Taboo Sister Novels & Stories

Then she moaned happily as I slid into the bed on top of her and filled my mouth with her right breast. "Oh, damn," she groaned as my dick pushed its way into her incredibly tight pussy. "Mmm," I moaned around that hard nipple in my mouth. It felt incredible to slide my hard cock into my sister's pussy once again. I couldn't help but recall what she had said, about the mental stimulation this taboo act added to the experience. The way she was looking at my face and gasping, I knew she was thinking about it again. She was getting even more turned on as her brother filled her up with dick.

“So, you would lie to me?” “No, I can’t lie to you, remember?” He ground his teeth. “Not after you had that little bitch of a witch put that damned spell on me.” Someone walks out from the shadows with a ‘tsk tsk’ sound, and as I look back, Tabatha, my personal little pet witch looks at Pete with an eager and evil possessive gleam. Pete ignores her, but I see him stiffen at the sound of her. I internally howl with laughter. This is so much fun. I have Pete at the balls because of his sister, and I have her working for me forever with the promise that she can have Pete some day. I can’t wait for him to meet his fated mate, as I know Tabatha will take her time killing her. She is not going to

I was freezing from head to toe, my legs so weak I nearly collapsed, yet inside the private room, the atmosphere only grew hotter and wilder. My sister-in-law, Sabine Vire, sat straddling Cassian Thorne’s lap, her skirt pushed up to the top of her thighs. "Cass, if your wife finds out about this, she’ll be heartbroken. She still thinks those days on the Obsidian Isle were with you, but the truth is, it was all five of you."

He'd said and left. I was scrolling through his profile on I*******m when my sister returned from seeing him off. She came into my bedroom and I had lock my screen fast. "What the heck Sarah, I've asked you multiple times to knock before you come in here, you need to learn to respect my privacy." I rolled my eyes, "what do you want?"

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

Megan scrambled to pull her robe tight around her curvy body as the loud knock sounded again at the front door. Ryan jumped up fast, his muscular frame tense while his cum still leaked down her thighs, she rushed to the door on shaky legs, heart racing. Her sister stood there with a raised eyebrow when Megan finally opened up. "What took you so long, sis? I was knocking forever, you hiding a man in there or something?" She laughed and stepped inside, pulling Megan into a warm hug.

The guests' murmurs crashed over me like a tidal wave. "I knew it! A leopard can't change its spots. The jinx of the Sullivan family is pure evil. Not only did she get her own biological brother killed, but she's now trying to steal her adopted brother's protective charm to get him killed too. Clearly, she wants to wipe out the Sullivans so she can hoard all of her family's inheritance for herself." "I heard the eldest son of the Sullivan family, who died, was incredibly close to her. What an idiot, letting himself be killed by the sister he doted on the most."

"One brother, two sisters. Yeah." "How'd you end up in the Special Forces?" "Are you interviewing me for a job? I'm beginning to sweat over here." Tabby winced. "Sorry." She glanced down, her face crumpling and shoulders slumping. "Hey." He reached across toward her, hand out. "What's going on?" "I'm sorry." She moved her fingers to look at him. "This was a bad idea." "No, it's not." He wiggled his fingers at her.

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby