Sister In Law Erotica Novels & Stories

“Stretch her open.” Sister Veronica pushed three fingers inside me. “She is taking them so well,” she said, breathing fast. “Her pussy is sucking my fingers. I think she likes being watched.” My legs started shaking hard. “Father Ren… I’m going to cum.” Sister Marg pinched my nipples and pulled them. “Cum for Father Ren,” she whispered in my ear. “Let it all out. Show us what a bad wife you are.” Sister Veronica sucked my clit faster. “Yes, cum on my tongue, Tanya. Make a mess.”

"You have no idea what you do to me. I've been hard for four days thinking about this." I felt his hips jerk against the desk, his cock straining against his pants, and he hadn't even touched himself. He was suffering just as much as I was. This was my sister's husband between my legs. My husband's best friend with his mouth on my pussy. The wrongness of it should have made me sick but instead it made everything burn hotter. Did he do this to Octavia? Did he kneel between my sister's legs and worship her like this every night? The thought sliced through the pleasure and made jealousy twist hot and ugly in my chest.

I wanted to tell her it was nearly impossible to relax with my baby sister's hand around my dick, or because our parents were upstairs and could come down at any moment, but as soon as my lover's lips touched my dick, I lost all thought. Tori must have had the same thoughts, because my little sister wasted no time as she began working my erection with her now well-practiced hands. Her lips formed a seal around my tip and her tongue darted out as she made out with my dick. I leaned back against the bathroom sink and placed a hand on my sister's head, she was looking up at me through her glasses as she slowly slid my cock down her throat. The sight was incredibly erotic. I groaned loudly as I

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.

Just then Matthew walked up to both of us. “I see you’ve already been introduced. Brother how is it going?” Matthew asked with a stern face. You could tell the two had issues with each other. “If you’ll excuse me,” Daniel said as he walked out of the both of us. I stood there livid, thinking about how God was punishing me for cheating on my husband. For now I had to act like nothing was wrong, I had to act like a loving wife who had just met her brother in law. All I hoped for was that Daniel would keep our secret.

She pulled them to the side and began plunging her fingers into her pussy. "You're not. Not supposed to see your little sister. Stroking herself." "I couldn't help myself sis," I said, getting onto the part, "I wanted you so bad." "God, that's hot," Jennifer said. I couldn't tell if it was really her or if she was still in her naughty sister persona. "I'm getting off just thinking about you. Your big brother cock. Oh bro, I want it in my pussy so bad. Would it be so wrong? If you stuck that awesome dick in your sister's sloppy pussy?"

“Another heir. Another lie to bury.” I thrust up, gripping her hips. “We’ll fuck our way through it. Together.” The sex never stopped. Rougher now with her changing body, careful but intense. Anal remained her favorite escape. I took her ass gently at first, then harder as she demanded. Breast play with her swollen tits. Breeding kink amplified. The thriller continued. Meetings with lawyers turned into risky public fucks. Hotel rooms became battlegrounds of passion. We faced the new sister with the same weapons, sex, lies, and unbreakable love.

"My sister suddenly began to pry and ask endless questions about the bedtime affairs between my Husband and me." "M-My sister-in-law... was curious about me?" Scholar Park's voice grew noticeably higher, trembling lightly. "Yes, that is correct." "I spent the whole night explicitly telling her about the firm shape of my Husband's member..." "And the ecstatic sensation of how you penetrate to the deepest part of my body and take me roughly." "Upon hearing that, oh how my sister twisted her thighs together and delighted in it." "Heavens... Under the strict laws of the Sadaebu, she cannot take a strange man..."

“Your sister’s pussy has never felt like this. So fucking wet and hungry for me.” He started pounding her mercilessly, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the office along with her shameless moans. Each thrust drove him balls-deep, his heavy sack slapping against her clit. “Tell me how much you love fucking your sister’s husband,” he demanded, reaching around to rub her swollen clit in tight circles. “I love it…ahh!…I love stealing your cock from her,” Sophia whimpered, pushing back to meet every savage stroke. “I’m such a dirty whore for you. My pussy is yours now. Use it. Ruin it.”

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.