Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 50
Her plump, inflamed pussy lips surrounded his knuckles and her juices drooled onto his hand. She moaned and gyrated to enhance the finger fucking. How could this girl be that annoying Becky he'd avoided and ignored for the last five years? What happened to her?
He could smell her lust before his lips reached her sweet little ass cheek. He kissed it, licked it, sucked in the curved crest, and nibbled it with his teeth. "Ah, yeah," she said. "Suck it hard, bite it, and leave a mark." He did as he was told, and gave her a hickey on her left ass cheek.
The inward slopes of her ass valley were the softest thing that had ever touched his face. Becky arched forward and shoved back, smashing his face into her ass. He grabbed her hips and thrust his tongue into the liquid fire of her pussy and dragged upward until it found her butt-hole. It was a dime size, silky ring, and her body responded to every lick. He circled it, and poked it. Becky moaned and started fingering herself.
She whispered, "I want you."
The throbbing, painful erection in his shorts couldn't have agreed more. He stood up quickly and faced her. Her fingers tucked under the waistband of his shorts and circled his body, slowly lowering his shorts until his boner sprang up. He looked down at his dick standing Inches away from her stomach. He watched her hands move to it, take hold of it and squeeze it. "Wow, it's bigger than I thought."
"You thought," he mumbled.
"Yeah, I felt it at the ballpark," she said. "I felt how hard it was and it felt big under me, rubbing on me. You could have done it that day. I would have let you."
He had wanted to, but he didn't admit it. He took her face in his hands and got some more courage from one of her passionate kisses. His body hunched and his dick slid across her belly. Without breaking the kiss, he turned her and moved her a few feet to the bed. When the back of her legs touched it, instead of sitting down, she said, "Not that way. I want the top."
Son-of-a-bitch, he thought; Jason's sister knew what she wanted and she wasn't afraid to ask for it. He sat down. Becky put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back as she climbed on top of him. The luscious, wet trench of her crotch draped the ridge of his cock base, close to his tight balls. She grasped his chest and slid her pussy up and down his shaft. He watched her face, looked into her eyes, and knew she wasn't going to have sex with him, she was going to fuck him.
Becky's pelvis moved in a sexy dance. He watched the V between her hips, the mound of her pussy and the groove under her pubic bone. Her clit must have been smashed against his cock, and she was enjoying herself. He wanted to grab her and shove her down, ram his cock into the tunnel his finger had been in. She was torturing him.
The juicy flaps of her cunt wrapped the sensitive knob of his dick and he almost cried out. Becky kept on riding the whole length, but each time she came forward he was closer to his target. She lifted up and reached between her legs, while looking over her shoulder in the mirror. Her hand tightened around his wet dick, and she lifted him. His head was pressed into the channel of flesh, sliding back and forth until the tip was wedged into the tight ring of her pussy. "Mmmm, this is gonna be good," Becky said, and applied more pressure.
His finger had gone in easily, and Becky was flooded and ready, but he still saw the strain on her face and felt his cock head mushroom, before it popped into heaven. "Ahhh, shit...it's big, nice and big."
Becky worked it, taking a little more each time she lowered her crotch. He grabbed a wad of sheet in each fist, and watched. Normally, he was so excited to be getting it, that he'd rush through it without paying attention, but seeing his cock slide up into Becky's body was a miraculous thing. Her body was opening up for him, taking him inside and giving him pleasure. There was so much more to sex than thrusting and cumming. He knew that now.
When Becky finally sat all the way down, she stopped and stayed
there. Her face grimaced with a crooked smile, and her stomach
muscles rippled. Her nipples erected to another degree of
ridiculously amazing. She arched backwards and pressed her hand
against her groin. "Holy shit, I can feel you all the way up here. Feel
it."
He reached and she took his hand and pressed it against her, then humped gently, leaning back even more. "Ah, ah, that's the spot. You're hitting my spot. Oh, yes, yeah"
He thought she might have been getting off, but he knew for sure he was about to. "I, ah, I'm going to...I can't wait." "Yes, oh yes, do it with me, cum with me...I wanna feel you shooting in me when I'm cumming."
"But-
"It's okay, you can, it's safe," she said, and increased the speed of her undulation.
He didn't bother to think about it, he just enjoyed it. Her insides were like a fist clamping down, jerking him off and making him cum. He let it happen. His balls tingled and his cock swelled, jerked and fired the first blast of his orgasm. Immediately, it got easier for Becky to slide up and down, and that's what she did, all the way through his climax and beyond. She took longer, more violent strides, and slapped down on his groin, over and over.
He thought she didn't know he'd already gotten off, but then she stopped and fell in a heap on his chest. "I, ah...I have never-" She exhaled hard and stopped trying to speak. He put his hands on her butt and held her.
He had never been fucked like that before, and he should never be fucked by Becky again. If Jason found out, that would open the door to Deana, and there was no way he was going to let Jason put the mule inside Deana. He loved her too much to let anybody hurt her. "I better go," he said. "Jason can't know about this. We had an agreement about our sisters and I just violated it. Can we keep this between us?"
"He wouldn't care," she said. "He's not like you, but that's fine, I'm good at keeping secrets."
"Thanks," he said. "I better go before someone catches us."
"Mm, that's exciting to think about. It's more fun when it's
dangerous. Don't you think?"
He did, but he didn't admit it. "I'll see you later." He put on his shorts and left her naked on the bed, still staring in the mirror.
When the door clicked shut. Becky grabbed her sore pussy. It was wet with the overflow of their orgasms. She massaged it and relived the moment Evan swelled. It seemed like he doubled in size, then all the pain was gone. A wonderful, soothing liquid squirted into her. It pressurized her tube and rushed down, lubricating her pussy walls and she came again for the third time.
That was the first time she had ever let a boy come inside her without a rubber. She hated rubbers now. Hopefully, she could get on the pill before the next time she fucked Evan. She didn't like that sponge thing, either.
Evan had been bigger than she'd imagined, but also harder than she thought possible. She wondered if it would go down her throat. Jason was thicker and longer, but his Dick stayed malleable. Evaris cock was like a Wiffle ball bat.
Becky got to her feet and wobbled, then she walked over to her dresser. She had a perfect view in the mirror while it was happening, but she also had a profile view of the action. She moved the shirt that hid the GoPro camera and switched it off. She wanted to watch it right away, but she wouldn't. It would get better and more exciting with time, and with Darlene.
She was drunk with her sense of satisfaction, and sleepy like she should be after such a long night and a good morning fuck. She laid on the bed, face down, still naked and not planning to spoil a good thing until she had to
That moming, things turned out better than she had planned. In her head, she checked two items off her sexual bucket list. The next one would be huge, and the most challenging, but she had a plan. This summer vacation is going to be one to remember, she mused.
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