Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 234

"Oh, yes, that's good, so good," she said. "Yeah, good boy, eat my pussy. Boy George liked it when she encouraged him, and he loved it when she came. He always went wild trying to drink every drop of her honey. "Get ready, ah, ready, oh, so ready, here it comes."

Before Darlene got a chance to give Boy George a big drink of her giri cum, he decided there was something he wanted more. It was risky letting him lick her, but she'd still be able to stop him if she heard Jordan or the Anderson's car. If the dog started fucking her, she'd be at his mercy. She'd be his little bitch, and Boy George would have his way with her regardless of who was screaming.

Darlene let the dog put his front feet up on the chair. "You better stop if somebody comes," she told Boy George, then guided him forward, looping her legs around his back. A wet cock jabbed her butt cheek. She held his hindquarters with her feet and centered him. It was usually a challenge to get his driving prick aimed, but Boy George got lucky. The second thrust stabbed into Darlene's slippery channel. His third was a bulls-eye. The dog whimpered, howled and started slamming her cunt. She grunted, opened her legs and grabbed Boy George's shoulders to give him better leverage.

Dogs fuck fast and hard, but they don't last long enough for Darlene. That wouldn't be a problem this time, though. She started climaxing as soon as Boy George plunged into her body. It was one of those orgasms that kept on going until she couldn't take any more. If Boy George hadn't finished by then, she'd be wailing and begging him to stop, but he wouldn't

Darlene pulled the dog up, trying to get every speck of his cock inside her body. The overflow of pussy juices spilled into her ass groove, trickling across her anus. Boy George's hot breath and drool landed on her shoulder. He was about to send his K9 cum into her body, and that meant she needed to prevent-Darlene grabbed Boy George's behind with her heels and forced him forward. The risk level would rise to red, but she needed it tonight. His knot blew up in her tube, stretching her while his clear doggie sperm squirted deep inside her. It sent Darlene over the edge. She shook violently. The big cock-knot sealed her pussy, and their combined cum pressurized her tube. The redhead bit her lower lip and tongue together, stifling her screams.

Boy George didn't like to cuddle after he blew his load, but Darlene was too sensitive to let him yank that fist-sized balloon out of her, so she held him with her legs and arms. "Oh, thank you, Boy. I needed that, but you better not try it with Jordan or her mamma."

Once under the hot water, Evan thought about sex, sex, and more Once under the hot water, Evan thought about sex, sex, and more sex with Candy and Deana. Shouldn't he be satisfied? No, he was hornier now than before he had either of them. His head was filled with the knowledge of how fucking Incredible they were, yet he had to go back to masturbating while fantasizing about the women he couldri't have.

Candy had fulfilled Evan's wildest dreams, and more. The years of loving her as a mother, and being loved by Candy, and watching his father not worship her the way he should, merged with all those fantasies and memories of loving the sexy babysitter. It created a vortex of passion, love, and lust that rocked Evan mentally and emotionally. Their lovemaking had been the most enjoyable, powerful, fulfilling, and memorable event of his life. Evan's love and appreciation expanded, as did his desire. The fact that Candy was married to his father was a burning fire in his guts, and the only way to extinguish it, was to have her again and again and again, but after the bathroom, she reminded him that they had to stop. What about Deana?

Deana told Evan she wanted him to be her first, then changed her mind. The Idea of sex with your twin sister was not something to take lightly, and Evan's mental and emotional swings were violent, but the longer he waited, the easier it got. He finally accepted that it wasn't going to happen, and it was a relief. Then they ended up making love, anyway.

As amazing and fulfilling as Candy had been, taking Deana's virginity had been a cosmic experience. Evan knew sex with your sister couldn't send you to hell because it was a spiritual experience that felt like heaven. Their minds and hearts had joined, and Evan saw and felt things that were beyond words. It was physically, mentally and emotionally satisfying. That was until Deana told him it had been a mistake, and she felt sorry for cheating on Rebecca.

Evan shook the water out of his hair, turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. Candy told him they couldn't do it again, then they fucked in the bathroom. Deana told him she regretted it, then came upstairs and made love to him again. Rebecca told him Deana shared everything with her. He couldn't make Candy or Deana have sex with him, but he wouldn't be relegated to self- service without putting up a fight.

On the way to the kitchen, Evan stopped and looked in Gloria's

room. His sister was sitting Indian style in the center of her bed

with a video game in her hands. The yellow bikini had been

replaced with gym shorts and a T-shirt. "How long am I going to

have to walt before I get to see all of that bikini?"

Surprisingly, Gloria stopped playing the game, placed it on the bed and said, "How come you wouldn't say who had a better butt?"

"I didn't want to hurt Deana and Rebecca's feelings," he said and sat next to her.

"Why didn't you want to kiss Deana?"

"Why didn't you kiss her?" he asked.

"Maybe I did," Gloria sald. "Did you like kissing Rebecca?"

"Did you really see Darlene naked?"

Gloria grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Hey, stop answering my questions with a question."

"You started it," Gloria said.

"I did not. I asked the first question."

Gloria leaned toward him and whispered in his ear, "I can see why you would like her."

He was starting to wish he had gone for his snack. "Who?"

"So you think I have a nicer butt than Deana and Rebecca?"

"That's it!" Evan pulled Gloria down, straddled her squirming body and tickled her stomach. "Who, who, who? Tell me."

"Dah...DaharDarlene."

"What?" He stopped torturing her but kept her captive between his folded legs, sitting on her thighs. His sister's cheeks were red, and her blue eyes sparkled with tears. "Why would you say that?" he asked.

"She's like Mom," Gloria said. "Not that I've seen Mom naked, but Darlene has a body like Mom's."

If Evan hadn't been surprised by Gloria's statement, he might have asked questions about Darlene's naked body. He fell on his side and stretched out beside his sister. "What are you talking about?"

"Come on," Gloria said, "I see how you look at her and rub her back all the time."