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Sorry it's quick, I just wanted to have a story out there, so please tell me what you think, and again, I know it's to quick. Jasmine was watching some dogs wrestle outside one day while she was grounded, even though she was 18, but according to her dad she can still get grounded until she moves out. Truthfully she was jealous of the dogs being able to go outside. She was sitting in her room, playing with her orange hair. She had cup C breast and grey eyes. It was very hot this day so she wore a bikini set and was still sweating.

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Chapter 1 Roxanne had had enough with boys. The eighteen-year old blue-eyed redhead slammed down the phone. Frankie was just like all the others. She had caught him flirting with Jennifer again, and this time it was more than playful. Last night at the party when she saw him touching Jennifer's arm, and then saw her brush her hand by his crotch, that was it. The phone call only confirmed her suspicions. He didn't even try to deny it, just said that he still wanted to see Roxanne and to please forgive him. Fuck that.

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Author's Note: Thanks to LizHaze once again for the editing, and she's even got a story of her own now! Maybe check it out? **** I kind of liked summer. Sure it meant living at home instead of away at university, as well as feeling like a bit of a failure for once again not having a summer job, but it had its upsides. It was nice being able to sleep in any day I wanted, and not having to constantly worry about a paper I was supposed to write or a test that was coming up. It tended to be a very stress-free time for me.

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"Hi ya Bro," Philips sister Lauren shouted as she opened the front door to their house. Philip smiled on hearing her words. "Hi back," he said. She hung her black cardigan by the door and dropped her bag on the floor underneath it. "Mom and Dad not home?" She asked to which he nodded. "Both working late, again." He told her. She nodded used to coming home and finding her parents still at work. "Won't be back till about nine." He added something else she was used to. She wandered into the kitchen, where he was leaning against the table.

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I got a wonderful comment on an older, Valentine's fantasy story and a Halloween themed one was requested. I'll get to that some day but this idea popped in my head and wanted to write it. I hope you enjoy! No anal, some girl on girl but otherwise straight sex.

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I throw my legs over the edge of the bed Christmas morning. As soon as my feet hit the floor my bedroom door opens. Standing in the doorway, naked, is my sister Brooke with a bow tied around her hard cock. "Merry Christmas Jerry," she says rushing up to me.

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I am the main character. I am 18 years old. My sister is Sally. She is younger than me but also 18 years old. We are both of the age to legal consent. Even though incest is still illegal anyway. Deeeerp. Now I tells story...

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I recommend that you read chapter 1 and 2 before delving into chapter 3, but here is a quick recap reminder of what happened. Eighteen year old Kevin Lansing came home to find his older sister Hannah licking his twin sister Kristen's hot pussy. He quickly stripped down and joined in on the filthy fun, where plenty of licking, sucking, tonguing and fucking took place. Later, their mother Krystal, a dominant mistress, and father Kevin, a submissive pet, came home and the fun continued. After some punishment was served to Hannah, Krystal devised a blowjob contest between the sisters.

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Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction and nothing more. Enjoy the fantasy, but keep it away from reality. Also, all characters in my stories are 18 years of age or older! The term 'teen' can refer to somebody who is 18 or 19 as well. --commercial begins--

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I was lying on my bed staring at the ceiling and feeling sorry for myself for the third night in a row. The girl troubles of an eighteen year old guy still in highschool were not that critical in the grand scheme of things; I fully understood that yet somehow the thought did little to cheer me up. I rolled over onto my side and tried once again to think of something else, anything else, just to take my mind of her for a little while.

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