Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 205

"Evan."

It wasn't Jason. Evan opened his eyes, then squinted into the overhead light. Someone was standing next to him. "Oh, jeez, Becky."

Jason's sister leaned in, blocking the light. Her chestnut pigtails, lack of makeup, and the kittens wrestling on her pajama tops made her look her age. She wouldn't have been able to seduce him looking like that. "How are you?" Becky asked.

"I'm sleeping," he said.

"You look awake to me," she said. "I want a kiss good night."

"You need someone to tuck you in, too?"

She stepped over him. He looked straight up between her legs. The cotton patch covering her crotch bulged with what he knew to be an abundance of pussy. "Becky!"

"One kiss, and I'll leave you alone."

"Fine, if you promise."

Becky crossed her heart and pulled her top up to her hips; then she started squatting. "What are you doing? You said one kiss."

"Yup, just one," she said and poked her finger into the plump pouch coming toward his face. "Right here."

He lifted his head, tumed it right, left and right, then inhaled. She smelled Ivory fresh. He pressed his lips into her crotch and sucked on her pussy lips through the fabric. Jason's sister had special powers that made him stupid.

"Mmmm," she purred and yanked her panties to one side.

It never mattered what he did in his dreams, and Evan wanted this to be a dream. He wanted to not give a shit about anything except fucking Becky, even if Jason came back from the shower. Becky rotated her pelvis and pulled his face into her crotch. He punched his tongue into her tangy-sweetness. She groaned and ground her pussy on his mouth. 'Oh, yeah, I want you, Evan. I want you in me."

Evan pumped his tongue, driving it into her pussy tube. Becky

bucked and smashed her fat clit on his nose. Her juices were

already flowing and coating his lips. He could still hear the water running through the pipes in the walls, so he grabbed her ass and helped her thrash. He could make her cum before Jason finished.

"Ah, I, ah, want it, I want to feel it inside me," she said, "I want you to fuck me

"No, hell-no, Becky. Jason will catch us. We agreed we would never let him find out!" The shower stopped. "Shit, get out of here."

Becky was panting. "Jason won't care. Come to my room."

"Yes, he will. Please, just go, quick."

She reached behind her and squeezed his erection through the sheet. "You're hard. You want to." Evan pointed at the door, frantically.

Becky poked out her bottom lip and said, "Party pooper." As she stood up, she pushed her white, cotton underpants down, then dropped them on his face. "Hope you have horny dreams about me. Good night.

He groaned and stuffed the panties under his pillow, then he rolled on his side, disgusted by his lack of self-control. A girl's pussy shouldn't have that much power over him. It wasn't any girl, though, it was Becky, and there was something about Becky. Evan pulled the sheet up and covered his eyes.

When Jason came back to the room, he turned on the bedside lamp and switched off the overhead. Evan was glad and uncovered his eyes. That was when he remembered what happened last time he spent the night. His friend apparently didn't have the same level of modesty as he had because Jason was standing there naked. His back was to Evan, but Jason's cock and balls were dangling between his legs. Evan knew he should have slammed his eyes shut, but he didn't.

A sound made Evan jerk. It was the doorknob. There were only two people in the house other than him and Jason. The door was opening. Jason turned towards it, and Evan got a full profile view of his friend's cock. He didn't have a hardon, but his dick wasn't hanging anymore. The door clicked shut, then the air stirred as someone walked past Evan and stopped next to Jason. The nightstand light shined through the gap at the top of her legs. creating a silhouette of her pussy. Becky was naked. Evan's heart raced.

Evan couldn't decipher the hushed voices. Jason might have been rebuking his sister, but for what? They were both naked. Jason motioned towards him, then pointed at the wall. He assumed Jason was telling his sister to go back to her room, but Becky's hips swirled. It reminded him of when she thrust her groin at him behind the dirt pile. The taste of Becky's pussy was still on his lips. He eased the panties out from under the pillow. His cock was growing.

Becky glanced Evan's way, then got on her knees in front of Jason. Evan didn't move. He was still expecting then to start laughing at the practical joke they were playing on him. Then they would call him a pervert for spying. It was weird under any circumstances. The mule had continued its upward climb. Now it was parallel with the floor, pointing at Becky's face.