Sister Incest Sex Novels & Stories

One reckless, selfish night that tore everything apart. It started innocently, or at least that’s what I tell myself when I can’t sleep at night. My fiancée’s sister, Clara, was nothing like her. Where my fiancée was calm, steady, and practical, Clara was wild, impulsive, and unpredictable. She had a way of walking into a room and demanding attention without even trying. And though I would never admit it out loud, a small part of me always noticed her — the way she laughed too loudly, the way her eyes lingered when they should have turned away. I thought I could handle it. I thought I could keep those fleeting sparks buried where they belonged. But temptation has a way of waiting for the rig

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

“Suck your step-brother’s cock while they watch from the window.” I didn’t hesitate, I leaned over the console, ass up toward the tinted window, and took him deep into my mouth. The vibrator kicked up a notch as he pressed the remote. I moaned around his shaft, drooling, gagging, sucking like my life depended on it. Because it did. Damien’s hand fisted my hair, guiding me faster. “That’s it… let them see what a good little sister you are. How eagerly you choke on family cock.”

Episode 1 "Kate aren't you done with the makeup? Mr Lonnie is waiting. Awnn you look beautiful in that dress " My sister Jane complimented and I smiled. "Thanks sister " I replied, and hugged her. "You're the best " I added and she blushed. Best indeed. A sister who lured her blood sister into prostitution. She's the worst sister ever. In my life, I pray we don't cross parts. "Thanks honey, well you have to hurry now " She said and walked out of the room.

My heart was beating hard, shared between excitement and this delicious feeling of prohibition that made every moment even more intoxicating. -Samuel ... I whispered by clinging to him, feeling my legs tangled with his under the sheets. He replied with a greedy kiss, his burning lips exploring my neck, slowly descending until me make me shiver with desire. Each touch, each caress was a promise of a pleasure that we should not share, but which we could not deprive ourselves. I knew it was bad. I knew that I should not let myself go like this, especially with Samuel, the boyfriend of my own sister. But the prohibition made more intense, more addictive.

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

My eyes had flooded with tears; I couldn't help crying. I could be strong in front of outsiders, but I could not put on a brave face in front of my family. When Laura saw my older brother, she immediately laid the blame on me. "Your sister is talking nonsense, slandering my son and daughter-in-law, saying they are involved with each other. You'd better take her home and teach her a lesson!" she snapped. Before I could defend myself, Grayson hurried in. He ignored everyone and grabbed my hand, trying to pull me away. "Apologize to Scarlette—she slit her wrist and tried to kill herself," he demanded.

When Andrea first appeared in his life with her mother, Amelia, Killian hated her. Growing up, he was a small child who got picked on by bigger kids in the neighbourhood. His dislike for his step sister was instant but it took a serious turn when she started bullying him as well. She would push him, laugh at him and make fun of him.

I did not mean for my words to come out with so much intensity and anger, but it did. Because what the fuck does she mean the sister she never had? This is someone who had an Identical twin. "And Alina?" I asked, even though I shouldn't have. "She is not my sister." Aria bit. "You were born together, you shared a womb, a childhood, a..." "... And a husband too? Or have you forgotten? We shared you, too. She went on that honey moon and fucked you without conscience. She didn't care for our bond." Guilt. I felt a strong feeling of guilt.