Anonymous said: What would you say/advise/suggest to any older sister or younger sister who comes across your blog?

That’s a very general question!

So here’s a very general answer assuming you’re talking about being a situation similar to mine:
Be very honest with yourself. Let yourself explore all possibilities in your mind, including ones you may be avoiding. Try not to reach conclusions and try to give yourself a lot of time before coming to any sort of decision. Don’t keep anger and sexual frustration inside, but don’t let them out in rash ways either. 

If you intended your question in a different way, anon, please clarify! :)

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Anonymous said: hey sis so im a long time follower of the blog(since the beginning really) and i remember in the beginning how your feeling were mixed about your brothers feelings, to the point you said somedays it made you sick. can you tell us how you feel about everything now that you have had time to really air out and explore your emotions about this?

Hey little brother! 

I’ve hinted at this, but I feel very separate from it now. I feel like I’ve gained a taboo fetish that is now very rarely linked to the thought of my actual brother. I think it helped when I stopped snooping to look for more stories. My curiosity didn’t go away immediately, but it got easier and easier and now I wouldn’t dream of it.

Well it’s easy to say that, but this isn’t really something that fully fades away and I do have relapse days. But now I avoid this blog on those days when it used to be the time when I would find relief here. I like to associate this blog with where I am in general with the situation, so I like it being a general brother/sister taboo fetish outlet rather than a place I connect to my ambiguous situation I had with my brother. 

It’s worth mentioning that he has always been nothing but a brother and friend to me. And now that I’m out the other side (well, it feels like it anyway), it’s easier for me to imagine that his smut stories about me were his own complicated outlet that I shouldn’t jump to conclusions about. Maybe I’ll bring it up with him in ten or twenty years. 

I plan on telling my boyfriend about this whole thing in about a year and I think that will be a real sign if I’m out the other side. It will also be a telling moment to see what I continue to do with this blog if I’m still maintaining it at that point.

But yes, the Little Brother Army will get the second story before then. I’ll be honest that I was a little disappointed that Stupid Older Sister won as the theme and I thought it would be another short story, but I found an angle that I like that is taking more time than something quick and dirty. Thanks for all your patience!

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I thought the day would never come, but it was actually happening. My sexy older brother was awkwardly stumbling through an attempt to acknowledge the sexual tension we had built up for months. I couldn’t wait for him to finish. I had to have him.

I thought the day would never come, but it was actually happening. My sexy older brother was awkwardly stumbling through an attempt to acknowledge the sexual tension we had built up for months. I couldn’t wait for him to finish. I had to have him.

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The taboo carried us through the first few months. The pure unspoken nature of our relationship was all we needed to start ripping each other’s clothes off. But next came the “this has to stop” era. He had a girlfriend to think about and I had my husband, but that just added another layer. 
"Don’t you miss these, little brother?" I would say to him as he faked apathy. "Your girlfriend doesn’t have tits like these. Your girlfriend doesn’t let you call her the names you call me. Just one more time. Please?"

The taboo carried us through the first few months. The pure unspoken nature of our relationship was all we needed to start ripping each other’s clothes off. But next came the “this has to stop” era. He had a girlfriend to think about and I had my husband, but that just added another layer. 

"Don’t you miss these, little brother?" I would say to him as he faked apathy. "Your girlfriend doesn’t have tits like these. Your girlfriend doesn’t let you call her the names you call me. Just one more time. Please?"

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I had never seen the point of doing something like this before. Shaking my tits so that they could be the object of someone’s lust. But it was different with my little brother. I knew he loved who I was, so his lust was a compliment. He made me feel like I wanted to show off for him. I no longer felt dirty and ashamed when he stared at me, but happy and confident. My sexy little brother loves me and my big tits, so me and my big tits love him.

I had never seen the point of doing something like this before. Shaking my tits so that they could be the object of someone’s lust. But it was different with my little brother. I knew he loved who I was, so his lust was a compliment. He made me feel like I wanted to show off for him. I no longer felt dirty and ashamed when he stared at me, but happy and confident. My sexy little brother loves me and my big tits, so me and my big tits love him.

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Anonymous said: ya know, for awhile i was selfishly upset that you wern't posting as much, but i realized today that for you its good. i would like to apologize.

Thanks, little brother. While it’s an apology I never required, it is nice when somebody realizes that their anger isn’t the fault of the person they’re angry at.

That was the exact moment I knew I was going to have the guts to do it. My sexy little brother couldn’t stop glancing at my chest, even when I was wearing sunglasses. The house was ours for the weekend and I had been thinking about it long enough. I knew it would be a matter of minutes before my mouth would be filled with incestuous cock.

That was the exact moment I knew I was going to have the guts to do it. My sexy little brother couldn’t stop glancing at my chest, even when I was wearing sunglasses. The house was ours for the weekend and I had been thinking about it long enough. I knew it would be a matter of minutes before my mouth would be filled with incestuous cock.

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"No, little brother, it’s not sad. I actually think it’s pretty hot that you got so hard just from looking at my tits. Y’know, I actually thought you were a huge perv for making a bet like this, but I’m having second thoughts."

"No, little brother, it’s not sad. I actually think it’s pretty hot that you got so hard just from looking at my tits. Y’know, I actually thought you were a huge perv for making a bet like this, but I’m having second thoughts."

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"So what makes you most excited right now? Is it that you’re about to get a blowjob in the bathroom or is it that you’ll be getting it from your older sister?"

"So what makes you most excited right now? Is it that you’re about to get a blowjob in the bathroom or is it that you’ll be getting it from your older sister?"

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I would imagine that my little brother would happen to stumble upon my camera and I would take pictures to feed that fantasy. I made them modest enough that they would seem like harmless selfies, but seductive enough that he would start to look at me a different way since he was by himself, after all. It would just be him and the camera, and why shouldn’t he take a peek down his big sister’s dress? She can’t notice if it’s a picture, he would think to himself. But then he would notice that he couldn’t look away. Without the pressure to keep his eyes off, he would find himself eye fucking me until he would finally have to admit that I was a woman too and not just his sister. I would get off so hard while staring at my camera after taking the pictures. Then, after I came down, I would delete the pictures and feel great relief that I got through it. I did this for a long time.

I would imagine that my little brother would happen to stumble upon my camera and I would take pictures to feed that fantasy. I made them modest enough that they would seem like harmless selfies, but seductive enough that he would start to look at me a different way since he was by himself, after all. It would just be him and the camera, and why shouldn’t he take a peek down his big sister’s dress? She can’t notice if it’s a picture, he would think to himself. But then he would notice that he couldn’t look away. Without the pressure to keep his eyes off, he would find himself eye fucking me until he would finally have to admit that I was a woman too and not just his sister. 

I would get off so hard while staring at my camera after taking the pictures. Then, after I came down, I would delete the pictures and feel great relief that I got through it. I did this for a long time.

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Text with picture from my little sister:"What do u think of todays? pretty cute, right?"
I had no idea why she had started to take pictures of her outfit every day and then asking me about them. Especially when we live in the same house. I don’t know anything about fashion!

Text with picture from my little sister:

"What do u think of todays? pretty cute, right?"

I had no idea why she had started to take pictures of her outfit every day and then asking me about them. Especially when we live in the same house. I don’t know anything about fashion!

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"Oh Jesus, little brother, how long have you been standing there? Don’t freak me out like that, I thought you were some pervert or something!"

"Oh Jesus, little brother, how long have you been standing there? Don’t freak me out like that, I thought you were some pervert or something!"

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"What are you knocking for? You know I just got in here, so can’t you wait a few seconds? Wait, what’s with that look on your face? Little brother? Stop looking at my chest like that, you’re freaking me out."

"What are you knocking for? You know I just got in here, so can’t you wait a few seconds? Wait, what’s with that look on your face? Little brother? Stop looking at my chest like that, you’re freaking me out."

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"What? No! God no, big brother! I don’t have a crush on you. Where did you get that idea? No no, I just want to suck your dick. I think you’re so hot and I dunno, I feel like I would be honored or whatever to be one of the girls who got to give you a blowjob. I promise I’ll surprise you with how good I am. I’ve grown up more than you think."

"What? No! God no, big brother! I don’t have a crush on you. Where did you get that idea? No no, I just want to suck your dick. I think you’re so hot and I dunno, I feel like I would be honored or whatever to be one of the girls who got to give you a blowjob. I promise I’ll surprise you with how good I am. I’ve grown up more than you think."

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imustbemeyoumustbeyou said: How goes the story?

Slow and steady, little brother!

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