Potential - S01 E321

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Potential - S01 E321

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 321

"She wants to, but she's not here now," Deana said and dug Evans cock and balls out of his shorts. "That day, the second you started kissing me, I wanted you, wanted this."

Evan waited while Deana got a foot on each side of him, then he lifted her shirt to her waist and looked at her sex positioned above his cock. "I did too, but was scared to death."

Deana used one hand to spread her lips and the other to guide his dick. "What about now?" she asked. "You're about to fuck me, aren't you worried?"

"Not at all. You're incredible, Dee, fuckin' incredible."

Deana lowered her pussy. "Ah." She paused with the head of his cock threatening to open her. "I love the way you feel inside me." She bit her bottom lip, closed her eyes, and dropped.

He crushed Deana in his arms and held her down. The world was better when he was entirely inside Deana. Nothing mattered except their love. They were stronger together. "Nobody will ever make me feel this good," he said. "You ruined sex for me."

She shook her head and rolled her pelvis. "No, you'll feel it, ooh, yes, it'll feel this way with Gloria, mmm, when you make love to Gloria."

"I never said I would."

"Mmmhmm, yes." Deana rose and fell several more times. "You will, and it will be like this with her. She loves you, and you love her. That's what makes it so fucking good. Oh, God, and it feels so good.

He grabbed Deana's hips and helped her bounce. She gasped and said, "Shit," as she yanked the seat release lever. They fell back.

"What the fuck?"

Deana started fucking him so hard the car rocked. "Rhina is gonna walk past, but don't stop. She won't come over if she knows you're getting laid." Her hair covered his face.

"This is insane, A girl from your volleyball team is about to see us fucking." He was about to stop when the words played back in his head, and he added, "I forgot to tell you, I saw her getting fuck down at the creek, and she's about to see me cum inside my sister."

"Shut up and fuck me," Deana said. "She won't know it's me."

How many girls were there in his school with long, silky black hair that would fuck him on the side of the road? "Oh, God," Deana said. "Fuck, oh fuck, you make me .. ah, you make me... oh, God, I'm cumming!"

"Shh, not so loud," he said and forced Deana down on his swollen cock. "Ah, I love how that feels. It's like magic when I cum in you."

"Mm, I love feeling it squirt and squirt and squirt, oh, so deep, deep inside me." Deana panted with her forehead pressed to Evan's. "I can't wait until.

Evan thought about what his sister might have said, and for some reason, it didn't scare him.

After Deana and Evan left, Rebecca stripped and stood in front of the mirror, holding her pussy. It was the same pose she had taken the morning after she and Deana crossed the invisible line that had kept them from doing what they both secretly wanted. They had spent the night together, making love, then Evan came to get Deana, and Rebecca imagined the best of both worlds, a threesome with twins. As impossible as it seemed, the way Deana told the story about Evan's dick getting hard under her foot, made Rebecca think it might be possible. With a little planning, some subtle hints, and a few sexual innuendos, maybe.

That day, the nasty fantasy about Evan fucking Deana, was enough to get Rebecca off, but she wanted more. She wanted Deana, a friend with benefits, but she liked dick, too, and she wanted Evan's dick. And, fucking twins would be out of this world crazy exciting.

When Evan grabbed and felt up his sister's ass in the school parking lot under the pretense of judging who had the best butt, Rebecca thought her plan might have merit. When they agreed to kiss in front of her, she felt her stomach tumble. The sight of the twins kissing set her mind on fire. Then, as if all the planets lined up in favor of her desires, the twins were lost in each other. Their breathing turned to pants and gasps. Rebecca heard the passion from their lips and tongues and saw the urgency in their groping hands. They were on fire, too, ready to rip each other's clothes off and fuck, and that was enough to make Rebecca cum.

After, she made Evan sweat and lick his lips while she spread her legs behind Deana's seat, showing off her wet pussy. That was when she was sure it would happen; Deana would let her brother fuck her, and Rebecca knew she could get him to fuck her, too. Still, that wasn't enough. She wanted more.

A lot had changed since the day Rebecca left the juicy evidence of her lust on Evan's backseat. She still wouldn't label her sexuality, but she had fallen deeply in love with the tall, olive-skinned Italian giri. She loved Deana so much it hurt when the girl left, she thought of her while they were apart, and even though she had orchestrated it, swore it didn't bother her and promised never to be jealous, Rebecca fought tears whenever Deana talked about making love with Evan. It wasn't the sex that made her jealous, not really. They lived together, shared everything, even each other's feelings, and sometimes they saw each other's thoughts. Their love connection seemed to supersede anything possible in a normal relationship. That's what Rebecca was jealous of, and why Deana's gift was the most meaningful birthday present Rebecca would ever receive. She'd remember it until the day she died.

Deana had given her the most precious, beautiful, and powerful thing she had. The love the twins' shared poured into her while Evan orgasmed. Sperm blasting her cervix should have caused a panic, but it didn't because Rebecca had been the center of a love sandwich, sharing the one person Deana loved more than her. She grinned at herself in the mirror and crossed her legs, and tightened her thighs on any chance of Evan's cum escaping.

When Evan and Deana got home, she waited for him at the bottom of the porch steps and said, "If Mom happens to be in the kitchen, do something to distract her so I can get to my room."

Evan grinned at the pink crowns swelling under Deana's Georgia Peaches T-shirt. "I thought you weren't worried about Mom?"

"I'm not worried, but I'd rather not entice her with my sexy body," Deana said. "Not today." She took the first two steps in one stride and leaned forward until the smiley face creases under the bubbles of her butt showed. "Oops."

"You're lucky we just did it," he said and caught up to her.

Deana slinked up against him like an affectionate cat. "Why am I lucky?"

"Because if we hadn't, Mom seeing your scantily clad body would be the least of your worries."

"Mm, you're right," Deana said and reached between his legs,