Wicked Sisters - Sex Stories

Wicked Sisters

... burning out of control. She wanted to make her sister come, to see her fall apart.

Every single touch brought Moira closer to ecstasy in a stimulating, almost agonizing way. Seraphina could feel her sister's body tensing beneath her in response to her confident, deliberate caresses. With that she became even more demanding, circling Moira's clit; faster; more intense. Moira's moans were enough of an answer, her orgasm was close. Suddenly, however, Seraphina stopped her assault and left Moira trembling and gasping for air. A glance into her sister’s face found eyes full of desire.

"Please," Moira whispered, her voice hoarse with longing.

With a smile Seraphina's fingers trailed down Moira's inner thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She leaned forward, her breath hot against her sister's ear. "You want more, don't you?" she whispered huskily.

Seraphina's fingers retreated to their earlier assault, yet again rubbing slow circles around the sensitive nub that made Moira moan with pleasure. Seraphina's other hand snaked up Moira's body, cupping her breast and teasing her nipple with her thumb. Moira arched her back, writhing with pleasure. Seraphina's fingers moved faster, her touch becoming more insistent, just to bring her sister closer to the edge with every short, sharp gasp.

Moira's eyes were glazed over, her lips parted in a silent plea for more, as she looked down at Seraphina. Seraphina smirked, her fingers still wet with Moira's desire. ...

... Standing upright, Seraphina found Moira's lips as her fingers connected with her pussy once again, making her body tremble uncontrollably.

As Seraphina continued to tease her sister, her own desire was building. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, her clit throbbing with need. She broke the kiss, her breath coming in heated gasps.

"I want to taste you, too," Moira whispered, her eyes full of desire. Seraphina nodded eagerly, her body trembling with anticipation. She straddled Moira, her pussy hovering just above her sister's eager mouth. Moira wasted no time in plunging her tongue into her wetness, eliciting a moan from Seraphina.

Seraphina leaned forward, her fingers finding their way back to Moira's clit. She rubbed it with increasing speed and pressure, matching the rhythm of Moira's tongue on her own pussy. The two sisters were lost in pleasure, both desperate to bring each other to the brink.

The man felt his body tremble as he watched this passionate dance.

The air was filled with a sweet, unmistakable scent that seemed to hypnotize him. With every stroke of Seraphina's fingers and every flick of her tongue, Moira could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. He lay there paralyzed but aware of the beauty unfolding before him until finally, they both reached their peak, screaming out in unison and collapsing into one another's arms.

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As the two witches lay in a heap of tangled limbs, their bodies still trembling with the ...