm home, I listen for every sound that comes from her apartment. But I didn't get to see her. I left home early and returned late at night when she was probably on her bed sleeping. She had me intrigued even when I knew I shouldn't be. Would a quick fuck with her suffice? But hell, for some reason , she didn't seem that way to me and it felt almost sinful to think of her that way. And so I just dwelled in my thoughts of her gorgeous body and let it distract me from the terrors of my own life. And she became a new found fantasy of mine and li