روايات وقصص ضمن Sister Fantasies

This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more. Aiden observed the scene before him, captivated by the sight of the beautiful woman getting fucked by the two brothers. His imagination sparked, and he found himself drawn into the fantasy, yearning to be the one pleasuring her. He envisioned himself intimately entwined with her, his desire intensifying as he imagined his own hands caressing her delicate features, exploring her tender lips, and savoring her. He wished it was his cock that fucking her little mouth, tight pussy and asshole.

I've jacked off to fantasies of both of them more times than I can count. One night, after a few drinks, I decided to finally make my dreams a reality. I snuck into my sister's room, my cock already hard in my boxers. She was sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling with each breath. I slipped under the covers beside her, my hand sliding up her thigh. She stirred slightly, but didn't wake. I took that as an invitation to keep going. My fingers found her panties, already damp with arousal. I rubbed her through the thin fabric, feeling her heat. She moaned softly in her sleep, pushing her hips against my hand.

She asked in an apprehensive tone. "Something I'm sure you'd love to happen between us, big sis," "What..?" She faltered. "Don't play dumb, big sis. I know you want me to fuck you, and coincidentally, I like yo,u Amelia. I've been fantasising about fucking you senseless for a long time." "But...that is wrong. We're family..." "Not blood-related, sis. That doesn't deprive us of fulfilling our fantasies." He persuaded gently, stroking her hair. " So what do you say?"

“So whatever sick little fantasies you had about her? Burn them. She’s your sister in every way that counts.” The room tilted hard. I slid down the wall and hit the floor with my ass because my knees quit working. Sister. Cousin. Family. Every stolen glance across the quad. Every time I imagined her mouth under mine. Every time I hated myself for wanting her and did it anyway. I was going to be sick.

"So ready for me. Have you been fantasizing about this all day? Thinking about my cock stretching you?" I nodded, biting my lip as he circled my clit with agonizing slowness. "Yes... fuck, Ryker. Every day." He smirked, slipping one finger inside me, then two, curling them just right to hit that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. "Dirty girl. My wife's little sister, creaming all over my fingers like a slut. Does that turn you on? Knowing how wrong this is?" "It makes me want you more." I gasped, my hips bucking against his hand.

wanna see how you compare to your sister! "Yes, I'm fantasizing about him, too...his cock was fully erect, and familiar...it looked just like Tara's sketches...it was totally Bryan's cock! I licked it all over, taking it between my lips, and working my mouth up and down the shaft." She started talking faster, "He started fucking my mouth...oh god, I was getting fucked from both ends...having your dick pumping my pussy felt so good...my moans mixed with all the guys' moans. I was getting fucked good...your cock was balls deep and filling me...I was creaming all over you and hearing all these familiar voices...I heard my husband, encouraging all the guys...I heard your voice, and Bryan's...and

I pictured the two of them, Jacob and Aiden, pushing me against the cool marble countertop, their hands on me, their mouths— their thick cocks, slamming inside me with a punishing pace. My ass still stings from Aiden’s spanking and the sensation still sends waves down my spine, causing my pussy to flood all over again. I hated that the fantasy was so potent. I love the idea of sex. I crave that kind of connection and power. But not with these two. Not with my sister's murderers. They were undeniably hot, which my body annoyingly acknowledged with every glance. But they were filthy. I had to hate them. I had to. Yet, their touch, the way their eyes promised I was prey, was a feeling I couldn'

She could feel her nipples immediately hardening with anticipation. This is just an act to spite Zayne, but why the excitement all over my body? she thought. “But you said you only loved me as a sister?” she replied. “That's because I fantasized about it as incest. I wanted to fuck you while you called me big brother. I wanted you as much, Aria. At least I can say that now. Do you hate me?” Aria shook her head. "You are not the only one guilty of lewd fantasies. Sometimes… I wanted to show you my nipples and hairless cunt, so I bought sexy lingerie whenever you visited my place, hoping I would have the opportunity to show it to you."

“See how filthy and soaked you get thinking about my cock inside you. Waiting for a chance to have me bend you over like a slut in heat.” “Yes, daddy.” Her voice is muffled against the desk. “I’ve been waiting all day.” I need you to fuck me.” The words send heat straight through me. I unbuckle my belt, the sound of it loud in the quiet room. My wife is upstairs sleeping, trusting me, loving me. And I’m down here about to fuck her sister on my desk. I grip Seraphina’s hip with one hand, positioning myself with the other. “Your sister is upstairs sleeping, and you’re down here begging daddy to fuck you.” I lean over her, my mouth at her ear. “What does that make you?”

I decided to just get under the covers, after all we were sisters, we’d seen each other naked before, a long time ago, mind you, but nevertheless, no big deal, I laid down facing away from her and tried to fall asleep. But all I could think of were her gorgeous naked breasts so close to me. I couldn’t believe I was thinking of my sister this way. I rolled over so that I was facing her, and pulled the blanket back. I just stared at her tits. I wanted to touch them so badly, but I was too afraid of what would happen if she caught me. I didn’t know how she felt about lesbians and all that, and besides we’re related, I didn’t know what she was into, so with every strength in me, I turned back ov