Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 225

He grabbed his mother's shoulders. She didn't do one of Deana's pitiful fear dances; she didn't even flinch. His mother had been expecting him. He squeezed the tops of her shoulders and waited for her to say something, but she remained silent and rinsed her hands. He worked inward toward her neck, ready to kiss it. His mother's arms rose, and she reached back over her shoulders. Evan didn't know what to expect until she was caressing his cheeks.

Evan kissed her palms and massaged the muscles under her arms. The night he helped his mother peel potatoes, his forearms had pressed into the overflow of her globes, through clothing, and it terrified him. Now, Evan's fingertips slid into the armholes and found his mother's bulging breast meat. Oh, how things had changed. His only fear was that his mother would make him stop. She touched his lips, and he sucked her finger.

The sides of his mother's breasts filled his palms. The material shifted and stretched, and Evan handled her tits with confidence, pinching and twisting the giant nipples. She dropped her arms. He felt her biceps tighten on his wrists, but he kept going. The giant orbs moved, swished, squished and resisted in ways that thrilled him.

The woman's purring groans sounded her approval, but Evan felt a sense of urgency. His mother had promised they weren't going to do it anymore. He used his lips and teeth on her neck while freeing one of his hands from the shirt. Her throat was salty-sweet. He could feel her pulsing jugular vein under his tongue. His mother sighed and shivered.

His cock was rigid. He shoved it against Candy's back. He had never thought of his dick as a muscle, but the more he fucked, the stronger it got. He felt like he could ram it into his mother's pussy and lift her off the floor with it.

When Evan grabbed her crotch, the silky material soaked through under the press of his fingers. He pulled her back and shoved his groin forward. His mother clutched the edge of the sink, braced herself and pushed back. His cock seemed hard enough to shove through the panties, but Evan groped her pussy, trying to get them out of the way. He had to be inside her before she realized they weren't supposed to fuck again. He frantically stabbed his cock head between thighs. It plunged into the slippery groove, He trapped it under his fingers, crushing it into the fat folds of hot pussy. Once it was at the door, he dipped down and-

"Ah, Evan. She struggled against the press of his body.

The inevitable was happening. Evan relaxed his hold. She turned around and looked into his eyes. "Mmah-" He hadn't said the word mom in days, and it stuck in his throat.

Candy put her hands on his chest. "It's okay, Evan." She pushed the robe off his shoulder and watched it fall. "You can still say it, call me Mom."

Evan held Candy by her neck and pulled her mouth to his. The kiss was hungry and lustful. In Evar's mind, he said it over and over, until it finally came out, "Mom." The word excited him so much he wanted to say, Mom, I'm going to fuck you, but he settled for, "Oh, Mom, Mom." He squeezed her ass and started lifting her.

"No, not here," she said.

Good, Evan thought, I wanna do everything to you that I did to Miss. Tonya, and more. He started towards her room, but she stopped him. "Follow me," she said.

Gloria's need to know if Evan and Darlene had ever dated, made her jump at the suggestion, however, before they reached rue21, Gloria had realized it had been a rash decision. She didn't know Darlene, and Darlene certainly didn't know her. It was a surprise that the older girl even knew her name. Now, Gloria had to make conversation with an intimidating stranger. Talking to Deana, who was also four years Gloria's senior, was easy, but Darlene wasn't Deana. She wasn't like anybody Gloria knew. The redhead was fascinating.

In the woman's apparel store, Gloria and Darlene took their time picking through the bathing suits. Gloria was feeling more comfortable. The girl's reputation for having the best body in school couldn't be denied, but the part about her being unfriendly was questionable. Darlene was going to be a senior, but she didn't talk to Gloria like a freshman, and she sensed the redhead had taken a genuine interest in her. Why, she had no idea.

Five of the six fitting room doors were open. Gloria started for the one closest to her, but Darlene stopped her. "I'm gonna need your help, so why don't we use that one," Darlene said. "I haven't seen arnybody in a wheelchair."

Gloria stared at the large change room in the corner. "Um."

"What's wrong?" Dariene asked.

"Nothing," Gloria said, acting as if she'd be comfortable getting

naked in front of the older girl. "That makes sense. I'll need your help, too."

Darlene followed her in, closed the door behind them and immediately kicked off her untied, Pro Keds. Gloria laid the bathing suits on a bench. There are mirrors everywhere, Gloria thought while trying not to see Darlene wiggling out of her Levis, no underwear. Gloria couldn't believe the girl had gone commando in those Jeans. Darlene dropped the pants in a pile. Gloria turned, now trying not to stare at the strawberry bush. Unfortunately, the mirror on the side wall gave her a profile view of the redhead, so she looked straight ahead. The mirror in front of her looked into the one on the back wall. Shit, the bodacious white orbs of Darlene's ass weren't going to be easy to ignore.

"I hope you're not uncomfortable," Darlene said while lifting the double trouble T-shirt. "You know, next year you'll have to change and shower with thirty girls in gym.

Gloria realized she had only pulled her zipper down and Darlene was naked except for the bra that her tits were overflowing. "Is that how you know my sister, gym class?" Gloria asked and shoved her pants and underwear down with feigned confidence.

Darlene nodded. "Yeah, gym." Her bra opened like a snapping rubber band. "School stuff, too." She shrugged the straps off her shoulders. The girl's breasts rested on each other. Gloria swallowed hard. Giant red nipples swelled. The dark centers stiffened. "Mmm, it's always good to get that off. It's too small.

Gloria hated having the biggest boobs in her class and needing a bra before everyone else, but if there were a chance her tits might turn out like Darlene's, it would be worth what she had been through. Evan wouldn't be able to resist them. "What about Evan, you know him?" Gloria asked and quickly got her shirt off.

"Sure," Darlene said,

She tossed her bra and picked up a yellow bikini top. Her eyes kept moving, but Darlene stayed in her sights. The redhead's body was unreal like one of the drawings of her mother. "You ever go out?"

"Nope," Darlene said. "Let me help with that."

Gloria released the strings and lifted her arms while Darlene tied a bow behind her back. When she finished, the redhead's fingertips swept the sides of Gloria's breasts and tucked the excess into the yellow triangles. Gloria's heart raced, and her cheeks flushed. The fingers were gone, but their touch lingered.