The crack of thunder jolted me awake, my heart pounding in my chest as I sat up in bed. The rain was coming down in sheets, pelting against the window with a ferocity that was almost frightening. I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I tried to calm myself down. It had been a long time since I'd been scared of a storm, but something about this one had me on edge.
Just as I was starting to relax, the door to my bedroom burst open and my little sister, Sarah, came crashing in. She was only 18, but she had a fiery spirit that belied her age. She was drenched from head to toe, her dark hair sticking to her face in wet clumps.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly. "I'm scared."
I nodded, pulling back the covers and letting her climb into bed next to me. She was shivering, her teeth chattering as she snuggled up against me for warmth. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as I tried to soothe her.
But as she pressed her body against mine, I couldn't help but notice the way her curves fit against me. She was wearing a thin nightgown, and I could feel the heat of her skin through the fabric. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the sudden surge of desire that was coursing through me.
Sarah must have felt it too, because she suddenly tensed up. "What's poking me?" she asked, her voice curious.
I tried to play it cool, pulling away slightly and making a joke. "It's just my magic wand," I said, trying to lighten the mood.
But Sarah wasn't fooled. She looked up at me, her eyes narrowing. "Is it my special spot that's making my panties wet?" she asked, her voice direct and to the point.
I was taken aback by her words, my mind racing as I tried to process what she had just said. I couldn't deny the attraction I felt, but this was my little sister we were talking about. It was wrong, wasn't it?
But even as I was trying to talk myself out of it, Sarah was wiggling closer to me, trying to get closer to the source of the pressure. I groaned, my resolve crumbling as I felt her body pressed against mine. I couldn't resist any longer, and I came hard, the sensation overwhelming me.
Sarah gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the warmth spreading between us. But to my surprise, she didn't seem upset. Instead, she laughed, teasing me for being so easy to turn on.
We cleaned up as best as we could, both of us trying to act like nothing had happened. But the tension between us was palpable, and I knew that things had changed between us.
Sarah fell asleep quickly, her breathing evening out as she drifted off. But I lay awake, unable to shake the memory of what had just happened. I wondered if this was a one-time thing, or if it was the start of something more. Only time would tell.
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