Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 246

"Coke?" She asked and played with the front of her dress. "Or did you want something else?"

"Don't tease," he said.

Deana put the glasses on the counter and walked toward him. He had never seen her body move like that. She had womanly curves and a face so beautiful that it could distract him from her incredible body. His sister ran her fingers through his hair. Her nails sent a tremor down his back. It made his balls dance. His cock jumped, pushing against his jeans. He watched Deana grasp the material at her hip and slowly lift, revealing more smooth dark flesh. Her leg moved in a mesmerizing flow over his lap. He caught a glimpse of her bald mound. His sister straddled him. She said, "I told you, I don't tease."

He placed his hands on her legs and lifted the dress to her hips. Her groin and crotch were fully exposed. "Mm." The crowns of his sister's tits became visible through the dress. He kissed and nibbled on them.

"Ah, that feels good, but," Deana lifted her dress over her head and tossed it, "that's better."

He pressed his sister's tits together. Deana's nipples plumped. He sucked on them. Deana moaned softly while pulling his zipper down. He wanted to make love to her in every room of the house, but not when he wasn't sure if Candy would come home. "Dee?"

She straightened and looked down at his erection. "Oh, Evan, make love to me."

"Not here," he said. "Let's go upstairs."

"No," she said and grabbed his dick. "Right here, I want to do it here."

They had to be careful. "But-" The hot, liquid embrace of Deana's pussy lips on his cock head made him stammer. "Um, you, ah, remember, remember last time?" he asked. "I don't think I'd be able to stop if Mom came home again."

Deana seductively rolled her pelvis. "Ooh, wouldn't you like that?" Deana tugged his jeans. "She might wanna join us. You'd love that."

The idea of Deana being with their mother did something to Evar's mind. He lifted up and allowed her to pulled his pants down. Then it occurred to him that if he was with Candy, his sister might have a hard time seeing the woman as her mother, too. It's not natural to call your brother's lover, Mom. Was that what troubled him? "Dee, ah, Mom, are you serious?"

"Not Mom," Deana said, "but Candy, yeah." She lowered her crotch and wiggled around until the dome of his dick was in position.

"You're kidding, right?" Maybe he just didn't want to share his sister with Candy.

Deana put the tip of her nose on his. "Evan, you do know I like girls?"

"Yeah, but-Oh, fuck," His sister had dropped her body and taken all of him at once. Her eyes widened and glistened with tears. Everything in the world around them vanished. Their hearts, souls, and bodies were once again joined as one. He couldn't fathom anything more satisfying, or another way to feel more love. He didn't want to share his sister with anybody.

"Oh, shit," Deana said. "Darlene was right."

"Huh?"

"Oh, nothing," she said, "Damn, that feels good."

"Isn't it better?"

She pushed his legs apart and settled her butt between them, forcing every bit of him inside her body. The head of his cock had opened his sister as far as it could reach. "Evan, ah, I love you, mm, love you so much, and this is good, it feels so good, but only with you. I could never let another guy do this to me. Girls excite me, and Candy, oh, she's turned me on for way longer than I knew or would admit, but everything is so different now."

Okay, so Deana wants Candy, he thought, but I'll keep making love to her as long as she'll let me. So what if she's a lesbian. "I, ah, your eyes, mm, they're amazing." Something that dark shouldn't be so pretty. He held her hips and leaned her forward until her back rested against the edge of the table, then tried to push more of himself into his sister.

Deana didn't speak, but her fingernails dug into his shoulders, and she lifted her feet off the floor. He wrapped his arms around her ass and lifted her.

Deana clung to him with her arms and legs. He rested her butt on the table and inched back, drawing his cock out. When the tightness of her sphincter tugged the ridge on his mushroom, he thrust back into her.

"Oh, fuck, Evan, you fill me, you fuckin' fill all of me." She supported herself on her elbows. "I wanna watch it."

They both stared at Deana's crotch while Evan moved back. Blue veins bulged from the rigid flesh. It glistened with the evidence of Deana's excitement. He watched his sister's eyes and shoved forward. His groin slapped her crotch, and her eyes registered fascination and pain. "God, Dee, oh, you, ah, I feel so much of you."

She reached for his neck and pulled herself up. "I know." She kissed him. "I need you, need to feel you, need all of you."

Evan felt like he could scream, cry and laugh at the same time. His sister's breath huffed in his ear as he humped her with growing purpose and determination. "Can I?"

"Yes, oh, yes, cum in me, please let me feel you cumming in me."

He thrust, and Deana's heels dug into his ass, encouraging him to fuck harder and faster. His sister's ass cheeks squeaked on the wood, and the table legs scraped the tile. "Fuck, oh, fuck, Dee, I love you, love you, fuckin' love you."

"Mm, mm, I, ah, I feel it," Deana said and pressed her lips to his. feel you growing. Don't look away. Love the fuck out of me, but don't look away." She held his lower lip with her teeth and stared into his soul with eyes as black as coal.

His balls were drawn up against his body, and his dick was as stiff and swollen as it could be. Deana's pussy tube spasmed rhythmically and flooded with warm, creamy liquid. He kept on thrusting. There probably would never be anything that made him feel so complete, more loved and more satisfied than looking into Deana's eyes while she came. He shoved in until her pubic bone forced his balls out of their tucked and ready position, then he picked Deana up and let her rest on his cock. She bit down on his lip when the first burst of orgasm blasted her cervix.

"Oh, God, my God, I feel it, feel you squirting deep, so deep inside me."

He tasted the metallic blood in his mouth, and his lip thumped, but

Evan smiled. With a strength that nobody would expect from such a beautiful girl, Deana crushed the air from his chest. He squeezed her ass and kept her crotch locked to his groin, pumping all of his cum inside his sister's body. She trembled and gasped in his ear.

"Can you, already?" Deana asked.

"I thought it hurt."

"I told you," Deana said, "I love how it hurts when you're inside me."

Evan wanted to ask questions; he wanted to know if this meant things had changed, but his sister's stare silenced his thoughts. Deana's face flushed and her eyes widened when he thrust into her body. She cried out, "Oh, mm, oh, Evan."

He hunched and crushed Deana's clit under his pubic bone. She wrapped her long legs around his butt and held him there. There wasn't anything left to give her, Deana had all of his love. "Ah, Dee, oh, shit, I swear, mm, I love you. I love the fuck out of you."

After a minute, Deana loosened her hold, and he gently humped her until his sister's undulating body grew more demanding. She was tight, and her pussy tube clamped down in waves, but Evan was determined to last. He wanted to pay attention so he could see and feel everything. There wasn't anything more incredible than sex, except making love to someone like Deana. There was something special about his sister. When she climaxed, her defenses were low, and her soul was more open to him. He'd caught glimpses of the darkness and pain she hid deep inside, but his pleasure had always interfered with his ability to understand what his sister was afraid of.

"Mm, mm, mmmhmm, oh, Evan, yes, oh yess, fill me, fill me again."

Evan's cock moved faster, sliding through the beginning of Deana's orgasmic release. He loved his sister more completely than any other person, and he wanted to satisfy her from that loving force, but anger, hate, and lust raged in him. His body hunched and hammered away, slamming his cock into Deana, and she moaned and clawed at him with the same fuck the shit out of me attitude.

Whatever it was that Deana held back, it scared him, too.

"Ah, ah, Dee, oh, Dee, I'm-" The cum launching from his dick into his sister's body changed everything. Deana's face and eyes lit up with joy, pleasure, and love. His body arched and stiffened. Deana's insides spasmed on his cock while he jerked and pushed out the white, creamy fluid.

He rolled over with Deana, so he didn't have to hold himself up. The weight of his sister's limp, sweaty body was comforting. "Jeez, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-

"Shh, don't say anything," Deana said.

"But-"

"No, don't; just hold me, hold me and don't let me go."

Evan knew it wouldn't be worth it. If he pushed, it would only spoil the moment, Deana wouldn't talk. Eventually, she'd tell him her secrets, or he'd fuck them out of her.

To Be Continued....