I Fucked My Little Sister Stories
โก ๐๐ป๐๐ป๐๐ป INFORMATION AVAILABLE CLICK HERE ๐๐ป๐๐ป๐๐ป
Maledictator Joined 26th Mar, 2012 ยท Offline
Join our Patreon to remove these adverts!
Rarity is once again too busy to spend time with her sister. With Twilight Sparkle looking after her, Sweetie Belle discovers a liking of poetry and tries to write a poem about her sister.
Chapter 1 ยท 3rd Jul 2012 ยท 5,280 words
Join our Patreon to remove these adverts!
Wow! That was a good story even though it was a bit sad
Very well written, though a little short. I generally prefer drawn-out stories but this one set itself apart with a good message behind a solid storyline.
That haiku about the refrigerator is a classic one. The only one I can remember actually.
This story is brilliant. I do wish to see more!
D'AWWWWWWW, manly tears, all of them!!!
That was absolutely adorable!!! Being the oldest of 3 and having a sister that I love to death with a 10 year age difference, these stories always pull right at my heartstrings. Along with being well written, it gets the point across perfectly for a one-shot, and everyone is perfectly in character the whole time. I think I might have spotted a typo or two, but everyone slips now and again.
A fantastic piece, looking forward to see what else you might have in store
I think you should continue this type of story. It was very good and interesting to read!
Rarity, why you forget lesson learned in Sisterhood Social?!
I teared up a little after reading that last poem. Makes me want to go hug my sisters. But I shall never tell them that ponies made me cry.
I'm afraid unconditional love isn't really love at all.
Too pissed to read right now, because I came up with this idea less than a second before opening Chrome. No joke.
You have 63 likes, and you're in the Featured Box? My fanfic with EXACTLY the same likes has a chance xD
That's how I felt while reading this.
Short, sweet, and nice.
(And slightly sad)
But still a pretty good story.
Parchment?!?!?! Oh dear Luna I sure hope Fluttershy doesn't visit the library and see any parchment! You do know what its made from, right?
:P Great story though, very touching :)
this was a nice story with a nice combination of being sad but having joy in it
Who was the one who disliked this? I cannot believe whoever did that!
Dear creator,
Your story was a brand new read for me.
Adding poetry making it the main idea was an excellent idea.
I must ask,are you thinking about making something else involving the idea of poetry? Because this story makes me want to read another story involving it.
From,
Sneaks
That was a very sweet story. I enjoyed the way it flowed together without pulling the reader out of the scene, and the dialogue felt perfectly in character. Thank you very much for sharing this.
Nothing more to be said besides : Great work
Mercy me, that's sweet. It's amazing how poetry can help you to explore and convey such emotions. Excellent use of that theme.
Beautiful! Sweetie's final poem gave me chills, and the one about perspective was very insightful. Thank you for this wonderful work!
Twas an amazing tale, I'll be damned if she doesn't get her cutie mark for this...
i love the refridgerator poem and this is well written.
I am once again reminded that I am a bad brother and dont talk to mine outside of holidays.
Then again he is in med school so its best to leave him be.
I liked this one; it was well-written, touching and everypony was in-character. Sweetie's poem felt a bit rough, though. Given her talent with songwriting, I did expect better metre at least.
Also, why do so many writers spell it "Manehatten" instead of the (correct) "Manehattan"?
This was great! Very emotional and insightful, particularly the ending - which the rest of the story built up to perfectly. Nicely done!
Oh god poetry! I love poetry! Gah. All of my dawws.
Many feels were had. Nice story, bro.
I came across this one-shot totally by accident, and was besides myself with shock at how fast it got such high ratings!
Of course I say this after giving this little slice of "d'awww" a thumbs up and adding it to my collection of favorites.
Very well written. I enjoyed the feelings I had while reading this, feelings very reminiscent of the relationship I have with my older brother. And I thought the second interpreted meaning behind Twilight's sad poem, as (unknowingly) interpreted by Rarity, was brilliant.
I look forward to anything you put out in the future, especially if it has to do with Sweetie Belle since it would seem that you have a special talent for writing about such adorable sisters!
Beautifully... No... Masterfully done. Is that even a word? Regardless, the final (is it a stanza?) lines in Sweetie's poem just made my heart melt. Had a bad day, I really needed this. I even got misty eyed
I wrote a haiku once... for a school assignment. It had to do with Francis Scott Keys and the American National Anthem. Don't remember what the actual words were, though.
What a silly little filly. She cannot see the beauty in her words, throught what is written on the page. But with time she might come to know of it, just like she might come to know of her cutie mark. Then will she sing their praise? Only she can decided when that time will come to pass.
Awesome story.
I must get back into writing poetry myself.
Would've liked it if that poem got her her cutie mark and the last paragraph made me think of the song "Cat's in the Cradle" a great sweet story just would've liked the cutie mark is all.
Any time I want to hug Sweetie Belle, is time that I realize has just been well-spent.
Bravo sir, bravo! rarity finding that poem and reading it actually brought a tear to my eye.
how do poets do it? having a very big vocabulary, as well as a thesarus.
a bond of sibilings is one that cannot be rusted.
time may bend and pull at it but one such as they can always be trusted
true some days you may fight and bicker over, something madane, and small.
but that love will always be there standing big and tall
so next time your brother picks on you for being strange or weird.
just know that under that show, he loves you more than you feared.
do not take my words as false or untrue.
for i have expirenced this hidden love, through the fake hate that it is shining through
-Captain Literal
It's always a pleasure seeing (And reading) a writing that truly evokes emotion in the reader, allowing them to truly feel what the writer has put forth and experience the story, instead of simply reading it. I got a single tear in my eye when I read the poem in the story, and it is one of the few times I cried, not because it was truly sad, but because I got to see the true beauty in the story, I got a tiny glimpse into what you were trying to show me. And for that... I thank you.
very well done story was Relatable had wonderful food for thought lots of things to make you think grate job
DAWWWWWWWW!!!!
I luv this! I cried. You are a wonderful writer and poet, my friend!
MANLY TEARS HAVE BEEN SHED. ;-; I'm going to spent tomorrow with my little sister....
Join our Patreon to remove these adverts!
Page generated in 0.101 seconds
Total duration 1.046 seconds
875 users online
716,399 hits today, 1,682,049 yesterday
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfiction
Designed and coded by knighty & Xaquseg - ยฉ 2011-2021
MLP: Friendship is Magicยฎ - ยฉ 2021 Hasbro Inc.ยฎ
Fimfiction is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Hasbro Inc.ยฎ
Our goal is for Newgrounds to be ad free for everyone! Become a Supporter today and help make this dream a reality!
The year is 1993. yours truly is just 14 years old, a fresh-faced boy from suburbia, and he's about to embark on the one event that truly erected his persona and then brutally shattered the mold. My mother was never around much when I was this age, so I was constantly left to take care of my 4 year old sister on my own.
It was a cold day in autumn, about this time of year. I was alone in my basement, accompanied only by my thoughts as I plucked away at the dislocated chain of an upside-down bicycle. My train of thought was suddenly derailed by the sound of the basement door. I directed my gaze to the stair well, only to be met with the sight of my little sister, carefully traversing the steps. "What the fuck do you want?" I shouted. She cocked her head to the side and delivered a confused stare. "Come upstairs and make lunch!" she whined. I ignored her, turning back to my work and pretending not to notice her perpetuating her descent down the staircase. "What are you doing?" she inquired as she impulsively reached for the bike chain, knocking it to the floor and destroying my progress.
"Pick that up!" I ordered her.
Now, perhaps it may have been because I was a horny, pubescent, hormone factory, or maybe it was because I'm genuinely depraved, but this next part will live on forever in my memory. As she bent over to reach for the bike chain, I was given a fantastic look up her skirt. I wasn't sure what to make of the situation, at first. But it seems that at this point, my balls were doing most of the thinking for me, as the sight of her tight, round buttocks had suddenly given me a raging erection. Common sense had escaped me. I made a flying leap forward, grabbed the bike chain and wrapped it around her throat. She attempted to scream, but I was far too horny and crazy to be reasoned with. I told her that if she co-operated, I'd be gentle with her as I loosened my sweat pants with one hand, took her jaw between my thumb and knuckle and forced my swollen, throbbing member into her warm, moist mouth. She kicked and struggled to scream, but my grip on her was solid and her mouth was far too full. The excitement and urgency of the situation were far too stimulating for me to pace myself.
I nutted, delivering a projectile load of semen to the back of her throat.
Spent, I released my grip, allowing her to fall to the floor where she lay, choking and breathing heavily. I guess I wasn't satisfied yet, as with nary a moment of contemplation I had her panties off and her legs apart. From bottom to top, I canvased her smooth, delicious genital region with my tongue; slowly taking in her flavor. After a moment or so, my hormone induced rampage slowed down. Sex was no longer interesting -- I was completely satiated. I helped my sister to her feet, then walked her to the bathroom where I bathed her and attempted to justify my actions with kind words.
And so my rambling tale of forbidden sexual promiscuity comes to a close. Anybody else remember a single event that changed their entire life?
This story was fantastic. Great vocabulary, vivid imagery, and exciting. I got hard.
Too bad that there's going to be a whole bunch of people rejecting an artform that they simply cannot comprehend.
"If you had what normal men had, I wouldn't need batteries anymore!"
Im flabbergasted. Thats what i get for being on this late i guess
I got rugburn once from sliding down the stairs... I wont ever do that again thats for sure...
The rainforest burns the same as any other forest.
Smith & Wesson, Curing the Blues Since 1864.
No, there's nothing to comprehend. It's awful.
The ones about random acts of violence towards strangers make me laugh, but this just isn't funny for me.
you sick little bunny you, but despite the content you have a vivid nice writing style, its as if you had been there yourself.
I got stabbed by a bike once. It hurt. I stay away from bikes now :I
Being the original, it has a certain, old-school charm. Like the crack in the liberty bell, or the smell of a classroom full of delicious children.
Dog Came to Dinner; Birds Sing After Dark
Would you care to elaborate on exactly how that happened.
one time i got closelined by a sighnpost off my bike after getting hit by a car 5 minutes b4
talk about bad lick
it was early january and i had been in hospital over christmas with a kidney infection
i had a shit time in the 90's
The sex was too short, but yea, I got hard.
illicit makes a damn good signature.
the 1 thing that changed my life 4good is when i whas 10
i whas riding my bike around town, suddenly a dog attacks me and bite me in my throat and leg god that aint fun
we got 2 dogs but i am scared to death for them! every time i see a dog i wanna run, run away till they are all gone!!
(i am 14 now )
akward, i dont even want to ask if this is true r not...
Girls: From ugly and cooties to cute and boobies.
26 People have spam'd me from my sig alone! 2 Reasonable ones :D
Defeat your enemies in this three lane action rhythm game!
Go on adventures, one YE/NO question at a time.
ยฉCopyright 1995-2021 Newgrounds, Inc. All rights reserved. Privacy Policy | Terms of Use
Owned by my little sister by Takomaru | Story Notes
My Little Sister - Fimfiction
Little Sister - A Love Story
ะกะบะฐัะฐัั ะธะณัั Little Sister (2020-21|ะ ัั|ะะฝะณะป) - ะญัะพัะธัะตัะบะธะต - ะะณัั ะะ...
Problems with my Little Sister | Forum
Hdef Porn
Megan Salinas Porn
Big Tits Braless
I Fucked My Little Sister Stories
630_.jpg" width="550" alt="I Fucked My Little Sister Stories" title="I Fucked My Little Sister Stories">
