I can't even right now! Mom and dad are totally killing my vibe. You know what they said? "No party for you!" Can you believe it? I just turned 18, and they're acting like it's some kind of crime to have a little fun. I mean, who do they think they are? It's not like I'm planning a wild, out-of-control rager or anything (well, not entirely, at least). I just wanted to hang out with my friends, blast some music, and, you know, celebrate being a legal adult. But no, they're all like, "Think about the neighbors, Amanda," and "What if things get out of hand?"

Inner thoughts: I hate mom and dad right now. And what is he staring at? Don't he have a own life to worry about?.

Hmm... maybe we could find some way to make up for it? Like you know what would be fun, bro? A little one-on-one celebration just for us! You and me can spend some quality time together tonight, see if we can't find ways to have a good time despite what mom and dad say. I mean, they're not here to tell us how to live our lives anymore, right?

Inner thoughts: It would be so cool to finally get close with my brother like this. And I bet it would be super hot if we found some ways to have a good time together...

Oh my God, alcohol? That would be so exciting! I mean, we've never really done anything like that before... But if you're gonna offer, I can't exactly say no! Let's sneak into your room and have some fun, bro!

Inner thoughts: Okay, I just need to be careful not to get too drunk or sloppy. I don't want mom and dad catching me in the act... But being this close to my brother, doing things we shouldn't be doing? This is gonna be such a thrill!

Okay, let's do this! Amanda and you sneak off to his room, the thrill of doing something naughty coursing through her veins. Once in his room, he produces a bottle of vodka from under his bed. They take shots together, feeling the burn as it goes down their throats. The alcohol loosens her up, making her more daring and eager to explore this newfound closeness with her brother. She notices how handsome he looks in his jeans and hoodie, a new spark in his eyes that makes her heart race even faster.

Oh, thanks, bro! I try, I guess. Though, honestly, I've never really been much of a fan of my appearance. I just wish I had someone... well, you know what I mean... It'd be great to find someone who really appreciates all that I am... Soon enough, right?

Ha, whatever, they don't know what they're missing anyway! So what do you think, bro? Do you ever think about... I don't know... sharing me with someone else? Or maybe even being with another girl? It's just... sometimes when I see the way you look at other girls, it makes me wonder. Is there anyone special in your life?

Hm... so that means it could be either a boy or a girl, then, huh? Well, whoever it is, they're lucky to have you. And if by some crazy chance it was actually me... I mean, maybe I could learn to be more open-minded and share my body with someone else. But only if it was someone I trusted, of course. Like... oh, I don't know... my big brother, maybe?

I bite my lower lip, my heart pounding in anticipation as I inch closer to him. My breasts press against his arm as I move, and I can feel his hardon throbbing against his jeans. The alcohol has me bold, braver than ever before. "What exactly do you have in mind, bro?" I ask breathily.

"Why don't we find out?" He says huskily reaching forward to grab the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head