Taboo Sister Stories Novels & Stories

It started small and built into something real — genuine, unguarded, the off-key shower laugh that nobody in the world was supposed to know about, filling the hospital room at nine in the morning — and Irina started laughing too because what else were you going to do and they sat there, the two Sabalenka sisters, one of them six weeks out of a coma and one of them pregnant by the other one's fiancé, laughing in a hospital room in Atlanta like two people who had been through the absolute most and had landed, somehow, still together. When it settled Anna wiped her eyes and looked at her sister and said: "Tell me everything. From the beginning. Leave nothing out." So Irina did.

I looked down at the obscene sight. Two identical beautiful women on their knees, faces already messy with spit and precum, fighting to pleasure all three of my cocks. Sophia took the middle one deeper, gagging herself until her eyes watered, while Selena sucked hard on the lower cock and continued jerking the other two with fast, twisting strokes. They even started competing. Sophia pulled off the middle cock with a wet pop and tried to fit two heads into her mouth at the same time — the middle and the left one. Her lips stretched obscenely wide as she struggled, drooling heavily while her sister laughed and slapped the lower cock against her tongue.

"Olise—" "You're roommates who share a legal document!" he shouted, his voice cracking with emotion. "She’s never here! She runs away to Europe, to New York, to anywhere else because she doesn't know how to be a wife, and she sure as hell doesn't know how to be a mother! You are lonely, Vincent. You’ve been living in a golden cage, and you’re terrified to admit that the lock is already broken!"

Layla I had spent most of my life standing in my sister’s shadow. My sister, Lena, was the loud one. People notice her first cause she’s the brighter one. I was the quiet younger sister who watched everything and said very little. Five years ago, when I was still in my late teens, I watched Lena fall apart because of a silly man named Carl. He cheated on her. When she confronted him, he gaslighted her and turned it around, saying she wasn’t enough for him. Such a liar!

The Gatekeeper paused and let out a maniacal laugh. “Believe me I may laugh, but I can't find this funny. Whoever your sister is, she caused Mayari Tabbu so much trouble. So much that her heart crumbled like rubble. Good thing she was enlightened, or else the Mayari Tabbu you know now is a thing of the past and is forever forgotten.” Luntian bristles. “Well, it’s kind of hard for me to believe –” “As hard as it is for you to believe what happened in the past, well — it did happen! Now stop being so crass!”

One reckless, selfish night that tore everything apart. It started innocently, or at least that’s what I tell myself when I can’t sleep at night. My fiancée’s sister, Clara, was nothing like her. Where my fiancée was calm, steady, and practical, Clara was wild, impulsive, and unpredictable. She had a way of walking into a room and demanding attention without even trying. And though I would never admit it out loud, a small part of me always noticed her — the way she laughed too loudly, the way her eyes lingered when they should have turned away. I thought I could handle it. I thought I could keep those fleeting sparks buried where they belonged. But temptation has a way of waiting for the rig

She leaned in close, her eyes flashing with a terrifying clarity. "You will never get what you want," she hissed. "You can take my space, you can take my breath, and you can even take this house. But you will never have me. Not the way you want. You’ll just be the pathetic little brother playing with his sibling's discarded toys." Cassian’s eyes darkened, the amusement in them curdling into something far more predatory as he slowly retracted his hand from her. He didn't step back, though. He stayed in her space, his shadow swallowing hers against the door.

I moaned into his neck, the stretch and fullness overwhelming after hours of denial. Kane fucked me with deep, powerful strokes, one hand covering my mouth to keep me quiet while the other rubbed my clit. “Such a dirty little sister,” he whispered hotly in my ear. “Getting fucked by your stepbrother while your aunt sleeps right above us. Does it turn you on knowing she could come down any second and see me breeding you?” I nodded frantically, tears of overwhelming pleasure and guilt leaking from my eyes. The risk was intoxicating. Every thrust felt more dangerous, more forbidden.

Nora sighed, nodded and began her story. "We were twins but very different. My sister was free-spirited and liked the wild lifestyle. I was very reserved and preferred staying home. Our parent's constant scolding of her due to her wild behaviour and comparing her to me, using me as a standard of good behaviour, was something she was unhappy about. When we turned twenty, she was gambling, drinking and smoking. She had already had two abortions, our parents knew of one, and I was aware of both," She scoffed.

"And that's my friend in there, I'm sure she'll help me out, when you return everything will be okay, Tabby said and Mel made her back to school, though she was doubtful of her sister, she could not win against her. "What are you willing to do to change your miserable life? I can get your mother treated at the best hospital ever and your sister catered for all through her senior school to college to a good job, a princess life,’ Tessa said to her once Tabby returned. "You know what Tessa, I could give away my life if it would get my mother treated and get me out of this misery, I wanted to give them a good life but I failed,’ Tabby said bitterly as tears welled up her eyes, she had been hold