1. Little sis ruby at gloryhole


    Date: 9/13/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Teen, Incest, Author: NonAvailable, Source: sexstories.com

    "So how does it taste?" "It tastes like crap," Ruby blurted out smugly as she scarfed down a slice of lemon meringue with an exaggerated wince on her face. She still held onto that ch!ldlike honesty but mixed it with teenage sarcasm. I expected to hear that from her as she munched on the homecoming cake I purchased last minute for her. Had I known Ruby was coming back home today, I would have had time to fix her up something better rather than buy one at a gas station along the way to the airport. "It's gross and bitter," she continued to mock both me and the cake. I had always looked out for my little half-s!ster Ruby. I tried to play the protective older br0ther despite us being so different. Ruby was a full generation younger than I, and she looked like a complete different ethnicity from me altogether. We barely looked like we belonged in the same country let alone the same fam!ly. After divorcing my mother after a long and arduous 25 year marriage, Ruby was the result of our reckless father messing around with a less than desirable Asian woman who bailed shortly after her birth. Then again, most residents were less than desirable in this unscrupulous town of ours. Our hometown once garnered the moniker of diamond in the rough as developers and businesses rushed in to create the next American metropolis. However, businesses deteriorated as quickly as they started, turning lofty highrises into empty shells while robbing the current residents of any respectable careers. My ...
    father was a product of his environment where blue collared men typically sought to escape their downtrodden realities through bad habits, i!!egal substances and loose used women in these crudely renovated establishments. Ruby, however, always personified the complete opposite of our town. She was always so young and innocent, completely oblivious to the dark and debaucherous establishments that our town essentially thrived on. I held on to this illusion of her so tightly that she had grown to reach her teens without me even realizing it. Here I was thinking of what cabbage patch doll to get for this little girl who had already started high school. So while I tried to play the role model, it was easy to see that we grew up knowing very little about each other despite being within the same household. The extent to which she had grown didn't hit me until she left the summer for a study abroad program in Europe. What little advice I would offer her was always about taking school seriously and getting far away from our town before it dragged her down. She took my advice and worked diligently toward an opportunity her school offered to just a few select students to travel overseas for early school credit. This was the first time we had spent any significant time apart, and when she finally returned, it was as if she was a completely different person to me. Physically, she still looked like the same little girl to me. Her hair was jet black and short, just down to her shoulders but ...
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