Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 224

As they walked in the opposite direction of Darlene and Gloria, Deana asked Rebecca, 'Isn't that weird? You think I should have sent Gloria with her?"

"Yeah, it's awesome," Rebecca said. "Tell me what happened. I can't believe you haven't told me already. Why didn't you call me? I thought you weren't going to do it? What changed your mind? Was it-

"Stop!" Deana held up her hand. "If you stop asking questions for a second, and answer me, then I'll tell you."

"Sorry, I'm excited...it finally happened for you. This is huge."

"How did you know?"

Rebecca grinned. "Your face is broadcasting I got fucked. Anybody can see that."

"Shit, I hope not everybody, Gloria can't know," she said. "I was going to tell you as soon as we were alone. I didn't think it would still be written on my face. Good thing I didn't see my mother this morning."

"How was it? Was it good... Did you get off?"

"Shh! You're doing it again," Deana said. "Shouldn't we have stayed with them? Darlene-"

"Darlene is fine. What dah ya think, she knew we were coming here, and she has something planned for your sister?"

"No, of course not, but it is weird that she's here alone on a Monday... to buy a bathing suit. She was friendly, too, in a strange way, you know, for Darlene."

"Dee, we're here on a Monday, buying bathing suits, and other than her calling you, Deedee, there isn't anything weird about it," Rebecca said. "Why did she call you that?"

"Not sure," Deana said. "Probably heard one of the girls from ball say it. She's been at volleyball games."

"Okay," Rebecca sald. "Now, where, when, how? Start talking!"

"You lied," Deana said. "It hurt...really hurt. I thought he ripped it."

"Did you use the lube?" Rebecca asked.

"Yeah, my blood."

"See, if I had been there, I would have lubed him up for you, but don't worry, later I'll kiss it and make it all better."

"It's okay. It killed at first, and then it was only uncomfortable until he came."

Rebecca's eyes bulged. "Came! You let him cum in you? Dammit, I thought only guys had dicks for brains."

"Hey, watch it, I'm not stupid. Well, maybe a little, but I'm on the pill, and I had Plan B."

"What the fuck." Rebecca spun on one foot while blowing air like a leaking balloon. "How do not know that? thought we didn't keep secrets anymore?"

"I know, I know, was gonna tell you."

"Did you forget? Oops, I forgot to tell you the most incredible thing that has happened in recent history."

"Stop, it wasn't like that."

'Tell me, how did you get it? You have to see a doctor.

"My mom, Candy, that's why I didn't tell you."

"That's crazy" Rebecca said. "You asked your mom for the pill. You're not even allowed to date. What did she say, sure, you wanna fuck, that's fine?"

"Shut up! She came to me. One of those mother things, I guess. I told her I wasn't and wasn't planning on it, but she told me to hold on to them. She's not the same person she was three weeks ago. It's like she knows things she shouldn't."

"Could she?" Rebecca asked.

"No, I don't think that's possible. We've been careful."

"My mind is blowing up. Your whole life is upside down and spinning around. Your mother offered you birth control, out of nowhere, and your brother f-"

"Shh! Don't ever put those two words together in a sentence, especially not at the mall."

"It's unbelievable, Rebecca said. "It's hot, fuckin' hot and I'm wet. Let's go to Dillard where the beds are. Nobody will-"

"No, no, and no," Deana said. "Let's go find bikinis and get Gloria."

"Okay, but we're not done, I need details. Was it good, better than

"Stop! That's why I decided not to do it, you're jealous, and everything is fucked up."

"No it isn't, and I'm not jealous," Rebecca said. "I am happy for you. You finally know-You lost your cherry, and you look like you enjoyed it. Was it that good?"

"It's hard to judge the first time. It was scary, and it hurt."

"The first time? You did it more than once?"

"Yeah, can you believe that? I wasn't gonna do it at all, then I wasn't ever going to do it again, and then minutes later, in the shower, I did it again."

"In the shower, you took a shower together? I thought you were being careful. Who was home?"

"Candy and Gloria, but we locked the door. They didn't know we were in there together."

Rebecca grabbed Deana's arm. "In here."

"Victoria Secret doesn't have bathing suits."

"I know, keep talking."

"I'm not sure why I changed my mind. It's like lost my mind. He was massaging me, and..."

When Evan finished drying off, he grinned at his often forgotten robe and put it on. Knowing it could be whipped open at any moment to expose his nudity added a creepy flasher vibe to his already strange mood.

Deana wasn't home, but Evan went in her room and closed the door. It looked the same as always, but it felt different. Was that because they were lovers now or because he was secretly snooping around in her private space?

Evan opened his sister's underwear drawer and stared at the collage of panties, then he ran his fingers over them, feeling the different textures. He wished he could watch Deana put a pair on. There was something special about watching a girl put her panties back on after sex.

It wouldn't be the same without the smell of Deana's pussy, so Evan rejected the idea that popped into his mind and walked towards the bed. His heavy cock bounced from thigh to thigh. He sat and looked at the pillow Deana's head would be on if she was there sleeping. His thoughts and emotions were confusing. He loved Deana the same way he always had like she was a part of him, and he would protect her and do anything to make her happy.

Evan picked up his sister's pillow and pressed it to his face. Deana's scent made his chest tightened with another type of love. It was the kind that made him want to hold and squeeze her and satisfy Deana's every need. He wanted to make love to her and profess his love over and over.

The flaps of Evan's robe parted for his rising cock. Without a thought, he stuffed Deana's pillow into his groin. The offensive act sent a surge of lust through him. Evan ask himself, where did that come from? It wasn't from the place his love came from. He wondered if everyone was born bad, but parents and teachers trained them to do the right thing, and that made them think they were good kids, trying not to turn bad. If that were true, then why did some stay bad and not others?

Maybe if Evan were older or had children, he might have felt different, but other than the potential of getting caught, he couldn't come up with a single reason not to keep having sex with Deana. His only regret was that they waited so long to start. What had caused him to embrace the dark side of his personality?

Evan wondered if Pandora was someone's sister and opening her box was a metaphor for fucking her.

The sound of a chair sliding back from the table alerted Evan that his mother was in the kitchen. He paused in the living room until he heard her mug clunk against the bottom of the sink and the water turn on, then he moved quickly in stealth mode.

The woman's hands were under a stream of steaming water, squeezing a sponge. Evan wondered if she would be his mother or Candy. Her attire gave him hope. Her feet were bare, and her thick legs were exposed all the way up to where the tight shirt cradled her rump. Maybe it was a short dress, Evan wasn't sure, but it was sleeveless, and he didn't see the outline of a bra strap.