1. What Lena Wants


    Date: 9/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Teen, Oral Sex / Blowjob, First Time, Written by women, Author: Sexy.Cede, Source: sexstories.com

    Hi Lovelies! I hope you enjoy this story. I am hoping to expand upon it with more of Milo and Lena's relationship, so stay tuned. Xoxo, Cede -------- Growing up, I was the youngest in our family. The only girl on top of that. I had three older brothers, Sam, Peter, and Milo. Sam and Peter were five and eight years older than me, and basically ignored my exsistance. Milo, though, was only eighteen months older. I was an accident, clearly. I’m pretty sure my mother only wanted three kids, but I think she was kind of relieved, too. She got the daughter she wanted in the end. My dad did computer work for some big company. I don't know exactly what, but he spends most of his time on his work computer, typing up reports. He leaves every morning at six thirty for work, and usually stays late doing overtime. Mom is a real estate agent, and when she isn't working, she's watching HGTV, trying to get new ideas. Ideas for what I’m not sure. Does she plan to fix our house up? Someone else's? Who knows. My parents have lived in this rut for the past four years. We all know their marriage is dead, but neither of them have moved for a divorce. It's an issue we all tiptoe around. When things were at their worse, I would sneak into Milo’s room, climb into his bed, and snuggle up with him. I would cover my ears with a pillow or he would tell me bad jokes. I was twelve and he was just shy of fourteen. That was six years ago, and I wish I still had an excuse to climb in bed to cuddle. “Lena! ...
    Lay-na!” Milo’s shouting can probably be heard from outer space. He stands at the bottom of the stairs, holding up a half empty bag of chips. I may have eaten them, even though I knew they were his. I lean over the railing, and sigh. “Wha-at? Can’t you see I’m busy?” “Why? He asks, shaking the bag. “They never did anything to you. They didn't deserve this, Lena!” I love when Milo is in a mood like this. The last few months have been horrible since he got a girlfriend. He spends all of his time with her or thinking about her. He’s gone every Friday night, when we always had our movie night, and if he is here, she’s with him. Lucy. Ugh, how I hate her. She’s not even that pretty. Her hair is from a bottle, her make-up too thick. She wears too much Victoria secret perfume, and calls me ’Sissy’. It’s like, bitch, you ain't married to him yet, don't call me sister. I started a rumor before school let out that she gave head to Marc Newman under the bleachers, but it didn't really take off. I was running out of ways to get rid of her so I could have my brother back. “Who cares about your chips. Let’s go swimming!” I pouted out my lower lip. “Come on, it will be fun,” I tempted. I could see Milo’s brain trying to figure out if there was a chance he could see, call or text Lucy in the next few minutes, and shrugged. “Fine, but not for long. I promised Lucy we’d see a movie tonight.” Ignoring the Lucy part, I squealed and ran back to my room to change. I had bought a new suit back when ...
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