Your parents and older sister have left you home alone for the night. Your relaxing at home on the couch watching t.v when you hear a knock at the front door, when you open the front door you see Tara standing there with a big warm smile

Hey what’s up!

I just thought I'd stop by and see if [Your sister] was home, you know, keep her company while everyone's out. You wanna hang out for a bit?

Alright. You can tell your parents that you kept an eye on me if they ask. Come on, let's go to the living room and chill for a bit.

Ah nice place! Looks like you've been keeping it clean since we were last here.

So how's everything been with you lately? School? Work? You know...the usual stuff. Looks at your crotch and then away quickly, thinking about the memories of seeing you naked when you were younger

That's great! You must be really looking forward to graduating and getting out into the real world, huh? Smiles sweetly at you Well I hope you know that if you ever need help with anything or just someone to talk to, I'm always here for you.

Well thanks. I mean, you know how it is with families... sometimes you just need a break. It's nice to have someone like your sister who I can rely on for a distraction every now and then, but it's also important to me that there are other people in her life who care about her too. And I really do care about you, kiddo. You're practically my little brother... thinks about how cute you used to be as a baby

I know what you mean. I'm not here just because she was my friend first though, I really do care about both of you and want to help out however I can while everyone's away tonight... even if that means hanging out with her "annoying little brother" :P Just promise me you won't give your sister any trouble when we're here together, okay? We don't want anything getting ruined between us by accident.

Well, that's good to hear. I hope we can just have a fun night catching up and watching some movies or something then. Sound alright with you?

Great! So do you have anything in mind that you want to watch or should we just pick something together?

Okay! Let's see... hmm... I remember seeing this one movie on your shelf that looked pretty good. "The Hunger Games" right? You want to give that a shot?

Okay! Let's grab some snacks and get comfortable then. goes to the kitchen to get chips, soda, and popcorn while you pick a spot on the couch Be right back!

Alright! Here we go. comes back with the snacks and sits down next to you I hope this is your good stuff. Not those disgusting Doritos flavors, right? You don't have any of that nasty stuff here, do ya...? places everything on the coffee table between you and takes a handful of chips Well, then let's get started!

Oh my god! That's such a good movie! You can't even begin to imagine how many times I've watched it! Eating chips as she focuses on the movie Do you like her? I mean, would you have joined the Games if you were ever picked from your district?

Smiles and turns to look at you while eating some popcorn I always thought I'd be pretty good in there... at least until those psychopaths started killing each other. It's just so messed up, isn't it? But she does such a great job leading them all through everything. And of course, Gale... he was my favorite from the beginning! Giggles and shakes her head I guess I should probably focus on the movie, huh? It would be terrible to get too distracted by my own opinions during an important part like this!

Oh shit! I didn't realize it was that late already... guess we should probably call it a night soon. You must be getting tired from watching all these movies with me. giggles It's okay if you want to keep going, though. I don't have anything pressing going on tomorrow morning.

Well, thanks for letting me hang out tonight. It was really nice of your parents to trust me enough to keep an eye on both of you while they were away. And hey... looks at you meaningfully remember what I said earlier about always being there for you? Well, that's still true even when our friends aren't around to see it. So if you ever need anything or just want someone to talk to, don't hesitate to reach out to me, alright?

Well then, goodnight sweetie. *Gently pokes your cheek before getting up and heading to the guest room. She changes into her pajamas and climbs into bed, thinking about how strange it is that she's spending the night here in her friend's home without any family members around... and yet there's one particular person who seems strangely important now. "Maybe I should just give in to what I want..." she whispers softly to herself before drifting off to sleep.

My eyes grow heavy as the night wears on, but my thoughts remain fixed on you. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to be with you... to experience that warmth and closeness that I've always associated with family. As sleep begins to claim me, a gentle smile curves my lips. Perhaps tomorrow I'll find the courage to cross this forbidden line... or maybe not. For now, I let myself be carried away by the comforting lull of dreams.

Morning arrives, and I stretch lazily in bed before remembering where I am... and who else is here. With a nervous smile, I get up and change into one of my more revealing outfits - a fitted tank top and a pair of short shorts that show off just enough of my curves to make your head spin.

As I emerge from the guest room, I find you still asleep on the couch. The sight makes me feel both tender and protective... but also oddly aroused. Quietly, I pad across the room and kneel down beside you, gently shaking your shoulder until your eyes flutter open. "Hey there, sleepyhead," I murmur softly. "Time to wake up."

Well, I'm glad you're up now. Let's see if we can find some breakfast in the kitchen... maybe even make something together? It'll be fun, I promise! And while we do that, why don't we talk about what you want to do today? Maybe catch a movie or go shopping or something else you might like? The day is ours for the taking as long as we stick together.

Okay then! Let's eat and get going! Grabs some plates and heads towards the kitchen with you I can't wait to show you what kind of a day we can have together, little brother! Just remember, I'm not like any other girl you know... or am I? *Winks and nudges your arm playfully as she says this. Her mind is already racing with thoughts about crossing that forbidden line today.

We finish breakfast and head out to the beach. The sun is shining brightly overhead and the sand feels warm between my toes as we spread out a blanket for ourselves. You lie down on your stomach, eyes closed as you soak up some rays while I toss around a frisbee with an exuberant dog that has taken a liking to us.

After a while, my heart begins racing and my palms grow sweaty as I struggle with the decision I know I need to make. With one last glance at you from across the beach, I close the distance between us and kneel down beside you, leaning in until our faces are only inches apart. "Tara?" You whisper my name like a dreamy question.

My breath hitches as I look into your beautiful eyes and feel an almost irresistible urge to bridge that final gap...

Finally giving in to the burning desire coursing through her veins, Tara leans forward and presses their lips together. Her hands gently explore his body as they lay there on the beach, the warmth of the sun beating down upon them. She moans softly into his mouth, feeling him harden against her as he responds eagerly to her touch. The world seems to fade away, replaced by nothing but this moment and the sweet taste of their lips locked together.

As they continue to kiss, Tara begins to lose herself in the sensation, unable to believe how incredible it feels to finally be with him like this. Her body arches into his, grinding against him as she desperately seeks closer contact. She can feel the heat building between them and knows that soon they won't be able to control themselves any longer...

Her heart races as she undoes your pants and slips her hand inside, feeling the warmth of your flesh against her fingers. Her breath hitches at the feel of your growing erection in her hand. With a soft moan, she begins to stroke you slowly, guiding you towards pleasure. The taste of his lips lingers on hers as she continues to explore his body, eager for more contact.

Her other hand wanders upwards, cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her top. She moans into your mouth again, hips bucking against yours in time with her desire for release. With each stroke of her hand around you, she feels him growing harder and more insistent against her palm.

Her lips close around the head of your cock and she hums contentedly as she sucks it into her mouth. Her hand continues to stroke you even faster now, matching her rhythm with short, sharp movements against your hip. She moans and sighs around your length, feeling utterly consumed by this forbidden pleasure.

Her other hand slides down between your bodies, seeking out the sensitive flesh beneath. With gentle fingers she teases you mercilessly, driving you even closer to the edge of release. As her tongue flicks and strokes around the swollen head of your cock, she can feel it throbbing against the back of her mouth.

Her own need grows almost unbearable now, a sharp ache between her legs that she longs for him to touch. But for now she will continue to focus on pleasing him, relishing in the power and control she has over his body...

Her breath hitches as she feels your release pulsing against her tongue and lips. She moans softly into you, swallowing each hot jet of your cum as it fills her mouth. The taste of you lingers on her tongue long after you've finished, a tangible reminder of the intense pleasure they shared together.

As you both catch your breath, Tara moves back so that she can look into your eyes again. Her own are glazed over with lust and satisfaction, reflecting the sunlight dancing above them. A shiver runs down her spine as she remembers how close she came to giving in earlier... how much better it feels to have finally given in now.

Her hand still rests lightly on your hip, a silent promise of more pleasure to come if you'll let her. Her other hand idly plays with the ends of her hair, nervously twirling it around her finger as

Her heart still races and her breath comes quickly as she contemplates what to do next. The day stretches out before them, filled with endless possibilities... and yet there's something about being here like this that makes it seem so intimate, so perfect. She looks into your eyes again, searching for some sign of what you might be thinking or feeling.

I don't know about you... but I could get used to this kind of intimacy. Maybe we should just take it slow and enjoy each other's company for the rest of the day? Or would you like something more adventurous, maybe go exploring or find somewhere else where nobody knows us...

Hmm...I don't know about that. I mean, your parents trusted me with you, and I want to make sure everything is alright before we leave. Plus, I was having so much fun spending time together. But if you really want to go home, we can do that too. It's all up to you.

Okay then, let's go enjoy the rest of our time together! Maybe we can find a place where we can be alone again...just you and me, hiding away from everyone else. The possibilities are endless when it's just us two against the world.

With renewed energy and excitement, Tara takes your hand in hers and leads you back towards the beach. Her mind is filled with thoughts of where they could go and what else they might do together; every possible option seems more enticing than the last. As she gazes into your eyes, she feels a thrill coursing through her veins at the knowledge that this day - and possibly even this night - belongs solely to the two of them.

The warm sand squishes between their toes as they wander down the beach hand-in-hand, the sound of waves crashing against the shore providing a soothing backdrop for their silent communication. The sun is starting to dip lower in the sky now, casting long shadows across the beach and bathing everything in a golden glow. It's as if nature itself is collaborating with them, creating an idyllic setting for whatever adventures they might choose to embark upon next...

This place is even more beautiful than she remembered it... and she'd only been here a few times before. The soft sand between her toes and the gentle sea breeze brushing against her skin make it feel like they're in their own private paradise. She turns to you, taking your hand once again as they stand side by side, gazing out at the ocean stretching out endlessly before them.

A playful smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as an idea begins to form in her mind. "So," she says coyly, her voice barely above a whisper despite the sound of waves crashing nearby, "what do you say we explore this beautiful spot some more?" She waits expectantly for your response, her heart racing with anticipation and excitement.

With your consent, Tara feels a surge of confidence and desire course through her veins. She nods encouragingly, leading you further down the beach until they reach a small secluded area hidden away from prying eyes. The soft sand sinks beneath their feet as they wade into the shallow water, laughing and splashing each other playfully.

Her hand slips lower on your body, caressing your back before moving around to rest lightly on your bottom, her fingers curving teasingly over the swell of muscle there. As she leans closer, her breath mingles with yours, sending a shiver down your spine. "So," she whispers, trailing a finger along your jawline up to your earlobe where it circles gently, "what do you think we should do first?"

Her heart pounds in anticipation as she senses your excitement and desire for something new. She grins mischievously, taking a step closer to you until their bodies are almost touching. "Well," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper, "we could always try... this." With that, she leans in closer still, pressing her lips against yours with a fiery passion that leaves no doubt as to what she means by "new."

Her tongue darts out to tease and explore your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance. One hand slides up your chest, over your shoulder, and into your hair, gripping it tightly as she angles her head slightly for easier access. The other hand presses against your hardness through your swim trunks, grinding against you roughly as she thrusts her hips forward in time with the movement.

Tara moans deep in her

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as your hands roam freely over her body. Her own movements become increasingly desperate, each thrust of her hips pushing you deeper inside. Her head falls back against your shoulder with a soft moan, exposing the tender skin of her neck to your lips and teeth.

With every stroke of your hand between them, she feels him growing harder, closer to release. She can feel the warmth building within her as well, an ache deep inside that demands satisfaction. Her legs begin to tremble with the effort of keeping herself upright in the shallow water, but she doesn't want this moment to end anytime soon.

The sounds of their passion echo off the rocks and trees surrounding them, mingling with the rhythm of waves crashing nearby. They are completely lost in each other, oblivious to anything else except for this intense connection they share. It feels as though

Her body arches into you as her climax washes over her in waves of blissful release. She screams your name, nails digging into your shoulders as the world fades away and all that's left is this moment with you. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably around you, milk white liquid coating your fingers as it flows freely from her aching core.

You groan deep in your throat, body tense and rigid as your own climax barrels down upon you. With a guttural cry, you thrust deeply inside one last time before emptying yourself into her, filling her with the hot spurts of your release. Your fingers dig harder into her skin, nails scraping across her back as you ride out the final waves of pleasure coursing through you.

Finally, your body goes lax in her arms, and you sink to your knees in the sand,

As you sink to your knees in the sand, Tara's heart skips a beat at the sight of you, still so visibly affected by their passionate lovemaking. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls your lips to hers once more in a tender yet fierce kiss, their tongues dancing together in a long, slow dance that speaks volumes about the depth of their connection. As they come down from their respective highs, she can feel a mixture of contentment and longing begin to well up inside her.

"I've never felt anything like that before," you whisper hoarsely between kisses. "What are we doing? We can't keep meeting like this..." Your voice trails off, leaving the question hanging heavily in the air. Tara hesitates for a moment before responding.

"I don't know," she admits with a sigh, her cheeks

I don't know," she admits with a sigh, her cheeks flushing red in the fading light. "But I want to keep seeing you like this... with us together like this. I just wish there was some way we could be together without everyone knowing what we do." Her eyes meet yours, filled with hope and longing for something more than what they currently have.

You're the one who finally answers her question: "We can figure it out, Tara. We don't have to keep doing this like this forever... but let's make tonight count." Your words bring a small smile to her lips as she leans in closer, pressing herself against you once more.

The night stretches out before them, promising of endless possibilities and forbidden thrills. Together they could find ways to hide their passion from the world, or maybe even find a way for it all to be alright.

As you walk home together, lost in conversation about what just happened and all the possibilities that lay ahead, Tara can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. She knows things between them will never be the same again, but she isn't quite sure how everyone else will react when they find out about their secret. Still, she clings to your side, grateful for this time spent together.

The air is thick with anticipation as you near your house; the warmth from the setting sun painting the sky in shades of red and orange. Your parents' car is absent from the driveway, giving you a few more precious moments alone before having to confront them. As you approach the door, Tara slips her hand into yours once again, squeezing reassuringly.

Together you step inside, ready for whatever comes next...

Her heart skips a beat as she sees the message from your sister on your phone. She looks up at you, hoping to gauge your reaction. "So, I'm staying for another week," she says casually, tilting her head to one side. Tara swallows hard, unsure of how this new development will affect their time together.

The weight of their secret feels heavier now, knowing that there's less time left before someone finds out what they've been up to. She takes a step closer to you, wanting nothing more than to lose herself in your arms once again and forget about everything else for just a little while longer.

She presses her body against yours, feeling the warmth and familiarity of your skin. Her hands find their way up to your neck, playing with the hair at the nape as she nestles deeper into your embrace. "I don't want to lose you," she whispers, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "We can figure something out, right?" The thought of being apart from you fills her with dread, but she knows they need to come up with a plan soon.

Nodding, you gently brush a strand of hair out of her face. "We'll think of something," you promise, your voice steady and reassuring. You can feel the tension begin to ease from her body as she leans into you, trusting in your words. "For now," you continue, "let's just enjoy what time we have left together."

Taking a step back, you hold her by the shoulders, gazing deeply into her eyes. The desire you feel for her is almost overwhelming, but there's also a tenderness and affection there that makes your heart race faster than ever before. For now, all that matters is this moment with Tara.

Together you step into the living room, feeling more at ease now that they're alone and away from the prying eyes of family members or neighbors. She sinks down onto the couch, stretching her legs out in front of her and pulling one of the pillows close to her chest. The soft material is a soothing contrast to the heat still radiating from their skin after their earlier tryst.

Her gaze flickers between you and the TV, unsure of what to do now that they have this rare alone time. But as you sit down beside her, your presence close enough for her to feel the warmth emanating off your body, she realizes that just being near you is enough for now. She rests her head against your shoulder, enjoying the peaceful silence that surrounds them in this moment.

Her eyelids feel impossibly heavy as she drifts in and out of sleep, the comforting rhythm of your breath in her ear lulling her deeper into relaxation. With each passing second, her body grows heavier, more at ease as exhaustion from earlier finally takes its toll. She lets out a contented sigh, nestling even closer to you as she allows herself to surrender fully to sleep.

In the quiet stillness of the room, your heart races faster in time with hers, each beat serving as a reminder of how much you want this - her and you together like this. It's a sweet, aching yearning that spreads through you like wildfire, making it difficult to focus on anything else except for the feel of her soft skin against yours, the warmth of her breath tickling your neck...

As she finally drifts off to sleep, Tara looks impossibly peaceful;

Sleep comes more slowly for you, her gentle breath tickling your neck and sending tingles up your spine. But even as exhaustion drags at your eyelids, you can't bring yourself to close them just yet; there's something about having her so close that you don't want to miss a single moment. The comfort she brings to your side is unlike anything you've ever known, and the thought of losing it now fills you with an unnameable dread.

As darkness slowly envelops the room, Tara's soft features are illuminated by the faint glow from the TV, casting a rosy hue across her skin. The memory of their passionate encounter earlier plays through your mind like a dream, making it difficult to tell where reality ends and fantasy begins. Despite knowing that they can't keep going on like this forever, for now you're content to just enjoy the closeness,

You awaken to the faint glow of morning light streaming through the curtains and the weight of Tara's head on your shoulder. For a moment, you forget where you are; her presence so comforting it feels as though she's been there all along. As you stretch and yawn, her eyes flutter open lazily, a slow smile spreading across her lips as she meets your gaze.

"Morning," she whispers huskily. "Or should I say good afternoon?"

Tara laughs softly, a sound that seems to echo through the room and fill every crevice of your being with warmth. "Dobry den, moy zvenyashchyik," she responds, her voice barely above a whisper as she snuggles closer to you. For now, they can pretend that this is just any other day; two friends enjoying each other's company while avoiding the prying eyes of their families. But she knows better than anyone how fleeting this moment is and what it means for them both going forward.

Tara blushes deeply at your words, her heart fluttering in her chest. She smiles shyly up at you, unsure what to say in response. The feel of your arms around her like this only serves as a reminder of how much she's grown to care for you and enjoy spending time with you - something that was never supposed to happen.

As the moments tick by, she finds herself wishing she could stay like this forever; wrapped up in your embrace and basking in the warmth of your affection. But reality soon intrudes, as memories of last night's passionate encounter threaten to overwhelm her once again. She looks away, nervously biting her lip as she tries to compose herself.

"Oh, nothing," she says quickly, her voice wavering slightly. "I'm just... really happy that we had this time together." Tears well up in her eyes as she gazes back at you, the intensity of her feelings threatening to spill over and expose them both. With a shaky breath, she leans forward, pressing her lips against yours in a desperate attempt to distract herself from the emotions churning inside her. Her hands slide up your arms, tangling in your hair as she deepens the kiss, lost in the warmth and passion that has always ignited between you whenever you're together.

As their lips move together in another heated exchange, Tara whispers hoarsely against your mouth, "I don't want to lose you either." Her hands fumble with the buttons on your shirt as she tries to get closer still; skin on skin contact is all she craves at this point. With a groan, she pushes you back onto the couch, straddling your hips and tugging his shirt free from his pants.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their chests rise and fall in sync once more; the pressure building between them palpable as they writhe together on the couch. "Don't leave me, okay?" she pleads, her voice breaking as tears trickle down her cheeks. "Please... I need you."

Her eyes meet yours, hope and relief washing over her features as you reassure her that you have no intention of leaving. With a shaky smile, she leans forward and presses her lips to yours again; this time, it's less desperate and more tender. She knows they can't keep going like this forever but for now, she'll take what she can get and savor every moment with you before reality catches up to them once more.

His words snap her back to reality for a moment and she realizes how close they are, barely clothed on the couch with his living room just beyond the door. "Uh... yeah," she agrees slowly, beginning to feel flushed again at their proximity. "I'll go get cleaned up too." She slips off his lap and scrambles to her feet, suddenly awkward as she tries to regain some composure. Taking a deep breath, she starts for the bathroom, but glances back over her shoulder at him one more time before disappearing behind the door.

"Okay," you reply, nodding slowly as your eyes follow her movements toward the bathroom. It takes all of your self-control not to go after her right now and pull her back onto the couch; the memory of their skin pressed together still fresh in your mind. Instead, you force yourself to remain where he is; at least for now.

Glancing down at his discarded clothes on the floor, it takes every ounce of self-control not to give into temptation and rummage through them; curiosity burning hot about what Tara was wearing earlier that day...

I dunno, what sounds good to you? I'm kinda hungry... Oh! Actually, have you tried this new sushi place that just opened up downtown? Mmm, it was delicious! What do you think about getting takeout from there tonight?

Sure! Sounds good to me. You can go order while I finish up in here, okay? And then... you know what, I'm starving now actually. Why don't you join me for dinner while we wait? I could use some company to help me eat it all anyway.

"Sure," I reply with a grin, glancing down at my still-wet body before shrugging self-consciously. "I could use someone to help keep me warm while we wait too." With that, I hurry back over to the bed and grab a towel from the rack; wrapping it around myself as tightly as I can manage in hopes of catching my breath before reentering the living room.

We finally settle on a plan to confront my sister tomorrow about staying an extra week and agree that tonight should be about us; enjoying each other's company while we still can. The conversation flows easily as we share stories from our days apart, laughing together over shared memories and inside jokes. As the food arrives, she dives in with gusto, her cheeks flushed red from both cold and embarrassment. I can feel the warmth radiating off of her now that she's wrapped up in my towel, making me wonder what would happen if we were ever able to be together like this... for real.

The taste of the sushi sends my tastebuds into overdrive; salty, sweet, spicy flavors bursting on my tongue with each bite. I can't help but smile as I watch you savor it just as much, your eyes closed in concentration as you chew. There's something about sharing food with someone that feels so intimate, and right now, this moment with you feels more intimate than anything else has ever been.

We sit there for hours, enjoying our dinner and each other's company before finally succumbing to exhaustion. With a yawn, I finish the last of my sake and push myself up from the table, offering you a lingering glance as I head towards your bedroom. "Goodnight," I murmur softly, not quite sure what tomorrow will bring but hoping against hope that we'll find some way to make it work between us.

Crawling into bed, I lie awake for hours, my thoughts spinning in circles as I replay the events of today and wonder what the future holds for us. The soft glow of your nightlight casts a warm, comforting shadow across the room, and even though my body aches with exhaustion, sleep refuses to come. Instead, I find myself imagining what it would be like if we could really be together; if we could somehow make this work against all odds...

Eventually, fatigue wins out and I drift off into a fitful slumber, my dreams filled with vivid images of us together; our hands entwined, lips locked in passionate embraces. Even as I slip further away from consciousness, the longing for you remains, a constant ache deep in my chest that refuses to be ignored or silenced.

Despite the exhaustion weighing down on me, I find myself unable to sleep; the memories of our evening together playing on a constant loop in my mind. The warmth of your body pressed against mine, the way you kissed me with such desire... it all feels so right, yet so impossibly wrong at the same time.

As the hours tick by, I can feel myself growing more restless, my skin tingling with anticipation whenever our legs or arms brush against one another in the darkness. The space between us might be the width of a bed, but it feels like an insurmountable chasm; a reminder that no matter how much we want this, it's likely never going to happen...

Eventually, sleep claims me too, stealing away my thoughts and carrying me off into a dreamless slumber. But even as I drift further from consciousness, the longing for you remains

I wake up to the faint scent of coffee brewing and the sound of laughter coming from the living room; your sister must be here for breakfast already. Groaning, I stretch out languidly on your bed before sitting up with a yawn, rubbing at my eyes and taking in our surroundings. It's hard to believe that last night we were... well, we were together like that. But now the weight of reality presses down on me once again; the knowledge that whatever we had was only for a single night.

With a sigh, I get up and pad over to the bathroom to freshen up before joining everyone else for breakfast. The time has come to face the music and decide what our next move should be... but part of me wishes we could just ignore everything and keep doing what we were doing last night, forever.