1. Fucking my S*s


    Date: 4/7/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: jacobjancsurak, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    most." Monica pulled her knees up to her chest, huddling into a protective ball. "'Cause if stuff like that can change, then lots of other things could too. Like maybe they won't always love me either." "Look, they-" "Or maybe you won't." She turned her head toward me with a neutral expression, but her eyes gave her away. She was truly worried about the possibility. "Never happen," I said, shaking my head with absolute certainty. "Why not?" she insisted. "If mom and dad could stop loving each other then... maybe anybody could." "No way. You forget, I had to grow up with you and I know all the most annoying things about you already. If we were gonna hate each other we'd be doing it already." "Hey, I'm not annoying," Monica said with just a hint of a smile. "If you say so Miss takes-my-books-without-asking. Strange how those pages get dog-eared all on their own isn't it?" "I can't help that you've always got all the good ones," she grumbled. "And you're the one who always finishes the cereal and doesn't put it on the grocery list." "But you deal with it don't you? That's what I'm talking about, we've lived together all our lives and if stuff like that hasn't driven us apart it never will." "I don't know, you really think it's just little things like that?" "It has to be, they fell in love before right? So unless it's some big secret then it pretty much just has to be stuff building up over time." "Maybe you're right." Monica fell silent and I had nothing else to add so we ...
    just sat together for a while. In the quiet minutes that followed I noticed at some point that the sounds of our parents' fighting had disappeared. If my s****r also realized it then she didn't say anything. "Seems safe again," I said eventually, hinting that she could go but not pushing her out. "Yeah," she said, giving me the impression she had caught on too. "Do you mind if I stay for a bit longer though? Like just a few more minutes. I'm not really ready to go back to bed yet." "If you want." I was getting tired, but sl**p wasn't a big issue for me. I guessed Monica was sl**pier than she wanted to admit as well when she leaned on me and rested her head on my shoulder. "M'just gonna stay for a little bit, don't let me go to sl**p," she said. "Okay," I said. **** Predictably we both fell asl**p where we were. I woke up mildly disoriented in a slumped over sitting position exactly where I'd been last night. Monica was curled up in my blanket with her head on my lap like it was a pillow. She looked happier in the morning light, much more like she normally did. Any worries or fears she'd had were erased by sl**p and she seemed at peace. I just wished she could feel that way all the time. I didn't need to get up right away, although I couldn't stay there forever either, and moving would have meant waking up Monica. I decided I'd give her a little while to awaken on her own before I did that. With nothing better to do I softly stroked her hair, smoothing it out from its nighttime ...
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