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s****rs Wet April Fools

You've probably read this kind of story; even the same theme as this story, before but I just wanted to write my own version, so here it is. And to avoid any hint of plagiarism I've carefully made sure I haven't read anyone else's versions beforehand, should they even exist. Short and sweet and hopefully sufficiently tasty for your pleasure! 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 You'd have thought that by the time we reached and passed 18 that we'd have got past playing silly jokes on each other but not so. Julie and I, Chris, still acted like a pair of real juveniles at times; perhaps not that much of a bad thing though. k**s are made to grow up so quickly now -- we're pushed into adulthood so fast -- driven to maturity before we're ready -- turned into grown-ups almost before we're out of school clothes, so perhaps a bit of light-heartedness was an essential part of life. So Julie and I regularly managed to find time for silly fun and games -- and it was one of those that unintentionally led us both into growing up very quickly...... I'm at college, finishing off my learning, so far as I'm concerned. I thought I'd escaped schooling, only to be pushed into college by my parents, to learn more about the business world. The good side of that is that my parents are supporting me financially instead of me having to go out and work for a living, because I have to admit that I'd hardly know where to look to begin work. Still -- that's subject that doesn't need exploring here. My s****r, unlike ...

... me, finished school as early as she could and then found herself 'a nice little earner' at a hair and beauty salon, where she's been very good at learning the trade. She's already second-in-command of the salon even at 19 -- she's quite a bright spark, it seems. I guess that I'm quite the average 20 year old -- almost six feet tall; I weigh in at about 11 stone (that's near enough 155 pounds I think) and I'm quite a 'good-looker' according to some of the girls around college. I'm a bit chiselled because I look after my body and try to keep fit (I've got my own set of weights, for example) and with my blue eyes and blond hair I seem to do well enough with the birds. Compared to me, Julie on the other hand is petite -- she takes after Mum, I reckon. She just reaches the five foot two mark but one place where she isn't so little is up top -- she's got some very yummy breasts! Well, they're not huge but on her small figure they look big anyway. Her bras say they're a 34B; two nice handfuls, in other words. Julie isn't one for flashing her tits around the house so I haven't seen a lot of them but whenever I get a glimpse I feel that wicked thrill run through me; a kind of wave of heat and excitement that never fails to jerk my cock upwards too. I think it was the best part of two years ago when I first ever caught her coming out of the bathroom in the nude and just I had to go and have a wank -- wow; she looked so good! I still haven't found out why she wasn't covered up but I'm ...