Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11
Later at Jason's House
Jason gave up on his homework and flipped on his TV. He needed to get Deana's panties and pussy out of his mind before he did something he'd regret. If he was Evan, he would definitely be doing things with Deana's panties, and more. Deana was beautiful and sexy, yet she acted like any average girl, which made her ten-times more gorgeous. Too bad her father didn't let boys near her, except Evan. He was in the perfect position, he lived with her, saw her in towels, in her underwear and probably naked if he tried. What a waste, he thought, Evan and his morals.
Evan knew about the dog, but what if he knew everything? Would they still be best friends?
Jason let his mind wander to his sister, Becky.
Becky wasn't like his friend's sister's. She did things that disturbed their mother, and fascinated him. She did that thing two year old kids did, taking off their clothes and walking around naked, years beyond when it was considered funny. When they played outside and other girls had to go home to use the bathroom, Becky just pissed on a tree standing up like the boys. She'd also walk into the bathroom while he was already in there and take a piss. He loved the way she stood up and peed, but their mother didn't.
When they played doctor or house or whatever kids called their exploration, they had a hideout in the woods, a hallow spot at the center of a massive cluster of azalea bushes. It was innocent curiosity, show me yours and I'll show you mine, but show me turned to touch mine and I'll touch yours, then... Innocence was lost.
They knew what they were doing was wrong, but only in a general way. Every kid learns not to show or touch down there, but they don't understand incest. For no reason he could remember, other than they grew out of it, they stopped playing their games and never mentioned them again, like it hadn't happened, but it left a permanent mark on his psyche. Those games probably opened a door into the dark places he went when he was...
One night, he slipped into Becky's room. Becky had those giri curves, but she didn't realize it and hadn't adjusted the way she dressed or carried herself. Maybe if they hadn't already done those things he wouldn't have noticed, but they had, and he did. She
taunted him daily with her developing tits and ass.
Becky was sleeping on her stomach without covers, her face
buried in a pillow. Her legs were partially open and her loose buried in a pillow. Her legs were partially open and her loose shorts allowed him to peek at the pale flesh close to her crotch. His erection was instantaneous. He wanted to slip his finger into the leg-hole and feel her pussy. His hands trembled while taking his boner out of his underwear. Becky's butt had outgrown her thin frame and her cotton shorts hugged the hills of her cheeks and dipped deep into the crease between them. He wanted to see it, that's all.
Jason held his breath while his fingers pinched the elastic waist band and eased his sister's shorts down. Half an inch and her hip bones were revealed. Another inch and the start of her ass crack was visible. Her summer tan was golden brown and it made the white flesh of her rump standout like a full moon. He tugged gently, side-to-side and stretched the elastic until it was below her ass, but still stuck in the front under her body. He released the waistband and it squeezed around the cushion of her butt, lifting and spreading her cheeks. He could see the pink ring of her anus and he started pulling on his cock, working the foreskin over his sensitive knob. He got close enough to feel the heat of Becky's body on his cock. He knew it was bad, wrong, really wrong, but he couldn't stop stroking his dick. He pressed the crown into the valley of her cheeks. The contact with his sister's warm flesh changed everything and he lost what little control he had.
The orgasm he hadn't really planned for went off. A blast of hot crearn ricocheted and struck her shoulder. He panicked and pulled his cock away, only to finish spraying his load all over her butt, back and bed. His juices ran down from her anus towards her pussy-lips. He stared at the mess he'd made, knowing there was noway to repair the damage. He eased Becky's shorts back and left her.
The next morning Becky told him she wasn't mad, like she should have been, instead, she was mad he hadn't woken her up first. They started hiding out again, but now their games had a different ending...
For three months they got away with it, but all good things must come to an end. His mother had cried like somehow it was her fault. Becky pretended to be asleep and he took the blame. His mother told him he could never do anything like that again. "You're the man of the house now that your father is gone. You have to help me take care of things, your sister.
You can't be doing things like that. Please, Jason, please..." He convinced her it was the first, the only time, and it would never happen again.
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