1. My Twin Sister's Birthday-Sleepover Weekend (Chapter 1)


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Group Sex, Incest, Lesbian, Male / Female Teens, Teen, Young, Author: TheAuthor, Rating: 82, Source: sexstories.com

    conversation and I heard Claire whisper “Aaron” as I walked down the steps. I put the food down as they giggled and began eating. After we finished I went up and did the dishes. I came back down and to my surprise the girls were wearing their pajamas. Emily was just finishing telling a story about our cousin who had too much to drink at a family reunion. I put my hand in my pocket and felt the key and then it dawned on me what the key was for. I ran behind the bar in the basement and shoved the key in the lock on the booze closet under the counter. The key turned ant the cabinet opened. There, in all its gloriousness, sat a bottle of champagne as well as four glasses with a small note with the words “Go for it skipper” written on it. Now if I forgot to mention this earlier, my dad would call me skipper when I was a younger kid and has referred to me as such ever since. I took out the champagne and the glasses and locked the closet. I carried them over and set the glasses on the table, opened the champagne and poured it. “Is that what I think it is?” Jane asked. “Sure is, courtesy of dear old dad.” “Bullshit,” Emily accused. I went on to explain the envelope, the key and the 500 dollars as well as suggesting that we have dinner out on Saturday night. I grabbed a glass and raised it saying “Here’s to friendship, here’s to 18!” The girls followed and we sat and talked for a few minutes until Claire turned to Emily and asked “truth, or dare?” “WOA, WOA, WOA, if were gonna play, ...
    we have to set up ground rules.” Emily looked at the clock, 8:30. “We will play until midnight, no backing out of the game, no daring to only do dares, and noting dangerous, painful or disgusting, which will be determined by way of democracy. Does everyone agree to these rules?” “Sure.” “Okay.” “Why not.” Immediately Claire turns to Emily and asks truth or dare. “Truth.” “Is that story about your drunk cousin really true?” “Yes.” “Alright, Emily since it was you who just went now it’s your turn to ask someone,” I said. “Okay, Aaron, truth or dare? “Dare.” “Go get vodka and 4 shot glasses from the bar and take a shot of vodka.” So I went and got the vodka and took a shot. If you didn’t know, (and I don’t know why you would), I have a really high alcohol tolerance level. I asked Jane truth or dare and because I could not come up with anything good, I asked if she liked chocolate or vanilla better. (She prefers vanilla.) Jane then asked Claire to which she responded dare. “Take off your shorts.” It was clear that she was going to protest but decided not to, as she knew she would lose the argument. Claire stood up, and slipped down her cotton pajama bottoms, leaving just her plain white panties covering her erogenous zone. Claire asked me truth or dare and I choose dare. Preparing to take another shot of vodka, I was surprised when she told me to strip down to my shorts. I consented, slipping off my shirt it in the corner where Claire had thrown her shorts, revealing my toned abs. ...
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