Sleeping Sister Porn Stories Novels & Stories

Busty MILFs (2) The room smelled of séx and expensive lotion. Sweat. Perfume. Cúm. Three naked bodies tangled on the king-size bed. Sia on my left. The other woman, her name turned out to be Mara, Sia’s older sister and silent partner in the company, on my right. Both are still breathing hard and are marked. Red handprints on their asses. Bite marks on their necks. My cúm leaking from between their thighs.

To his left, his mother had neatly placed his unpacked bags against the wall. He stood up and walked to his window, right across the short fence was an unoccupied house. He could immediately tell that it was the house his sister had spoke about, that brought his thoughts back to their new neighbor. Andrew was not a virgin, he had seen quite a number of naked females in person and triple that number in pornographic magazines and videos, but none could compare to the glimpse of Ada he walked into. The way her thick ass cheeks held firmly, clasped against the G-string dividers, her cute slender waist and her smooth thighs. He could picture it all in his head.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

The gentle stroking on my head made me blink my eyes. I didn't move, still looking at my room, which was always the same, and the glimpse of the trees outside that could be seen from my bedroom window. The first thing I realized was that I was asleep on the rugged, athletic, and masculine body of my sister's fiancé. The second was that the rough hands gently caressing me were his. The third was that one of his free, burly arms hugged my waist so tightly. I didn't expect that I could fall asleep like this. Well, it had become a habit. It seemed as if we always fell asleep hugging each other after great sex.

The sun wasn’t fully up yet when I woke to a ticklish feeling. Not the alarm. Not the sunlight. But something moving slowly across my stomach—warm breath, then a soft nip at my rib. And a voice I knew far too well growling low in my ear. “What the...” I mumbled, half-asleep. “Guess who fell asleep on her laptop with the screen still on,” Aaric whispered between quiet chuckles. “And guess who’s been snoring just a little for the past two hours?”

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

My Aunts, Uncle and Grandparents have taken over the parlour, sleeping there every night. There is always an abundance of dirty dishes and pots in the sink, smudges on the cream titles and brown lumps in the toilet. My tall, doe-eyed cousin—Akeye— has the loudest snore, she keeps me up at night. Her plump, short sister—Ukwudi—always keeps her used sanitary pads on display in the sink and Gigi, a cousin from my father's side prays loudly all night long, binding and casting the usual demons. I cannot wait for them to leave. Dad goes straight to his room, ignoring my Uncle—Mum's younger brother—who trails behind him in a bid to ask him for favours. We exchange pleasantries with the relatives in

I take a deep breath and try again. “My sister got kicked out of my parent’s house, she’s pregnant and she needs a place to stay. So she moved in with me. Every time she’s around I get a little crazy, I’m stressed out of my mind. And for that reason I am not in the right mind to spend time with anyone.” I say and he looks at me thoughtful.

Fuck, I love my job! Loosening my tie, I walked slowly to the bed as I watched the girls move their hands all over their bodies. The one on the right never broke eye contact with me as she placed her hand on her sister's face and began to french kiss her. Her sister, whose back was turned to me, moved her body so she was on her knees with her legs open and began to rub her sister’s tit. The one kept her eyes on me as she reached between her sister’s legs and began to finger her clit.