Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 38

"Hurry, Darlene said, grabbing her pigtails, "my stop is coming."

Becky smirked, and smashed her mouth into Darlene's crotch. The spread pussy surrounded her mouth and her nose was buried in the cushion of her pubic mound. She licked upward in long, hard strokes, making sure her nose, tongue and chin ground over the giant clitoris. She wished she had one that big. She'd finger it all the time and make Jason suck it every night.

Her tongue fucked the redhead's juicy hole until she was on the brink, then she plunged two fingers deep inside and went to work on the throbbing clit. Darlene used Becky's pigtails to hold her mouth where she wanted it, and filled it with her squirting honey.

When she couldn't take any more, Darlene pulled Becky up and french kissed her. "Mmm, you taste good," she said. "You're gonna be a star."

Becky unfolded herself and got back on the seat. She could cross eating pussy on the school bus off her fantasy to-do-list

The bus jerked to a stop. Darlene stood, adjusted her skirt and said, "You gonna make it happen soon?" "It's just a matter of time, Becky said.

"Pretty soon we'll go see Miss Style."

"I can't wait," Becky said, wondering why Darlene was always so secretive about Miss Style.

Once the bus was moving again, Becky started rubbing her pussy and peed just enough to feel the moisture through her pants. Next year everybody would be be whispering, "There's that lesbian who ate out Darlene on the bus," but that would be better than, "That's the girl who fucks her brother."

In Evan's car After Ann had been dropped off, the sound of gravel under the tires made Deana ask, "Where you going?"

"Right here," Evan said, and pulled the car to the side of the road.

The cool dampness under the thick tree cover and the smell of rotting leaves and dirt reminded him of the day he went to the creek with Jason. He needed to go back to that spot and see if it excited him as much as it did in his mind.

He looked at Rebecca in the mirror. "Alright, start kissing," he said, hoping Deana hadn't changed her mind. He'd worry about having to kiss his sister in front of Rebecca after. It wasn't a big deal, they'd done it before.

Deana knelt on the seat and leaned into the back. The girls licked their lips, then started kissing, and he felt something like a rubber band snap inside his balls. The sound of lips and tongues and hot breathing filled his head. Deana's hands raked Rebecca's hair, tugging her into the frenzied make out session. It was getting so intense he thought Rebecca would pull his sister into the back seat and rip her clothes off. How far had they already gone, he wondered. The potential made him shudder.

"Pow!" Rebecca said, pushing back. "Now that's worth a lifetime of rides to school and something really big for my birthday. Not to mention-

"Phew, oh my," he said, and wiped his forearm across his brows. His dick was hard and the idea of kissing his sister was suddenly overwhelming.

Deana was still kneeling on her seat and she leaned in his direction. He licked his dry lips and inhale slowly. Deana's lips were already wet and primed for kissing. They both closed their eyes and their lips touched together. Her warm lips felt different than they had the time he'd kissed her to make a point. It was more like the day she kissed him, except there was more. Pretending they were Rebecca's lips made him feel better about how much he liked it. His sister tilted her head and shocked him with her tongue. It thrust into his mouth and mingled with his. Her hand went behind his head and kept him from moving back. He forgot about Rebecca and let it happen, It was incredibly erotic kissing his sister. As kids, she'd always wanted to play husband and wife, and kiss him, but it never felt like this. A powerful, passionate thing was happening and he was ashamed. He peeked with one eye and saw his sister's eyes wide open, smiling back at him.

At that moment, something happened, something was different between them.

"Wow, you two are making me jealous," Rebecca said.

The sound of Rebecca's voice made then stop kissing, and he diverted his eyes away from Deana, embarrassed. "You wanted a kiss, there ya go," Evan said.

"Yeah, there ya go, Deana repeated, and looked out the window.

"Who kisses better, me or Evan?" Rebecca said.

"I really can't say," Deana said. "And no, you can't kiss him and see."

"Damn," Rebecca said.

He started the car and looked back at Rebecca. He wanted to kiss the girl that made out with his sister. Rebecca winked at him and lifted her skirt. She had a full triangle of reddish-brown pubic hair, and plump pussy-lips. She was that kind of girl.

For the five minutes it took to get to Rebecca's house, nobody spoke a single word. Evan kept one eye on the road and one in the rear view mirror. He didn't look at Deana.

Once Rebecca gave him a show getting out of the car, she pulled Deana by the arm. "Get up. I got to tell you something."

"What, Deana said. She stood with her back to Evan

Rebecca whispered, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I got off. I swear, I came."

Deana said no with her eyes, but let her friend grab a handful of her crotch. Rebecca's middle finger easily slip between her wet lips.