Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 154

Deeee." Her lips tightened, and her cheeks caved in. His dick head was tingling, and his mind was spinning. He was getting a blowjob from his sister. 'Dammit, that feels good!"

Deana forced her glistening eyes up and smiled with her lips wrapped around his shaft, then continued blowing him. He realized his body had started rocking, gently pushing in and out of his sister's mouth. Deana's eager sucking sounds became louder and more obscene. She grabbed his hips and pulled herself forward. The jerking spasms in her throat grabbed the bulb of his cock, and a tremor went through his guts. Deana gagged and backed off. "Easy, don't choke yourself."

She wiped her eyes and looped her fingers around the spit line on his shaft. 'I thought I could get all of it."

"Who cares," he said. "It feels great...what you're doing feels great.

"I thought I'd try, anyway."

He watched her wet lips form an oval and slip around the tip of his dick. Then she sucked it in with a slurp. "Ah, that's good. Fuckin' incredible."

Deana held his cock in her mouth with the ridge of his dome hooked behind her front teeth. Her folded legs moved further apart, lowering her body. She arched her back and tilted her head. Her eyes were big and expressive. His shaft bent at a downward angle that matched the angle of her neck. He could see her determination to please and feel her love. He gulped and watched her face move up his dick. The previous spit marker vanished, and his pulsating head opened her throat. His sister's eyes bulged, and tears ran down her cheeks. He followed the curve of her back to her butt and wished he could hold it.

Air rushed past Deana's lips, and he sank further into her mouth. Her convulsing throat stroked his dick top, and her teeth tightened on the thickness of his shaft. She backed off slowly, increasing the power of her suck as she went. Her eyes never stopped staring him down. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was, even with her mouth stretched around a dick.

One of her hands ceased his balls and the other was between her legs. Only his dick knob was in her mouth, and she twisted on it, sucking and licking like a porn star. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes got lazy with pleasure. His sister was playing with herself while he watched. That was more erotic than the blow job. "Ah, Dee, oh-

His stomach muscles spasmed and his balls snapped upward. Shit, he was already passed the point of no retum. If he were in a pom movie, he'd pull out and blast the girl's face with cum, but this was real life, and the girl was his sister. "I'm gonna, ah, gonna..." He grabbed his ass and leaned back.

Deana's eyes rolled, and her head bobbed on his dick. His balls squeezed out the first blast of cum into her mouth. He saw the initial surprise on Deana's face, then she surprised him. His sister swallowed with a gulp then jammed the squirting knob down her throat. He was shooting a river of cum straight into her stomach, and she never stopped watching his face while he did it. 'Oh God, Dee, shit."

Deana wiped her face and reached up. "I almost drowned."

"I'm sorry." He pulled her to her feet and hugged her. "I wasn't thinking. I should have warned you or-"

"It's okay. I guess that's what I expected." She kissed him, her mouth still wet with his orgasm. It tasted better on her tongue than it had on his hand.

"Jeez, Deana, urn, how do you know, ah, how did you know how?"

"Rebecca...you know, she gave me some pointers. We used a banana.

"Rebecca, figures, but a banana?" He shook his head and added, "Lucky banana," then he picked up her robe and wrapped it around her body. "Someone might come."

"Thank you," she said and looped her hair behind her right ear. "Was it good? I mean, was that okay? I know I said I wanted to-"

"No, it was great," he said, "but it's still, um, still not okay."

"You told me in the bathroom that didn't understand. Can you explain?"

"I'm not sure this is the right time." Evan felt the blood draining from his face. "It's gonna sound stupid or like it's because of what we just did."

"No, it won't. Not if it's what I'm thinking."

"It's how you make me feel. How I feel when we kiss and jeez, now, after-I'm scared."

Deana put her hands on her waist and shifted her hips to the left. "Don't you think I am, too? I'm scared, but I don't regret it. I love you, and we'll always have this to remember."

"That's not what I'm afraid of. I love you, too, but I had to stop. Not stop loving you, but wanting to love you the wrong way."

The springs crunched, and the old boards creaked when Evan's body crashed down on the couch. Deana sat on the arm next to him. "What if was worried about the same thing?" She ran her hand through his hair.

"I can't be in love with my sister. It won't work, can't work."

"I know, believe me, I know. But what if you are?" she asked. "What If we are? We can't control how we feel. It's not like we did something to make ourselves have these feelings. Who better to love than somebody you love?"

He stared at her. "Jeez." He wanted to hold her, squeeze her and never let her go.

"Well?"

"Dee, what are we going to do?"

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. 'I guess we should be young...enjoy being young. Once we get older, we won't think like this, you know, about sex, it won't be important then."

He thought about Miss Tonya and their mother. "I doubt it."

"Think about it, Evan, think about how adults act. We'll always love each other, but all this, um, these crazy needs will fade away. Let's worry later and enjoy it now."

"That doesn't sound like a great plan," he said. "It could turn out really bad."

"But if we never find out, we'll never know, then we'll be grown-ups, and it'll be too late. I wanna be happy Evan."

"I swear." He huffed and pulled Deana onto his lap. "This is nuts."

"Yup, we're nuts."

Evan squeezed his sister in his arms and looked into her eyes. For the first time since he was thirteen, he wasn't afraid Deana would know his true feelings. "I love you."