Novel & Cerita Younger Sister Stories

The seventeen year old girl giggled from the backseat of the car where she was sitting with her younger sister. The young one followed her suit and giggled as well, despite not knowing what her sister was rambling about. But seeing the older girl making funny faces at the painting of a boy with bright blue eyes, she had a good guess, and almost rolled her eyes at her elder sister. The younger girl was sometimes too smart for her age and liked to think she was smarter than her sister, who was behaving like a child at the moment.

I have a secret: my "sister" and I share the same body. During the day, I'm the timid, cowardly younger sister. Whenever something frightens me, she steps in and handles it. At night, after I fall asleep, she takes control. It was the perfect balance between us, until we each fell in love with someone different. I fell for a college athlete who once saved me. She fell for an untouchable heir from the city's most powerful family. We had a terrible fight. "Why won't you give me back my life? I wish you'd disappear for good!" I hurled the cruelest words I could at her. And then she really did disappear. I thought I was finally free. But when a secret from ten years ago came to light, I understo

Kathy chided with a snort while patting Willa’s back. Upon hearing Kathy’s words, Willa grabbed Kathy’s hand and cried out, “Why will younger sister do this?” Willa hiccuped and clung to Kathy's arms while trembling pitifully, her lips quivering. “Willa has always taken younger sister's side all this while, but Willa didn't expect that younger sister would do such a thing. Younger sister has changed a lot; she even dared to trick Dad into buying a bad land. I thought younger sister was indignant at first, but right now, I think younger sister is going too far! And younger sister is just being selfish and wicked!” Willa clenched her fist and spoke righteously; her expression turned cold.

"Nyla, apologize to your younger sister!" Nyla smirked. "Oh? So you do acknowledge that she's younger than me? Tell me, have you ever seen a younger sister screaming at her older sister like that? Calling her deaf? What poor manners."

"Nyla, apologize to your younger sister!" Nyla smirked. "Oh? So you do acknowledge that she's younger than me? Tell me, have you ever seen a younger sister screaming at her older sister like that? Calling her deaf? What poor manners."

All bounce and curve and jiggle, a pouty mouth made to wrap around something fleshy and stiff, great tits, great ass, and a seemingly inexhaustible libido. Renee's fault? Well … I didn't know about that. My other sister was the shy one, the strange one, preferring her own daydream world of the ballet to reality. She was the youngest, eighteen to my twenty-five, only a little kid when I was sent off to boarding school. Even now, she tended to be off in her own world most of the time.

I ran after him and stopped him before he got into his room. "What now?" He asked. "The thing is.. my younger sister has kids; twin boys who are just over a year old." He stared at me in disbelief, "You're making this up, aren't you?" I shook my head, "I wish I were. It's hard for me to say it to people because it sounds strange but that's the truth. He scoffed, "You have got to be kidding me. If your sister is crippled, shouldn't she know better than to keep her legs open?

"Nyla, apologize to your younger sister!" Nyla smirked. "Oh? So you do acknowledge that she's younger than me? Tell me, have you ever seen a younger sister screaming at her older sister like that? Calling her deaf? What poor manners."

She just kept smiling, her words were very appealing which made me crave her more. "Well, I am not the person who'll melt just by some tears." I told her as her smile turned into a smirk. She moved back to her work and began to say, "Me and my younger sister lost our parents when we were kids. We grew up in the orphanage together, she can't live without me.” Younger sister? She was 23, how young could she be to be at the orphanage? 17? 15? “Is that why you were working at the orphanage?” I asked nonchalantly.

She says turning away looking defeated. I walk back to the bed and climb in. She looks surprised that I actually did what she requested. I draw her into my arms holding her head to my chest and she snuggles closer. "I have a younger sister named lily, she's only 9 years old. She was a surprise baby; my parents never expected her. She just got a puppy just like king for her 9th birthday" I start to say when I can't think of anything else to say. "Hmm mm" She mumbles urging me to continue. I put one strand of hair behind her ear and she leans into my touch. I bury my fingers into her soft curls, running them through it.