LOGINCaught Between Two Sisters (5)"She just called me up desperate," I lied, each word hurting me."Right," Charlotte said, clearly not happy with my answer. "I hope you didn’t have any thoughts about her! That’s my baby sister, you know."Fucking hell, Charlotte's fear, although true, was making me panic even more."I don’t have any thoughts about her," I said. "I was just trying to help.""So you don’t fancy her?" Charlotte asked."Not even a little bit," I lied. "We’ve been through this."I hated what I was saying. I knew I was being a hypocrite, but what could I say? Yes, I’ve officially cheated on you with your si
Caught Between Two Sisters (5)“Mmmm..” she moaned softly. I trembled. She moved slightly, which led to my hand going a little higher on her thigh, just under her skirt. Her hand never once left my cóck as I felt her lean in close to me. Her warm breath hit my neck. Oh god, what I'd do to feel her lips."You should know," she whispered, "I don't have any underwear on."Then, she bit down on my earlobe and gently pulled back."Ooooh," I moaned as she did it and moved away.My eyes looked to her bare thighs, knowing that my hand was so close to her exposed, young pûssy.She started to stroke me faster, and I couldn't stop myself from letting out little moans of pure pleasure."Hey," Brooke suddenly said.I turned my head. In my horny state, I completely didn't realize she had picked up her phone."Hey, everything okay?" I heard Charlotte's voice on the other end.What the fûck?! Brooke gave my cóck a little squeeze and kept on wanking me."Yeah, just seeing what you're up to this w
CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO SISTERS (4)“Don't be like that. Aren't you happy to see me?” she said, swaying from side to side in a girlish manner.“I thought this was over,” I argued.But I couldn't stop my eyes from glancing down at her legs.“Why don't we go for a drive and discuss it like adults?” she asked.“No, I'm not going anywhere with you,” I told her. “Leave me alone.”I turned to walk away.But I stopped dead in my tracks at what she said next.“Shame. I wonder how Charlotte will react when she sees our texts,” she said, a lot louder than I would've liked.I turned my head.Brooke was just smiling back at me, still swaying like a girl.“What?” I replied.“Well, I think it's only fair that she finds out what happened. Don't you? And from our texts, it's pretty obvious what happened,” she said with a little giggle.“Brooke, please,” I managed to say as I walked over to her. “It shouldn't have happened. Please don't tell Charlotte.”I begged.I didn't care.I knew I had to.“Well, that
Caught between two sisters (3)"So? And I'm with Harry," she said, pressing her body firmer against mine. "People do it all the time, just a little fun on the side." I felt her hands start to move down my arms, and I instinctively grabbed onto them, attempting to push her away. "I don't," I told her, trying to move back a little. "You're telling me you haven't thought about it?" she asked, unfazed by my attempt to stop her. I had a tight hold on her wrists, but she just stepped closer to me again. "I... Brooke... it's..." I stammered. Come on! Say something better than that! "See? I knew it!" she said and suddenly wriggled a hand free, which then landed on my waist. She pressed herself against me, and I felt my painfully hard cóck catch a glimpse of pleasure from her pressure. I prayed silently for the strength to stop this somehow. I had probably the sexiest person I'd ever seen throwing herself at me. Back in my single days, I would've fûcked her until she couldn't
Caught between two sisters (2)I couldn’t get Brooke out of my head for the next few days. Something about her had me completely fixated. I knew it was wrong—fantasizing about my fiancée’s sister—but it was just that: a fantasy. When Sunday arrived, I was actually excited to see her again, to keep the image of her fresh in my mind. *I hope she’s dressed in something slutty,* I thought. When the doorbell rang, my heart skipped a beat. Charlotte answered it, and from the kitchen, I could hear Brooke's soft, delicate voice. Then she walked in. She was wearing a tight, fashionable black shirt and another short skirt. Once again, she wore tights that teased what was underneath. "Hi, George," she said, hugging me. *Don’t ever stop,* I thought. But, of course, she eventually pulled away. It was a mix of pleasure and torture that night. Every time Brooke slightly stretched, her black shirt would ride up, giving me a glimpse of her smooth, tanned skin. I could feel myself p
It was a cold, dark night when I first met Brooke.I had been living with her sister, Charlotte, for a couple of years.We first met when we were both traveling.When we started dating, I was actually living a two-hour drive away from her, so we only met on weekends.After a couple of years, though, I took the plunge and moved to where she lived.We bought a cute little house together, which was tough to afford at first as we were both just starting our careers.Plus, all of her family lived in Ireland, so they couldn’t support us much.We made it work, though, in our little two-bedroom house that we made our home.We were happy.Charlotte was tall, with dark hair that she had cut short, although I preferred it when it was long.She was slim with perky tits.Although I was definitely a "big tits" kind of guy, I still loved her slim, toned figure.It was great.We were madly in love, having sex constantly in every room of the house.I was kind of a "man’s man," as you would say.Six fe
(This story has gay themes. Kindly skip if this might trigger you)——Elijah and I only barely caught each other's eyes as we 'sup' nodded each other. This was gonna be so damn awkward. We avoided being too near each other, tuning into a different conversation if someone invited us in.The beer was hel
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!********************"That's it, pound that slutty pussy!" Another person yelled. I'm not a slut! Helen thought as waves of pleasure crashed through her. She was slowly building towards orgasm and her moans were much louder now, even muffled by the engo
CONTINUATION: A CHRISTMAS I'LL NEVER FORGET We walked through a set of large double doors and headed down a dark, eerie hallway into a room just off the main path. The room was poorly lit, filled with bruised and damaged furniture, clothing racks, and odd pieces of mannequins strewn about. Amber was
I walked into my dorm room and sighed in relief.It smelled like beer, sweat and sex, but at least it was quiet. It was Friday night and my roommate Matt went out earlier with his girlfriend Sandra.They liked to party heavily, especially on the weekend. They also both liked to fûck like rabbits when







