I go downstairs, knocking on my big sister’s door. She yells through, “Open!” so I step inside. I come in to a familiar sight, her leaning forward on her bed as she focuses on a game. “Hey, what’s up?”
“I’m lonely,” I squeak out. She just pats the bed next to her, so I sit down and lean on her shoulder.
A few seconds later I hear her whisper, “Fuck,” and she puts the controller down. She turns to me and wraps her arm around me, rubbing my shoulder. “What’s up, sis?” I just lean into her harder and curl into a ball. “Oh honey.. Comere,” she says as she scoops me into her lap.
“I’m sorry I always have to come to you. I know I’m probably annoying you.”
“No, no you aren’t. Not at all.” She holds me tight, leaning her head on me.
“Sis.. why didn’t they want me?” I ask, my voice breaking as I start to cry.
She just sighs. “Mom and Dad suck. They didn’t like it any better when I came out, but I was moving out, so it didn’t really matter. I’m really sorry they kicked you out.”
“No. Please don’t be sorry. I’m sorry you’re stuck with me.” She sits back and pulls me up to look at her face.
“Hey, I am not stuck with you. You had friends to stay with, and I insisted you come here. I love you.” She brushes the hair out of my face, wiping some of my tears away.
“But.. you don’t love me the same.”
“I… I know. It’s just, you’re my little sister. It’s not supposed to be that way.” She can’t look me in the eyes.
“But.. if it was normal.. would you?”
She pulls her hands away from me. “I- I don’t know. Can we not talk about this please? I already feel weird enough about the things we’ve done before.”
“I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay, seriously. I get it. It’s not like I’ve never though about it, even before you admitted it to me. It’s just… we aren’t supposed to.”
I sit up, trying to read her face as much as I can. “…We aren’t supposed to be trans either. Not supposed to be gay. Doing what you’re supposed to is boring.”
She perks up a little, contemplating. “That’s… a fair point, but one that I’m not sober enough to think about.”
“Can I sleep with you tonight?” I stick out my lip and give her puppy eyes.
She pretends to be annoyed with me. “Ugh, fine I guess,” she says as she cracks a smile. “Shirts stay on though!”
“But it gets hot under your thick blankets!!”
“Just… ughhh. You’re gonna get me in trouble, you know that?”
I smile at her and stick my tongue out playfully. “Yeahhh…” Then I take my shirt off and climb under her covers, noticing her eyes lingering on my chest longer than they’re ‘supposed to’ before I turn the light off. “Goodnight big sis!” I say as I feel her arms wrap around me. I’m safe.
Oh to be tenderly held and protected by mommy/big sis 🥺
Thinking of holding a girl tight as she sobs from exhaustion.
Overwhelmed by life and by others.
Tired of it all.
Tired of trying to take up as little space as possible.
Tired of trying to make everyone else happy.
Tired of not being given what she needs, wants and deserves.
I want to wrap my arms around her.
Maybe she’ll flinch from the soft touch at first.
Maybe she’ll slowly relax her shoulders in my embrace as she sighs, finally releasing that breath she’s been holding in for too long.
I want to take this girl away from it all, bring her to this little bubble in between my arms.
Where no one expects anything from her.
Where she doesn’t have to feel the cold pang of loneliness.
Where she can be weak.
Where she can be herself.
Maybe she’ll cry harder at first.
Maybe the crying will subside with each new breath.
Maybe she’ll let a little ‘mommy’ or ‘big sis’ out as a freudian slip. I don’t mind, she’s so little and fragile right now and needs someone to take care of her.
I want to take care of her and cherish her. Not out of Love, but out of love. That tender love you have for a friend or a lover, for a cute animal or for a sunset.
I want to take her away from it all, away from the violent sobbing.
Holding her until she’s asleep in my arms.
Maybe she’s snoring slightly.
Maybe she’s dreaming of that tender love.
Maybe she’ll feel bad someone went out of their way to hold her like that and won’t rest until she’s ‘payed her debts’, as she’ll word it in her mind.
But I’m not expecting anything from her in return, except perhaps more of that tender love I feel when I’m with her. When I’m with a friend.
Thinking of holding a girl as she laughs.
Her laugh is so beautiful.
I Love her laugh.
It’s morning. You walk into your beloved daughter’s room, because she hasn’t woken up yet. And looking at her, you notice something: her penis bulging upright out of her pants.
You have to take care of this.
You slide down next to her, and slide off her pants. Gradually, you see it start to slip out. It’s so huge. She’s grown up so well.
You wrap your hand around it and slowly stroke it. You hear some adorable moans from your sleeping baby, which just make you want to do more to her. You stroke a little bit faster, enough for her body to start stitching a little. Her moans get louder and more involved, until she wakes up.
“H…h-huh? Mom?”
“Good morning,” you say. “Mommy saw how pent up you were, and knew she had to help.”
“O-oh. …Thanks.”
As your hand twirls up and down, you start to get curious.
“What were you dreaming about that got you like this?”
“Wwell, I, um. I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? Even when you just woke up? That seems hard to believe.” A guilty pause ensues, as she starts at her penis being cared for while trying to avoid eye contact. “You were dreaming of me, weren’t you?”
Her eyes widen up and her face reddens. She looks even further away from you, but you won’t stand for that.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy’s here now. You can unload all of your worries into her hand.”
You go in for a kiss on the lips, and a few on the cheeks for good measure. She’s embarrassed by all the attention, but she doesn’t fight back. In response, you feel her dick twitching more and more. She’s getting close.
She wraps her arm around your head and gives you a side hug as her legs start to buck. She’s getting ready to cum, and she wants to be as close to her mother as she does so.
A few more strokes, more precum leaking about every second, and then she explodes. Her cum goes all over her pajama shirt and, drips onto your hand. She’s must have been really pent up. You give her a kiss shortly after words, to remind her that she’s safe in your arms.
“I love you, sweetie.”
“I love you too, mom.”
Car Girl Anon with a 2 days later report!
We have not stopped fucking. I'm sore from how much we've been fucking. I asked her if we should start using condoms in the third round and my own flesh and blood mother laughed at the concept of it.
Daughters of the world : Be careful what you wish for, Your mom might turn out to be kind of a freak in bed, which is a lesson I learned when she put one of my hands on her throat and told me to start squeezing.
Car Girl Anon signing off 🫡
Car Girl Anon, congratulations on the rampant mother-sex. Try not to bruise your cock too badly while giving her womb-kisses.
Sister x sister dynamic except you just hold each other and cry uncontrollably
hallooo!! is it okie if you made a “good girls kiss their sisters” and/or a “good girls kiss their mommies” stamp? i’m thinking of either a rainbow color scheme or just hot pinks and purples!! last thing, could you give it a spiral background of some sort? no rush at all!! i love your graphics so much :333
Hiii @prettypartyponiepervertprincess <3 ik you said no rush at all but i woke up to this req and felt inspired hehe. Added a lil sanrio theme for the vibes <3 hope you like these!
//Request//hearts//glitters//rainbow//spirals//glitter//animated gif//stamps//101x57 px//GIF format//
Credit is appreciated <3
So real wtf
I went from having a mommy kink to wanting to be fucked by a sister who acts like a mom.
Mommy issues are wild 😞
I need a big sis to fuck me to sleep and make me call her mommy <3
as a vijinx (like hijinx, haha get it? sorry ill shut up now) shipper i just fucking despise cait,, like i get it shes a good character and well written blablabla SHES TAKING HER SISTER AWAY AND TRYING TO KILL HER. ARRGHH.