Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 239

The fullness of Candy's ass overflowed his hands and enraged his desire. He backed his mother up until her butt hit the edge of the table. She leaned side-to-side, walking her ass backward. Her feet touched his thighs, rubbing up and down, grabbing at his shorts until his boner sprang free. Candy reached for it. He sighed when her soft palm slipped over the dense knob. She whispered, "Oh, baby, make my dreams come true."

Evan dipped down and let his mother guide the dome of his cock to her pussy. He stared at her face. She smiled when the wet, slippery heat of her labia made him tremble. He looked down and saw Candy coating his purple flesh with her readiness. She took her time. His anticipation soared. It was magnificent and scary waiting while the woman he called Mom, got him in position so he could fuck her. Then it happened; right in front of Evan's eyes, a part of him vanished inside Candy's body. He stopped and stared when his groin was pressed against her crotch. It was still a magical thing to be entirely inside of a woman he had wanted since she was his babysitter. "Oh, Mom, I love you, Mom, I love you so much it hurts."

Candy tightened her legs around his ass and pulled herself up. "I know, honey, I know." She pressed her hands to his cheeks, and said, "And I love you more than you'll ever know."

He closed his eyes and opened his mouth for her tongue. Candy's fingers combed through his hair. Their love set Evan's pace. He moved through his mother in long, slow, meaningful thrusts. She laid back. He went with her because she had his lip between her teeth. Her clinging legs moved to his back. "Oh, Evan, God, you make me feel so good, so right."

The same urgency Evan felt the first time they made love swelled In his groin, but it wasn't motivated by the fear that she might make him stop. He held his mother's shoulders to keep her from sliding across the table. There was purpose in his thrusts. Candy's fingertips dug into his shoulders. "Oh, baby, sweet baby, you make me...ah."

Her legs crushed his upper body to hers, but the machine-like hammering of his hips continued until his balls stopped swinging and slapping into the cushioned groove of Candy's ass. They snapped upward and sent a spasm through his groin. There was no turning back and no reason to pull out. Even if he thought his mother could get pregnant, he would still squirt his load as deep across her shoulders. They watched the robe fall in slow motion. It piled up around Candy's bare feet. Her naked body took Evan's breath away. He imagined it always would.

The fullness of Candy's ass overflowed his hands and enraged his desire. He backed his mother up until her butt hit the edge of the table. She leaned side-to-side, walking her ass backward. Her feet touched his thighs, rubbing up and down, grabbing at his shorts until his boner sprang free. Candy reached for it. He sighed when her soft palm slipped over the dense knob. She whispered, "Oh, baby, make my dreams come true."

Evan dipped down and let his mother guide the dome of his cock to her pussy. He stared at her face. She smiled when the wet, slippery heat of her labia made him tremble. He looked down and saw Candy coating his purple flesh with her readiness. She took her time. His anticipation soared. It was magnificent and scary waiting while the woman he called Mom, got him in position so he could fuck her. Then it happened; right in front of Evan's eyes, a part of him vanished inside Candy's body. He stopped and stared when his groin was pressed against her crotch. It was still a magical thing to be entirely inside of a woman he had wanted since she was his babysitter. "Oh, Mom, I love you, Mom, I love you so much it hurts."

Candy tightened her legs around his ass and pulled herself up. "I know, honey, I know." She pressed her hands to his cheeks, and said, "And I love you more than you'll ever know."

He closed his eyes and opened his mouth for her tongue. Candy's fingers combed through his hair. Their love set Evan's pace. He moved through his mother in long, slow, meaningful thrusts. She laid back. He went with her because she had his lip between her

teeth. Her clinging legs moved to his back. "Oh, Evan, God, you

make me feel so good, so right."

The same urgency Evan felt the first time they made love swelled In his groin, but it wasn't motivated by the fear that she might make him stop. He held his mother's shoulders to keep her from sliding across the table. There was purpose in his thrusts. Candy's fingertips dug into his shoulders. "Oh, baby, sweet baby, you make me...ah."

Her legs crushed his upper body to hers, but the machine-like

hammering of his hips continued until his balls stopped swinging

and slapping into the cushioned groove of Candy's ass. They

snapped upward and sent a spasm through his groin. There was

no turning back and no reason to pull out. Even if he thought his

mother could get pregnant, he would still squirt his load as deep "Mmhmm." Candy's fingernails moving over his skin made him quiver. The only smart thing on his mind was making love to Candy, again. "Careful, yeah, I'm good at that, too." He leaned his mother back and captured an erect nipple with his mouth.

"This is serious," Candy said and pulled her tit free. "Is that-Are you getting hard again?"

"I can't help it," he said, "you're the sexiest, most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and I, um, I've always wanted this. Can't this be our new last time? Just one more last time?"

Candy reached behind her, under her ass and found his growing erection. "You're supposed to be helping me." She worked the thickening trunk of his cock in her fist. "Don't you see how dangerous this is?"

The smooth, warm grasp of his mother's hand expedited the stiffening of Evan's dick. "Of course," he said and mauled the glorious mounds of ass meat in his hands. He lifted her until his face was sandwiched between her tits. She used the head of his dick to spread her pussy lips.

"You know at some point you won't be able to get hard again like this?"

Evan smiled and put his hands on her neck. "I know." He tightened his grip and nibbled on her chin.

"Since you know everything, I guess I don't need to tell you-" Candy slammed her crotch down. "Ahhh, that you should take advantage of it while it lasts." She twisted and humped. "Oh, fuck, that's good so good."

When Candy lifted up, her fuck tube sucked on the head of his cock. She dropped her pussy in time with his upward thrusts. Her ass cheeks slapped his thighs like giant hands, applauding the incestuous act.

"Oh, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, Evan, fuck me good.

His mother's potty mouth lit Evan's fuse. He spread his legs, wrapped his arms around her back and leaned forward so he could get the deepest penetration possible. His mother's clit crashed into his groin each time he drove into her. The hiss of her gasps, the clawing fingertips, and the flooding of her convulsing pussy all signaled Evan that he had granted his mother's request, but that

didn't mean he planned to stop fucking her good. He picked Candy

up and bounced her climaxing body on his cock like he wanted to shove his balls inside her. Tears of joy filled his eyes. One last time, he slammed Candy down and held her tight, spilling his creamy load into her. "Oh, fuck, I love you, love you, love you."

"I know." She panted and squeezed him with her arms and legs. "You told your mother you were going to marry me, and she knew that I loved you, too." Her words were more vibration in her chest than sounds. "I figured you would grow out of it."

He shook his head and loosened his hold so that Candy could put her feet on the floor. "I didri't." He felt dazed. "I'll never grow out of it

"I'm sorry, so sorry," Candy said. "We'll talk more later. I promise."

Evan didn't understand why she was crying, but it made him angry. "But, Mom?"

"Later, I promise," Candy said and closed her robe. "Later." She walked toward her room.

He knew his mother didn't want him to follow her, and that was okay because he didn't want to spoll what they had just shared with the anger and hate he felt. His mother knew that Candy loved him, too. Why the fuck did Candy marry his father?

After a restless night in bed with the two sisters, Rebecca had woken up thinking about what she did with Gloria. Rebecca didn't regret it, but she wished she had gotten Deana's permission. That wouldn't have been difficult. Deana had kissed Gloria, and based on the expression on Deana's face when she admitted it, her kid sister's sexual prowess had surprised Deana. That might have been why Deana wouldn't kiss Gloria in front of Evan; it would have given them away. That's what happened when Evan kissed Gloria, they rocketed into a full-scale passion. When she saw Evan's hands on Gloria's ass, grinding his sister on his erection, Rebecca thought they might end up fucking. She couldn't imagine anything more erotic than watching a brother fuck his sister. That was why she had gone to Gloria's room after Deana fell asleep. Rebecca was disappointed that Evan wasn't doing his little sister, but Gloria's Candy-like ass working, dry humping her brother, and Evan's hand down Gloria's pants, fingering her, got Rebecca so aroused that twenty minutes later she couldn't resist Gloria.

Realistically, Gloria was the closest to being with Candy that Rebecca would ever get. Candy had been the first woman she had ever had naughty thoughts about. There was something alluring, provocative, and secretive about that woman. Rebecca had always sensed Candy wasn't who she presented herself to be. She saw signs that Deana wasn't able to perceive because Candy was a mother figure. Rebecca imagined the lady had a bad side, and now, after going for a drink, she knew it was a fact.

Rebecca returned to Deana's room without the drink she had gone for. Her mouth was still dry, but her crotch was dripping. She bit off a third of a piece of purple bubble gum and walked over to the bed. Deana and Gloria were on their sides, facing away from her. The girl needs a bed as big as Evan's, Rebecca thought, if they were ever going to sleep three in it again. She lifted the covers. Mm, mm, that butt. Deana's naked ass made her want to take a bite out of it. She got in bed behind Deana. They all had to sleep on their sides, in a three-way spoon

The years of fantasizing about Candy hadn't been Rebecca's motivation or justification for doing Gloria. Envy had motivated her, and Deana falling asleep gave her the shred of justification required. If Deana hadn't fallen asleep it never would've happened, Rebecca told herself. Evan had secretly rubbed his cock against her ass, kissed her better than she had imagined, then, later, he turned her upside down to see if he could fuck her in that position. At least that's what Rebecca thought. How could she not have fallen into temptation? Besides, Rebecca told herself, Gloria needed her. The poor giri had been fingered, had a load shot on her, and was left alone. Under those circumstances, there wasn't any other way it could have turned out. Now, how would she make Deana see it that way?

Deana's arm was over her sister's body. Rebecca followed it. Now both of them had their hand on Gloria's chest. Fuck, Rebecca thought, right when I didn't think I could get any more excited, this happens.

Gloria's nipple wasn't asleep. It responded immediately and grew to the size of an M&M. Rebecca helped Deana's fingers make it bigger. Gloria murmured. Deana's hand started helping itself to her kid sister's tit. Rebecca gently massaged Gloria's belly and groin. "That's not me you're touching," she whispered in Deana's ear and traced the rim with her tongue.

"Ah, I know," Deana said. "Does it bother you?"

"Not if you don't mind that I brought your naked sister to bed with us.

"Why did you do that?" Deana asked.

"She needed someone, and you fell asleep." Rebecca pushed her leg forward, working it between Deana's.