Wicked Sisters - Sex Stories

Wicked Sisters

... imagined her admiration, looking forward to being worshiped by someone as mysterious as her.

In the next instant, his thoughts were jolted from the ethereal realm back into the tangible presence before him. "I want you," he murmured, reaching out to brush his fingers along the side of her jaw. She did not resist. Instead, leaning into his touch, her eyes locked on his, as a soft moan escaped her lips. She reached up and pulled him closer, their bodies pressing together in a way that left no doubt about the raw desire they shared. His heart pounded furiously inside his chest, matching the throbbing pulse between his legs. They moved together as one, their lips and hands exploring each other's bodies in a way that was both rough and tender. Each touch was sparking more desire within. He ran his hands over her curves, tracing her body with his fingertips until, finally, he found what he had been seeking - the warmth between her thighs. Her skin was damp to the touch; she moaned into his ear, urging him further.

He sucked in a shaky breath against her lips when his fingers brushed against her damp panties, feeling the heat radiating from her. He traced the edges with eager anticipation, before slipping a finger beneath the material and finding her slick folds waiting.

She gasped at his intrusion and bucked her hips against his hand. He couldn’t hold back a groan as he felt her tight warmth close around him, even if it was just a finger. The sensation was all-consuming, ...

... sending sparks of primal need coursing through his veins.

His thumb found its way to her swollen nub and began circling it gently. With each stroke, she clung onto him tighter and whined into their shared kiss. His cock throbbed painfully inside his pants as he watched her writhing beneath him – eyes closed tightly and pretty pink lips parting in silent cries of ecstasy. He wanted her – all of her. And he wanted to bury himself deep inside her tight heat until she screamed his name in pleasure. But a sudden sense of unease began creeping up on him, causing him to pause. The young woman's passion seemed to have twisted into something darker, more dangerous. A sudden chill ran through him as he realized that he might have made a grave mistake.

The smell of damp earth and the subtle scent of rotting vegetation reached his nose. His heart pounded in his chest as he pulled away from her embrace, a feeling of dread settling over him. He looked deeply into her eyes which were now not the mesmerizing blues but an ominous black void staring back. A shudder ran down his spine as he realized that whatever was happening, wasn't natural.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice a soft purr that sent a shiver down his spine.

Her laughter echoed in his ears as she gazed at him intensely, making him aware of how vulnerable he was. As she moved closer, he stumbled backward, her body brushing against his.

"You feel it too, don't you?" she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. ...