Sleeping Sister Porn Stories Novels & Stories

"Choke on it, you crying slut! Cum on your brother's dick. squirt like the pathetic mess you are!" "HARDER! FUCK, YES…!" she wails, slamming back against me, her tits pressed flush against the mattress. Every savage thrust hammers her cervix, and I feel her teetering on the edge. "Don’t stop… I’m cumming! WAAAAH… pound my sloppy hole till I explode! Fill me… shoot that baby batter deep! Caleb, please, breed your slutty sister's cunt!!"

They both couldn’t come out of this sex addiction and still fucked anyways even though they are step siblings. My fingers plunged deep into my already soaked pussy as I still sat on the floor with my back against the wall, my legs were spread obscenely wide. I watched my stepbrother Derek stroke his thick cock furiously while he stared at my own p**n video playing on his laptop. The room was filled with the wet sounds of two people masturbating, his hand was flying over his shaft and my own fingers too were pumping in and out of my wet dripping cunt.

I admit I insulted him after the argument and called his dick a shrimp as I asked that we try a different style, but he called me a whore that loved to fuck, and yes, I did love to fuck, but I never thought of cheating, especially with my sister's fiancé, I mean, if you even call this cheating. He suddenly started increasing speed, moving faster and rougher, hitting my ass; it hurt. Soon I was moving against the bed as his speed just kept increasing with each thrust. Fuck, it got to a point I stopped circling my clit; I was just breathing heavily as, goodness, he was fucking the shit out of me. “Oh yes, fuck.” He held me tighter and pulled me closer, making me feel him deep in me as his dick

Issa dipped the corner of hers into the salsa with care, then glanced at her brother out of the corner of her eye. Issa rolled her eyes and flipped her hair again. The little clips trembled. Arianna grabbed a grape from the fruit bowl and popped it into her mouth. “By the way, who’s dumber: a man who cheats with a twenty-two-year-old Pilates instructor, or a woman who gets fresh filler and then goes to an outdoor brunch three days later?” Without turning around, Sienna said, “The filler. The sun is police.” “I’m picking the Pilates instructor,” I said. “Twenty-two-year-old women usually show up with matcha, abs, and social danger.”

Much bigger than anything she’d imagined during her late-night masturbation sessions. *Holy fuck. That’s my sister’s cock. That’s the dick that fucks Elena every night… and now it’s going to destroy me.*

The next morning, the sunlight poured through the thin curtains of Anita’s apartment, illuminating the small living room with a harsh glow that seemed to mirror the weight pressing down on her chest. She sat at the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the floor, her mind mixed with responsibilities and worries. Grace. Her sister, barely twenty-two, pregnant, abandoned, and desperate. And somehow, the entire problem had landed squarely on Anita’s shoulders.

It felt like I wasn’t in control of my body as I made my way closer to the bedroom that I shared with my husband. Reaching out, I pushed the door open just a little bit, hoping that I was wrong. My sister wouldn’t sleep with my husband. She wouldn’t do that to me. “That’s right, you’re going to take it all. Fuck, you are so much better than Andreena. I’m going to come.” Nolan snarled. His hand was tight in my sister’s perfect blonde hair. His hips slapped against her bottom as she arched her back, fucking herself back onto him.

" I can't believe how it is. It's the biggest cock I have ever seen. I want all of it in me. My husband's dick is not even half the size of yours. I didn't know what I was missing until you stuck it in me. Sis finished unbuttoning her gown and took it off. She reached down and pulled her panties off, then threw them on the floor. I looked at her pussy. It was shaved just like mom's was. I reached over and cupped her pussy in my hand. My sister laid back on the bed. "Fuck the fondling Billy; I want that cock in me now. All of it, I don't care how you do it but I better see all of it buried in my cunt." She spread her legs wide and raised her knees. She was ready. I moved between her legs and

Sister Agnes: I couldn't believe how good it felt, my fingers buried deep inside my slick pussy, sliding in and out with that wet, squelching sound that always made me hotter. The dim light of the convent's back room filtered through the cracked window, casting shadows over the stone walls, but who cared about that? My sisters, Beatrice and Clara, were right there with me, sprawled out on the old wooden benches we'd dragged together to make a makeshift bed. Beatrice had her legs spread wide, her hand working furiously between her thighs, her breaths coming in sharp gasps as she pinched her nipple with her free hand. Clara was on her back, knees bent, two fingers plunging into her ass while h

“But sisters do moan like desperate little sluts in heat, begging their big brother to fuck them harder. Sisters spread their legs wide open and cry for their brother’s thick cock to stretch their tight pussy until they’re sobbing with pleasure.” Her face flushed deep red. Her pulse quickened under my fingers as I slowly fastened each button, trapping her in my scent. “Sisters don’t just let their brother take their first time,” 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, mil