Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 194

Just as he had always imagined, the deep trench that divided the two halves of a perfect whole, encased his cock. Candy leaned forward and put her hands on the wall, bracing herself. He dipped down, pressed her cheeks together and drove his cock through her ass cleavage. His balls squeezed between the cushions at the bottom, and his head popped out at the top. He started humping, and Candy bounced her ass. He was ready to shove it in her.

His mother straightened up and turned him around. Her tits smashed against his back, and her hands moved to his stomach. He watched them reach for his cock. Her soapy hand squeezed it while her other hand scooped up his balls and rolled them. It was strange watching her slippery fist pump up and down his shaft. He should have been jerking himself off, but Candy was good at it, slamming up and down his rod with determination. An orgasm was swelling in his balls, building each time her delicate hands snapped over the bulb of his cock head. "Ah, ah." He awkwardly searched for a place to put his hands and wondered whose name he would cry out when he shot his load.

Candy stopped abruptly and faced him. "I want it in me. I want to feel you inside me, again."

The moment a girl demands to have you inside her body is always memorable, but hearing his mother say it was epic. She rested her back on the tile and lifted a leg to his hip. His fingers dug into her ass cheek. She reached under her raised thigh and made sure he hit a home run with his first thrust. His cock coursed through her pussy tube and a wave of pleasure shook him. She was tight, and the walls of her tunnel seemed to squeeze, release, squeeze and release like a fist grabbing. He looped his arm under her leg and lifted it higher, forcing her to turn more sideways and lean harder on the wall. Her whole body rose and fell with each upward thrust.

"Cum, cum inside me." Candy panted. "Ah, I wanna feel you squirting deep inside me."

Evan pumped even faster, then shuddered and jerked, squirting into his mother. Jeez, he hadn't lasted any longer than the first time.

"Oh, Evan, nobody has ever made me feel so good."

Evan's chest heaved. He was exhausted.

After the shower, Candy dried Evan's body. His legs were still shaky. "In all my fantasies, wow."

"Have you been fantasizing about me for long?" Candy asked.

"Always."

She smiled and kissed him. He already wanted her again. How was he going to live in the same house with her?

"Don't tell your sister about this. It'll break her heart."

"Deana?"

"Glor-Both, neither, don't tell anybody."

"I know, I won't."

"Good," Candy said. "You know we lost our heads. It can't happen again, right?"

Oh, yes It can, Evan thought. "I know."

"You should go, in case your sister comes home," Candy said. "Take your clothes with you and put them in the hamper." She smirked.

T'm wearing this towel to my room," he mocked and started walking away.

"Evan."

He stopped and turned around. Candy, his mother, had her hands

on her waist, elbows out, and shoulders back. Her tits were high on

her chest. She planted her feet in a wide stance. The muscles in her legs tightened. He wanted to fall to his knees and worship her. "What?"

"Did I tell you not to mention my sister?"

Evan didn't know, and even if he did, he wouldn't have been able to say so. He just stared.

"It would be better if you didn't," she said, "For now, anyway."

"How come?"

"It's too soon. Can't be sure how things will go, so it's better not to get anybody's hopes up."

"Okay, I'll keep it a secret."

"Thank you, Evan, thank you."

Candy stayed naked for a long time after Evan left. She felt schizophrenic, swapping from one personality to the other. She was on the edge of the bed, basking in the glow of her many orgasms, imagining her fingers flexing with Evan's rigid dick pulsing in her grip. His veins bulged, and the top flared like a cobra's head when she jerked him. She rubbed her abdomen, feeling that long, fat prick expanding and pumping his life into her. It wasn't that nobody had made love to her like that for a long time, it was that nobody had ever made love to her like that. Evan wasn't her little man anymore. He was more of a man than John ever had been or could be.

Candy switched to her adult persona and started pacing with her arms tightly hugging her chest. What have I done, she asked herself. She hadn't made the sacrifice and denied her needs. It was as if all the years she'd lived as the adult, giving everything up for her daughter, had depleted her. She didn't have any more sacrifices in the bank. Had Evar's love, admiration, attention, and blissful passion made a deposit that would give her strength, or had he fucked her right back to where her nightmare started?

Later in the afternoon, Deana was a bit disappointed when she didn't see her brother's car in the driveway. When she got Evan's text message, she was very disappointed and annoyed. Now, Deana was sitting at her desk, staring at nothing. It seemed like every time she made up her mind, had the courage and planned to do it, her brother disappeared. Was that a sign?

Spontaneity would have made it easier. Waiting, brought on anticipation, expectation, contemplation, and worst of all, apprehension. Deana wasn't afraid of getting caught while he was in China, but now that she had time to think, she started rehashing all of her worries.

What if she found out she wasn't gay? Rebecca would get hurt, and that would hurt her. What if she hated it? That would confirm what she already knew; then there would be something serious to contemplate. Her life would be easier if she weren't a lesbian, wouldn't it? But Deana knew the way Rebecca made her feel was beyond anything she had experienced or could Imagine. She loved Rebecca with all of her heart and soul. What about her father? She didn't give a shit what he thought, but she was afraid of what he would do to her. Well, at least I won't be a virgin.

Evan gave Deana the most anxiety. She loved him as much as he loved her, but eventually, they would have to accept reality. No matter how much they loved each other, even if she liked dick and wanted it all the time, they couldn't be in love like that, not for long. Besides being illegal, it had no future. They couldn't hold hands in public, go on dates, get married or have children. Not that she wanted any.

Deana had spent enough time analyzing plans A, B, C, and D to know it would only be a one-time thing. If her brother didn't feel that way, then it would be painful. She would have Rebecca to fall back on, but Evan didn't have anybody. Would it break his heart?

When the door swung open, Deana spun on her chair, expected Gloria, but the woman who walked in was only dressed like Gloria. Her mother was wearing faded blue jeans with the knees worn through, and a tight T-shirt that made her tits look more amazing. It was more than her clothes, though. Before Deana could consider her thought, she asked, "What happened to you?"

"A better question is, what happened to this room?" Candy looked around. "You could at least put your underwear in the hamper."

"Sorry, Mom, you know, Summer vacation."

"Summer doesn't mean you can live like a pig Candy said.

"Oink, oink." Deana giggled. "I'll clean it up later. Now, you, you look wonderful." Candy appeared younger, too.

"I dug these old jeans out of my closet and put less makeup on, and you think I look good," Candy said and sat on the end of the bed, facing Deana. "Thanks, I'm going to stop trying so hard to keep up with you."

Less makeup, Deana thought, she's glowing like a teenager with a crush. "Mom, you could throw a potato sack over that body and mess your hair up, and you'd still be hot." Dad doesn't deserve you. "What have you been up to?"

"Thanks, honey. Same as always, cooking and cleaning." Candy said, "but tonight, I have something to do. I might be late getting home, and I'm worried about leaving you by yourself."

"Where's Gloria?"

"Jayda's."