Slept With My Sister Novels & Stories

We were two halves of the same soul. Wrapped in that comfort, we fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. For the first time in a thousand nights, I didn't dream of running. I didn't wake up in a cold sweat. I simply slept, anchored by the heartbeat of the sister who had never let me go. JIN

Her grip in my hair tightened, her hips rolling frantically into my hand as I felt her orgasm building, ready to fracture— Something freezing cold dumped over my face. I woke up coughing, gasping for air, but I didn't even get a second to clear the water from my eyes before I was being dragged out of bed. My instincts took over and I lunged, but my attacker was already moving. A heavy weight slammed me hard against the floor, pinning me down as I wheezed. “Valen,” I spat through gritted teeth as my brother's scent instantly filled my nostrils. “Still going through puberty, little brother?” He barked out a laugh, finally releasing my neck and pushing me aside.

When we see them all asleep, we quietly tip toe out of their room and head towards ours. It's been a long day and all of us are pretty exhausted, but we are never too exhausted for our nightly bonding time. Not anymore, anyway. I smile when I realize I am the last to walk into the room and close the door. My eyes find my men naked and standing alongside the bed. On it lies my sister. She is getting them both first.

It was beyond comprehension. I couldn't contain my frustration any longer. "You know what, Liam? I'm not ready to sleep at your side. Did you forget you slept with my sister in that same house, Not now, not ever," I snapped, my eyes searching for his, but he kept his gaze down.

Normally, I would have had tissues ready and waiting, but I'd been too lost in my fantasy to think that far ahead. By the time I finished showering, throwing my sheets in the wash, and then remaking my bed with a fresh set, I was already starting to doze off. Once my head hit the pillow and I felt sleep creeping up on me, I was forced to acknowledge the truth I'd been hiding from for quite some time now: I wanted to fuck my sister. *****

The sight of these two sexy coeds, one of them my sister, kneeling between my legs, their tits swinging back and forth as they fight over my cock, gives me the biggest orgasm of the night. The next morning I wake up, glad to know it wasn't just a dream. I really slept with my sister and her roommate, their naked bodies still wrapped around mine. My morning hard-on doesn't go unnoticed and Sherrie argues successfully that she should be the one to ride it because she won't see me as often as my sister. Susan watches for a while then runs one hand over Sherrie's ass and down to my balls and uses her other hand to stimulate Sherrie's clit, while Sherrie bounces up

Back to the place that smelled like us. Our room was dark, and familiar. Luca stopped at the door and lifted his brows. “You haven't told me about your day.” I sat on the bed with a sigh and placed one foot under my thigh. "It was fun," I said. "Hanging out with my sister. She made me laugh so much I forgot how to breathe. But the whole time I kept checking the time. Wondering what I was missing here. If something had happened. If you were okay."

I knew his business; he had money. How could his sister be selling herself to other men? Was she doing this for money? Was she that desperate for cash, or did she just want to do it? The very thought of it made my blood boil. I was so incredibly pissed off. The idea of her sleeping with other men for money, letting strangers lay their dirty hands on her skin, made me want to rip the world apart. Her precious fucking skin. I want to rip the hands of the men who have touched her!

I sUd to her as I stood up from her bed. "Good night." I felt relieved, I mended my relationship with my sister. I would be able to sleep well with my wife sleeping in my arms tonight. * How do you like this chapter? Please vote and comment massively.

So they hugged their sister until she cried herself to sleep. ***