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Barbie was an 18-year-old bimbo. Always had been and always would be. It wasn't that she was dumb or anything, just that she never applied herself to anything, ever. She just had no interest in college, or really anything but being pretty.
She had blonde hair, blue eyes, a big booty, and large boobs.
Her breasts were easily double-D, and her butt was almost too big for her jeans.
From the moment she turned of age, I set my sights on her. I wanted her. I needed her. I didn't fucking care if she was my sister or not.
The thing about Barbie was that she was very, very slutty. She loved fucking, and was the town bicycle, everyone had ridden her.
But now it was my turn.
Talking to an old college buddy of mine who worked in a top-secret government lab, I convinced him to lend me something powerful enough to let me get into her panties without her pulling the "ick, you're my brother" card.
He suggested Free Use.
I really had no idea what the hell Free Use was, but I took him at his word, grabbed a bottle and waited until she came home from the mall.
The moment she pranced up to her room - arms overflowing with expensive clothes - paid for by daddy, of course - I followed her.
"What do you want, Steve?" She asked, turning her nose up at me.
"Nothing. Just came to hang out."
She rolled her eyes and dropped her bags on the floor, then stood before her vanity and started to brush her hair.
I walked behind her and looked at her in the mirror.
She glared back at me, not amused.
Barbie was the hottest girl I knew. Her blonde hair hung in soft, natural curls around her face, and her bright blue eyes sparkled like diamonds.
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