Potential - S01 E84

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Potential - S01 E84

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 84

"I love that twinkle in your eyes," Rebecca said. "I might turn you into a bad girl after all."

"You already have, Deana thought. "Get on the floor and get ready to be fucked."

"I'm ready," Rebecca said and dropped to her knees. "You have no idea how ready. I'm so wet you don't even need to get that thing slippery."

Deana got behind the tumbler's ass. The tiny pink asshole made her mouth water. She wrapped her hands around the cock. It wasn't hard like the one she had rubbed her crotch on and it wasn't hot. Rebecca might be disappointed. "What should I do?"

"Pretend you're a guy and fuck me."

She tried to put herself in Evan's mind. His soapy hands caressing her body, squeezing her nipples while his erection rubbed on her back. She aimed the dick between Rebecca's cheeks. Evan had no Idea she had been jockeying her body to receive him. She thought once he was in her, nature would take over and he wouldn't stop. Rebecca would do the same, she hoped and acted like Evan. Her back hunched and pushed her groin forward.

"Ah, yes, I knew you'd know how to get it in me on the first try. Boys can never do that. Keep going...a little faster.

Deana thought it was going to be impossible to judge speed and force without sensation, but she was wrong. There was a nub on the inside of the leather triangle that hit her clit when she thrust into Rebecca. She grabbed Rebecca's hips and rammed her. "Oh, that feels good."

Rebecca grunted. "Ah, yes, it does. Keep going, harder and faster.

Deana's muscles were getting tired, but the thrashing of her clit and Rebecca's moans of pleasure gave her the encouragement she needed. She pounded into Rebecca, grunting each time their bodies collided.

'Faster, faster...keep going, I'm so close, so fuckin' close."

The climax paled in comparison to the last one, but it demanded she stop. She was getting too sensitive. "Ah, hurry, hurry up. I'm, ah, I'm there already, I'm cumming."

Rebecca shouted, "Fuck, oh fuck," then dove onto the carpet. Deana collapsed on top of her.

Deana collapsed on top of her.

"Phew, you didn't tell me this thing would finger me."

Rebecca huffed. "I didn't know. You fucked me senseless."

"That's what you asked for. She slid off to Rebecca side, but left her leg over her back, then kissed her neck. "Was it good?"

"Compared to your mouth and fingers, it's sucked."

"Was it like the real thing?"

"Why, you wanna try it?"

"No," Deana said. "Did you want me to, to let you-"

"No, Dee, definitely not, Rebecca said. "You need the real thing."

"Good, because even though love you, I want my first one to be somebody I love and the real thing."

"Can we get on the bed?"

"If you can help me up," Deana said.

"I need you to help me."

"We need each other," Deana said. "On three we'll help each other."

They got on the bed, laying on their sides, facing each other. Rebecca touched her cheek, then tucked her hair behind her ear, and said, 'I love you more now than ever before."

"I feel the same way, and not because you made me faint."

"Try breathing next time," Rebecca said. "Who were you in love with and why did you stop loving them?"

"I didn't, I love them differently now. It couldn't work, not for long."

Rebecca's fingers were rubbing her earlobe. "Tell me more."

In her heart, she wanted to tell Rebecca. That scared her almost as much as her father. "I know we never keep secrets from each other, but there is some stuff that shouldn't-

"Dee, I know you, you need to tell me...want to, I see it in your eyes. I can almost feel it eating you up."

Why was this happening? She thought she was transparent with everyone except Cindy. "Really?"

"Yes, and it's not the first time. There has been something that you always held back, for years. Every time I ask you what it is, you make up some reason why you're acting strange."

"Rebecca, I do, I do want to tell you, but I've never told anybody, not even Cindy. It's not normal and it would change things between us.

"Nothing will change the way I feel about you. Dee, do you know how long I've been in love with you? Forever! Do you know how hard it was for me to hold it in? I was terrified that if I told you or acted on my feelings, it would make you go away. It was torture. I couldn't love you the way I wanted to because I was afraid I'd lose the love we did have."

Her friend had been going through the same thing she was. 'I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault, it was me and my stupid secret. All those times we slept in the same bed, I used to watch you sleep, wanting to touch you, kiss you and tell you how I felt."

She was crying now. Rebecca's words had stabbed her in the heart. She was wounded and afraid she'd bleed out, spilling her secrets until her walls were completely down. She'd be exposed, vulnerable and in danger. "If I tell you, no matter how sick you think it is, will you promise-"

"Come on, Dee, you know me better than that. You can tell me anything and I'll still be your BFF and more, lots more."

Tell her, tell her everything and you'll be weightless and free. No, there was only one way she'd be free and Rebecca couldn't help her with that. Once again, Deana chose the lesser of the two evils. "It was Evan, I was in love with Evan. Still love him, but not the way

I use to.

Deana watched Rebecca's face. It changed, she smiled. "Why are you so happy? I just told you I was in love with my brother."

"I'm sorry, I'm relieved. I thought you were going to tell me something really bad, not something I had already thought."

"What, you already thought that?"

"Of course, Rebecca said, "I always suspected there was something special between you, but then you gave it away."

"How?" Deana asked. "How did I give it away?" She didn't feel better, she was annoyed at herself for not being better at hiding her feelings.

"You're a great actress, but not that good. Nobody can make out with their brother like you did and pretend it's just an act. It got so hot I didn't think it was going to stop."

"That was an act, for you," Deana said.

"Whatever," Rebecca said. "You know he's in love with you too, don't you?"

"What makes you think that?"

"He was kissing you, too, but even without that, it's the way he treats you. Oh, and the way he looks at you and jumped at the opportunity to feel up your ass," Rebecca sald. "By the way, I'd love him too if he was my brother. He's a male version of you, wonderful."

"Thanks," Deana sald. "That doesn't make me feel any better."

"Tell me what happen with him. I know something must have happened. I heard it on the phone this morning and when you got here, it was obvious."

"That's not important," Deana said. "I want him to be my first. What do you think of me now?"

"That shouldn't be hard, damn, look at you, you're irresistible. He'd do it in a second if you asked him."

"It's not that simple. He's afraid and I made it worse."

"I'd be afraid too, it's taboo, but I would get over it, just like when you kissed me. If any other girl had kissed me would have run, but you, shit, I wanted to scream, finally! it was so hard to play it cool?

"I can imagine, but I couldn't do it, couldn't play it cool. I rushed him. I acted like an animal and rubbed my pussy on him, then I manipulated him to get in the shower with me. You should have seen the look on his face when he realized what almost happened."

"No wonder you were excited when you got here. What exactly happened? Why didn't he-

"I didn't give him enough time, then he missed or maybe it was too big, but it almost went in me. That snapped him out of it and the reality of having sex with his sister freaked him out.

"Whoa, he almost went in you. How did it feel?"