Potential - Book Five
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Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Explores a teenage boy's complex coming-of-age journey entangled with family dynamics, including incestuous encounters. The narrative delves into erotic scenarios and explores Evan’s relationships with various females. Secrets unfold as Evan navigates his desires and confronts evolving family revelations. The text describes intimate moments, emotional turmoil, all hinting at deeper family issues.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
“For making me think I wasn’t special ... as special as them,” Gloria said. “And now for making me love you even more.”
“You have no idea how special you are ... have always been to me. I love, have always loved you.” Evan thought about all the pictures and Candy’s stomach, and how Gloria had turned into the young version of the Candy he loved as a little boy. How could Gloria not be special to him?
“Maybe one day you can prove it by putting that ring on my other hand.”
If that were only possible, Evan thought. “Maybe, but for now how about I wash you and give you a massage or something?”
“Probably a good idea,” Gloria said. “I can’t imagine somebody wouldn’t notice a wedding band on my hand.”
There was a good possibility people were going to notice Evan acting lovestruck even before they made love.
After the shower, as Evan massaged his way down Gloria’s naked body, he got a text from Cindy that should have upset him, but it only mildly disappointed him because he had an idea. He texted Candy: Mom, I’m taking Gloria out for dinner. Okay?
Candy: Sure, but what about racing?
Evan: Never said I was going, but Cindy said it’s a washout.
Candy: Okay. Have fun. Check with Deana while you’re out. She needs a ride home later.
Evan: Okay. Want anything?
Candy: No thanks.
Gloria cleared her throat. “You planning on finishing?”
“Actually, I’m gonna take you out.”
“Like on a date?”
That was exactly how it felt to Evan. “If you want to think of it that way, sure. What do you want for dinner?”
“Can we go to the movies?”
The movies, Evan thought. He had been fucking five different girls, but hadn’t taken a girl to the movies since Stacy moved away. “If there is something good playing and you’re not worried about being seen at the theater with your brother.”
“I’ll check, and I’m not worried,” Gloria said and hopped off the bed. “I’ll get dressed. You should too.”
“Smartass.” Evan slapped Gloria’s butt. “You going to at least wrap a towel around you?”
“No, but you should hang them up so Mom doesn’t get upset.” Gloria dashed out of the room and thundered down his stairs. Nude or not, their father would yell something about walking like cavemen. Fuck him, Evan thought.
The physical exertion she focused on each kick and stroke, pushing her naked body through the water, was supposed to keep Darlene from thinking too much. It hadn’t worked so far. She crossed the pool, over and over, playing and replaying the events of the previous night. Gloria had been so persistent, and against her better judgment, Darlene agreed to go, but only if Becky came too.
Parties weren’t Darlene’s thing. You had to have friends for that, and Style was the only person Darlene considered a friend. That was until Gloria came along. For the first time since she was a little girl, Darlene had let herself really care about someone. Gloria was supposed to have been a path to finding out about her mother. Loving the cute, sexy, troubled blonde girl had never been considered. Talk about setting myself up to be hurt, Darlene thought and kicked harder.
The party had been a good time after all. Kimmy was so horny and ready to be had, and Darlene took great pleasure in setting the bar very high for any of Kimmy’s future fucks. Becky made the whole thing more fun, pushing the limits of Deana’s game. Becky would have started an orgy if Deana hadn’t kept her in check. That wasn’t really Darlene’s style, but a threesome with Jason and Becky while Deana’s friends watched would have been hot.
Evan surprised Darlene when he said they shouldn’t fuck even though Gloria had given him the green light. Darlene would have enjoyed it, but she was glad he proved his love for Gloria. It almost made her feel bad for always giving him such a hard time. He was a decent guy.
The other tumbler, Ann, would have gotten her ass kicked for hurting Deana if not for what happened behind the couch. Darlene had seen through Ann’s overly aggressive resistance about kissing another girl. The expression on Ann’s face said I’m terrified of my true desires. The prudish gymnast was desperately in need of a proper orgasm, and right there in front of all the people Ann didn’t want to know what kind of girl she was, Darlene stuffed two fingers in Ann’s tight pussy. She was hot, wet, and ready, and Darlene handily provided a climax that wouldn’t soon be forgotten. The best part of it was the expression on Evan’s face. He had been torn between wanting to punch Ann and wanting to fuck her, but once he saw how Darlene was handling it, Evan went upstairs to beat off. Well, that’s what he thought he’d be doing, except Becky winked and followed after him. Of course, Becky told Darlene about the spanking and how hard Evan fucked her. Like Darlene hadn’t seen that when the girl came back to the basement, walking funny.
Everything considered, Darlene was glad she went, but she was glad she hadn’t let Gloria talk her into spending the night. Sharing a bed with Gloria, in the same house with Candy, after the encounter they had in the living room, would have been too much. Darlene didn’t need to ask; it had been obvious when Darlene walked into the house. The woman turned white and almost puked. Still, Darlene needed to know if Candy would lie, and if not, she wanted to hear Candy say, Yes, Aunt Sally is your mother.
There was no number high enough to express how many times Darlene had imagined her mother. At times, the woman was a good, loving person who didn’t have any money. She had wanted a better life for her daughter, so she gave her baby away, hoping someone would make that happen. Even though it didn’t work out that way, Darlene found it harder to hate such a person.
Other times, Darlene imagined her mother was a drug addict who didn’t want the responsibility of a child and never thought about it after abandoning her. It was easy to hate somebody like that and accept the way things turned out. It wasn’t like she would have had a great life with a drug addict woman caring for her.
Maybe her mother was a rich bitch who got knocked up? The lady couldn’t be bothered or didn’t want a kid to hold her back, or cramp her lifestyle, or bring shame to the family name, but she didn’t have the balls to have an abortion. After all, she hadn’t done anything wrong, and the kid should be grateful she didn’t kill it. It was very easy to hate that imaginary mother.
If she had been left on the doorstep of a rich family by someone fleeing the country to avoid getting whacked by the Mafia or arrested, Darlene could understand that. It wouldn’t matter then if Darlene knew her history because she would have a good life with people who cared about her.
In all the years of thinking, wondering, and imagining different scenarios, Darlene had never imagined herself loving a girl whose Aunt Sally was her mother. In Darlene’s wildest dreams, her mother had never been the kind of lady who swam naked the way Darlene did. Sally let Gloria skinny dip while she and Candy sat outside nude, talking. Sally’s sister was Candy, and Candy was a wonderful, awesome, sexy mother. Why hadn’t Sally at least given her to Candy?
In the movies, there is always an explanation, and whether good, bad, or indifferent, a reunion happens after the kid first rejects the returning parent. The mom or dad always suffers for a while, regretting all the years they had missed out on, but eventually, the kid forgives them and they live happily ever after or some shit like that.