Sister Seducing Brother Novels & Stories

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?!"

I nodded fast at him and started yelling my moans out loud as I drew close to delivering an orgasm. I lifted my ass off the bed as the pressure grew with every passing second and before I knew it , he was pulling away. "You can't do that!" I moaned in disagreement. "You haven't had the main meal." I watched him as he put the condom on so delicately. I couldn't believe this was the dick my sister had and could still cheat on him. The bar had to been raised by so high after this because I had never met a man that packed as much as he did.

She made a show of slipping the ring off while saying, in a voice dripping with provocation, "You've really lucked out to have married such a wonderful husband, Phoebe. Mateo is such a thoughtful and attentive man." I scoffed inwardly. Mateo had always maintained the reputation of a devoted and considerate man, a model of what a husband should be. Yet this "paragon of virtue" had impregnated his own sister-in-law. Lily tugged at the wedding ring several times, her efforts only succeeding in making her finger red and swollen. She choked back a sob, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I can't take this off, and it hurts so much, Mateo."

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

As if my brother were a big deal, she was saying things that made no sense and even failing to breathe until I put my hand on her mouth to shut her up, and she did. ​“Shh… keep calm, sweetheart… it’s just my brother. He's not a king but an ordinary man… now stop embarrassing me!” I hushed her, whispering the words, as she nodded at me. People sitting close to us were looking at us with disdain in their eyes, and I didn't care.

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, milking him with their dripping little cunt until he fills them up with every drop of his cum. They don't let their own brother pump them full, breeding them deep while they shake and cum all over him.” I finished the last button and leaned in until our faces were only inches apart, my breath brushing her lips. Her eyes fluttered, her whole body trembling against mine. I could smell how soaked she was, how badly her body wanted exac

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

My heart was now racing because of our proximity. I never felt this kind of attraction towards Keith. “Care to tell how you became my brother’s wife after spending a night with me?” he asked me again, but this time, his anger was evident in his voice. “I…. I was drugged that night. You… you know that…. I…. I didn’t even remember a thing.” I replied to him while stammering a little, awkwardness evident in my voice. “Seriously? Didn’t you see your state when you woke up the next morning?” he asked me angrily.

“You disappear for weeks sometimes, and I never say a word.” Damon’s expression twisted into something cruel. He laughed—low and menacing—as he took slow, deliberate steps toward her. Each step pushed her further back, cornering her like prey. “And so you turned to my brother? Decided to seduce him just to get some attention?” His voice cracked with venom. “What the fuck are you talking about?!” Alessia cried out, breath hitching. “Don’t pretend,” he snapped. “My brother said you tried to seduce him. My sister caught you.”

"Come, let me introduce you." I stood frozen at the door. "This is my twin brother, Marco." My eyes shifted to the man I knew. The wild grin from the club was gone, replaced by a mask of polite friendliness. "Hello, my dear... sister-in-law." He held out his hand, looking perfectly welcoming. The thought of the things I'd done with him made my stomach clench. I fought back the nausea and gave a stiff nod. "And this is my... friend, Isabella." The pause Dante took made the word "friend" sound like a joke. "Isabella, this is Rose."