1. A Sibling Love Story


    Date: 1/20/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Romance, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

    The huge FAO Schwarz store with the massive Barbie display finally broke the conversation fog. "OMG," Jayda gasped, stopping in her tracks and tittering on her heels; if her arm wasn't hooked to mine I am sure she would have face dived into the sidewalk. "I didn't think you were a Barbie Girl anymore," I joked, remembering her saying she wasn't a kid anymore on her sixteenth birthday, 'that Barbies were for kids'. "Shut up!" she said, singing that horrific song from the one hit wonder band Aqua, "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world." Suddenly noticing it myself, I pointed out, "Actually, you know you really do look just like a Barbie." "Really?" she asked, with such an innocence that made it obvious my statement had flattered her. "Seriously, if they were making a live action Barbie movie you would be the perfect casting choice," I continued. Her hand slid down my arm and she took my hand in hers, our fingers intertwining. A simple everyday thing, holding hands, we had done it many times when we were younger, yet this time it was intimate and the feeling inside me spoke volumes. I wanted my sister; not in a 'nasty fuck her brains out' way, no sadly I wanted her in an 'I want to make love to her all night' way. She seemed to feel the same way as for a moment there was silence. Finally, I said, "We have a few minutes, Barbie Girl." "We do?" she asked, her eyes big as a little girl on Christmas morning. "Come on," I smiled, pulling her into the pink haven of a childhood past. ...
    Once in the store her eyes lit up like the Fourth of July, her head ping-ponging from one crazy elaborate display to another. I noticed a Grease Barbie doll display and reluctantly let go of my sister's hand and said, "I will meet you at the front in five minutes." "Ok," she agreed, distracted by the overall girly ambiance. I snuck away and grabbed two Sandy dolls knowing they were the perfect present. She loves musicals and her favorite movie as a kid was Grease. I have heard the soundtrack a thousand times blaring out of her room or in the car on road trips. I quickly paid for them and had them double bagged so baby sister couldn't see what I bought. I was a couple of minutes late as the line of moms and daughters was long; I felt a bit strange being the only male in line and the only one without a daughter with me. I almost shit at the price, but figured it would be worth it to see the look on her face. She was waiting for me at the door and teased me when she saw me with a bright glow in the dark pink bag. "Pink really is your color." "I know, it really brings out my inner feminine side," I quipped. She took my arm and I led her back out into the hustle and bustle of early evening in New York City. There were men in suits talking on their headpieces; there were ladies in dresses with bags from overpriced stores; there were teens with baggy pants with their underwear showing; tourists snapping pictures left and right; there was every race, every religion, walking side by ...
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