Foster Sisters Novels & Stories

After receiving Maisie's letter yesterday, I finally opened it today, and I could see that she had been crying. God, even I felt like a total idiot for not asking her about her life. That second letter she wrote back was basically when she was placed in the care system; she calls it being dropped off at a local foster home, but she was basically in care with her sister.

She is a good enough mother in that she is affectionate and does her best with Luna, but she doesn't share my sentiments about raising a kid in an environment with two parents who don't hate eachother. She grew up in a foster home with other foster kids where the guardians didn't care much for them asides the monthly government checks it afforded them with, but she claims she turned out well because she became a doctor and all that, whilst every single one of the other kids got hooked on drugs or one vice or the other.

Or the baby she was having. Which was quite ironical to be honest, given that Jared was the one who had been tormenting her for years. Jared and Lori were in the same foster homes. They were similar in a few ways, in one, they had both been abandoned at birth by their parents. Mrs Wyatt wanted children, she wanted lots of it or so she claimed, she already had three foster kids and one sunny afternoon she got Jared and Lori. She was getting a fat check for all of them anyways, so it was natural for her to keep getting kids.

With that new business idea, their foster parent started bringing older women for them to fuck. So the first day Aiden rammed an older lady’s cunt. It was a strange feeling for him. It was hell. Alex followed his brother’s trails and took the women waiting in bed for him. From there, they became sex gods who makes money for their foster mother. It was a lifestyle they abhorred at first but now, it’s a lifestyle they can’t seem to change. The business made money for them but their foster mother who later adopted them took it all.

She exchanged a glance with Falcone, a silent acknowledgement of the weight of their revelation. Falcone spoke next, his tone measured. "We've been fostering you, Edwin, for twenty years, and Faith, for sixteen. But the roles we've played, as parents, are not quite what you might expect." The confusion on their faces was evident as Nandini continued, "We are not your biological parents. Instead, I am your foster sister, and Falcone is your brother-in-law."

My voice became a gulp, and my smile slowly deflated as I saw that the person behind my door wasn't Trisha, but Kinini, or do I say, Luna Kinini. “What do you want?” I asked my evil foster sister, who stood by the door and glared at me in malice. She crossed her arms, giving me a smirk as she leaned against the wall beside my door. “I see you already taking the Luna position to heart. Believe me, sister, you'll be nothing but a sex toy and a slave to him, just like you were to Eden. Only that Eden couldn't even stand your sight.” Kinini chuckled evilly. I gave her a blank stare, awaiting more fuss from her for a few seconds, but nothing came up.

“Nothing terrible can come out of Frederick.” “You’re right, that’s because i didn’t” Joan mouthed the words from the back of her throat. “They were my foster parents since i was a teenager and i’m glad the world roped us together because i had been through in that dark, twisted system but these two—“ Her eyes to the photo resting against the top of the counter while Amanda stared at her instead. “These two were the light” She whispered.

he asks, heading right between them to break the contact. “Having fun,” Anna sneers and laughs right through it. “You guys were long-gone, why should I stay home alone on a Friday fucking night?!” Eddie is a stupid cunt, I see his challenged brain slowly turning as he registers the implication. “You’re staying with these guys?” She slaps his arm as she cackles. “Yeah, they’re my new fucking foster daddies. Daddy Riven and Daddy Kennedy.” I reach a new personal low when my cock twitches.

"That was a caretaker taking care of Sarah while she was in an unstable state." "What about you guys? Where did you go?" "We were all put in foster care," says Landon. "Separate families, but we were put in good homes." His brother added. "Sarah made sure if anything happened to her, she had someone she knew, someone to have us put in good homes." "My cousins were in foster care," I tell them. "They hated being separate. My youngest cousin, Effie, was pushed into the pool and almost drowned." "That's fucked up."

Mary and the company got tossed into my lap when he decided to retire. Me. The foster girl that took care of him and our foster twin sisters. We aren't blood—well, the twins are—but when we were all put into the same home, I pulled us together. I took care of us, and even though my little brother Topher might have only been a few years younger than me, I saw the greatness in him. I knew from the first day we met he would do something amazing, and he has. I just had no idea he’d then pass that responsibility to me. He acted like he didn’t have one doubt, and that faith is a big reason I’m here to begin with. I could have said no, but I didn’t.