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My Sister,the piss queen (PT 1)
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My sister and I were two years apart—she was the older one. We looked a lot alike physically; in fact, during our pre-teen years, we even wore the same jeans (we wore stretchy denim back then), and her friends and suitors used to mistake me for her. I always had feminine features, long hair, and a nice butt. We fought a lot as kids, and I used to tease her mercilessly because she wet the bed—I’d call her the "Pee Queen." As we grew up, we became closer; I was about 14 and she was 16. One time, she caught me masturbating, and I practically had to become her "slave" so she wouldn't tell our parents. She was also incredibly jealous whenever I had a girlfriend—so much so that she’d scare them off. One day, we were home alone and she came into my room; she seemed agitated, closed the door, and threw herself on top of me. I tried to push her off, confused, but she was stronger and overpowered me. She started kissing me, and although I resisted at first—I’d never been kissed like that—we began caressing each other. It felt like a forbidden romance, but when she moved her hands down to my lower belly, she looked me in the eye and stopped. She bolted out of the room and apologized. I was completely bewildered, but I had a rock-hard erection—it was actually painful. I ran to her room, but she wasn't there; she’d gone to the bathroom, but what I found in her room turned me on even more...
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Posted on : Jun 29, 2026
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