Romans & histoires My Beautiful Sister

My sister's tiny bikini accidentally revealed everything and the unexpected occured. Enjoy.. ***** I've read some of these stories, and I can never buy it when some guy says, "My sister was gorgeous, but I just never looked at her 'that way' before," or "I was shocked to realize my sister had such big tits." Give me a break. If you have an attractive older sister with big tits, you've been keenly aware of it for years. That was certainly the case for me.

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

I think aloud, as my sister leads me back into the limo that had brought us earlier. She had showed up immediately after the girls had dropped that earth shattering bomb, and as the problem solving sister, she successfully rescued me before the twin demons could progress into beating the living daylight out of me for stealing Rosa's man. " You're beautiful too, you know that, right?" " I know, I know, but in this case it doesn't count. I mean did you not seen her? That girl could turn a straight lady gay, she's that beautiful, far too beautiful to be replaced by me." I reply as I settle into the car.

“Oh. Well, there was a decree never to mentioned about the change of my look, but since it’s you… I can try to work some ways around, trying not breaking the rules.” “You can tell me, but not tell me. Like tell me stories of what's behind it.” “Alright. I had a sister.” "A sister?" “Well, we’re not truly sisters, but cousins. We were so close that we could be mistaken as sisters. She was much older than me though.” "Older, hmm." “Yes, she was known as the Great Beauty of the Northern Border.” “Great beauty?”

My sister asked and I shook my head, "we were playing against her on friday.. but I'm being nice because there's no other seats and she knows me." My sister nodded and took a bite on her burger. I took a bite on mine too. "Hey.. so I realized that I don't know this beautiful princess sitting here..." Jas said sitting next to me and looking at my sister. "I'm Barbie... you are beautiful, I love your hair it looks like Justin Bieber.." My sister said and Jas smiled, "whaaaaat? You're more beautiful.. and You know my brother Justin..?" "Yeah he sings..." my sister smiled seeming proud of herself for 'knowing' Bieber.

My head was aching due to a hangover. I opened the door and was immediately greeted by the gentle face of my older sister. Our age gap is quite big, but even so, there is no denying that she is very much beautiful. She has this small, angelic face. Her jet-black doe eyes made her look even prettier. "Sister..." I said and gave her a small smile. Suddenly I felt shy.. She's just too beautiful while I am the total opposite of her.

Her voice was just as beautiful as her and I smiled and waved at each sister. “I don’t think I have to introduce Sin though, your like a next copy of her” I chuckled, I only thought that it was my sister and a few other people who were made this sweet. “Thank you Preti but I’m not as beautiful as her though” I said smiling, Preti shook her head.

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

But knowing my cowardly side, I'm pretty sure I would agree to run away from him in the same way I've done with everything that seems unexpected to me, and I wouldn't be having one of the best moments of my life now. "I always wonder how certain humans can be so genuinely beautiful" my sister comments softly as soon as I move away from the sinful redhead and look through the drink glasses on the kitchen countertop. My face frowns when I realize your outburst, and I face her, unbelieving. Maybe I'm drunk. "I don't think I'll ever feel comfortable in the presence of beautiful people" she snorts, making faces. "There's something wrong with me today.”

“Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?” I was struck by her sheer absurdity. I murmured, “I’ve just been really swamped—” My mother scoffed. “Too swamped to take two seconds to tap the ‘like’ button? “You’ve always been like this. Ever since you were little, you couldn’t stand seeing your sister happy.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Long-buried memories came flooding back. In middle school, I came first in the entire grade. My parents completely missed my parent-teacher conference because Daphne had taken a minor tumble.