You want Abbie, but not here, with her half-drunk

Abbie’s hands grip your shirt and yank you towards her. She presses her mouth to yours in a hard, hungry, **** kiss. You’ve never kissed a girl like this before, and it takes you a moment to get over the shock of your sister being the first. Soon though, you’re returning the kiss. Your arm slips around her and you pull her body against you.

Abbie slides a leg over your hip, pulling you even tighter together. Her tongue teases past your lips. You are panting hard through your nose as you start to swirl the tip of your tongue around hers. Part of you knows this is wrong, she’s your sister. She’s also drunk, a little high, and isn’t making good decisions. You don’t want to stop though. She was right. You both want this, and it doesn’t hurt anyone. Who cares what anyone else thinks is right or wrong? You press into her mouth hard, probing, exploring, thrusting.

You hear Abbie moan, feel her body shiver against yours. Your cock throbs and strains against your jeans. Her hands move to the buttons of your shirt, hurriedly unbuttoning one after the other.

You can’t believe you’re doing it, but your break off the kiss. Your hands move to grab hers, stop her. “Abbie,” you pant out. “Are you sure? This is what you really want?”

“God, beanpole, what more do I have to say or do to convince you?” She lets out a frustrated laugh. Her voice becomes uncertain as she says “Are you not sure? If you want to stop…” her voice trails off.

You hug her a little tighter, to reassure her. “I’m sure. I want you.” You look around the van. “I just don’t know if I want our first time to be in the back of some van, when you’re drunk. What if you sober up tomorrow and realize you made a mistake?”

Your sister shakes her head. “It could never be a mistake showing you how much I love you.”

You kiss her again, softer this time, long and lingering. “I’ll still feel better if I’m sure that you’re sure, Abs. Besides, if I were just hooking up with a random chick, an old lumpy mattress in the back of a van would be fine for my first time. With you, I want it to be… perfect.”

“If that’s what you want, Stretch. It’s what I want, too. We’ll make it perfect.” She nods. “Fuck… I’m sooo horny now though.” She groans out.

You laugh. “That feeling is mutual.” You draw in a deep breath and let it out as a long sigh. “Let’s go home. I’m good to drive now.” You tell Abbie. “I’m barely going to get any sleep before I have to get up for school.”

“Oh fuck.” Abbie growl. “I’ve got a final early in the morning, too. Yeah, you’re right. Take me home we’ll get some sleep. Her hand slides up and down your chest where she had opened your shirt. “Do you think… I could sleep in your bed? Just to cuddle? Be close to you? Mom never gets up early. She wouldn’t know.”

You kiss your sister’s forehead, “I’d like that.”

You drive home, and both crash in your bed in your underwear. Falling asleep almost the instant your head hits the pillow. It feels like you just lay down, when your alarm is going off. You’re spooning Abbie. Your hard cock is pressed against her firm ass. You reach past her to shut off the alarm. “Wake up, Abs.” You murmur and kiss her shoulder.

She groans “Fuuuuck… I wanna just lay here with you and sleep some more.” Then she laughs. “Well… not just sleep.”

You chuckle. You’re feeling uncertain though. You ask her, “Now that you’re sober, do you still feel the same as last night?”

Abbie rolls over to face you, looking you right in the eye. “I want you more than ever now. Instead of taking advantage, you showed how much you love me and care about me. You made the right decision for me. Not many guys would have done that. I found the perfect guy, and I should have realized it long ago.” She kisses you passionately. “I wish I had time to show you exactly how I feel, in every dirty way I can think off. But I’ve got to take a shower, get dressed, and drink about a gallon of coffee, so I can get to my final.”

Her lips move to your ear. They brush your earlobe lightly as she whispers, “Have a great day at school, little brother. I’m going to make sure everything is perfect for you when you get home.” She rolls out of your bed, picks up her clothes from the floor, and heads to the bathroom.

All through school, you’re even more distracted and inattentive than usual. The reality that you could actually be fucking your own sister this afternoon is setting in. You can’t keep from thinking that it’s wrong, depraved, and dangerous for both of you. For a deep, dark part of you, that just makes it even more arousing.

When the school day is over, as you walk to your house from the bus stop, you’re nervous and excited.