doggirleatdoggirl
21☆she/her☆sapphic sister kisser ^ω^
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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.”
girl who meets a pretransition trans girl and lets her crash on her couch
girl who gives her new roommate some girl clothes and helps pay for her to start hrt
girl who asks her roommate if they want to sleep in the same bed rather than on the couch
girl who holds her roommate in her arms and praises her to sleep each night
trans girl who accidentally calls her roommate mom and watches the way her roommate looks at her change
mom who teases her new daughter by calling her a silly little girl and only referring to herself as mom
daughter who has to hide the tent in her skirt when her mom makes fun of her
mom who gets tired of her hiding it and strips her daughter while calling her beautiful and a good girl
daughter who ruins the panties her mom gave her all those months back because her mama is grinding against her
mom who kisses her daughter and tells her that she's the best daughter a mother could ever ask for
“oh fuck don’t stop crying im gonna cum!!”
God I wish I had a daughter I could spoil. I'd treat her like the princess she is...You know just so she knows her worth. Take her on little dates so she knows how she should be treated on them, I don't want my baby getting hurt now.
Maybe teach her how to kiss, it's better if mommy does it so she's not suprsied when someone else does.
Ok I'd probably show her what foreplay is just so she knows what to expect when someone starts kissing on her neck and gently groping her thighs.
I might just show her how it feels to ride someone's fingers you know...Just so she's used to someone being inside of her. Just so she gets a taste of mommy's love for her.
Maybe she doesn't want anyone else other than mommy. Maybe she's happy for me to fill her holes...Who needs a dumb man any way? Mom's live to serve their precious babies after all.
Haven’t seen you post in a while. Hope you and your sister are doing well!
Oh darling, thank you for checking in 💋✨ it's honestly deeply heartwarming to know that there are people who look for me and my posts and don't just see them show up when they do.
I'm not gonna lie, life has been very complicated lately. Friends suffering heartbreak, others needing care following surgeries, someone close to me having psychic breakdowns, betrayals in the small business I help run. It's been real rough.
Time with my sister has been a perfect respite for me, in all of it. We haven't gotten to see each other near as much as I'd love, but I cherish each moment, whether we're tearing each other's clothes off or cooking together or hiking through the woods. Through all of it, we provide each other such beautiful mutual care.
I'll have more stories for folk soon enough, I hope, I just need life to calm down a bit (╥﹏╥)
Hey, so... mean big sisters, am I right? So so mean, such bullies, but you just can't live without 'em.
When she makes you change clothes because you look like 'a total dork' or a 'doofus' or 'someone I won't be recognizing in public dressed like *that*', when she teaches you to dye your hair, snickering at you when it turns out a funny color and *you* turn a fun color at the thought of having to let her help you dye it again, when she sneaks you booze but makes you drink it with her because she doesn't trust you not to be blatantly drunk in front of mom and dad (or mom and mom, or dad and dad).
Being drunk in front of your mean, beautiful big sister for the first time... well, who's to say that your tongue might slip, might confess exactly *how* her mean words make you feel?
And...
Who's to say how she would react? Would you want her to gleefully accept, to cast aside her facade of cruelty, or would you want her to mock and scorn you, to humiliate you for feeling such *dirty* things for her?
Of course, once she knew what you felt for her, she'd use it as a *leash* on you. How *could* you disobey her, when a single word from her to mom or dad could *ruin your life*?
(You have multiple posts requesting asks and DMs but of course feel free to ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable, I wouldn't want that. I'm just... an unusually verbose human pigeon flying by 😇 )
fuck thats so hot >///////< i love reciving asks like this, feel free to continue. id love for my big sis to take advantage of me and make me her little pet~
u should cuddle ur older sister naked. u should hump her thigh and kiss her until she grabs ur legs and scissors u
Everything below is fantasy so enjoy~
Little sister who thinks everyone is out of the house, so she decides to touch herself in the comfort of her room. She randomly picks a porn video before clumsily rubbing her clit.
However, it seemed she wasn’t alone.
Big sister who comes home from college for the weekend. She was a few hours early and assumed no one was home since there was no car in the driveway. As she entered, it didn’t take long to notice the soft whimpers and moans from upstairs.
Confused and curious, she walks upstairs and realizes it’s her little sister’s room. With a smirk on her face, she swings the door open.
“Well, isn’t this a nice welcome home.”
Little sister’s face instantly turns red as she desperately grabs for anything to cover herself up.
“I already saw everything. You know, you’re doing it wrong.” Big sister says, walking closer.
“Go away! Get out!” Little sister tries.
However, her big sister is faster and stronger. She quickly makes her way to her little sister before forcibly spreading her legs apart, ignoring the humiliation on her face.
“You’re doing it all messy like this.” Big sister explains before mimicking her little sister’s motion. Her little sister lets out whimpers as she avoids her eyes.
“But this…” Big sister begins precisely rubbing small, fast circles on her clit, “…is how you do it. This feels so much better, doesn’t it, sweet girl?”
Her little sister can’t even speak, but it’s okay. Big sister can see the pleasure in her face. She only wants to help her little sister. That’s the point of having a big sister, isn’t it? She’s supposed to teach her things that make her life better.
And rubbing anyone’s clit makes them feel better.
My loves, my girls, my women, best duo, best couple.
wound tending is everything. unparalleled intimacy. let me care for you. let me touch the skin around your open flesh. let me stain my hands with your blood. let me get close and breathe in the same air as you and stare into your eyes for a few seconds too long. let me make you think of me every time you see the bandage, or scar
Waking up a sister
Slice of Sirius 6: Slip
I'm sure he'll hear the end of it eventually
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polyamorous momcest my beloved
okay, so imagine. you're a tgirl in her twenties, and you have a pretty meh relationship with your mother. like, she wasn't a total piece of shit or anything, but it did take her a while to understand "the whole trans thing," and really she's just working though a lot of her own stuff right now - especially with the divorce, and her trying to find a new relationship - so you two don't really keep in touch. maybe a thanksgiving dinner or something every now and then, but that's about it.
at the same time, you have a *huge* momcest kink. maybe it's from a yearning for a better maternal figure, maybe it's a desire to be treated like the beloved daughter you've always been, maybe that's just your thing and it doesn't have that kind of psychological source or whatever.
So, getting off to it multiple times every night. you literally can't fall asleep without touching yourself to the thought of mommy fondling you and pressing against you and shoving her tongue down your mouth, yknow? normal stuff.
eventually you meet this gorgeous trans woman who's like twenty-something years older than you, and wouldn't you know it? she's into the exact same kind of stuff!
at first it's pretty much just sex. she's poly, but she has this other partner she's really serious about that you haven't met, so she's not really looking for another romantic relationship.
but then things start to change. you start to get to know each other better through after-care conversations and pillow talk, and before you can stop yourself, you're asking her to get coffee that weekend. and to your pleasant surprise, she says yes!
soon enough, it's pretty damn serious, and you're calling her your girlfriend and vice-versa. well, sometimes, that is. other times, when your out in the park, at a restaurant, or shopping together, she introduces you as her daughter - a possessive hand keeping you close to her as she does. it drives you up the wall every time, and you make sure to show her just how much as soon as the two of you are alone again.
eventually, she decides that you ought to meet her other partner. she really cares for you both, and wants to make sure that the two most important people in her life are able to - at the very least - get along over dinner.
that fateful night, she's driving you to her other girlfriend's house - that's probably a good sign, right? that she offered to host? you're definitely pretty nervous. it's almost what you imagine the experience of meeting a partner's parents to be, and you can't help but smile at the irony of that.
you know a little bit about your metamour. she's a couple years older than your girlfriend, she's a bit of a baby gay comparatively, and she hasn't come out to her family yet.
you're looking out the window of the passenger seat, and as you drive into the suburbs, you start to realize how familiar these streets are. this is where you grew up! what a fun coincidence! you say as much to your girlfriend, making small talk, neither of you thinking much of it.
then she turns down the street. then again. then again. with each turn you're getting closer and closer to your childhood home, and realization starts to dawn on you.
you're clinging on to what shred of denial you can even as your girlfriend parks in your mother's driveway, too shocked to say anything.
it's not until your mother answers the door that you finally have to admit to yourself what's happening.
the three of you spend forever feverishly and nervously talking around each other standing there on the front porch. your girlfriend is embarrassed - she never would have suggested this if she knew, and she can't believe that in all this time she forgot to so much as tell you the name of her other girlfriend. your mother is downright mortified - in the midst of everything else that's going on (which is definitely a fucking hell of a lot), this was certainly not how she expected to be coming out to you.
you mostly don't say anything. you're kinda surprised that you and your mom have the exact same taste in women - to the point of it being the exact same woman - but opt not to make a joke about it given present company's current emotional reactions.
you surprise yourself when you make your most substantial comment thus far:
"It's... it's pretty cold out here. Should we head inside? To keep talking? That's why we're here after all, right? To talk about this relationship?"
After a beat of silence, your mom nods her head and invites the two of you inside.
Dinner is just out of the oven by now, so you all give it a minute to cool, and you talk. You brought a bottle of wine - hoping to make a good impression with who you now realize is your own mother - and it's already gotten ample use out of the three of you. Your mom will probably be dipping into her own supply before dinner's over. It makes the talking easier, at the very least.
Once the shock wears off, you're all able to hold an actual conversation - even if your speech is slightly slurred. your mother says that you're an adult, and you have the right to date whoever you want. the same can obviously be said of her. and your girlfriend loves you both too much to let any of this impact her relationships with you.
so that's that. the dinner wraps up, and you and your girlfriend are *way* too drunk to drive home, so your mom nervously invites you to spend the night. you nervously accept, because you're not in the headspace for a DUI or a car crash tonight and you're not willing to risk it.
you're about in the middle of a quick and awkward conversation about bed logistics when your girlfriend - again, *impressively* drunk - makes a joke about previously thinking this night might end in a threesome before you all realized what you realized. the look on her face tells you she immediately regretted it, but you can't help but giggle all the same.
"Who knows? It still could."
You whip your head over to see your *mother* having just made that joke, start to drunk-giggle herself, but immediately come to make the same face of regret your girlfriend did.
and you're a little miffed because you were just about to make that very same joke yourself.
"Hey! No fair! You stole my joke!" you whine, devolving into laughter before you can even get to the "-k" in "joke." and then your girlfriend and your mom are both laughing with you. and then the sheen of awkwardness that had tainted this entire night is finally lifted, and it feels like what you had hoped it would be - a polycule of disaster lesbians in the same room just enjoying each other's company.
and then your mom goes, y'know what? the couch is really uncomfortable to sleep on, and the twin-mattress in your bedroom is too small. what if the three of you all just slept in *her* bed? after all, it wouldn't be the first time either of you shared a bed with her.
before you know it, you're all lying in your mother's bed. even for its size, it's a bit of a tight squeeze, but its just about the most warm and safe and comfortable you've ever felt in a bed. just laying there between both of your moms.
and maybe its the alcohol, or you're tired, or even just wishful thinking, but you swear - amidst the tight space and all the small body-adjustments made - you could feel your mother sleepily and drunkenly grinding into you.
as you go to sleep, you think that maybe this was worth all of the awkwardness
I love cnc because it’s just clingy, touchstarved, lonely angels who want to be wanted so bad they need it forced from them. They need to be needed, they need to know that I want them so bad I would hurt them for it. Violate them for it. Break them for it.
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.
When you're having trouble sleeping, and a cozy mech cockpit is just what you need
Audio mix by @sirflas
This is how my big sis fiends over me >u<
all these posts about mean manipulative older siblings. what about older sibling who loves you more than they've ever loved anything. who wants you with a desperation bordering on insanity and would never, ever do anything to hurt you - even if sometimes their hands squeeze you a little too tight. they rough house a little too much and when you're pinned under them they look at you with their eyes dark like a new moon and you know it's because they love you but maybe you don't know quite how much
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck @///@
why are you crying, baby?
it's cute that you're crying, because you're the one that wanted this, hmm? you were so excited to be big and try to show mommy how much you really love it, to move on from humping your pillows and stuffies or mama's boot. now that you're finally inside a real pussy, you're getting all choked up and panicky. is it overwhelming, sweetheart?
don't you wanna cum inside your mama?
oh, there we go. i just felt you twitch inside me— how cute! now we just have to get you to stop wriggling around. you know mommy is stronger than you, baby, so you'll never get anywhere when you're putting up such pathetic resistance. it wouldn't be very nice if you accidentally left a mark on mommy when you were acting so disobedient, so put those claws away.
you wanted this, remember? you're gonna cum nice and deep inside your mommy, as many times as it wants you to. ♡
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.
Sister yearning.... soothes my heart >~<
Last night was nice. You and your sister's movie plans had to be moved out of the family room, your parents' favorite show just dropped a new season, and well the two of you ended up watching on your bed. Gotta be warm and comfortable while watching a movie after all. Laying there beside her was relaxing, just you, her, and the glow from the laptop. Perhaps a little too relaxing tho, since you fell asleep in the middle of the 2nd act.
That by itself would have been a good night, but as you lay there trying to eke out the last bits of sleep, you hear rustling next to you. Your sister didn't head back to her room last night, apparently. You can't help but wonder if she fell asleep during the movie as well, or … or if maybe she had decided to share your bed for the night. Desperately you hope that it was the latter, you hope that she also wanted that, that maybe just maybe she wanted you like you wanted her.
Suddenly you realize that she had sat up in bed while you were filled with wishful thoughts. You take a moment to compose yourself so that you can act natural, but before you finish, she leans over and in whispers in your ear with her usual teasing cadence that if you don't wake up she'll give you a kiss~. The warmth starts in your cheeks but soon spreads to cover the rest of your face, you're burning up, you're blushing, and blushing hard. But internally you're frozen, stuck thinking about her pretty face and soft lips and how badly you want them on your own and how long you've wanted that and and and… And suddenly you don't need to wonder much longer as your sister gives you a gentle kiss. It was everything you had ever wanted it to be.
She couldn't just leave you like that after all. She'd known you were awake the entire time and had only intended to tease you to force you to get up. But when you blushed so deeply and just laid there, all she could think about was actually kissing her flustered sister. Before she knew it, her lips were on yours. Oh fuck, her lips were on yours.
Both of you just sit there, staring into each other's eyes. Before she has a chance to start panicking about kissing you, you ask if it would be alright to kiss her back. She meekly agrees. Slowly, you move up to kiss her, still half expecting her to decline the kiss. On the contrary, it seems that she's now the blushing flustered mess. And then you kiss your dear sister, her lips are soft and paint your own with her warmth. You feel so connected to her. You love her so much.
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 😞
Yk how in episode seven the disc intro thing changes to ekko and power which is a nice nod to the fact that they're in an alternate timeline but also that they're lovers and soulmates. Which means- normally we see vi and jinx disc which should also mean that they're lovers and soulmates that are just doomed, in this essay I will—
NOOOOOO THEY GOT MOM KISSER MAIA >M< PLEASE she was the success story i hope she's okay and kissing her mom
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Cravings (Part 1 of 3)
Clueless trans lil sis learning about her body x cis big sis who’s desperate
Trans little sis has been having these weird dreams that with her panties drenched and smelling funny. She hadn’t wet the bed in years… it must be something different. “Why is it so sticky?” It’s too embarrassing to tell mommy, so she runs up to her (cis) big sis
Big sis has been having some extreme cravings. She’s had almost no luck with any boys in her area, and she’s never been with a girl before… As she desperately scrolls Tumblr and touches herself, entranced in bliss, her little sister comes in without knocking.
Big sis quickly covers herself and turns her phone screen off “Oh my god your little freak what do you want? I’m busy.”
“I’m sorry big sis but… I’ve been feeling weird lately when I sleep…”
“What’s the problem? Are you having nightmares?”
“N-No… but some weird things happen in my dreams and I wake up with this wet spot. Look!” The troubled girl lifts up her nightshirt, revealing a hard imprint inside of her panties, and a notable wet spot on top of it.
In shock and arousal, big sis exclaims: “go close the door and come to bed. Let me get a closer look.”
Little sis does as she’s told; she quietly closes the door, and scurries into bed, slightly concerned. As big sis begins to sit up, little sis lifts up her night shirt again. “See? Look!”
Big sis thinks to herself: ‘Don’t do it. Don’t even think about it; she’s your little sister.’ Hesitantly and skeptically, big sis asks: “Are you sure you didn’t wet the bed again? You used to do that all the time you know.”
“Mhm! I’m sure! And I see you have a wet spot too!” Little sis touches the wet spot in her big sis’ pajama bottoms, forcing big sis to moan. Little sis gasps and puts her hands on her mouth. “Did I hurt you? I’m sorry!”
“Ch-chill out little sis. That actually made me feel really good.” Her perverted mind trails off for a brief moment, thinking about what she’s wanting… needing… craving,,, then she speaks “mom was supposed to teach you about this already, but I’ll do it. You’re… growing. That hard part in your panties is supposed to help you… satisfy yourself and someone else.”
Little sis asks innocently in confusion: “can you teach me how to satisfy you, big sis?”
Big sis turns a bright red. Her nervousness and flustered expression turn into a perverted smirk. “Of course sweetheart, let me show you.”
