Sister Fantasies นิยาย & เรื่องราว

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

She might have to fuck other men just to give me grandchildren. The idea had me sucking so hard on Carter's cock. I would love to have his children and for him to breed my daughter-in-law. I nursed hard on him, these kinky, cuckolding fantasies playing out in my mind as I worked my lips up and down his cock. "That's it," groaned Carter, sliding his fingers through my curly, black hair. "Suck my dick clean of your sister's asshole."

The jock retorted. Savannah fixed her gaze back on Mia. “You’re pathetic. I bet you did it on purpose just so you could touch him.” The girl got closer, glaring at the girl dressed in black. “Dream on bitch. He’s never going to be interested in an ugly whore like you.” Without warning, she gave Mia a sharp shove, causing her to stumbble backwards. Mia scoffed and retreated. “You’re both as delusional as each other.” Savannah watched her new step-sister leave before pulling her boyfriend away. His eyes were lingering on Mia a little longer than she would have liked.

Isla who was by then standing beside the bed clicked her tongue; not too surprised. “But why not?” Phidelia quickly chimed in– eager to know as well. At least what her sister had been up to the whole day in her absence; given her adventurous nature. Nothing within a man’s power was impossible for her– even when given the chance to ride on danger, she would gladly do~ that was how strong-willed she was. “Not with you here,” Phidel blurted with knitted brows though she was not going to tell even if Phidelia wasn't around. Despite her answer, her sister knew her too well for that even though they didn't spend much time together.

She had even dropped comments on some of them. “God, I wish this were me so bad. I have a yummy stepbrother. I wish he would just push me on the ground and rip my pussy.” “Damn sis, you want me to fuck you so bad?” Dylan hissed, reaching down to untie his sweatpants. He glanced around the slightly messy room, imagining his naughty stepsister watching these videos, wishing it were her instead. He imagined her sprawled on her bed, spreading her legs wide while rubbing her perfectly manicured fingers over her slick pussy.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

**Xavier** The moment I turned her face to mine, a sharp, familiar scent sliced through the air—one that twisted my gut and froze my blood. I stared at her. Helena. Elena’s sister. No. That couldn’t be right. It shouldn’t be. But everything in me said otherwise. The scent… Bira stirred every time she came near. I kept pushing it aside, telling myself I was just confused, grieving, holding on to what I thought was real. But today, there was no denying it.

But the wine, the long-denied attraction, the tension of the past weeks—it all conspired against better judgment. I eased her back against the couch, my body covering hers, kissing her deeply. Her hands were in my hair now, her body arching into mine. Through the haze of desire, some small part of my brain screamed that this was madness—she was my wife’s sister, my employee, possibly carrying my child.

she gently says and grabs my face to make me look at her, "If he turned out to be a cheater and a fucking backstabber, you're better without him. You'll see it one day. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but you'll realize one day. And then your person will arrive, Sky, I promise. You're such an amazing, incredible, wonderful, beautiful person… if anyone deserves to have a fated mate, is you." But that's never going to happen. What are the odds of two sisters having fated mates? It's unheard of. I'm destined to be alone forever, that's my fate. "Come on, cry it out," she says and pulls me until my head is resting over her huge boobs, "You'll get sick if you keep all this ugliness inside of you." "