Big Brother Poem From Little Sister นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Telling me to let go? No, this is for an eight year old me. The little girl who walked in on her supposed big brother butchering her mother like a pig, without mercy. The audacity to turn back around and try to ‘raise’ us, be the best big brother ever. Hilarious!

A girl with braids asked curiously, "Don't you only have an elder brother? When did you get a big sister? Is she your father's secret illegitimate child?" "Piss off," Brad snapped. "You know my dad sent me to work at a law firm, right? She's a senior who takes good care of me. She's older than me, so naturally, I think of her as a big sister. Stop making fun of her." Iris greeted them openly. "Hello." "Hello, big sister," they echoed, following Brad's lead. Iris was speechless. She ran her fingers through her hair, her pink lips forming a charming smile. "Hello to you too, kids."

"I like that. When we're around others, you call me big brother." "Just like I call your father, 'husband,' around others," Mom moaned, her big tits heaving as she rode dad." "Yes, Master Big Brother!" my little sister squealed. I gripped her hips and thrust against her hymen. Her cherry popped. I groaned in delight as her hot pussy engulfed my dick. I shuddered in delight as I sank into her virgin heaven. It was so wonderful being in her. My cock throbbed in her twat. I loved how tight she was. How hot she was. It was such a perfect moment to be in her.

"Yes...all of it. Please give me your cock, big brother. I've been so good for you, haven't I? I've been a good little sister. I teased you all through the date last night. Part of me wanted it to be like this but part of me wanted you to get frustrated with me and just bend me over the hood of your car. To be treated like just a hole to fuck." Hearing those words from my little sister's mouth was was so unexpectedly erotic that I had to calm my breathing for a second. It wouldn't do to cum before I even took a stroke inside her, although chances are she would have regarded that as a point of pride. As she spoke she had wrapped her legs around me and was pulling me in faster. I resisted on p

Pops shouted and kicked him in the belly. Gregory groaned in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood. But he still burst out laughing. “You are pathetic, Little Brother. Are you going to kill me? I doubt it. I'm the only family you have left. You can't kill me,” he said. But Pops looked back at him coldly. “You sound pathetic. Do you think your little words are going to make me keep you alive?” He asked. Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on his face. “I hope you have enjoyed your life, Big Brother. In the next life, I wouldn't want you to be my brother…”

' I typed. 'Did your little brother stop you from coming here alone?' 'Eh' Persia replied. 'It's the same for u as well?' 'It was hard for me' 'I had to beat him up myself in order to come here' 'A sticker of a rabbit sighing, seeming bewildered.' 'Hmm' I replied. 'Perhaps this is the good point of being a big sister' 'What do u mean?' Persia replied. 'You could beat him up' I texted. 'I can't possibly beat up my cute little sister'

“Why did you go and get all badass and cool the moment you left?” I scoff at my little sister and her words, which are – in classic Juniper style – as much insult as they are compliment.

You don’t make me smaller, You don’t dim to let me shine. You stand beside me, shoulders strong, And somehow we both rise. They see the kindness in your smile, The brilliance in your mind. They don’t see the ancient instinct, That walks a step behind. You laugh with me in daylight, You guard me in the night. Soft as falling feathers, Fierce when all's not right. I’ve never had someone stay, Without wanting something more. But you stayed because you chose me, That’s what sisters are for.

"I will sing you a song. Sleep well, okay?" She hummed. Then, close her eyes. Seeing that, warmth flashed across my eyes, accompanied by a complicated emotion that I couldn't name, but I soon composed myself and opened my mouth to start singing. "When the stars form at night. They brighten the world beautifully. But do you know, sister? Even the star isn't as bright as you. Your smile is brighter than the brightest star. Your eyes hold beauty that transcends worlds. Oh, sister, sister, I love you..."