Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 244

Darlene kept tuming laps, while the lawnmower's noise drew closer. Deana's pussy remained exposed. No wonder Rebecca is an exhibitionist, Deana thought. The top of Evan's head could be seen. He was moving across the hill that led up to the pool. It would take him at least ten passes before he reached the patio. Deana flipped off the float and crossed back to the other side after Darlene passed. She laid her forearms on the smooth border and rested her chin on them. The sound of the redhead's kicks continued. Deana closed her eyes and thought about the girl who didn't know who her parents were or if she had any siblings. Would that be worse than having my father and knowing my mother is dead, Deana wondered?

There was something about Darlene. The redhead had never been someone Deana imagined she'd be friends with, yet in two short encounters with her, Deana saw things differently. Darlene was more than likable. She had a grave, mysterious nature that drew Deana in and made her want to know more.

For the second time since Deana arrived, Darlene startled her. The redhead's chest pressed against her back and she whispered in Deana's ear, "Really, no boyfriend at all?"

Deana nodded, thinking it was the perfect opportunity to be honest about Rebecca.

Darlene's hands moved to Deana's waist. That's sad. You have so much to offer."

Deana sucked in her stomach, determined not to panic this time. She didn't want Darlene to laugh at her again. "So do you," she said. "I know Evan thinks a lot of you."

Darlene's palms rested on the knobs of Deana's hipbones before sliding down the front of her thighs. Darlene pulled Deana against her. "I know, but he's not my type."

Deana chose to keep playing along until-Until what, she asked herself? "That's a shame," Deana said, "He's a real catch." She wanted to ask Darlene what her type was, but she was afraid of the answer.

"I'm sure he is." Darlene's hands inched inward. A fire raced to Deana's crotch ahead of them. She knew the place for a laugh, and, I'm just playing, had passed. Darlene's arms squeezed her sides, and her wrists cut across Deana's pubic bone. The redhead's fingers stretched out around her thighs, and her lips touched Deana's ear. She said, "I think somebody else has their eye on him, so even if he were my type I wouldn't." Every syllable sent a chill down Deana's spine.

How far will she go, Deana wondered? Evan's head was visible again. Each time he crossed the lawn, he got closer to the fence. In a few minutes, he'd be close enough to see her with Darlene glued to her back, breathing in her ear. Deana thought about pointing out her approaching brother, but she had an overwhelming desire to be kissed by the redhead. She moved her body like a wave. Her butt pushed into the curve of Darlene's groin.

"Ahh." The sound surprised Deana. It had come from her throat when Darlene's grip tightened. Her hands were at the very top of Deana's inner thighs. She moved her legs further apart. "Mmm." The plump, moist lips on her neck caused Deana to make another noise she hadn't expected. It sounded very much like someone enjoying what was happening and asking for more.

Darlene's teeth grabbed at Deana's neck, and she squeezed Deana's crotch. Deana turned her knees out and spread her legs. Fingers pushed under her top and shoved it up above her tits. She groaned lustfully when the sultry seductress pinched her nipple. Darlene fumbled with her other hand, trying to get a finger under the crotch material of Deana's bottoms. Then she changed tactics and shoved her whole hand in the front of Deana's bathing suit. A finger quickly found her pussy and slid between her pussy lips. She had become so aroused that her clit was already swollen and extra sensitive. Darlene bit the back of her neck rolled her nipples roughly and fingered her. Deana mumbled, "Mm, ah, Evan is right there."

Darlene stopped for a moment before pushing Deana's bikini down and whispering "He could watch."

Deana shook her head and said, "No," while undulating on Darlene's hand. Her brother could easily see their heads above the edge of the pool if he looked. Her face would tell him what was happening. If the mower went silent, he would hear her panting moans. The redhead was fucking her senseless, and she didn't want it to stop.

When Deana's arousal built to the brink of climax, Darlene drew in a huge breath and plunged under the water. Deana stammered her disapproval until her legs were forced open by the other girl's body. Deana looked down at the distorted face ascending toward her crotch. A cry of pleasure rang out when a mouth overlapped her pubic bone, clit and half of her pussy channel. Darlene dragged her tongue through the flesh groove. Her mouth closed, forming a seal around Deana's bud, then she expelled a jet of water on to her clit. The previously suspended orgasm took off like nothing had Interrupted it until the blasting stream halted and Darlene's tongue took over. It turned Deana into a quivering ragdoll. Evan or God himself could show up, and she would be helpless to stop cumming.

Darlene's rush to the surface forced Deana back from the side of the pool. Darlene gasped for oxygen while grabbing Deana's throat with both hands. Finally, Deana thought, I'm going to know what kissing that oh so desirable mouth feels like. She had imagined kissing Darlene many times.

The engine noise stopped. Their eyes widened. Deana saw her brother turned towards the gate, so she ducked under, hastily pulling her bottoms up and surfacing a few feet to the left.

Evan closed the gate and walked towards her. Deana put her feet on the ledge and stood until her shoulders were level with the edge of the pool. Darlene passed by under the water, yanking Deana's bikini bottoms down again, then she went back to swimming.

"I'm almost done," Evan said. "When I put the mower and stuff away, I'll be back with the chemicals, and I'll need to clean and treat the pool."

Deana pressed her body to the side of the pool, hoping Evan wouldn't be able to see her fixing her bottoms. She looked up and smiled because her brother's eyes were following Darlene's ass the whole time he spoke. "Can't you swim for a little while, first?" Deana asked.

"No-can-do," Evan said. "I got things to do with Cindy."

"Come on, just for a little while?"

He made a chin gesture at Darlene while shaking his head. "Believe me, I'd like to, but the pool takes time, and Dale is coming by with the car I'm driving. I need to be there. You'll still have time to lay out while I do my thing." He crouched in front of her. "Why not do some nude sunbathing with Darlene?"

She shook her head vehemently. "No! Are you crazy? What do you think she'd think when you get a boner?"

"She wouldn't know it was for you."