Potential - S01 E192

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Potential - S01 E192

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 192

"Oh, yeah, I know," Becky said. "It's like a tiny mouth sucking me."

It was the strangest thing he could imagine at the time, but it didn't hurt, and it was getting Becky excited, so he continued watching.

Becky shivered violently. "Mmm, that was amazing.

"Did you just get off?"

"I did, but it was just a little one. Now I'm ready."

Becky moved up and fell forward on him. He grabbed her ass and shifted her, so her groin was centered above his engorged cock, then he shoved into the cushion of her fat pussy. She opened her legs. "Go slow. I'm sensitive today.

They both gasped when the dome popped through her sphincter. Then it took a considerable thrust to burrow deeper into Becky's defiantly tight pussy tube. He hunched, and Becky pushed back, settling onto his cock. She whimpered,"Mmmm, there goes another little O

"How many times do you get off?" Jason asked and started pumping into her before she answered. Becky twerked her butt and worked her pelvis, riding the top half of his dick. "Ten, maybe, I don't know, just fuck me."

He was fine with that and found a rhythm that worked with his sister's wild gyrations. Becky's eyes rolled, and her nipples stretched even further away from her body. She sat up, and he sank deep inside her. She paused for a few seconds, then started riding him again. His eyes rolled back this time, and his balls pulsed. He thrust two more times before yanking his sister down and up. His cock popped out and blasted Becky's ass and crotch with cum. She reached back and smeared the hot, slimy load into her ass crack and fingered her butt hole. "Oh, yeah, I love how that feels. One of these days I'm gonna let you fuck my ass."

"It'll never fit." Jason believed his words, but if she were crazy enough to let him try, he wouldn't argue. "I swear, I just woke up, and now I need a nap."

"Me too," Becky said and slid off to his side. "Thank you, that was great. She put her leg over his groin, covering his waning erection. "I came in here to talk to you about something."

"Sure," he said.

"No, really, but your dick distracted me."

"What is it, did Darlene have another dream?"

"She did call this morning, and she did have a dream, but we'll talk about her later, Becky said.

"You jealous?" Jason asked.

"No! Not of you anyway. It's like I don't mind sharing her with you, but I still haven't been to Miss Style's house, and you have, twice. I haven't seen her in like forever, and now this new thing she-Never mind. Here's what I was thinking..."

Jason shook his head in disagreement while Becky told him what she thought would be a good idea. His sister had a devil inside, and she was rubbing off on him.

Evan found his mother's door ajar, so he opened it while knocking. "Mah-" Candy was standing at the foot of the king-sized bed, staring as if she had been expecting him. He closed the door. His heart rate doubled before he reached her. Everything was different now, and it was never going back to the way it used to be

Candy started, "Honey-" but his lips cut her off. Their passion was instantaneous and beyond what he had experienced last time they kissed. She had hugged him so hard. He could feel her body trembling. She loved him the way he loved her. He rubbed his cock against her body because he wanted her to know how excited he was, and think he wasn't afraid.

Candy forced her mouth away from his. Her face was red. "Evan, we can't."

He squeezed her shoulders. "We can."

She put her hands against his stomach. Evan expected to be pushed away, but she pulled the string and untied the bow holding up his sweatpants. He did the same to her bathrobe, then lifted his arms, and she removed his shirt. As he reached for her neck, the emotions got so powerful that tears burned his eyes. He gently massaged the tops of her shoulders, moving outward. Candy's robe fell to the carpet. He stared at the breasts he'd been fantasizing about for years. She pushed his pants and boxers down. His erection sprang up and stood between them. He didn't feel any shame or embarrassment.