Sister Sex Stories Novels & Stories

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”

“Oh god… yes…” The orgasm hit me hard. My pussy clenched tight around my fingers. My legs shook. Wetness soaked the sheets. I lay there breathing fast. Tears filled my eyes. “What am I doing?” I whispered. “She is my sister.” I closed my eyes. Sleep came fast. In the dream, the door opened softly. Xavier walked in. “I could not wait any longer,” he said. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. Then he took off his pants. His cock was hard.

He would never do something so lacking in boundaries. Rose had pulled the exact same stunt before. Back then, when she had fallen softly into Leon’s arms, I screamed and questioned them. I couldn’t understand it. Why did she have to fall into Leon’s arms over a simple stumble when there were so many werewolves around? Just like now. At that time, Leon had helped her up with obvious concern, carefully adjusting her skirt. He even reminded her gently to avoid wearing such long dresses next time. Leon had nothing but disgust in his eyes when he said, “She’s your sister! Of course I should help her! Rose is so innocent. How could she possibly seduce me?!”

In a previous life, I did everything to warn you, even about the danger of his syphilis. "You thought I was blocking your path to riches, and on my birthday, you locked me in a room and set it ablaze." Silvia's pupils shrank in shock, her gaze incredulous as her body shook even harder. "I pleaded for you to open the door, crying out in pain... You accused me of being jealous, of not deserving to be your sister." I kept speaking, each word sharp and icy, aiming for her heart, "In the end, I was burned to death, my body charred beyond recognition."

So we just carried on as best friends and ravished each other whenever we got the chance. Tonight's party had been our ultimate lesbian fantasy and we both looked forward to inducting four more girls into our sapphic society. Nicole and Nancy arrived next. No one could see the two vixens and not know they were sisters. They were so close in age, body shape, personality, and style that most people mistook them for twins. Rebecca and I looked forward to seeing how close we could entice the sisters to get with each other. We had long fantasized about the two sisters and had voiced our fantasies to each other during numerous long bouts of our sexual trysts.

“Focus, Candy. List the acts. Do not elaborate.” “Then the day before,” she went on, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “There was this girl. And a patron. The girl started kissing me, it was unplanned, Father. I was too stunned to speak. Her lips were so soft against mine; she tasted like wine, and he just watched us. She let her hands wander all over my...” “Just list the sins, Sister Candy!” I strained to keep my voice from trembling. “Where is the fun in that?”

“You know I'm going to have to tell my sisters about this. He pushed me. - What? “They were sharing all those stories about their sexual adventures, at the plane, on the beach, doing Kama Sutra, and I was completely out of it. “I know you and your sisters are competitive, but hold on, about your sex life. also? “It's not about us being competitive, but we get really excited to be with guys. hot like you... He snorted. “You're competitive. "Okay, but so what am I?" You compare very well with their boyfriends, "Okay, but so what am I?" You compare very well with their boyfriends,

It isn’t just like you can turn to your sister and tell her that you want to have sex. No, it doesn’t work like that. But then again, if the ice is broken in that area, you can pretty much sleep with her if you want to. I came from a close family. My parents, before they split up, taught me and my sister that we’d always have each other. So we didn’t fight and we always could talk about anything. Heather is only a year younger than me, and when we introduced sex into the equation, it made us even closer. Heather and I are older now, and we’ve never been as close as we are today. We have our own lives, but we still find time for each other. We started back when I was only 16 and she was 15.

But as soon as it was over and I kicked him out of my bed, the depression tried to seep through again. "Yeah, that's ridiculous. As I said, it's time to celebrate." My sister is quite the serial dater and she's also a registered nurse. So to her, sex is like a study of the human body, just one that she particularly likes. "You just don't find sex as fun because you've only hooked up with what's-his-face, and he was probably like a starfish. He just laid out and did nothing while he got to finish. You need to find someone to give you an orgasm..."