bigsisdreams

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so i’m taller than my older sis and recently i’ve been grinding this joke into the ground where i go “you may be the big sister, but im the BIGGER sis” and she’s realllllly getting sick of it hehe

maybe if i keep going she’ll show me how much bigger she is where it matters 0///0

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Bocchi the Motherfucker

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“I know it’s embarassing,” she said, looking at her older sister, “but i just… i’ve never really… kissed… anyone.”

she shrunk into herself, blushing, preparing for the ridicule, ready for her big sister to bully her again. instead she just felt a soft hand on her thigh, looking up to see her sister smiling at her softly, not pity in her eyes, but understanding.

“aww, hon, that’s so normal… i mean,” she paused, eyes darting back and forth between her little sister and the floor, “if we’re being honest… i really… haven’t either…”

Now she was blushing, trying not to make eye contact with her younger sister, worried she’d said too much. The silence hung in the air for almost a minute, neither wanting to break the tension, until the younger girl spoke up.

“Do you…” she swallowed hard, “maybe do you wanna… we could like… practice on each other? I dunno just forget it i-“

“NO! I mean… no, it’s- it’s just that… i don’t want you to think that it’s like… weird. I just… i dunno, maybe we… i don’t know…”

“You don’t… i’m- i’m sorry i should go that was so stupid of me i just-“

She stood up to leave her big sisters room, but she was stopped by a hand on her wrist.

“Wait… do you… god, do you want… to… to… kiss me?”

Her big sister looked up at her, eyes full of pleading and worry, butterflies filling her stomach, blood rushing to her face, but behind it all an air of bravery. The younger girl looked at her, meeting her eyes, then darting down to her big sisters lips, shining with her darkly tinted gloss.

“Y-yeah… I- I do… i really do.”

She barely finished her sentence before being cut off by her sister’s soft lips, a light sweetness on her tongue, the smell of her lavender perfume filling her nostrils. They held each other, the older girl wrapping her arms around her sisters waist, breathing each other in like they never had air before. The girls finally broke the kiss, line of saliva trailing between them, looking at each other with a hazy bliss, both having given their first kisses to the most important person in their life.

“do… do you wanna… keep kissing?”

“yeah, i really do, sis… i really do.”

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heyyyyy, little sis! so today in class we learned about pavlov, you know he did the experiment where he rings a bell and his dogs slobbered or whatever…. ew! anyways, i thought maybe we should do our own experiment, but i don’t want ur nasty spit on me or whatever so maybe we can use something else that gets wet…. no no no don’t freak out! it’s for science its like, totally normal and not weird… now come get on my thigh and i’ll just click this thingy every time you rut against me! ohhhh there we go that’s it…

*CLICK… CLICK… CLICK*

Good girl~

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give. me. SISTERSNUGGLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Neopussy thats made for your little sisters pleasure 😍

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big sister that slowly starts being warmer towards you after your attempt. it’s not like she was cold to you before, she just hardly paid you any mind. but as soon as you got back from the ward she was there, waiting for you. you couldn’t be bothered to take care of yourself, and you’d always thought she’d think less of you for if. maybe she did. but a few days after you get back, she asks if you want her to make you dinner. you had barely eaten since getting home, and it seems like she noticed. you begrudgingly accept.

it’s not like it’s a problem if she makes food for you, or takes care of your laundry, or makes your bed while you’re in school. because that’s what she does. it starts small, with her taking the trash out of your room while you’re away. but slowly she starts taking care of more and more of the things you’ve just never had the energy to do. at first you find it a bit patronizing. she only starts being willing to help after she has how bad things are pushed directly to where she can see them. but she’s not talking to you the way your teachers and your parents are. she still treats you like a person.

slowly, things start feeling better. having a clean space really does help, and your big sis has been by your side through every step of your recovery. eventually you realized that what happened opened her eyes, and that all she wanted was to do everything she could to make things easier for you. so she did, and things got easier for you. you could put your energy towards actually recovering, instead of using what limited energy you have left just trying to sustain yourself. every day you come home to a nearly made bed and a clean room, seeing a girl you���ve known all your life in an entirely new light.

eventually, you realize that you might be seeing her in *too* different a light. the smile that creeps onto her face the moment you get home, the butterflies in your stomach that flutter whenever she calls you “kiddo”, it all starts to overwhelm you. when did you start seeing her like this? you push those thoughts down in your mind, until you get a nightmare. you’ve always had them since you were little, and your family knows they get bad. so when one comes that wakes you up in a cold sweat, like a hammer to your chest, you get out of bed and knock on your sister’s door. she lets you in, and asks “what’s up?”

you explain your dream, and she wraps her arms around you. you sheepishly ask if you can stay with her tonight, and she whispers in your ear that nothing would make her happier. she pulls you under the covers and wraps herself around you. it’s warm and cozy, more so than anything you’ve ever felt before. and slowly, you start having more and more “nightmares”. at first it was once a week or so, then twice, then every other day, until you don’t even have to knock.

when you think about it for too long, it makes you feel sick. the butterflies that won’t go away and only seem to flutter faster when you’re in her arms, the way you can’t seem to take your eyes off of her, and even the way that you’ve started wearing less and less when you visited her in bed. the thought of it fills you with guilt, but some deep and vulnerable part of you knows it’s what you want. so one night, when she’s asleep, you slowly slide your hand underneath her shirt.

her breasts feel soft, and you can tell by the heat in your cheeks that your face would be bright red if only she could see it. but she’s always been a deep sleeper. night after night, you grow more and more adventurous. squeezing her boobs, fondling her thighs, even growing bold enough to gently trace your fingers along the length of her cock. once or twice you think she might be awake- saying something in her sleep or shifting while she rests, and rocket backwards in shame and embarrassment, but she always laid so perfectly still afterwards.

one night though… you slide her pants off. her sleeping clothes are loose enough that you’re able to without much trouble. you slowly slide your own off, and press your length against hers. she’s much bigger than you- something you know you’d never hear the end of if she found out about. and slowly but surely, you begin to rub yourself against her. you both moan quietly, each trying to hold the noise of the immediate pleasure you felt back. you’re about to say something, but her hand quickly grasps yours. you’re both awake. the thought rings in your head like a flashbang, as you start to realize that all those times you thought she might have been faking, she almost certainly was.

but you don’t stop. and neither does she.

hand grasped in hand, your quiet moans fill the silent air.

you stare into her eyes, now open. you’re both awake.

the time flies by as you both give in to every urge you’ve held back all this time.

and you give your first time to her, filled with passion, and you do so wide awake.

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laying down in bed next to your big sister, staring at her with wide eyes, taking in every detail. smoke filling the air, turning the lasers from the projector into solid lines in the air. knowing that in a couple days your sister has to go back home, has to go back to college, back to classes, and that you'll be separated from her again. despite all the promises that "we'll see each other soon," you're still choking on love and fear in equal measure. a day apart is far too long, let alone a month or more. you know she can't stay forever, no matter how much you want her to. she has things back home she can't leave behind, and you have a life here that you can't leave behind either. as romantic as it sounds, your lives are important. stolen moments, a day or a week at a time, will have to be good enough. but that doesn't stop the fantasies swirling through your head so fast they leave you dizzy. you watch her closely, memorizing her features again and again. she looks over at you, catching you in the act.

"what're you looking at, idiot?" she demands.

her head turns to you, lips parted in the wake of her words. you want to lean forward and kiss her. do it. go on. this might be your last chance for another couple months.

kiss your sister.

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laying down in bed next to your big sister, staring at her with wide eyes, taking in every detail. smoke filling the air, turning the lasers from the projector into solid lines in the air. knowing that in a couple days your sister has to go back home, has to go back to college, back to classes, and that you'll be separated from her again. despite all the promises that "we'll see each other soon," you're still choking on love and fear in equal measure. a day apart is far too long, let alone a month or more. you know she can't stay forever, no matter how much you want her to. she has things back home she can't leave behind, and you have a life here that you can't leave behind either. as romantic as it sounds, your lives are important. stolen moments, a day or a week at a time, will have to be good enough. but that doesn't stop the fantasies swirling through your head so fast they leave you dizzy. you watch her closely, memorizing her features again and again. she looks over at you, catching you in the act.

"what're you looking at, idiot?" she demands.

her head turns to you, lips parted in the wake of her words. you want to lean forward and kiss her. do it. go on. this might be your last chance for another couple months.

kiss your sister.

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what is the meaning of life?

sister yuri

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if you would consult the diagram

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A big sis is like a guard dog you can fuck

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Oh no this is the weed that makes you want to kiss your sister!

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little sister who only masturbates in her big sisters room with big sisters clothes

big sister who pretends not to notice but cant focus because shes obsessed with the scent

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If incest is so wrong, then why does my big sis tell me it's okay and normal, huh?

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playfighting with your sister until you have her pinned.. she keeps trying to kick you off. she notices where your gaze falls and stills.. 

"sis?"

in an adrenaline fueled moment, you lean down to press your lips against hers. theyre as soft as youve always imagined.

she manages to get her hands free, and you reflexively pull away from her now free arm. her face doesnt show disgust or anger. she just looks confused. she moves to put her hands against your chest, as if to throw you off of her.

but... her hands arent raised to push you away, theyre pulling you closer. shes grabbing needy fistfuls of your clothes, tugging your full weight against her body.

she meets your lips this time, forcing her tongue into your mouth. you kiss until youre out of breath, all tongue and teeth and wandering hands.

when you pull away, her eyes are shimery with tears, and her hair disheveled. she pants into your mouth, whining at the loss of your warm tongue.

"you have no idea, how long, ive waited, for that," she manages, in between breaths.

"i love you."

"i love you too"