روايات وقصص ضمن Little Sister Literotica

"At the same time, I suppose that's often the case with little girl's who only have big Brothers." We're briefly interrupted by a waitress who brings us the cocktails we ordered. For a few seconds, we just enjoy them. I must admit that the recipe is excellent. But Sarah quickly comes back to the subject. "And what are they like with the little girl?" "Like big brothers who let themselves be led along. Affectionately, protective... even Lucian is as sweet as a lamb with her!” "Ah, really?" Sarah seems really surprised. As if the idea that they could be nice to their sister was unlikely!

That really didn't matter much, though, because I didn't encounter her all that often. I just walked in, and I was talking to Jenny in the kitchen. She had taken a sip from her glass, and, out of nowhere, said, "I never realized my sister was so wild in bed...or that Bryan could be so into men!" I didn't know where the conversation was headed, but I knew I didn't want to add much to it. Anyway, she said, "I think sis was a little drunk, but she mentioned you were on Literotica...and that there was a whole series, about your relationship...and your sex life." She grinned, "You are...um...very busy...and very wild, too!"

“Luna! Do you know that Miss Lyrie is the queen of all werewolves?” I looked down at the little pup pulling on my leg with the biggest of smiles on her face. I smiled back at her before reaching down and lifting her into my arms. “Is that so?” I asked, tickling the little girl a little, causing her to giggle. She nodded and pointed toward my blonde sister who was now sitting in a circle of children and reading them a book. “Yes, see, there she is now. Is she your sister? Does that mean you’re a queen too?” She asked excitedly.

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

Lita sat sideways on the bed, reached out to tidy up my messy hair, and said, "My good sister." Pah! The next second, she raised her hand and slapped me. My ears buzzed as my face burned. Although my hands were tied, my feet weren't. I raised my feet and kicked Lita hard in the belly, "What on earth do you want?" I kicked her hard. Lita fell backward with a painful expression on her face. She covered her stomach and got up. She then picked up a laptop from the table behind her. I recognized the laptop at a glance. It was my laptop.

Lacy said pointedly. "Really? I wonder what he would think of Mrs. Lacy Lacrosse?" Lily threatened, grabbing the little book from the drawer of her sister's old desk. Lacy looked at her with a horrified expression. "You wouldn't," she cried before jumping at Lily. She reached for the little pink journal with Lacy Lacrosse written all over it. Lily dodged her and then grinned. "I think I just might," she said smugly and raced out of her sister's room and down the stairs.

VOID My pretty little sister. The only thorn who got to step on my toes and live to smirk about it. I stayed there for a moment, savoring the sight of her passed out with my cum in-between her thighs. I'd always fantasized this very moment, pictured it in a thousand ways. Yet, none of them had been as good as this very one. My cum looked so perfect on her, and I couldn't wait to put it into her virgin cunt. I smirked, gently turning her over so I could stare at her face. She looked like a mess—rough hair, cheeks mapped by tears, blood on her leg.

She didn’t say anything for a long moment, just held on tight, breathing deeply. Then, she lifted her head, her face radiant, transformed by a joy so bright it could have powered the city. “Hi, baby!” she whispered fiercely against my robe. “I’m Lila! I’m your big sister! I’m gonna teach you everything! How to build forts! How to trick Daddy! How to draw dragons that aren’t scary!” She looked up at Damien, her eyes blazing with excitement. “Daddy! Can I help pick names? Can I help get the tiny clothes? Can I hold the baby? Can I….”

"A divorce agreement? Anna, are you serious? You love Tristan. Why would you suddenly want to end it?" "That woman's back. I suppose it's time I stepped aside," I murmured. The line went still. Then, Lily whispered, "God… She's really back." I hadn't spoken her name. Lily didn't need me to. Winnie was Tristan's first love. I had never laid eyes on her, yet her name had sat in my heart like an invisible thorn for five long years. That first winter night after Tristan and I were married was bitterly cold, yet he insisted on working late in the study.

her childish nickname for me arrives, acting like a splash of cold water. ME: I'm renting a specialized loft to share with a business partner for my perfume line. She sends a wailing anime sticker immediately, so I quickly type: ME: But in six months, if the business takes off, I’ll get a massive house and we can all live together. She instantly sends a dancing girl emoji. Sis: “I’ll remind you of this promise in exactly five months, L!” ME: "L? L?? I'm your elder sister, you brat and that Big bros is my twin"