Think about Alice

Against my will my thoughts were drawn to the girl sleeping just next to me in my bed. The thoughts were filthy, thoughts I definitely shouldn't have about my sister. But there was something enticing about the prospect. Something so wrong. Something that I was never supposed to do. Something totally and completely off-limits.

I could feel my pussy getting wetter. My sister, Alice. She was straight, as far as I knew. But that just added to the appeal. I loved being a girl's first lesbian experience, walking her through eating pussy and getting eaten out. Often they had never had more than one orgasm at a time.

I imagined being the first one to taste Alice's pussy. Putting my fingers deep inside her. Making her cum over and over. I couldn't stop the thoughts. My desire the boiling over. I needed release. I needed Alice.

Maybe it wasn't too late. There was still a part of me that realized how wrong all of this was. How I should stop this and try to go to bed. But deep down, I knew that if this went any further, there was no way I'd be able to control myself.