Sister Fantasies Novels & Stories

Not what she was supposed to be working on, but I could address that once Abbie left. "Well hello to you, too." "Oh, sorry. Hi! Hello. How are you?" She flashed the most brilliant, most thoroughly sarcastic smile I had ever seen. It vanished so fast I wondered if I'd imagined it. "There ya go. So... yeah?" "You know, this is definitely not how the sluts behave in my fantasies." "Evidently they do, because here I am." "So you're the arbiter of my fantasies now?" "Tay didn't tell you?" She glanced to her sister. "Yeah, I got a good handle on your fantasies now. You're a lot less cagey when you're under. Some pretty good shit hiding in there once you got out of your own fucking way."

Ana; I’ve been touching myself to thoughts of my sister's fiance for over a year. Not innocent little daydreams. Filthy ones. I imagine him pinning me down on the balcony of the wedding villa, one big hand around my throat while he fucks me so deep I can’t breathe. I picture him whispering “Your sister is marrying me tomorrow” right before he spits on my pussy and shoves his cock inside me like I’m his to ruin. I’ve come with three fingers buried deep, biting my pillow so I don’t moan his name too loud, feeling sick with guilt because he’s about to marry my sister — the man who’s been in our family since I was fifteen, the one who taught me how to drive, who fixed my broken laptop, who alway

“Fine. I’ll describe exactly what I’d do. I’d push your legs wide apart, kiss up your soft thighs until you’re shaking and begging. Then I’d lick you slowly, long, hungry strokes from your tight little hole to your throbbing clit, tasting how sweet and forbidden you are. I’d suck that needy bud hard until you’re grinding desperately on my face, soaking my chin with your cream. And when you cum, I’d keep going, forcing you to ride my tongue through orgasm after orgasm until you’re a sobbing, messy, dripping slut for me.” At this point, my panties were completely ruined. I could feel my hot arousal trickling down my inner thigh. I squeezed my legs together desperately, aching for friction, my

“But sisters do moan like desperate little sluts in heat, begging their big brother to fuck them harder. Sisters spread their legs wide open and cry for their brother’s thick cock to stretch their tight pussy until they’re sobbing with pleasure.” Her face flushed deep red. Her pulse quickened under my fingers as I slowly fastened each button, trapping her in my scent. “Sisters don’t just let their brother take their first time,” I continued, voice dropping lower, “they don't beg for it. They don't claw at his back, wrap their shaky legs around his waist, and scream his name while he ruins them. Sisters don’t just take their brother’s cock, they don't squirm and whimper like needy whores, mil

I could feel his gaze burning through the lattice. “Hungry,” he repeated, the word sounding sinful on his tongue. “An interesting choice for a new bride of Christ. Whose hands do you imagine in these dreams, child?” “Older men,” I breathed. “Men with authority. Men who should know better. I picture them bending me over the altar after everyone leaves. Telling me I was never meant to be pure.” I heard a low, almost amused sound from his side. “You are remarkably honest for someone who has only just arrived,” he said. “Most novices hide behind tiny, safe sins. You bring me the darkness itself.” His voice dropped, gaining a commanding edge. “Do you understand what these fantasies make you, Sist

‎I was chasing a release, a violent, desperate one at that. ‎"Mhmm... Fuck," I moaned, as I kept plunging the little powered device into my desperate pussy, while imagining it was my sister's husband's hard cock. ‎I have been lusting over my sister's husband, Tyson since he got married to my immediate elder sister five years ago. I know it's wrong, but the man is so well built and all I've been thinking about since they got married is me choking on his erect cock. ‎To get those dirty thoughts out of my head, I had been avoiding my sister and her home. I rarely went to her house and only went there when it was important to avoid running into her hot, muscular husband and fantasizing about sex

I knew this was wrong, I should push these feelings away, but they clung to me fiercely. I heard my sister's moan from the other end of the hall. The ache between my legs deepened. Without thinking, I tugged my top up, I let my fingers graze over my sensitive skin, the hardened peaks a vivid reminder of my new desires. My pussy was already slick with desire and I quickly discarded my panties, exposing my throbbing cunt. I ran a finger up my slit, letting out a loud sigh as my fingers traced my clit. My eyes shut tightly and my head fell back as I imagined it was Liam's tongue on me, his fingers inside me, his cock filling me completely. My sister's moans were not even helping, it intensified

She was, for all intents and purposes, his sister. It wasn't his fault though. If he were allowed to date and get laid like other people in other countries, he wouldn't jerk off to his sister's wet dreams night after night. Step sister, Sam. STEP. It didn't help that she had a big, round ass, perky tits and a tiny waist. She was any man's wet dream, always aching for dick. He could ignore her no longer.

This has to be a set up, I’m getting tested here. “Did your sister put you up to this? Is she trying to test me or something? Because this is beyond wild.” I say and she rolls her eyes at me. That lets me know this is real. She’s actually being serious right now. She’s crazy, who in their right mind would go for this? “This has nothing to do with Adira. I don’t want to talk about Adira.” She says and I look at her terrified. This is some next level shit.

It's like watching p**n, but much better, even if they're just kissing. I know these two, but not just that… they are my siblings. The taboo aspect of it all makes me feel a new level of satisfaction, so I decide to let them get on with whatever the fuck this is. I want to watch them fuck. And then maybe Aiden will share her with me, she wouldn’t be the first girl we fucked at the same time. Except this would be our little sister. I hide a moan and reach down to fist my cock. I love fantasies in general, but this might be the best one I’ve ever had.