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Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Masturbation, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Females, Young, Author: Kit-Kat, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

replied. Mom took the plates to the kitchen and I was about to leave for my room. "Do you like soccer, son?" Dad asked as he sat on the couch. "Uh... I don't really know much about it," I answered. "C'mon, come watch sports with me," he patted the space beside him on the couch. "Err... sure, okay," I sat beside him on the one the couch. We both watched soccer while mom did some stuff in the kitchen when the front door clicked open. "So Kiddo, who was that girl back at the orphanage?" "Monique?" "Is that her name?" "Yeah, she's French." I glanced at dad and back at the TV. "You're gonna miss her, huh?" "I will but I don't want to think about it," I turned to him, "what's my sister like?" "You'll see her for yourself. She'll soon-" "Daddy! Mom, I'm home!" I heard a feminine baby-doll voice exclaimed from the hall. "Speak of the devil," dad chuckled. I thought that was my sister obviously, I chuckled to myself when I heard her voice; high pitched and very feminine - I liked it and I knew I'd like her. "Dad, who's this fellow?" She asked as she made her way towards the couch. "Amber, this here is Carter. He's your brother." Dad said. "No kidding," She sat on the armrest beside me, "that's so cool." "And he's your age," dad smiled. "Hey" I mumbled. "Well hey yourself” she giggled, "I'm Amber and I'm gonna sister you now." "Sister me?" I chuckled. "Uh-huh," she smiled. "That's... sweet," I said. "Oh..." she hugged me tightly like mom earlier, "I just know that you and I are going ... to be best of siblings." JULY, 2010 The next three years after my adoption, I had grown quite affectionate towards my new family. I could call Mr. Winter dad and really meant it and it was no exception for Mrs. Winter and Amber. They had loved me like their son over the years and I had loved them like my family as well. I had gotten myself accustomed with their character and I could tell you that it was a rather nice family; Christ-like in every way you could ween. Sundays were kept aside just for church and all other Christian activities. Hell even the pastor lives just across the street. Mom works as a nurse in the town's hospital, dad works as a structural engineer and sometimes he works out of town so he's rarely at home while Amber and I attended a public school not too far from home. I haven't stopped thinking about Monique, I went back to St. Ann's one time to look for her but they told me that she had been adopted so I had to keep to myself but that doesn't mean I had stopped loving her. Life went on over the years in my new home. The only thing that was uncanny was Amber's character, it was like she was never my parents' daughter. Both her father and her mother were christains and they tried to bring her up in the best possible way but it was obviously in vain. Even when I was adopted, she still hanged around with boys; most of them she scarcely knew. I'm not saying that she didn't like to hang-out with me in fact we hanged-out a lot and we did love ourselves like ...