Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

While her orgasm was still twisting her insides, she reluctantly lifted her body. Her convulsing pussy hole squeezed Jason's massive log of flesh out of her, and instantly there was a great void. She had been opened so wide and deep; and she would need to be filled again, soon and often.

Her brother's erect cock fell, slapped his stomach and rebounded. Knowing that throbbing dick had been inside her skinny body thrilled her. She sat between his legs and scooted forward until her sore cunt was touching his balls, then she wrapped both hands around the vein bulging dick. It was wet and slippery with her cum and she started stroking it. His balls danced with each tug and taunted her pubic mound. "Oh, yeah, Big Brother, cum for me."

Ohhhh, ooh, I'm gonna...gonna cum. Oh, yes, yes, here it comes."

The first burst flew straight up and fell back to his groin, then she pressed the bloated dick to her body and continued rubbing her hands up and down, letting his boiling cum coat her chest and belly. It was heaven. She spread the hot, slippery cream down her stomach and between her legs until she came again, then she fell forward onto her brother. "Finally..."

Evan listened to the sound of the shower with his hand on the doorknob. He would be relieved if it wouldn't turn, but fear kept him from trying to turn it. He removed his hand and turned back towards his door. His accelerated heart rate spiked as he turned back to the bathroom door. The doorknob turned and he opened the door.

Steam drifted over the top of the shower curtain. The mirror was fogging. Deana's clothes were scattered on the floor. He locked the door. "Dee,' he said, and peeled the edge of the shower curtain away from the tile. "You forgot to lock the door."

"No, no I didn't forget," Deana sald.

His sister stopped lathering her hair and faced him. The water was hitting her back. He had heard Jason say it a thousand times and heard other people saying it at school, and now he knew it. He fully comprehended how beautiful Deana was. He didn't say anything and neither did she, but they were communicating.

He took off his clothes without taking his eyes off her. She

watched him without moving. Soap slid down her smooth, olive flesh.

It collected in the funnel between her hips and dripped from her crotch. Her legs seemed too long and her hard, dark nipples seemed bigger than he'd imagined them. Her breasts were small and firm and the perfect shape.

"Need help?" he asked. A shiver ran through him.

"You could wash my back, and maybe massage it a little." Deana turned around. "You hurt me."

He knew he had, but he wasn't sure which hurt she was referring to. "I might be able to do that."

His hands trembled as they inched closer to her shoulders. Her ass looked more wonderful than it had felt earlier. "You feel nice," he sald. Deana shivered under his grasp. 'Are you scared?"

"Ah, yes and no."

"Should I go?" He gripped the top of her shoulders and worked his thumbs up to the base of her neck. His penis had gotten hard before he knew it was growing. It was only inches away from touching her.

She leaned harder on his hands. "No, don't go."

It wasn't Groundhog Day and tomorrow neither of them would have forgotten this happened, so he had to make sure they wouldn't regret it. His hands work down her back, tenderly kneading every muscle, while his eyes watched her ass. "How do you do that?"

"What?" she asked.

"Curve your back so it makes your ass look even more incredible?" Before she answered, he grabbed each side of her bubble-butt and squeezed. It was slippery and hard to sink his fingers in.

"Oh, Evan. She tightened her muscles

Her body was crushed against his, his arms tight around her waist. Her cheeks surrounded his cock. He spoke next to her ear, "Dee?" His voice was pleading, but he didn't know what for. Did he want her to make him stop, or tell him it was okay?

One hand was on her tit and the other slid down her stomach. His fingers tumed the rounded corner of her pubic bone and reached between her legs. The palm of his hand cupped her mound. He pulled her harder onto him, "You shave?"

"No, no I don't. I did, I did it once," she said, "but...never mind." She exhaled heavily.

"Okay," he said, knowing she regretted doing it, but not understanding why. He kissed her ear, and she shoved her pelvis forward. The wet channel that surrounded his finger was hotter than the shower. He was out of his mind. She had to stop him.

The groove between her ass cheeks was deep enough to completely encase all of Evan's cock. He dipped down, pulled back on her body and hunched. The head of his dick ground through the valley. Deana groaned and undulated. He dipped and hunched again. This time the bulbous knob plowed through her vaginal trough. They both froze. He had almost gone inside her.

"Oh, jeez, Dee, I'm sorry."

"Evan," she said and her legs squeezed together. "It's big."

The uncertainty in her voice was clear. "You're shaking," he said, and tightened his arms around her torso. "I'm going to go. We can't let this happen. We'll regret it later."

Releasing his sister was the hardest thing he'd ever done. They were both shaking now. She faced him, her arm came up, then fell back to her side. "Okay" was all she said.

Hadn't he come downstairs to console her? She looked hurt again as he got out of the shower.

To Be Continued...