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Big brother who's overprotective of his little sis and always tries to put up a cool and mature front infront of others, but when he's alone with her he shoves his face into her little boobs and whines "sissiieee..." pathetically

(mom clearly didn't love him enough when he was a kid...)

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big brother and little sister who still play house together as adults

brother who is the daddy

sister who is the mommy

brother who cleans the house

sister who cooks their supper

brother and sister who enjoy a nice candle lit dinner and share a bottle of wine

brother and sister who watch some tv before they move to their bedroom for the night

brother and sister who double check that they're home alone

brother who pulls his sister towards him and starts kissing her

sister who shoves her tongue into her brother's mouth initiating a passionate makeout session

brother who unzips his pants and shoves his sisters mouth onto his big juicy cock

sister who sucks her brothers cock like it's the most delicious thing she's tasted (because it is)

brother who cums inside his sisters perfect little mouth

sister who swallows her big brothers delicious cum

brother who returns the favor and eats out his sisters pussy

sister who climaxes almost immediately, her bother is the only man who can make her do that

brother who asks if sister wants to fuck

sister who begs for her big brother to shove his cock inside her pussy

brother who thrusts vigorously inside his little sister

sister who moans her brothers name whilst making sounds you "shouldn't" hear your sister make

big brother and little sister who cum together at the same time as brother releases his seed inside sisters womb

big brother and little sister who say "I love you" to eachother, kiss goodnight, then go to bed

big brother and little sister who will be a real mommy and daddy together someday soon

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what about brothers who love you? brothers who adore every single thing about you? brothers who say i love you while they’re buried in your cunt? brothers who look up at you while you ride them like you’ve hung the moon and stars?

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Little sister who is scared of thunder x Big brother who lets her sleep in his bed, cooing at her softly and slowly rocking his hips into her sloppy wet pussy, kissing her under the soft blankets and making her feel safe

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I felt inspired by this and immediately started writing. Thank you angel xxx

The rhythmic click-clack of controller buttons being pressed with precision echoed through the room. The older brother sat cross-legged on the floor, his thin glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he focused intently on the screen. A faint sheen of sweat dotted his brow, a testament to the intensity of the game. His younger sister lingered nearby, perched on the edge of the couch, her knees tucked to her chest as she watched him. She was shy, always had been, her eyes darting away whenever he glanced in her direction. But tonight, something felt different. The air between them was charged, heavy with unspoken words and stifled emotions.

“You’re really good at this,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. The compliment came out awkwardly, as if she’d been rehearsing it in her head for hours.

He paused the game, the screen freezing mid-action, and looked up at her. His glasses caught the soft glow of the monitor, obscuring his eyes momentarily.

“Thanks,” he said, his tone equally awkward. “It’s just practice, I guess.”

She nodded, her fingers toying with the hem of her oversized hoodie. The silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably, adjusting his glasses. “You, uh… you wanna try?”

She hesitated, then shook her head. “I’m not very good. I’ll just mess it up.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he said, patting the spot on the floor next to him. “Come on.”

Reluctantly, she slid off the couch and sat beside him, her legs brushing against his. He handed her the controller, their fingers grazing briefly, and she flinched at the contact. Why did that feel so... electric? She thought, her cheeks flushing. He didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t say anything.

The game resumed, and she fumbled with the controls, her character stumbling around the screen. He chuckled softly, the sound warm and familiar. “Here, let me help,” he said, reaching over to guide her hands. His breath was warm against her ear, and she shivered involuntarily.

They played like that for a while, his hands occasionally correcting hers, their bodies pressed closer together than necessary. The tension between them grew with every passing second, their movements becoming more deliberate, more charged. Finally, she set the controller down and turned to face him. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her breaths shallow and uneven.

“Why does this feel so… weird?” she asked, her voice trembling.

He froze, his eyes widening behind his glasses. “I… I don’t know,” he stammered, his cheeks turning bright red. “Maybe we should stop.”

She shook her head, her hand reaching out to touch his arm. “No. I don’t want to stop.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy and loaded. He stared at her, his mind racing. This is wrong. This is so wrong. But when she leaned in, her lips brushing against his, all rational thought evaporated. He kissed her back, his hands trembling as they cupped her face. Their glasses clinked together awkwardly, and he pulled away, laughing nervously.

“Guess that’s not very practical,” he said, his voice shaky.

She giggled, a sound so light and carefree it made his chest ache. “Take them off,” she whispered.

He hesitated, then removed his glasses, setting them carefully on the floor. His vision was slightly blurred without them, but he didn’t care. Not when she was looking at him like that—like he was the only thing that mattered in the world.

Their kisses grew more fervent, more desperate. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve as if he were committing her to memory. She moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. And then, before he could stop himself, he was on top of her, their bodies pressed together in a way that made his stomach churn with guilt.

“Wait,” he whispered, pulling back slightly. “We shouldn’t… this is wrong.”

“It’s not wrong,” she said, her voice firm despite the blush creeping up her neck. “I want this. I want you.”

He hesitated, his heart pounding in his chest. She’s my sister. This is so messed up. But the way she looked at him, the way her hands gripped his shoulders, begging him not to pull away—it was intoxicating. He couldn’t resist.

When he finally entered her, it was slow, tentative, as if he was giving her every opportunity to change her mind. But she didn’t. Instead, she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, her breath hitching in her throat.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered into her ear, his voice trembling with guilt and desire. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she murmured, her nails digging into his back. “It’s okay. It’s perfect.”

He moved inside her, his thrusts rhythmic but cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting her. But with every moan that escaped her lips, every shudder that wracked her body, his guilt began to ebb away, replaced by an overwhelming need to make her feel good. His glasses, resting on the bridge of his nose, fogged up slightly from the heat of their bodies, and she couldn’t help but giggle.

“Your glasses,” she said, her voice breathless. “They’re all foggy.”

He laughed, the sound strained but genuine. “Guess I’ll have to clean them later,” he joked, his voice filled with a lightness he hadn’t felt in a while.

As they moved together, their bodies becoming more and more in sync, he couldn’t help but whisper apologies into her ear. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. But each time, she silenced him with a kiss, her hands roaming over his body, exploring every inch of him.

“You’re not hurting me,” she whispered, her voice soft but firm. “You’re not doing anything wrong.”

He nodded, though he wasn’t entirely convinced. But for now, in this moment, he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the way her body felt against his, the way her breath hitched with every movement, the way she whispered his name like a prayer.

And as they reached their peak together, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their release, he pulled her close, his arms wrapped tightly around her. This is wrong, he thought, his heart aching with guilt. But it feels so right.

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calling myself my big brother's "practice girlfriend". hes a huge nerd n practically a shut-in so i'm really just being a super nice charitable sister helping him out, maybe he'll finally get a girlfriend cause of me ^_^ my parents think its super cute. i make him hold my hand everywhere, he lets me sit on his lap (i pressure him into it). but they dont know i taught him how to kiss too. taught him what to do when a girl shoves her tongue down your throat. how to grope a girl's tits n slap her ass n where to touch to make her feel good. how to eat a girl out. how to make her cum over and over again on your fingers. how to fuck, n what to do when a girl leg locks you n stops you from pulling out of her (the answer is don't stop even for a second, breed her deep, fill her womb with your cum). the only 'problem' (i think its perfectly fine and not a problem at all!) is no girl would ever give head as good as i do, no girl would encourage him to pump his loads into her cunt like i do, no girl could ride him like i do, no girl could ever be as good as me. so i don't think he needs to leave me at all ^^ and he knows this. he knows the consequences of ever even looking in another girl's direction. he's mine, and he let this happen to himself. there's no way out ^_^

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Siblings who are in love, who has a spa-night with each other. Just sweet pampering while watching childhood movies together in their little shared apartment they have together, adding in little kisses to some of the treatments cause “love makes everything better”

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My oral fixation is craving big brother's thumb in my mouth as I drift off to sleep in his bed, lightly chewing and sucking on it while he holds me close and scrolls through his phone.

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I need this

Slept with a guy who said he was my big brother and proceeded to make me squirt on his cock by just penetration… best fuck of my life

He would only answer to ‘big brother’ and cooed at me condensingly <3

As I cried on his cock, he praised me for being a good little sibling and to just take more for him, oh and don’t be too loud or else mum and dad might hear!

I squirted so hard on his cock and he covered my mouth and nose with his hand as he whispered dirty things into my ear while praising me

Fuck- I need him to fuck me again-

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oh to be lying in bed, the house quiet in the night, only for my bedroom door to slowly open and my sibling would slip inside. We would both have to keep back giggles and I would hold up my duvet for them… we would snuggle and squirm in bed, too happy to lay still just yet.

I would get to hold them when we would start to calm down, look at each other in the darkness… a coupe goodnight kisses before we finally go to sleep

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Siblings who are in love, who has a spa-night with each other. Just sweet pampering while watching childhood movies together in their little shared apartment they have together, adding in little kisses to some of the treatments cause “love makes everything better”

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big brother that sneaks into my room for a "sleepover" and snuggles up to me under the covers, making me cockwarm him while his hands wander all over my body

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Brother sister relationship where sometimes we make love and cuddle fuck and sometimes we randomly have the most violent sex that leaves us both battered and bruised and makes our neighbors think there's a domestic violence situation or something going on.

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big brother who has me cockwarm him during family movie nights.

sliding my panties to the side under my blanket and immediately thrusting in me with no warning, forcing my face into his neck while he laughs and tells our parents that i’m just so scared of horror movies.

rocking his hips up against me while our mom coos about how she’s so happy her babies are still so close after all this time.