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Cry Little Sister (part three) [Lactation] [Masturbation] [Half-siblings] [Stand-in for sister] [Slightly Rough Sex] [Cheating?]

After my shower I checked in on Julia and Tyler. Then, I settled on the couch and fell asleep. I had fucking nightmares about being at a family function and Julia rubbing her tits, telling me they hurt, getting me to drain them of her milk while our family chastised me for seducing and ruining my little sister. I woke up with a thin layer of sweat clinging to my brow. My mom was staring at me with a big scowl on her face.

I jumped up, “Jesus Christ!” I yelled.

Julia peeked out from the kitchen, “You okay, Derry?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I called back, my hand on my chest trying to calm my heart as it felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest, “just wasn’t expecting to wake up to my mom giving me a death glare,” I said quietly enough for my mom to hear but not Julia.

Her scowl softened slightly as she patted Tyler’s bottom and rocked him gently, “I told you not to do anything to encourage rumors and you move in with her?” Read more »

Cry Little Sister (part two) [Lactation] [Half-siblings] [[Masturbation]

When I woke up in the morning the bed was empty and the smell of bacon filtered into the room. I smiled and dragged my, still fully clothed, ass out of her bed and down the hall to the kitchen. I watched her hum and cook as Ty sat in a high chair and I couldn’t help but sneak up behind her, wrapping my arms around her as she screamed a little and jumped before laughing and pushing me away. Ty was laughing too, dipping his hands in a mess of baby food and entertaining himself by splashing it as much as he was eating it.

Julia waved her spatula at me, “You are handsy in your sleep,” she couldn’t wipe the smile from her face even as she tried to appear threatening.

“Protective,” I said defensively, “just very protective of you.”

“You’re allowed to hate me, you know?” She said, “What I did…I’m pretty sure it’s illegal…”

I sighed and she turned her attention back to the breakfast as I spoke, “Jules, I don’t hate you. I hate that I didn’t know until now. I hate how you went about things, but you? I don’t think I could ever hate you.” Read more »

Cry Little Sister (part one) [No Sex] [half-siblings] [Secrets] [Soothing]

I’ve had my eye on this particular girl for a while. I almost had the fantasy of her ruined when she turned up pregnant at nineteen, refusing to confirm who the father of her baby was, which made most people assume it was someone in a high ranking position of power in her life, whether familial, scholarly, or professionally was up in the air for most people.

She was having a hard time shortly after having the baby, a son that she doted on constantly. So I offered to stop in and help her out, “I’m family, let me give you a little break, you’ve been going non-stop for six months on your own,” I said to her.

She was hesitant at first, but soon caved and took me up on my offer. I was great with the kid, I got him laughing and squealing in delight at my antics as his mom watched nervously, “See, he’s fine with me. Two guys just hanging out being bros, right little man?” Tyler squealed and laughed in delight as I bounced him in my arms. Read more »

The House Always Wins (part seven- The End) [Comfort] [Personal Care]

I lost my hair again. I lost weight. I couldn’t eat, my arm burned after every treatment. But I did it, dutifully. Pot was the only thing that helped the nausea enough for me to keep water down. If nothing else, it gave me an excuse to be high day in and day out. Four months out, I was on my third round of treatment. Some new aggressive thing that was supposed to be revolutionary. By some small miracle, the tumors on my liver and lungs shrank down to nothing after my first cycle, but the brain tumors were being stubborn.

I looked like death was sitting at my bedside most days, but I made it to my thirtieth birthday. A milestone that was a month past my expiration date. The old man reached out with a bouquet of roses and a card that said, “The longshot of longshots is up by four…two battles to go before you beat the house.” Read more »

The House Always Wins (part six) [No Sex]

I was wearing a simple white summer dress with a pink cardigan over it when Finn walked me up to the main office of a movie theater. The nephew with the largest dick was coming out of the door. I smiled when I saw him and he blushed. Circumstances be damned, he had a nice dick that I wouldn’t mind having again if lubed up properly. He took me inside and Finn tried to follow but the nephew of the old man shoved him back then closed and locked the door.

“I’m Bodhi, by the way,” he said shyly.

I smiled, “Hi Bodhi. We may not get to speak again, I’m pretty sure your uncle is going to want me killed when I tell him what I came here to tell him.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me back, “Then don’t tell him.”

I shook my head, “I feel like your uncle is the type of man that doesn’t like being lied to and would take it out on people I love if he found out from anyone besides me.” Read more »

Turbulence [vaginal] [oral] [blowjob]

Some people make flying feel more like a dream than a nightmare.

I’ve taken to calling him Drake due to the large dragon tattoo that started on his chest, the front claws grasping at an anatomically correct heart just above his own, trailed over his shoulder and ended on his lower back, barbed tail curved around his hip. It was massive and it was absolutely stunning to say the least.

I met him in the lobby bar. I was a very nervous flier and found a drink or two beforehand was just enough to calm me. I sat nearby and tried not to stare at him as much as he was staring at me.

“Which flight are you on?” His voice was deep, it didn’t really match the bleach-blonde hair and slim figure he had. He was wearing a nicely fitted charcoal blazer and a pair of dark blue jeans, a tie hung loosely at his neck and the top button on his shirt was undone. My initial impression of him made me think he was a fellow writer, or an out of work PI.

“315 to DC. Work obligations, you?” Read more »

The House Always Wins (part five) [Blowjob] [vaginal]

I must have fallen asleep at some point after the bath, and slowly awoke to Finn and Liam arguing about something. I wanted to know what it was so I went over to the doorway and sat down beside the open door, being careful that they didn’t see me get up and I listened to them.

“I can’t keep covering for you with Tracy,” Finn said, “You haven’t been home on time in over a week and you’ve stayed overnight here while blaming an out of town work thing more than is believable. She’s wanting me to follow you to find out if you’re cheating on her.”

“So do it and find nothing,” Liam said.

“I’m not lying to her anymore. You need to be done with this. It’s safer for your friend if she leaves and goes far the fuck away from here anyway. She was just supposed to leave after, not hang around and fuck you anyway,” Finn retorted.

“Fine, I’ll just go to Tracy and tell her all about you drugging my friend and letting her be raped to the point of needing a god damned blood transfusion by guys you owe money to and how I’ve been looking after her wounds so your ass doesn’t end up dead or in jail because of how much they actually hurt her.” Read more »

The House Always Wins (part two) [Hand Job] [Caring] [Cheating]

He locked the door behind him and gathered my clothes from the floor where Finn had put them, “What the fuck happened?” he asked as he walked over to us.

“I just got your brother-in-law six months to pay off a debt he owes,” I said.

Finn looked nervous as Liam looked over to him, “What does that mean?”

I tried to stand and nearly crumpled to the floor as both Liam and Finn reached out to grab me and steady me. I leaned back against the counter by the sink, “It means,” I said as I looked at Finn, “that some guys came around and found me and Finn back here and decided to threaten him. I offered them another option and they took me up on it a little more thoroughly than I thought they would.”

Liam looked at the floor, the mix of bodily fluids still coated the floor in front of the chair, “Finn, go get some ice from the bar,” he said as he knelt down and helped me get my skirt back on. He tried to get my panties back on me, but it hurt to wear them so he pulled them back off. Read more »