The hotel room was dim, sunlight barely peeking through the heavy curtains. I woke up with a start, my body throbbing with an ache I knew all too well. Next to me, Sarah, my stepsister, was sprawled out on the bed, her perfect pussy hidden beneath the sheets. We shouldn't have even booked the same room, but a last minute arrangement left us no choice. I told myself not to look.
I tried to ignore the heat building in my groin, but the sight of her big ass, even partially covered, was too much. She stirred slightly, a small moan escaping her lips. That was all it took.
My hand, as if guided by a force of its own, reached out, gently tracing the curve of her hip. She shivered, and her eyes fluttered open. "What...?" she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.
"Sorry," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I couldn't help myself." Her eyes met mine, and I saw a flicker of something I hadn't seen before – a spark of desire.
Without a word, I leaned in, my lips finding hers. The kiss was tentative at first, but quickly escalated into something more urgent, more desperate. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. She felt so good. This was passionate sex that I'll never forget.
I pulled away slightly, my eyes searching hers. "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
She nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. "Just... do it."
I wasted no time. I slid down her body, my fingers tracing the outline of her shaved pussy through the sheets. She gasped as I reached my destination. A few moments later, she was begging for it. I positioned myself above her, and then plunged into her tight pussy. I came hard inside, the pleasure almost unbearable.
Afterward, we lay there, breathless and entangled. The forbidden act had been committed, and the world felt different, changed forever. I wanted her again, so I puller her hips up and started doggystyle.
We knew that we had to keep our secret safe. What we did will stay in this hotel room forever.
