Potential - S01 E218

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Potential - S01 E218

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 218

Her brother's love poured into her and overflowed. It was like when they clung to each other, crying, after their mother died, except it wasn't sad. It was cosmic or spiritual, and it would be easy to get addicted to it.

When they went into the shower, Evan had washed every inch of her body with his

powerful, yet gentle, loving hands. He made her feel like a goddess, but she submitted to him. He picked her up like she weighed twenty pounds, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Of course, she had no intention of letting him put that giant prick back inside her sore pussy.

The hot water beat down on them. Deana smiled stupidly and nodded. Evan lowered her onto his cock, and she felt him slice through her insides. It might have hurt as much as the first

time, but she didn't notice. She welcomed it when he pinned her against the wall and drove that cock as deep as it would go. When he was squirting that hot cream against her cervix, she saw into his heart, and knew things he didn't want her to know.

Deana eased between the cool sheets, wrapped her legs around a pillow and pulled one to her chest. How could she have fucked everything up like this? It had tumed out precisely as she feared. Now, life was complicated. She loved Rebecca and never wanted to jeopardize their relationship. Evan's heart would be broken. Gloria would hate her if she found out, and what about Evan and Candy? It had been stupid, selfish and worst of all, dangerous.

Their father would kill Evan and fuck her if he found out, and now, Evan sensed there was something wrong. If he ever figured out what was happening, her brother would come to her rescue. He'd at least try. That hadn't turned out well for him when he tried to save Candy

"You stupid fuck." Deana laughed. "I love you, love you, fucking love you!" Deana yelled into her pillow. Now, she was crying sad tears.

Before Candy had uninstalled the software and disconnected the receiver from the back of her computer, she had a thought, one last look couldn't hurt. She saw it as a goodbye to her nemesis, and had taken a deep breath, then waited for the window to open. The window opened, and Candy gasped, then she sat right there, staring at the screen.

Candy's throat had squeaked when she saw Deana take Evan's bloated cock in her hand. It was big, and she could imagine how Deana must have felt. Candy remembered the fear she had felt when Bobby came to her room. She knew Bobby's cock was too big for her young pussy, but she was going to let him have her, anyway. She loved Bobby, but that wasn't why she wanted to give him her virginity. Night after night, Candy had pretended to be asleep while Bobby slipped in and went to Sally's side of the bed. She would lay next to Sally and Bobby, listening to the sounds of their lovemaking. When he had finally come for her, she wasn't going to turn him away.

Deana was a beautiful girl, and Candy wished she hadn't seen her naked body. Her bald pussy was smooth and taught. Her labia was plump and still tightly sealed. The girl fearlessly guided her brother's giant member into position, then encouraged him to take her cherry. Candy had watched, breathlessly, with tears in her eyes while the two most beautiful people she knew, made love.

Now, the destruction was complete. Everything that established her identity-mother of three, good wife, responsible adult-was meaningless. She had been reduced to a jealous, envious little girl.

Everyone was sorry, except for Evan; he was alone and frustrated after a day filled with lovemaking that was too magnificent to put in words. He had no regrets, but Candy knew better and she was supposed to act like the adult. That meant he wasn't an adult, and she had to play her role as his mother. Evan could hardly be in the same room with her now, not without holding her.

Deana regretted putting him in that position. She didn't think it was right, and she was sorry.

She said it was going to cause problems and maybe break hearts. His sister was in love with

Rebecca, and Gloria was in love with him, so they could never do it again.

Evan believed what Deana sald about Rebecca, but not about regretting what happened.

She made those claims when they got in the shower, yet she didn't protest when he wanted

her again. However, she had refused to come upstairs with him and wouldn't let him in her

room. How could everything have changed so quickly?

The world had been perfect when Evan saw how proud his sister was of him. Deana threw

herself at him when she heard about him going to Candy's rescue.

She made him feel like Superman even though he'd run into kryptonite. He knew Deana loved him. She gave him her virginity. What says, I love you, more than that?

Sex was easy compared to love. Evan could have fucked Becky and left her house without being in pain. He would have thought about how good it was, and he would want her again, but she wouldn't possess him the way Candy and Deana did. Evan

closed his eyes and hoped Gloria would have a bad dream.

The pull of gravity awoke Evan. He smiled, thinking his hope had

manifested. Spooning Gloria would make him feel better, so he rolled towards the slope

in the mattress and put his arm over her body. He worked his hand under her arm, to her chest, so he could move her close. His heart filled with joy when he didn't bump into her tits. He put his leg over his sister's and pulled her against his body. "You awake?" He asked and kissed Deana's neck.

"Mm, if I am, I'm having a wonderful dream." Deana hugged his arm "Mm, if I am, I'm having a wonderful dream." Deana hugged his arm and kissed his hand.

"Did you have a bad dream?"