The drugs take effect

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My sisters active cuddling and the sex drugs in my bloodstream gave me an aching hard-on. While in stasis, colonists wore only light clothing as the pods controlled the temperature and humidity. Jane's thin white nightgown only came to mid-thigh, and sitting on the floor had made it ride up, showing off her pink panties.

I could see that the aphrodisiacs were affecting her, as her red nipples were seriously poking through the sheer material of her nightie. I could also see her darker areoles. The sight and touch of her sexy body was driving me crazy. Images of her in every imaginable position doing every imaginable sex act played in my head like a porno movie.

I went into stasis in only a pair of white boxer shorts, which my erection now tented up. Her hand started caressing my naked chest. When she found my nipple, I groaned at the luscious teasing. This was so wrong! She is my sister! I shook my head to clear the drug-induced video feed of her. It did not work.

"We can't do this, Jane. This is wrong," I said to her, grasping her hand to stop her. "You're my sister."

"Oh, I know John, but I'm so horny! I can't help myself!" she exclaimed powerlessly. A shudder passed through her body as she fought the unnatural urges. She flung herself to the wall away from me and began crying again.

I moved to the other side of the compartment and closed my eyes. Big mistake. The images in my head took on a more realistic tone and were joined by full sound and smell. With my eyes shut, I could smell a hallucination of her arousal and hear her moan my name. My pecker was harder than ever, and it began to throb painfully.

Without thinking, my hand pulled my shorts down enough to release my wood. I grabbed it and stroked it. A real moan shook me out of my reverie, and I looked over at my sister. She was leaning against the wall, kneading one breast in her hand and shoving her other hand down her panties. From here, I could see the crotch of her underwear was darker than the rest from her excited wetness. I could only guess what sexy images of me were running through her mind.

The sight of her pleasuring herself, plus the intense sexual override the drugs were producing, overwhelmed my mind’s will. I shed my shorts and crawled toward her.

When I was within touching distance of her, her eyes snapped open and she looked at me with a mixture of fear and desire. “No! We can’t!” she yelled as I leaned in to kiss her hard. I gathered her in my arms and stroked her flesh as I kissed her full lips and smooth, creamy-white skin.

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• She gives
• She resists