Yesterday afternoon, my sister Alice and I had a wildly satisfying session in the bathroom.

Thinking back on it makes my heart race! To think that we were so daring in broad daylight while our parents were right there in the house! Usually, I wouldn't dare; in the past, Alice and I always waited until the dead of night or until our parents were out, being incredibly cautious. But yesterday, God knows what possessed me—perhaps it was the stimulation from an erotic website I had visited just moments before—but the man in my trousers was restless. It kept twitching, tenting my pants several times, leaving me desperate to plunge into my sister's tight little heat to quench the fire.

Alice had just finished her afternoon nap and was reading in her room. I walked in, closed the door, and tried to pull her onto the bed.

"Are you crazy? It's daytime, and Mom and Dad are just next door!" she whispered, looking startled. We had just made love the night before, going from one in the morning until two-thirty—a full feature-length session. She couldn't believe that after only one day of abstinence, I was already this hungry for her.

"What's the rush? We can wait until tonight," Alice said, gently pushing me away. She gave me a playful glance and teased, "I'm not going anywhere. Why are you being such a monkey?" But I insisted that I couldn't hold back any longer; I needed her right then. As I spoke, my hands reached out to pull her close.

"Forget it, the parents are home. If we get caught—hmph! Then you'll see! Just go rest and wait for tonight."

"What does it matter? They're still sleeping; they won't wake up now. We'll be quick, just fifteen minutes," I urged.

Alice thought about it for a moment. "How about... the bathroom?"

"The bathroom?"

"Yes, it's safer. If they wake up, it's easier to handle. If they notice we're both missing, I'll just say my stomach hurts and I'm in the toilet, and you went out to play. They won't suspect a thing."

What a clever girl! How had she not thought of that? It was true—closing the door to use the restroom wouldn't seem strange at all. Besides, there was a bathroom in our parents' room, and they rarely used the one in the hallway. It was a brilliant idea! Delighted, I took Alice's hand and we crept quietly into the bathroom.

Once the door was shut, I couldn't wait to feel her breasts and her mound. My hands worked feverishly, splitting up to attack her most private fortresses. My frantic, messy groping had her twisting and writhing, her body turning as soft and limp as cotton.

I lowered the toilet seat lid, unzipped my trousers, and sat down. Then, I hiked up Alice's short skirt and stripped off her panties. Her light blue floral lace underwear was pulled down to her ankles, hanging there like a pair of shackles. I wanted her on top of me, so she spread her bare, beautiful thighs and straddled me, her back to my chest.

From our previous frantic petting, Alice's private parts were already drenched in nectar, slick and wet. My cock was already raging, standing stiff and proud, pointing directly at my sister's plump vulva. The swollen, red head of my penis pressed against the soft, slippery slit of her flesh, gently squeezed by her engorged labia. It felt divine!

Alice adjusted her angle slightly so my glans could find her vaginal opening. She reached down with two fingers to part her fleshy folds, stretching the eager entrance wide, and then she lowered her hips, swallowing my head whole. I thrust upward with effort, burying my entire length into her wet, warm canal.

"Oh..." she let out a low, involuntary moan.

Thanks to the lubrication of her juices, the penetration was smooth, sliding deep until it hit her cervix. However, her walls were incredibly tight; the tender flesh of her vaginal lining gripped my shaft tightly, and I could even feel a slight pulsing and twitching against me. It felt incredible! It was pure bliss!

I reached around to her chest, pushing up her flesh-colored silk bra to massage her breasts. My hands were filled with soft, supple mounds of skin, so delicate and smooth, while her nipples hardened from soft to firm, feeling like exquisite little pebbles against my palms.

Excitedly, while kneading her full, perky breasts, I let her rhythmically bounce her plump hips up and down, grinding her sex against my rod. Her juices flowed incessantly from her honeyed depths, hot and slippery, sliding down my shaft and dripping onto my pubic hair until the area was coated in a thick, white, viscous sheen.

With every thrust in and out of Alice, I could feel how her tender labia rolled and swallowed around me. Her wet hair often tangled with mine like inseparable water weeds; even without looking, I could imagine the lewd, beautiful sight of us.

Alice was being driven to ecstasy by my thrusts. She let out constant, suppressed moans, and her slit continued to weep. Her pale, firm buttocks rose and fell rapidly, slapping against my thighs with a rhythmic *thwack-thwack* sound.

While one hand continued to tease her breasts, my other hand reached down to explore her mound. Her labia were stretched wide by my member, and her inner lips stood erect, clinging tightly to my shaft and fluttering with the friction of our bodies. Her once-fine hair was completely soaked, matted together in a damp clump. My fingers rubbed against her folds before quickly finding that slippery little pearl of a clitoris, pinching and rolling it until it swelled and protruded.

Under the dual assault of my hands and my cock, Alice's gasps grew more frequent, and the rhythm of her hips began to slow as if she were losing strength. I intensified my focus on her clitoris while thrusting deep, driving my manhood as far into her as possible. Finally, Alice's body went rigid. Her vaginal muscles contracted violently, as if trying to squeeze every drop of my essence out of me. Suddenly, her hot, wet slit pulsed several times, and a surge of hot nectar erupted from deep within her, rushing out of her entrance and flooding my already slick thighs.

A wave of intense pleasure washed over me. I knew she had reached her climax, and I was right on the precipice of my own. Alice could no longer move her hips; she pressed her bottom firmly against my lower abdomen, her vagina clamping around my entire length. The walls continued to twitch and pulse, squeezing me so hard it was almost too much!

After a moment, I gripped Alice's slender waist and lifted her hips, wanting to pull out and change positions. She cooperated, lifting herself slightly to break our connection. As my cock slid out, it pulled a trail of viscous love-juice with it, dripping onto the toilet seat lid.

Alice stood up, weak and breathless. She kicked off the panties hanging at her ankles and took a half-step forward. Bending over, she spread her legs wide and braced herself against the edge of the bathtub, thrusting her rear high into the air, directly facing my still-erect member.

After our intense session, her pink labia looked even more tender and lush. The folds were spread wide, revealing the delicate inner lips and the bright, slippery red flesh within. Her clitoris protruded like a tiny, exquisite pink pearl, and the entrance of her slit was coated in glistening nectar, slightly agape as if inviting me to dive back in. The sight was intoxicating! I cupped Alice's pale, full buttocks, adjusted my height, and plunged my juice-slicked cock deep into her tender heat in one swift motion.

Watching my shaft slide in and out, seeing her beautiful petals open and contract with every thrust, drove me to the brink of madness. Alice's sexy panting and the lewd grinding of her hips made my thrusts even faster and more powerful.

Soon, the sensation became uncontrollable. My cock, gripped tightly by her plump slit, felt a numbing, tingling electricity, and my glans swelled to its absolute limit. I knew the explosion was coming. After one final, deep thrust, I pulled back just as the sensation peaked. The moment my head cleared her entrance, it pulsed violently, erupting a thick stream of semen. The milky white fluid sprayed across Alice's labia, mixing with her juices and dripping steadily onto the floor.

Once we were finished, we cleaned up quickly. I carefully peeked through the door crack to ensure no one was coming, then bolted back to my room (running barefoot and carrying my shoes), leaving Alice to rinse off in the bathroom.

In truth, our parents had been awake for a while, but they hadn't come out. It was a risky game, but we were lucky, weren't we? After this experience in the bathroom, I don't think Alice and I will ever have to wait until night to sneak a session again!