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Squeezing the Charmin
tooted his horn in front of Rebecca's house, then started pressing
the station preset buttons looking for a good song. He was surprised
to see his sister running to the car. She normally made him wait and
she never ran.
Deana said, and slammed the door. "Heat!" She slid the
temperature control to the red and spun the blower knob to full
looked at his sister with his brows lifted. She was barefoot, wearing
a sleeveless shirt and short—shorts. "Why didn't you put
more on?" He closed his vent.
supposed to be warm." She hugged her legs to her chest. "So
much for global warming."
jeez." He sighed and started driving.
Deana hadn't said anything for a couple of minutes he looked at her.
She glanced his way, then went back to staring out the window. "So,"
he said, "is she a good kisser?"
head snapped towards him. "What," she said.
making out," he said, "how was it?"
are you talking about?" Deana said.
play dumb," he said. "I want to hear about that kiss."
put her chin in her palm, closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. "We
got naked, then spent the night in bed together."
but we put on our PJs first, Perv."
two really share a bed?" he said.
you and Jason don't share?"
not gonna happen."
you think I should make out with Rebecca and you're a homophobe?"
Tiger," Evan said, and gave her that what just happened look.
just saying, it's a double standard."
he said, taking a long thought searching paused, "Jason, ah, his
bed sucks, too small and lumpy. The cot is better. His camping cot."
you kiss him to shock me?"
felt his face going from one shade of pale to another, and he knew
his sister already knew the answer. Before he could say anything, she
said, "See, it is a double standard. You perverts think we
should go down on each other so you can beat off, but you're afraid
to even see each other naked."
maybe you should tell me what's really bothering you?"
you rub my foot, please?"
she said, and sighed.
waited until his hand was working before she spoke. "What would
you think of me if I told you I used my tongue, for real?"
what dah-yah mean?" Jeez, and he was going to ask her for help.
know, what would you think if I really French kissed Rebecca and, ah,
and enjoyed it? Would you think I was bad?"
are you really asking me, Dee?"
love the way you say, Dee."
fact that his sister teared up because he called her Dee made him
think of all the hurt that they had seen each other through, back
when calling her Dee was common, after their mother had been killed.
Something serious was going on. “Tell me what's going on.”
ah, I did it, I did, I think I did." She gasped. "I didn't
mean it... Didn't mean for it to, ah, to happen. I never, um, never
would, never would have planned it. You know, planned to—But
what if I liked it?"
brain searched for words but after two seconds his sister continued,
"You think I'm bad... You think I'm a lesbian and I'll burn in
hell, don't you?"
don't think anything," he lied. He was really thinking a
thousand things, particularly about how he felt after seeing Jason in
the woods. He couldn't possibly tell his sister about that, but
hadn't he thought he might be gay because of how excited he'd gotten?
you don't even care if I might be queer?"
putting words in my mouth," he said, and turned sharply onto the
dirt road that ran parallel to the rail road tracks. When the car was
stopped he continued, "How come you think a kiss makes you gay?"
ah, I can't stop thinking about it," Deana said.
he said. "I bet if I kissed Rebecca I would still be thinking
about it too."
her and die," his sister snapped. "What if I'm a lesbian?"
still love you, and rub your feet, but you might be doing that
overreacting thing that you sometimes do. A kiss, even enjoying a
kiss, doesn't make someone turn gay. If we kiss, I think you'd be
thinking about it for a long time. That wouldn't make me any less
stared at him for a few seconds, then said, "What did you do
with my brother? Whoever you are, you're way too smart, caring, and
logical, to be that pervert, Evan."
thought it was probably more of a compliment then an insult, so he
didn't protest. Deana leaned over to kiss his cheek, but he turned
and met her lips with his, and to make sure she got the point, he
tilted his head and laid one on her.
sister fell back onto her seat like a punctured balloon giving up its
last burst of air. She said, "Evan."
he said, with a grin, "it worked, you forgot all about the
tumbler." He started driving, hoping the awkwardness would fade.
sister put her foot back in his lap, then said, "Don't take this
the wrong way, but that was gross."
you cut me deep."
didn't say you don't kiss good, but it was—"
worry," he said, "it doesn't make us incestors, and I made
my point. Didn't I? Don't trip about how something makes you feel.
Make out with Rebecca all you want if that's what you wanta do."
I think you helped me," Deana said. “Oh, and you know you
can't ever mention this to anyone, especially not Rebecca.”
to help," he said, "and don't worry, I'll never mention
it." He squeezed her foot. "Now maybe you can help me?"
raised her left brow in a high arch. "If it has anything to do
with girls, I'm sure that I can."
I guess it does," he said. "Do you think Gloria takes
advantage of me?"
course she does," Deana said, with a large grin. "She has
you wrapped around her finger. Is that a bad thing?"
don't know. Dad says it is, and she's been acting different. Maybe
she's too old for us to still be the way we always were."
worry about dad. He wanted boys and she's not his, so he doesn't
treat her the same. She needs you." Deana squished her lips to
the side and squinted one eye before she asked, "You do know she
has a crush on you, right?"
He said. "She's my sister, besides she still thinks boys are
Brother, open your eyes. She's long past thinking boys are gross and
too in love to worry about whether or not her mother is married to
great," he said. "What am I supposed to do? She still
thinks she can get in bed with me if she has a dream."
Deana said. "Just keep treating her like a little sister and
eventually she'll grow out of it or meet a boy who makes her forget
idea of Gloria and a boy disturbed him, as much as her forgetting
him, but he moved on. "Does mom seemed different?"
do you mean?" Deana said.
thought, like she knows I had my boner against her back and looked at
her pussy, but said, "It's hard to explain. Different, somehow.”
don't think so, but I'll let you know if I see anything."
dropped Deana off at their house and headed for Jason's.
Deana was gone, Rebecca stood in front of her mirror, naked, holding
her crotch. She relived the moment Deana's tongue first touched her
and it caused her vagina to moisten. She had wanted it for a long
time, but she didn't know how to make it happen. One wrong move and
their friendship could have been destroyed. She couldn't chance that.
Deana had always been her BFF and she needed her, she loved her.
Deana started that fake kiss, Rebecca seized the moment. Obviously,
the sexual tension between them hadn't been in her imagination
because it only took the slightest poke of her wet tongue tip to
change the kiss. Deana's tongue met hers between their lips and she
sucked it into her mouth. In the end, Deana thought she had been the
one who went too far. The truth was, they were both guilty.
knew she wasn't a lesbian because she liked boys too much, especially
Evan, but what happened with Deana was the most beautiful, sensual
and erotic thing she'd ever done. She must like girls too.
about Evan's dick had unleashed her mind to explore her wildest
fantasies. It wouldn't be easy, but something about the look in
Deana's eyes when she talked about Evan's erection under her foot,
made Rebecca think there was a slim chance it could happen. She had
no idea how, but there was at least the potential for her to have the
best of both worlds, Deana and Evan.
Evan was sitting on Jason's couch, he was sorry he told Jason on
the phone that he needed to talk, but he made his confession anyway.
stood quickly, took a breath, then
fell back next to him. “Dude,” he said, “are you
would I make something like that up,” Evan snapped.
Jason said. “Man, wow, you saw your mom's pussy and came on
your sister in the same day? That's epic.”
don't say it like that.” He rubbed his head with both hands.
“It wasn't her pussy, just her panties and it's not like I
wanted to cum. Shit, what am I going to do?”
did Gloria like it?”
it?” he said. “I didn't ask her. She didn't seem to
notice and she didn't say anything even when I drove her to the ball
stood up again and turned in a circle. “That's good, she
doesn't know, and your mom was sleeping while you peeked between her
legs,” he said, and pressed his thumb into his chin. “You've
got nothing to worry about? I can't believe you blew a load on
Gloria. Did it feel good?”
it, how should I know,” Evan said. “This isn't some
porno, it was my sister. I spooged on my sister.”
least you didn't cum on her pussy.” Jason sat down again. “She
is a miniature version of Candy, so I can see why you'd want to.”
up, I didn't want to! I was sleeping.” Evan sighed. His friend
seemed thrilled about the whole thing.
don't see why you're tripping. Gloria didn't say anything. It's not
like you fucked her,” Jason said. “Imagine you'd stuck it
in her while—”
Evan said, “I didn't even think about that. What if I had?”
don't see you shoving your dick through her clothes.”
wouldn't have had to,” he said.
you saying your sister gets naked and sleeps with you?” Jason
said. “Wow, that's gotta be almost like getting naked with your
no it's not. She's my little sister.” Evan stood up and stared
at his friend. “She had a shirt on...no underpants.”
and have you looked at her lately. She's got a hellofa body already,”
Jason said. “She must want it if she got naked in your bed.
She's old enough.”
twisted,” Evan said. “You act like this shit is normal. I
got a boner for my mom and I came on my sister. Those aren't good
things.” He didn't dare mention what happened with Deana.
told you,” Jason said, “if you're spooging in her
underwear, you must want to fuck her, or at least let her blow you.
If I was you, I would.”
not me, and if you were, you wouldn't see it that way. When it's
really your sister and your mom, it's not the same. I could imagine
doing your mom, but not mine.”
mom doesn't have amazing tits like yours,” Jason said. “Beside,
you knew Candy when she wasn't your mommy.”
considered telling Jason about the time he slept over and
accidentally walked in on his mom when she was sitting naked on the
toilet. He was twelve then and could still picture the brown mass of
hair between her legs and the way her heavy breasts hung so her giant
nipples touched her thighs. “Your mom is pretty hot, like a
sexy librarian, but a sister is a sister, and that's incest.”
Gloria,” Jason said, “and you know what they say, incest
is best. That's what makes it so exciting.”
isn't old enough and who says that anyway. You wouldn't dare do your
said, “I'd do Gloria. It'd almost be like doing her mother,
which would be like going to heaven.” He stretched his neck and
looked around the corner before adding, “I'd least get head.”
how his mom made him feel and kissing Deana, he really wanted to
believe Jason would do something with Becky so he wouldn't feel so
guilty about his desires, but Jason was just talking, he'd never fool
around with his sister. Nobody really did that. “No, there's
noway you'd do it,” Evan said, and got up. “I gotta go.”
Sunday afternoon, Evan was laying on his bed, while his brain ate
itself alive with thoughts. It made him mad that he couldn't turn
them off to do his homework. Jason's matter of fact attitude about
everything that had happened hadn't helped at all. There was way too
much weird going on. Why the hell had he French kissed Deana?
call from Cindy had given him even more to go nuts thinking about.
She told him to get his dad's okay and he could race Dale's car. He
didn't tell Cindy what his father had already said because that would
make it official. He'd make one more attempt because that would be
better than accepting the truth.
yelled from the bottom of the stairs, “Dad’s home,”
but he continued to lay on his bed until his dad’s voice
thundered, “Evan, dinner.”
smell of baked chicken intensified as he approached the kitchen. He
turned the corner then stopped. His mom was filling a serving bowl,
Deana and Gloria were already seated at the table with his father,
and the room started shrinking. Was the house big enough for him and
Candy. Why couldn't she smell like a boy’s locker room or have
a fat ass with moon craters? He looked at Deana trying not to notice
her lips, but that had been impossible since he'd felt them against
his own. How could anything that was supposed to be gross feel so
good? Kissing her should have been like accidentally eating a dog
turd. Isn't that the way it was supposed to be with mothers and
sisters? Wasn't there some genetic law that was supposed to make them
ugly? If there wasn't, it would be torture being under the same roof
with them while hormones raged.
looked at Gloria for a sign, but she smiled the same way she always
did. “She's too in love to care if your father is married to
her mother.” Why did Deana have to say that?
dad,” he said, and walk towards his mom. “Finals,
studying for finals is a killer.”
to hear you’re studying,” his dad said. “Keep it up
or you'll be walking everywhere this summer.”
ignored the threat and rubbed Candy's back, even though he never
touched her in front of his father. “Need help?”
Honey,” she said. “Get the biscuits out of the oven for
smile slammed him in the face with Friday’s memories. “Sure,”
he said, and almost grabbed the biscuits without oven-mitts.
ate like the world hadn't been tipped off its axis, but he flicked
his fried okra and jabbed at his chicken quarter without intent. “How
was your trip?” he asked, even though he didn’t care.
productive,” his dad said, and continued carving meat off the
bones of his chicken. “There’s a big production facility
coming online in China, and I’ll have to be there for the start
nodded his head without really listening to the details. All he
wanted to hear was the when of the trip. If his father was gone for a
few weeks, he could prove himself as a race car driver while he was
gone, then his father would have to let him continue racing. He
almost got a boner thinking about it. Other than sex, there wasn't
anything that came close to the feel of eight-hundred ponies
thrusting you down a straightaway faster than you can make the turn
at the other end. He stuff his mouth and smiled at Gloria. He
wouldn't have to endure another dream crushing blow from his father,
night, Evan called Cindy and told her to set up a meeting with
Dale Davis during the week. Youth was wonderful, it granted it's
members the ability to forget all their troubles as long as there was
something positive to hope for, regardless of the potential for chaos
and harm. He closed his chemistry book with a thud and started down
stairs for a snack.
hallway air was moist with leftover shower steam, and it smelled like
Deana's shampoo. Her bedroom door was ajar but he didn’t look
in. Gloria’s door was closed and there wasn't any light showing
under it. She was asleep, like she should be, in her own bed. He
swung the corner into the kitchen and caught himself using the wall.
I guess mom is right, he thought, those were his hand prints.
was at the sink and hadn't heard him. The white towel on her head
made her look top heavy. Unable to resist, he approached in stealth
mode and grabbed her, pressing her against the counter. “Ha!”
shuddered and did a pathetic fear dance. “Damn it!” she
hissed. “Damn it, Evan, you jackass.”
lucky,” he said. She smelled fresh like a field of flowers.
she said, “lucky you scared the hell out of me?”
lucky I didn’t yank your towel off like I used to do.”
would have been better than giving me a heart attack.”
he said, “you'd rather I see you naked than scare you?”
didn't say that. I was talking about the towel on my head,” she
said. “You're the pervert who wants to see me naked.”
had she suddenly flipped it to make him the bad guy? “It might
teach you a lesson,” he said.
stared awkwardly at him, then finally said, “If you didn't have
a dirty mind, it wouldn't matter what I wore around here!”
she right or was he still feeling the effects of that kiss? He
changed the subject, “Hey, Brainiac,I need your help studying
for my social studies final.”
not as smart as you think I am,” Deana said.
get straight A's.”
because I pay attention, instead of fantasizing about having sex with
my teacher.” She flashed her all knowing smirk.
suppose you're right,” he said, “but I still need your
sure we can work something out,” she said, and walked away.
watched her hips swing side to side. Was she trying to look
seductive? No, not Deana, he thought, it had to be him, he was the
one who sniffed her underwear. That had to stop.
laid on her bed watching John through the partially open bathroom
door. He was naked, brushing his teeth. His muscled, six-four body
was still intimidating after all these years. She’d known him
most of her life. At twelve, she became the babysitter. Evan and
Deana were babies then, but now, Deana looked so much like her
mother, Sandra that it was scary, and Evan wasn't her Little-man
was younger than John, and the most beautiful woman Candy had ever
known. She was wise and easy to talk to, so Candy told her all the
things she couldn't talk to her parents about. Other than herself and
the father, only her sister, Sally and Sandra knew who Gloria's
father was. She loved Sandra like a big sister, the same way she
loved Sally, before things went wrong. “Thirteen and knocked
up,” her mother screamed. “I told you all that curiosity
would get you in trouble. Whose is it?” Candy never told.
was fourteen when Gloria was born. Her parents, Sally and her
brother, Bobby insisted she, “Do the right thing,” but
she refused to give Gloria up for adoption like Sally had done with
her baby. The teenager she had been, with all the fantasies, hopes
and dreams, was gone. She was Mommy to Gloria, and Sandra became her
mentor, and the one to suggest she move in and become their full time
she flirted, but John was the adult; he should have discouraged her,
not taken advantage of her curious nature. One night, while Sandra
was home, John came into her room, the very room Gloria now called
her own, and he fucked her. That's how she saw it now, even though
John’s giant arms used to give her comfort and courage and
confidence, now she said, “He fucked her.”
Sandra was killed in a car accident, John was a single father, she
was a teenage drop-out with a baby, living in his house. He told her
people would talk, he laid it out like a business deal, she should
marry him or move out. Now, he owned her.
came out of the bathroom and approached the bed. She'd stopped taking
the pill six months ago, hoping if they had a child of their own, he
would love her the way he used to. He didn't want anymore kids. He
said three was enough. That was easy for him to say, he had his two
kids, his business and his friends. What did she have other than
climbed on the bed and the mountain of a man, who had made her feel
alive as a girl, covered her like dirt on her coffin. Why now, after
six months, why now?
had the vibe of the day before a long holiday break, which was like a
Friday on steroids, yet the excitement was subdued and emotions were
all over the place. Freshmen saw an end to their peon status, and
sophomores had found their rhythm, their clique, and the hope of
better days ahead. Juniors had been in the que for eleven years, and
now they could finally move up to the top of the totem pole. Seniors
saw their future in front of them, feeling the remorse of closure,
the excitement of greater things ahead and the pressure to succeed.
Of course, everything hinged on the finals, and Evan couldn't get his
mind on school, even with the added pressure of not having a car all
summer. His lunch tray slipped and splashed slop onto the table.
don't waste it,” Jason said.
shook his head. “In a week and a half we won't be eating this
gonna miss it,” Jason said.
beginning to wonder if you're even human.”
shrugged, and said, “So, what's going on?”
going to race,” he said, instantly feeling the crushing weight
of his plan. “My dad's going to China and I'm going to race.
Cindy's gonna set it up, but nobody can know, not even Deana or
Gloria, so don't let it slip.”
remember when your dad told you you couldn't go to the water park,
and we went anyway? Didn't he knock your head off and ground you for
he's in China, he won't find out,” Evan said, sounding more
confident than he felt. “Besides, it's worth the risk. It's a
great opportunity and if I do good, who knows, maybe I'll get to
drive Cindy's car when she goes to college. Uncle JC knows I'm a good
driver, he always tells me that.”
but that's go-carts and you haven't done that for awhile.”
you say you'd get head from your sister, but you're trying to talk me
that goes in the same category as the other thing we don't talk
about.” Jason looked around to see if anyone was staring at
them. “I'm not trying to talk you out of it, just checkin' to
see if you've thought it through. I'd hate to lose a friend.”
never find out. At least not until it's too late. Oh, we're going to
the races, first Saturday night of summer, to watch Cindy race, and
I'll get to see Dale's car run. I'm gonna stay over at your house, so
we need a cover story for your mom.”
I've finally rubbed off on you,” Jason said proudly. “Lies
and deception.” He did his best sinister laugh. “Soon,
who knows, maybe you'll do your sister.”
girl's room had cleared out, but Deana stayed in front of the
sink, looking in the mirror. “Will you hurry up,” she
done,” Rebecca said, and came out of the stall.
took long enough,” Deana said.
try changing your clothes in there. It ain't easy.”
couldn't you just change at 'nastics?” Deana said.
I don't know,” Rebecca said. “I guess I just wanted to
get it over with. Hey, why don't you ask Evan to stay with you at
stared at the little gymnast in her spandex, with her T-shirt knotted
at her side, exposing her belly. A nervousness crept up her spine.
Rebecca said, “are we okay? We really haven't talked about it.”
course,” she said, her fingers clenching. What had been the
most significant event in her life since her mother died had been
reduced to, “it”. This wasn't the time or place for them
to talk about it.
inched closer. “We haven't talked about what happened, and I
was afraid you might think—”
I don't,” she said. “It was good, everything's good.”
was good, great, but I hope I didn't give you the wrong idea,”
moved back until her ass was against the sink. Her mind scrambled to
figure out what her friend was trying to say. Does she think I'm a
lesbian and she isn't?
looked under the stall doors, then stepped forward. Deana recognized
the look in Rebecca's eyes and fear seized her. Her eyes went
frantically from Rebecca to the door and back. Rebecca's hands moved
to her hips and the look intensified. This can't happen, not here,
her logical mind told her, yet the lips of her vagina tingled and her
heart pounded against her chest. This is so dangerous, why am I
lips met and danger was a catalyst for passion. She sucked Rebecca's
tongue in and out of her hungry mouth. Her hands found the gymnast's
firm ass. How many time had she wondered what those tight ass muscles
felt like in that slippery material? “Ah, Reb, your ass, I love
no, you have the nicest ass in school,” Rebecca said, and
grabbed on with incredible force. “Mm...Mm.”
wrong, mine isn't rock hard like this thing.”
settle this later,” Rebecca said. “I'm glad we're good,
really glad.” She pressed her mouth to Deana's, and they kissed
hard with one eye on the door. If it swung open, there wouldn't be
anything they could do to make it not look like they were making out.
finally pulled her tongue back from Rebecca's sucking lips. “Come
on, let's go before my brother leaves us.” She wasn't exactly
sure what “good” meant, but making out in the school
bathroom with her best friend was exciting. Was that good?
parking lot was emptying quickly, and Evan waved to a car load of
stuck up cheerleaders. They didn't wave back. Jason was long gone, as
usual. He didn't have to wait for his sister. Why Becky rode the bus
was still a mystery to him. He wasn't buying her reason, “I
like to.” Nobody liked to ride the bus. Although, Becky wasn't
like anyone else he knew. Certainly not like his sister. Deana would
never play with herself in the living room while people were home. He
couldn't imagine her doing that at all.
had to play it cool when Deana got there or his mind reading sister
would know he was up to something. It wasn't that he didn't trust her
to keep his secret, he did, but he didn't want to implicate her in
his plan. The fewer people who knew, the better chance of nobody
finding out, was his logic. Jason needed to know because he would
provide an alibi and he wanted his best friend to be there when he
finally fulfilled his dream. He'd tell Cindy when it was too late for
her to tell him she wouldn't be apart of it, and then she'd have to
help him because she'd arranged it. He'd never done anything so
deceptive or dishonest. He was terrified.
Rebecca said, “you need to settle something for us.”
turned and all his aggravation about having to wait for them
evaporated. A lot had changed since the last time he'd seen the
tumbler in those black stretchy things. Was that her bush or was her
mound that thick? Her pants contoured to every dip, groove and valley
and he could see the outline of her pussy. Jeez.
he doesn't,” Deana protested.
he does,” Rebecca said, and forcefully turned Deana around.
“Who has a better ass? Give your honest opinion, nobody's
feelings will be hurt.”
looked right, left, right, left and said, “What!”
ass is nicer?” Rebecca said.
you high?” he said. This was a lose, lose situation for him.
“How should I know?”
a guy,” Rebecca said, “that's what you do, stare at
girl's butts. Just say what you think, whose ass would you rather
I'm going to kill you,” Deana said. “He's my brother.”
yeah, so what. You two spent nine months naked together inside your
was suddenly the meat in a girl sandwich. Rebecca had his hands and
then they were on their behinds. Kind of a win, win, possibly, except
for the fact that the Princess of Bubble-butt Heaven was his sister.
“This is weird,” he said, his hands tentatively feeling.
not Charmin, give them a good squeeze,” Rebecca said.
sister's resistance had seemed weak at best and now it was nil
considering he was touching her ass. “Fine,” he said, and
took full advantage of the opportunity, sure they'd quickly put a
stop to it. An image of Deana's panties popped into his mind and it
excited him to be holding onto what they covered. Deana's ass had
more cushion and more of a slope that tucked under and hooked into
her thighs. It was meaty, soft, yet solid at the core. She had more
than a handful and it felt good.
ass was smaller, solid with muscles and the groove between her cheeks
wasn't deep like his sister's. His finger traveled down, daring her
to make him stop. She didn't. That had to be her anus under the thin
layer of material. He kept going until he could have fingered her if
she was naked. She was hot and damp, and she sighed instead of
shoving his hand away.
right,” Deana said, and turned out of his hold. “I think
must have realized he was taking advantage of the tumbler. He
reluctantly removed his hand from Rebecca's ass. “Girls, I'm
afraid I can't come to a conclusion. Bikini bottoms might be required
to fully assess—”
about we just pull our pants down?” Rebecca said.
no,” Deana said.
do it,” Rebecca said.
sure you would. You're barely wearing anything as it is in those
pants. You exhibitionist. Even if he wasn't my brother, I'm not
showing my ass out here in public,” Deana said. “Now
let's go,” Evan said.
minutes later, he dropped the two girl's off at Miss Daphne's
gymnastics studio and promised to stay and watch next time. He said
he had too much studying to do and headed to his meeting with Cindy.
Evan drove away, Deana was still thinking about his hand on her butt.
She hadn't had a clear view, but based on his expression and the
movement of his arm, she was pretty sure he had explored every inch
of Rebecca's ass. Her emotions confused her. She was fearful that
they had opened a door that could harm her friendship with Rebecca,
but she was also jealous. Did she not want Evan touching her BFF's
ass or had she felt slighted by her brother? That was stupid.
slapped her behind, and said, “You still thinking about that
big hand groping your butt?”
wasn't, and it didn't prove anything,” she said. “It was
weird, though, letting my brother feel my butt.”
bet he's still thinking about your gorgeous padonkadonk. I know I
it,” she said.
few hours later, Evan walked in the back door and his mother was
setting the table. “Hi, Honey,” she said. “Did you
and Jason get any studying done, or did you play video games?”
course we did, study that is.” He did everything he could to
contain the excitement he felt about getting to race. That was as
long as his father was gone the weekend he was supposed to race
kissed his cheek and he looked down into the valley of cleavage that
shouldn't have been so exposed. He didn't care what Deana said, their
mother had changed. “Your sister needs you,” she said.
approached Deana's door like a chemistry final. One way or the other,
he wasn't going to like it. She either wanted to chastise him for
going to town on Rebecca's ass, or she wanted to know what kind of
pervert fondles his sister's ass in public, or both. He knocked and
waited for her to say, “Come in.”
was face down on her bed with one leg folded up. Her heel was
touching her butt. “Evan, thank god. I need your help. I got a
he said. “So how is that my problem?”
not, but if you expect me to help you pass your finals, then you
better get over here and start massaging my leg. And close the door.”
knelt on the bed and knee walked up to her foot. “What'd you
try some gymnastics?” He grabbed her ankle and pulled it away
from her butt.
easy, I'm hurt,” she said.
does it hurt?”
don't know exactly,” she said, and pointed in the general
direction of her inner thigh. “Start there and work your way
he thought. Considering where she wanted him to start, there wasn't
much up left. His hands hoovered above her leg. Skin is skin, he told
himself and put both hands on her thigh. His thumbs pressed into her
flesh and Deana groaned. Why did a girl's thigh feel different than
her shoulders or foot? Skin wasn't skin.
close, but go a little higher,” Deana said.
stared at the gym shorts that barely covered the globes of her ass.
He wished he hadn't touched her earlier because now he knew how good
her butt felt in his hand. It was only two inches away and Deana was
still coaching him to go higher. How much higher could he go? The
further he progressed the more sensual and warm her leg seemed. She
inch-wormed her body and her butt rose and fell. The lighter tone of
her cheek emerged from her shorts and the seductive joining of thigh
and butt taunted him.
now you're getting there. Keep going.”
I can't go much higher, that's your butt.”
you're worried about touching my butt, when I'm in need, but in the
school parking lot you didn't mind?” she said. “Just go a
little higher and pretend it's mom's shoulders.”
that would help. He felt like a blind man defusing a bomb. His thumbs
pressed deep into the warm, soft skin, and his penis acted like she
wasn't his sister. Did she expect him to continue past where her butt
cheek poked out from her shorts? She'd stop him if he wandered off
course, he thought, and continued.
fingers were wrapped around the inside and the outside of her thigh,
giving his thumbs leverage to dig deep into the back of her leg. They
inched upward, testing that line which marked the beginning of her
ass. His left hand would be in her crotch before his thumb was too
far under her shorts, so he decided that's when he would have to be
finished, or when she'd say, “Hey!”.
moaned into her pillow, then said, “That's it, keep doing
of his thumbs were completely inside her leg hole, forcing her shorts
upward. He could see the edge of her underwear next to his index
finger and he could feel the tight tendon that connected her inner
thigh to her groin. That's where her pussy started. He cursed his
dick for stiffening and tried to look away.
god, that's it,” she said. “Ahh, ah, yess, you got it.”
sounds, tempo of her words and her motions all made him very
uncomfortable. If he didn't know it was his sister, Deana, he would
have thought she might have been having an orgasm. Did she mean you
got it, and he should stop, or you got it, keep doing that where you
are. To be safe, and to get away from a very awkward situation, he
said, “Okay, glad I could help,” then he got off the bed
and turned towards the door to hide his evil erection. “I gotta
go. It's time for dinner, anyway.”
thank you,” she said. “You definitely earned some help
studying.” Deana rolled over and sat up. “You thought
Rebecca's butt was better? Tell the truth.”
can't,” he said, and left quickly. It honestly was a difficult
choice. They were both sexy in their own way, but the choice became
impossible if he was leaning towards his sister's. That would be
creepy, especially after that massage. It also might hurt his chance
of feeling the tumbler's again. If he played his cards right, he
might have the opportunity to fondle her in a bikini, right in front
of his sister. Damn his fucken porn brain.
night, Evan waited down stairs until he heard Deana finish her
shower. He had missed his after school relief because of his meeting
with Cindy and Dale; and after leaving Deana's room he didn't have
time before dinner, then they studied together. He stripped as soon
as he got in the bathroom. The air was still warm, steamy and smelled
like flowers. He opened the hamper and the panties he had seen
through the leg opening of Deana's shorts were right there on top. He
still didn't agree with Jason, he didn't want to fuck his sister, but
they weren't just underwear anymore.
laid the panties out on the counter with the back facing up and the
crotch hanging over the edge, then he got on his knees. There was
definitely a special place in hell for someone who lusted after an
other man's wife and his own sister's underwear. He couldn't help
himself, ever since he'd stared between her legs and massaged her
butt, it was all he could think about. He leaned forward like he'd
imagined earlier. The smell of Deana's crotch was stronger than
usual. His tongue shot out and sampled the cotton, while his hand
stroked his dick. Eating your sister out wasn't as bad as fucking
her, was it?
moist strip of material entered his mouth. He sucked hard on what had
covered Deana's pussy minutes ago. She was face down, ass up and his
nose was buried between her cheeks. He opened them and circled her
anus with the tip of his tongue. His girlfriend, Stacey loved to have
her ass licked while she fingered herself, and he imagined Deana
would also. His cum boiled inside his aching balls. They tightened
and he stood quickly, aiming his bulbous knob into the narrow strip
of underwear. He thrust forward and sprayed the back of his sister's
panties, then he flipped the crotch around and put the stained cotton
across his spurting slit.
he was done emptying his load, Evan sat down on the toilet lid. He
pretended to be asleep until Evan finished in the bathroom, then she
went to the bathroom without turning on a light. The fact that she
had conjured up such a plan was despicable, but there weren't words
in her vocabulary for what she was about to do. She breathed in the
strong scent for a full minute before she finally stuck out her
tongue and tasted her brother's cum. Two fingers dipped inside her
pussy-lips, then traveled upward, opening her labia all the way to
her clitoris. It was swollen and throbbing under her finger. She
leaned back on the toilet tank and pulled her knees up. She hadn't
even closed the door and she was spread eagle fingering herself with
Evan's cum on her tongue. What the fuck is happening to me?