My name is Chris. This story took place when I was 17 years old. At the time, my sister, Audrey, was 16 years old. We were from a large family, so of course space was tight. Because of the limited space, my sister and I were put into the same bedroom. Now, it had been like this since we were 8 and 7. And, being that we were the two youngest, with 4 years separating my next oldest brother, and me she and I spent a lot of time together, and grew quite close. I had honed my skills of masturbation quite well. I was really enjoying the feelings, and wanted stronger, better orgasms.

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Chris and I were laying in bed and he started kissing me. It was very sweet; he was being very loving. He was looking into my eyes, softly touching me, telling me I was beautiful and how much he loved me. I started touching his dick because what he said made me want him.
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It was the summer of and I had just turned 21 years old. I lived in a house near my college campus with two other friends. I had a steady job as a server at a fancy restaurant most nights, which brought in great cash, so my days were wide open for lounging around in the sun while my roommates were hard at work. My friends and I had gotten pretty drunk the night before and I may have still been feeling the effects the next day.
It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering degree. He was deep in the job search trying to find something, anything, in todays poor economy. He thought he was a resonably good candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was willing to relocate, and had nothing tying him down.