The crash of thunder jolted me awake, my heart pounding in my chest as the lightning illuminated my bedroom. I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I tried to calm myself. It wasn't long before another crash of thunder had me on edge again, the storm outside showing no signs of letting up.
I was just about to drift off to sleep again when my bedroom door burst open, and my little sister, Amelia, rushed in. She was a strong and confident woman, but even she wasn't immune to the fear of a storm.
"Big brother!" she cried, her voice shaking as she ran over to my bed. "I'm scared!"
I couldn't help but smile as she climbed into bed with me, snuggling up close for comfort. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her closer as I tried to soothe her.
But as she wiggled to get closer, I became aware of something else pressing against me. I looked down, my eyes widening as I saw the semi-hard cock pressing against her.
Amelia must have felt it too, because she looked up at me with a playful insult. "What's poking me, big brother? A flashlight?"
I couldn't help but laugh, trying to defuse the tension. "No, just a friendly thunderbolt."
But Amelia wasn't satisfied with that answer. She continued to wiggle, pressing back as she took on a challenging tone. "Oh, is that so? Well, it's making my little panties wet."
I felt a surge of desire as she said that, and before I knew it, I was coming hard. The wetness spread to our clothes, and I looked down, a smirk on my face.
"Well, it seems like your thunderbolt is more powerful than I thought."
I tried to laugh it off, but Amelia wasn't done. She looked at me with a playful glint in her eye. "Oh, I don't know. I think I might like a little more of that kind of electricity."
I was surprised by her forwardness, stammering out a response. "R-really?"
Amelia nodded, a confident smile on her face. "Yes, really. I think it's time we explore this little storm of ours."
I couldn't resist her any longer, agreeing with a nod. "I think you're right. Let's see where this storm takes us."
And so, we explored the storm together, the night filled with laughter, passion, and playful insults. It was a night I would never forget, and one that would change our relationship forever.
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