“What? Wait, her car is here, and how do you know?”
“Somebody else was here, a woman, and Mom’s keys aren’t on the hook,” Deana said.
Somebody else was here, a woman, Evan thought, and it’s not Deana, so who could Candy be in love with? His sister’s badonkadonk swung seductively as she walked away. The girl got more beautiful and sexy every day. “Why do you think Mom knows?”
“She gave me the pill,” Deana said and turned the corner. “And I wasn’t lying.”
Evan stood there with his mouth open while his brain played his sister’s words in a loop, “woman, pill, keys, lying, gave me the pill,” trying to unscramble them and find something that made sense. It didn’t work, so he took off with his cock and balls bouncing around outside his shorts.
When Evan opened the bathroom door, Deana smiled. She was sitting on the counter, and he felt it right away. His sister was physically, mentally, and emotionally in the exact position as the day he took her virginity. She spread her knees, extended her arm, and beckoned him with a finger. Evan went to her, held Deana’s face between his hands, tilted her head back, and kissed her. The fear he felt the first time washed over him. If he were standing in front of Deana in the past, Evan knew he wouldn’t change a thing. They had been together since their time inside their mother’s womb. It had been love times three until Sandra’s death, then an enormous void opened. They both felt it like a black hole drawing them toward each other. When they made love, joining their physical bodies, and experienced bliss together, it was almost as good as having their mother back.
The twins sucked air from each other’s mouth when Evan pushed into Deana as if for the first time. She stared into his eyes and said, “I don’t think I can live without you.”
He lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around him. “Mm, you won’t have to.” He arched backward and buried himself inside his sister. She winced as she always did when his dick hit her limit.
Deana tightened her arms and legs. “No, I mean this, Evan, I can’t imagine a day when you can’t be in me like this. I feel safe and whole and a love that makes everything right, but—”
“Shh, no buts,” he said. “I’ll always be here for you, but Rebecca—”
“She’ll share.” Deana grinned. “She has wanted both of us for a long time,” Deana said and spurred her heels into his ass. “Don’t tell her I know.”
“Ah, ah, do you know everything?” He rested Deana’s ass on the counter and slowly stroked in and out.
“Mm, yes, oh yes, I know you’re about to make me cum. Don’t stop, don’t stop, no matter what.” She leaned back and lifted her legs, resting her calves on his shoulders.
He dipped down and drove upward into his sister, over and over. It didn’t matter anymore who knew because it didn’t feel wrong. He loved Deana the same way she loved him, and they had to have each other, that’s just how it was.
“Mm, yes, yes, cum in me, Evan, ahhh, yes, fill me, fill me with you.”
That was precisely what Evan did. For the second time in less than an hour, he emptied his balls deep inside his sister. There wasn’t anything in his world that felt better than when they came together. It seemed like his whole body smiled.
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Sally told Candy she wasn’t ready to meet Evan, so the two women had quietly gone to Candy’s room. The cloning of John’s hard drive and some other stuff that Candy didn’t understand was done, and Sally stashed the cables and thumb drives in her bag and blew out a long breath. “Phew, that’s done. I’ll work on the videos at home.”
“Okay, good, that’s great, we’re done,” Candy said.
“I still need to look at your computer.”
“It doesn’t record.” Her face got warm, and her palms moistened. “It just pops up if somebody comes.”
“Candy, relax. I already know,” Sally said. “I’m assuming you didn’t get rid of that other thing, right?”
“I guess I haven’t changed much if you still know me so well.”
“I’m in no position to judge anybody,” Sally said.
“Okay, good.” What did her sister want then? The videos suddenly felt like family heirlooms or baby pictures that she never wanted to lose. “You’re not gonna delete them?”
“No, not now, just show me how it works.”
“Oh, okay, but are you gonna watch them?”
“I need to see the software, see if it will work, that’s all,” Sally said.
Candy didn’t understand or like the idea, but she unlocked the computer, showed Sally the program she used, and stepped aside. Her sister tipped the desktop computer forward, examined the back, said, “Okay,” and grabbed the mouse.
Both women gasped at the sight of Evan thrusting hard into Deana’s body. “Oh, God, Sally,” Candy reached for the mouse, “I should stop them.”
Sally pushed her hand away. “Why, because I’m here?”
“No, yes, I guess, I don’t know.”
“I wanna watch. She’s beautiful, so fuckin’ beautiful,” Sally said. “She’s, ah, she looks just like Sandy.” Sally wiped her eyes.
And like Cindy, Candy thought, wishing Cindy would return her calls. “She does . . . a little more every day.” Had Sally loved Sandra the same way she loved Cindy?
Neither spoke or looked at the other until Evan finished inside his sister, and the young lovers slipped behind the shower curtain. Candy turned to Sally and thought, at least she’s flushed and panting, too. Though that didn’t mean Sally’s panties were soaking wet. What do you say after watching your kids fuck, Candy wondered? “Sally.”
“Shh, don’t, Candy, don’t say anything,” Sally said. “Let me catch my breath.”
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In the shower, Evan watched Deana close her eyes and tip her head back under the water. His sister had set the bar miles above what he imagined any other lover could reach. The water cascading down her smooth skin, over the hills of her breasts and down those long legs, made his knees weak. He filled his palm with shampoo and waited for Deana to open her eyes. “Let me.”
Deana turned and tilted her head back, allowing the black cloak to reach her butt. He put his hands on Deana’s head. It was strange lathering someone else’s hair, but the soft sounds coming from his sister told Evan she was enjoying it. Suds dripped on her shoulders and slid down her arms. He collected the hair in the center of Deana’s back and did his best to work the soap through all of it. The white lather glided over and funneled between the globes of his sister’s ass.
“Leave my butt alone and finish my hair,” Deana said.
“Stop reading my mind.”
“No need to read your mind, I know you.”
He laughed and got busy stroking the shampoo through Deana’s hair. “How can you live with that thing?” he asked. “I’d never be able to stop touching it.”
“I’d ask you the same thing about your dick,” Deana said, “but I already know you can’t keep your hands off of it.”
“Smartass, you seemed to have that problem too,” Evan said. “What’s going on? First, in the car, then in the bathroom. Were you recreating our firsts?”
“I guess it was kinda like that, but that wasn’t my plan.” Deana rinsed her hair and faced him again. “We said we’d make the most of this last week, and what happened made me so horny. Every time you pushed into Rebecca, I knew how good it was supposed to feel, and my body kind of felt it, the thumps vibrated into me, but it didn’t measure up to the real thing. I don’t think I have ever been so turned on or wanted you more. I couldn’t wait to have you, but I didn’t want to do it in front of Rebecca, not yet.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know, um, I can’t explain it,” Deana said. “Maybe it’s still too special, too . . . our thing. Does that make me selfish?”
He pulled Deana against his soapy body. “No, I don’t think so. You shared your love for me with Rebecca and the love you have for her with me. How could that be selfish?”
“God, if I wasn’t sore, I’d make you fuck me again.”
“What makes you think I could even do it?” Evan released Deana and looked down. “You might have killed it.”
The sight of Deana’s elegant fingers collecting and washing his cock and balls gave Evan a mental boner regardless of what was happening on the outside. “If you make it work, you better be prepared to let me use it.”
“No, better not.” Deana stopped. “Not yet. Come on; we should get out. You go upstairs first, then I’ll go to my room.”
“Huh?”
“Mom’s home. Didn’t you hear her?”
“Oh, I guess I did when the door was open, and we were,” He raised his brows. “You didn’t seem to care then, so why bother pretending now?”
“Evan, I didn’t say she definitely knows, or that she’d be okay with us walking around naked or having sex on the kitchen table, or in her bed or—”
“Stop!” Evan turned off the water. “Talk like that is a sure-fire way to get yourself sorer.”
“Well, just remember, Mom’s off-limits, so if you can’t control yourself, I’m here for you.”
“Oh, shit, you made me forget,” Evan said and handed Deana a towel. “Mom gave you the pill?” Deana nodded while drying her hair. “Why would she do that when she knows you can’t date and that you’re with Rebecca?”
Deana shrugged. “I told you, she might know.”
“She can’t. We’ve been careful. What about her? Did she give you her pills?”
Deana opened her eyes wide. “Oh my God, did you cum in her?”
“Like fifty times! Or it seems like that now that you’re taking her pills.”
His sister started cracking up. “God, I love fucking with you. Do you really think Mom would give me her birth control while she’s having sex with you? Seriously?”
“I guess not, but still, Mom gave you birth control.” For the first time in weeks, Evan pictured Candy being choked against the wall. What the hell would he do to Candy if he knew she put Deana on birth control? Evan kept his thoughts to himself and left the bathroom, furious about their father coming home and ruining everything.
Twenty minutes later, Deana didn’t need the old floor to creak. A tingle of energy lifted the hairs on the nape of her neck and continued down her spine. Someone was in her room, watching her. She leaned over and put her fingers on the keyboard. The white dress shirt she stole from Evan’s closet tickled her butt as it inched up. She tightened her muscles and smirked, knowing the creases below her cheeks would be visible. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, “Testing, can you see?”
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