Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 219

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

"Did you have a bad dream?"

"No, I couldn't sleep," she said.

Evan hoped it was for the same reason he hadn't been able to fall asleep. "What's wrong?"

"I hate you."

"Why?"

Deana broke loose and struggled onto her back. "Because you made me feel like, um,

shoot, I don't know, you rocked my world."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"No. I wanted it to suck. I wanted you to suck at it, so I'd never want it again, Deana said.

"You made me feel, ah, like I never wanted it to end."

"Good, that's what I wanted," he said. "I wanted you to always remember your first time

as-No, I needed you to think of it as the best and smile."

Twill. Deana got on top of him. "You know this can never work, right? You realize that, don't you? It can't work."

Evan said, "Okay," and slid his hands down her silky back to the mounds of her ass

"Dann it, you're my brother, my twin brother, and I have a girlfriend. I'm in love with Rebecca."

"I know," Evan sald and dragged Deana up until their lips touched. "What are we going to do about it?"

"We're going to agree that it was stupid and it's dangerous." Deana's lips tickled Evan's when she spoke. He nodded, and she continued, "It would be horrible if Candy or Gloria found out"

Evan rolled their bodies as one. "I know that," he said, looking down at his sister. "What else?"

"We can't keep doing this," she said. The arches of her feet slid up his thighs. "You agree?"

"Of course." Deana's feet caressed his hips and butt. "I agree with everything you said."

He lifted up and looked between them at his sister's naked body and the erection hovering above her pubic mound. Deana's hands wrapped around his shaft and guided him. Her slit was slick with arousal. His sister dipped his pulsing nob into the wet groove. "Ahhh, I love you." He hunched.

Deana's face tightened when his cock head entered her. "Oh, I love you, too. She pulled him down and kissed him, then said, "It's like we're two parts, but when you're in me, we're

one." She rotated her pelvis and tightened her legs.

Evan stopped moving when his groin hit Deana's crotch. "Oh, Dee, oh.

"I know, I know," Deana said. "That's what makes this so wrong...it's so right, so fucking right." Her heels dug into his butt, trying to get more of him.

He stared into those penetrating eyes and moved in and out of his sister with gentle strokes. "Am I hurting you?"

"Ah, yeah, it hurts," Deana said and sank her fingernails into his shoulder blades. "Now really hurt me. Fuck me so hard I forget how stupid I am for letting this happen."

They kissed with their eyes open. Neither could look away. The bed groaned under Evan's thrusts. Their connection had never been so strong, but Deana was still able to keep her brother from seeing into that dark corner of her heart where she stored the hate

Evan felt Deana's insides jerk tight. She bit his lip and kicked her feet against his thighs, but his cock continued to plunge the flooded pussy tube. Her orgasm spilled over and wet his tight ball sack. He held Deana's shoulders for leverage, arched his back, and fucked her harder. Their gasps and the slap, slap, slapping of their bodies overpowered the sound of the headboard thumping against the wall.

"Oh, yes, yes, Evan, yes, give it to me. Fill me, fill me with your, ah your cum. Squirt it in me. I wanna feel it squirting in me."

Evan's groin crashed into Deana, and her legs clamped around his back, holding him like a vise. His body jerked in rhyme with his balls, blasting cum against Deana's cervix. They panted and expressed their feelings without saying a word.

Once the tremors subsided, Evan fell off to Deana's side and looked her up and down several times. "You're so beautiful."

"Thank you." He traced the magenta ring surrounding the fiery pink areola. It plumped. "Incredible."

Deana put her hand on top of his and said, "I thought you were gonna tell me about it if something happened."

Evan hadn't expected to be able to keep his secret from Deana, but her words still caught him off guard. "Um, yeah, I was," he said. "I thought I would, but, um-*

"Did you really rip the buttons off one of Dad's shirts?"

"How did you know that?" Evan asked.

"Relax, I wasn't reading your mind," Deana said. "I noticed buttons on the kitchen floor."

"Jeez, you saw buttons and the first thing you think is that I ripped Mom's shirt open?"