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@biteriskgirl
probably due for a little pinned post
hello this is a horny tgirl blog. it is mostly petplay, siscest, cnc, and adjacent stuff. i also write longer stuff on here that is sometimes less kinky. if you follow me because of something i wrote (i love you) don't be surprised when sisterfucking shows up on your dash.
asks/dms are always open. come say hi, i don't bite, because i can't get the muzzle off. (sometimes the dog gets overwhelmed and doesn't answer. don't take it personal)
Sorry for having a cute tummy and grabbable thighs and a constant wet spot in my underwear. As if its my fault
@amenendo_23
Conditioning girls to relax at my touch is so amazing. Making my hands the force that makes you drop your shoulders and close your eyes with a small hum and an exhale of breath. Soon enough you never really want it to end. Always pressing close, always needing for me to handle you. To make you feel so good at the gentle melting of all that daily tension. I hardly even need to prompt anything. You'll just come to realize close is easiest place to be reached and when there is only one chair the floor will be fine for you. You won't need modesty when you just need my hands on you
Your big sister knows what's best for you little sis. She's been through it all before, she knows how hard and scary it can be. She just wants to protect you. You should do what she says. She's had it so hard, she works so hard for you both, it's only fair she gets to do some stuff for herself right? Don't you want your big sister to feel better? She loves you. She loves you more than anyone else. You love her too don't you? It's just a kiss, your big sister just wants a little kiss, she's hardly asking for much. Come on little sis you know she meant more than just a kiss on the cheek. It's okay, sisters are meant to kiss on the mouth, sisters are supposed to make out, it's a healthy way to show affection. Well of course it's healthy, it makes you feel good, doesn't it? You can't lie to your big sister, she can see that look on your face. Wait, that was your first was it? Well, you should be happy you shared it with the person who loves you most. Don't you love her too? Don't you want to kiss her more? Of course you do little sis. You love your big sister. That's why you live with her, that's why you hang around in those little vests with those perky little titties of yours poking though. You want her to touch them don't you? Or maybe it’s that cute little butt of yours you show off in those tiny shorts you wear? Or maybe you're so desperate to be touched you’d be happy being touched anywhere?
Your big sister understands, she knows the feeling too. Didn't she tell you? Your big sister has been through it all before. She knows you want her to fondle her. It's okay, you can touch her back, she knows you want to, you can do it. Do it. Fondle her tits, they're smaller than yours aren't they? Isn't it nice to know there's a bit of her that's smaller than you? You're not so different at all are you? Why don't you touch them more? Oh yeah, that’s right little sis, listen to those noises she makes as you touch her. Her voice can get pretty high when you do that right? It can probably get even higher too. Just touch her some more and you’re bound to find the places that make her voice shoot really high. After all, she wants you to touch her more, doesn’t she? You can tell. Go ahead, let your hands slip into all her hidden places. Oh, that made her really sing didn't it? When you touched between her legs? Don’t you want to hear her make those noises again? Don’t you want your big sister to feel good? Of course you do. Pull those clothes away, she doesn't mind, she wants it. Oh wow, that's a big dick isn't it? Look at it, straining against those cute panties. Yes ,they do look like your panties, don't they? Well, it's only natural for sisters to share isn't it? She's shared so much with you, the least you can do is spare some panties. I mean, she's not even using up your clean ones, just think of it as recycling. Just pull them back, that's right, oh wow, it looks even bigger like this doesn't it? That's much longer and thicker than your finger. Touch it, yeah just like that, stroke it gently, don't use too much force, that's right, listen to her moan. Don't you like helping your big sister? Don't you want to feel good just like her? Pull off those shorts, little sis. That's right, panties too, let her rub up against you. Feels good doesn't it? Her hard dick pressed up against you? Feel the way she rocks her hips against you? Those slow, purposeful hips. She’s telling you she loves you, that she wants to make love with you. Of course it's fine for sisters to do that. Your bodies were made to be compatible for a reason weren't they? That's right, spread those legs of yours.
You feel that? That’s her tongue. She’s tasting you, preparing you, relax and enjoy it. Yeah, just like that, you’re loosening up nicely. She thinks you’re ready. Just keep relaxing. Oh, there you go. Do you feel that? Of course you do, she's inside you. Doesn't it feel good? Doesn't it feel right? Oh, I know it’s a lot, little sis. Just breathe. Relax. Let her get deeper, it’ll get easier. You're connecting with her, you're being filled up with her love for you, you're becoming better sisters. There you go. You don't get more connected than that, do you? She can’t go any deeper from here, her dick is kissing your deepest point. She's going to move now, just like before she's going to just start to slowly rock her hips. Yeah, that's good, that's right little sis, grind back against her. Don't you feel great? Don't you have the best sister? Don't you wish you could feel this good together all the time? What's that? Her hips are moving faster? She's getting rougher? You're finding it harder to think? Well, don't you think you should agree to be her girlfriend while you still can think? Say it. Say you'll be your big sister’s girlfriend. That's right, that's right. Good girl. You're doing such a good job, she's going to come soon. Don't you want to come with her? Don't you want to do everything together? It's only normal for sisters isn't it? That's right little sis, just like that, keep going. You're getting close too aren't you? Just give in to that feeling little sis. That's it, just like that, just like that. It’s good isn't it? Your big sis is feeling it too, can't you feel her holding you tight against her, letting it all out inside you? Focus on that feeling, isn't it amazing? Ride it out, squeeze it all out of her. That's a good girl, you did so well, just lie down. Just lie there and kiss your sister, stay right there in her arms, stay with her forever. She loves you. She loves you so much.
my wizardgirl keeps mage regressing during the big boss fight, throwing out level 1 Ice Bolt and giggling like we're supposed to find it cute. I know this bitch can do a level 12 modified Frosthammer Vortex. It's not even hard for her. But the Wyvern Queen, who we're supposed to be killing, keeps going "Wow, that was a really big spell for you! good job giving me -1 speed! You're soooo powerful!" and my fuckass mage is beaming at her with those big wet eyes. I don't care if you get "level dysphoria" from your gigantic big-girl mana pool I'm about to die out here
spiking my sister's drink with sleeping pills and telling her it's cyanide after she drinks it. holding her while she struggles to stay awake, fully convinced that she's dying. it's ok honey, i know how hard it's been lately, i didn't want you to suffer anymore. just hold on to your big sis while you drift away and everything will be ok. i'll miss you, darling.
everyone saying "can you use real cyanide for me please": of course darling, just for you. winks at the camera
everyone saying "that's not how cyanide works" is getting shoved in a locker
disembodied hands my beloved
"That's your outfit? Wow, you're really putting the bi in bicycle with that."
"Funny thing to say by somebody within biting distance."
"WAIT MINNIE WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIAAAAHNN~"
chewtoy 4 chewtoy we both end up covered in bite marks n hickies n so many sensitive spots to poke which makes cuddling afterwards a very twitchy experience
the scared pervert wants to ask you to hold her hand, but she's stuttering so bad she can't get the question out
Was going to make a joke post about punishing an agere girl by not taking the pickles off her burger but I started crying thinking about doing that for real. I'd never do that ever. I'm so bad at punishment play no girl deserves to be punished...
Got emotional while cutting vegetables thinking about this again I think this might just be a period week for me. Under my watch all veggies will be prepared to suitable standards of deliciousness and if you don't want them we will find other ways to get you the nutrients we need. No one ever has to eat something they don't want to from now until forever
The best thing you can do for your daughter is to push her thighs open with your knee and encourage her to hump your leg. You might need to hold her hands because she'll be really nervous about it and embarrassed about how much she likes it, but it's the healthiest way to show her your support. Leaning down and shoving your tongue down her throat isn't necessary, but it'll make her happy so you should do it anyway.
Walking from our parking spot to my friend’s house before we go to the bar. Wearing an extremely short dress that keeps riding up. Carrying a cake with both hands so I can’t fix it. which one of you used a genie’s wish to put me in this extremely specific fetish scenario
I’m not exaggerating when I say this was the resting length for this skirt 😭 I walked like 2 blocks in this….
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Fiiiine, yuricest posting resuming after a lengthy hiatus and a change of account. Your younger sister, from the time she was little little, had found no greater peace than sitting on your thigh while you bounced your leg. Your parents had been thrilled to see you not only take good care of her, but find a surefire way to calm her down during a tantrum. As she grew, the technique became less frequently necessary though still useful during periods of high stress. These tender moments of bringing your sister down from her fits became faded memories like the tears you used to watch dry on her cheeks. Rocked away by the the metronome of years. Your parents' place was rarely quiet, especially when it was a day for "the kids to visit". Your dad's girlfriend loved her wireless speaker and the excuse to pop the cork on a bottle of wine. Meanwhile, your father would alternate between watching sports on the tv and cooking an early dinner. Neither you nor your sister could stand the combined noise, and were thankfully excused after only a few guilt-tripping statements about not wanting to spend time with the family. So it was that you both found some peace in your old bedroom that was half-converted into a storage for items someone decided could not be left at one of many garage sales. Your bedframe, old, but sturdy, creaked a 'welcome home' to you as you sat down on the mattress atop it. A murmured echo resounded as your sister joined you, making two pairs of legs hanging over the side, half a meter apart, feet resting on the floor. You let out the first big sigh. She did the same shortly after. It had always been like this to some degree: you both enjoyed each other's quiet company more than the bustle of larger groups. Naturally, you assumed that was why she had closed the door behind her after following you in. It didn't deafen the noise from outside the room so much as dampen it. You asked her about classes, how things were going. Your sister paused before answering that things were mostly fine. Nothing exciting. You watched her as she spoke, noticed the slight tremble in her voice and the dark rings under her eyes. Something was clearly bothering her, but you weren't sure if pursuing an answer to what it was would be helpful for her. The younger sibling continued without you prompting her thankfully. She had been struggling with some of the harder classes. Really struggling. The tears she had been restraining leaked rebelliously from the corners of her eyes as she vented to you.
Her face crinkling up and turning a flushed red caused a simultaneous wave of nostalgia and hurt to wash over you. Almost by reflex, you closed the distance to hug your sister, willing the stress to leave her in your embrace. Shaky hands, grabbed at your sleeves, timidly at first then securing a hold on the fabric and your arm beneath it. She leaned into you and cried wordlessly. How long had she been bottling up?
You remained there for a while, though the actual duration went unnoticed by either of you. A fragile voice came muffled from your shirt asking hesitantly if you would do a favor. Anything for your lil sis, you replied, figuring it would be a "don't tell dad" or "could you get me some water". The actual request left you stuttering for a second: a little time on your lap, like you used to give her when she was a kid. You jokingly remarked on how she was too big for that and that it might be a little awkward with you both being adults. She withdrew from your hug in response and a spark of anxiety crackled in your chest. Big, wet, eyes stared up at you and a single "please?" was whimpered, stealing away any rejection.
You had to put some effort into maneuvering her into a comfortable spot on your thighs -- it felt like was letting you do most of the work to lift her rather than sitting herself down. Just like you used to have to do... except heavier. Keeping up with exercise had paid off, you mused in the back of your mind. Situated, you wrapped your arms around your little sister. Evidently, it wasn't satisfactory, as you heard her request in a soft, expectant, and higher-pitched than usual voice, "bouncies?" Well, you've done this before, haven't you, big sis, you thought to yourself. She was acting so childish right now it was -- rather should be -- disconcerting.
But you didn't feel that, as you flexed your lower leg and foot muscles rhythmically. Just comfort. Here she was, your kid sister again, the fussy lil thing you remember from all that time ago. Even the quiet hums that came out choppily were the same. Needed this, huh kiddo? you asked. An already-relaxed mhmm came in response.
There was a problem quickly arising despite the comforting actions, which you noticed with shame. Your sister's butt was squishing on your lap in such a way that provoked unwelcome thoughts and an unwanted reaction between your legs. Easy there big sis. Especially not when she's acting like this. Not at all, preferably. You hesitated for a moment, pausing the up and down movements, but were hit with an immediate, disgruntled "mm-mmm >:(". Spoiled princess wanted her bouncey time. Maybe she wouldn't notice? Or better yet you could a handle on your girldick so you didn't prod your younger sister's ass with it during what was supposed to be a wholesome act of comfort...
Stars above she smelled nice though, her light brown, curly hair centimeters from your face. If you weren't related you could definitely see this going... no, stop, gross. Plus she was acting like a child. Don't perv on your sister, don't perv on your sister while she's age regressing! A slew of self-directed insults peppered your mind, but didn't deter the growing warmth in your core. How much of that was exertion from bouncing a grown woman on your lap and how much was from guilty arousal was hard to tell.
Okay, break time for real, big sis is getting tired, you tried to convince her with a partial truth. The other half of the reason was close to making a small tent at the front seam of your pants. A second annoyed noise met your ears. You imagined your sister's face in a pout -- you couldn't confirm with her seated facing away. As an act of protest, she lifted herself up slightly under her own strength, then dropped again into your lap. A reversal of the bouncing you had been doing that surprised you enough to cause your breath to hitch. Heat began clouding your mind, removing inhibitions with frightening ease. You barely noticed her shift to straddling just one leg instead both as you fought off the incoming tide of arousal. And then she did it again with an addition that sent electricity through you: a little moan escaped her throat.
There was no stopping your hard-on from pressing into the curve of your sister's butt then, greedily pushing against the confining fabric to get every bit of contact. This is so so so wrong, so why the fuck am I this turned on, your mind desperately tried and failed to outpace the lust. Another bounce, this one ending with a bit of grinding. The heat coming through her panties was noticeable. And still not a word out of her, just grunts and moans. It was driving you wild.
Your hands closed on both sides her waist, all pretense falling free like shredded paper. Her ass was pulled backwards until it met your waist, the length of your cock pressing into her from below. "You want grown up bouncies?" you all but growled towards her. A shiver ran along the length of her body, and she nodded. Break time was over then, you concluded. Time to make a mistake.
I wrote this at like. Early am after a long day, no proofreading. Glad some pervs enjoyed ;p
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