Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 245

"No." Deana swatted him. "It's too weird. Brothers and sisters don't do stuff like that together."

"I'm sure some do," Evan said, "but okay, you'll be the one with tan lines.

"That's nothing new." She huffed. "It's not like I get to go out naked, ever."

"Rebecca's," he said. "Come on. know that little freak must get naked in her backyard."

She waved her brother off and swam backward, nearly T-boning Darlene. Evan walked off, and Deana climbed back onto the float, thinking about what might happen if they did what her brother wanted. Darlene had presented herself as someone who would do it, and not be judgmental, but was she being honest?

Evan finished stowing the riding mower, the push mower, and the weed whacker, then he looked at his watch. There was still plenty of time to get to Cindy's shop before Dale was scheduled to arrive. What a dilemma. Should he give up an opportunity to watch two nearly nude girls, or go hang out with his cousin, hoping she'd kiss him again?

It had been an easy decision for Evan. Now he was done cleaning and treating the pool, ready to get to Cindy's. Deana's concern had been a moot point. She and Darlene had their eyes closed the whole time he was staring at them from the other side of the pool with a hardon.

"I'm done," Evan said.

Deana shielded her eyes with her hand and squinted, looking up at him. "Already?"

"It's been," he looked at his watch, "thirty-five minutes, and Darlene's pink. She might need you to rub her down with sunscreen."

Deana sighed. "You'd like that."

"Mmmm, I might like that," Darlene said. "Too bad your brother is in such a rush."

"Yeah, too bad," Deana said. "Hey, thanks for the invite. I had a great time." She picked up her sundress and pulled it over her head.

Darlene stood, stepped over the chair Deana had been laying on and said, "Me too. We should do it again, soon."

"We should," Deana said.

"Bring the wildcat next time," Darlene said.

"What?"

"She means Rebecca," Evan said. "It was good seeing you, Darlene Come on Dee."

Darlene smiled and said, "Thanks for bringing her," then she grabbed Deana.

Evan's mouth hung open while Darlene gave his sister a kiss that made his toes curl. Holy fuck, he thought, that's the kind of threesome I had in mind. His sister looked dazed when Darlene pulled away.

"Bye," Darlene said.

"Goodbye," Deana said and started towards the gate. Evan followed without taking his eyes off that fuckin' redhead. He knew what her kisses were like, and he wanted one, too,

Once they were in the car, Evan asked, "What was that? Why did she do that?"

"I don't know," Deana said, "but it was one hell of a kiss."

"Did you give her any reason, um, you know, to think you wanted a kiss?"

"No, we swam, talked about school, and laid there doing what you saw us do. That girl is unpredictable. Still can't believe she took Gloria to get a bathing suit and invited me over. I hardly know her."

"What do you think now, you like her?"

"I've always liked her," Deana said. "I admire her. She's been through a lot."

"I mean really like her."

"Oh, you mean the making out with her kind of like," Deana said. "Did that make you jealous?"

After a long pause, Evan nodded. "I guess so"

"Of her or me?"

"Maybe both," he said. "You jealous about Mom and me?"

"Yeah, I think so," Deana said.

He laughed and asked, "Of her or me?"

"Maybe both," Deana sald.

Evan hadn't heard a hint of sarcasm in his sister's voice, but he assumed she was joking. "We should have a threesome."

"You think Mom would go for that?"

"Jeez, I meant Darlene."

"I don't know," Deana said. "That's risky. You think we could trust her not to tell anybody?"

"No, I don't trust her," Evan said. "There's something about her. I can't say what, but something. She has secrets, or motives... bad motives, maybe."

"Secrets," Deana sald with her eye squinted and the other brow raised. "Like who doesn't?"

"I know, but think ours is one that has to be kept. It's bad enough the tumbler knows."

"So, you haven't told Jason about us?" Deana asked.

"Nooooh, nobody, I haven't told anybody."

"I trust Rebecca with my life," Deana said. "She'd never tell."

"Good, that's good."

Deana unlatched her seat belt, lifted her butt and reached under her dress. "I gotta get this thing off. It's riding up my ass."

He watched the road with one eye and his sister with the other. There was something about seeing a girl getting undressed in the car that made him hard. His sister pulled the bikini down her legs like she was doing a striptease, then magically got the top off and pulled it out the armhole of her dress. He stopped at a red light and took a good look. Deana's bright-pink nipple sacks were clearly visible through the sheer fabric. She turned on the seat and put her feet in his lap. His sister might as well have been naked as far as Evan was concerned. He thought about the last time she'd wanted her feet rubbed. Things had changed since then, and he made sure the arch of his sister's foot was on the bulge going down his pants leg.

"Nobody has feet as nice as yours."

She smiled at him and rocked her foot on his hardon. "Mm, nobody gives a foot massage like you," Deana said.

Neither of them said anything for the rest of the ride. Evan had done his best work, hoping it got his sister so homy she'd change her mind. That would be worth missing a one-in-a-million chance of another cousin kiss.

Deana pulled her feet away and turned in her seat when they reached their driveway. Evan put the car in park and opened his door. Deana said, "I thought you were in a hurry?"

"I am, but I have time to grab a drink."

His sister stuck her flip-flops on, grabbed her stuff and got out of the car. He followed her, enjoying the way her cheeks showed through the dress when it pressed against them. Jeez, what a bubble-butt, he thought and straightened his bent cock. Deana started up the porch steps, then paused to lean forward. His sister's ass and the beautiful swollen pussy between her legs were revealed. "Don't tease," he said.

Deana stopped with her hand on the doorknob and said, "I don't tease.

In the kitchen, Deana hung her towel over the back of a chair and threw her bikini on the table. "What do you want?" she asked.

Since Evan thought he been busted taking in everything he could through the thin material, he said, "All of it."

"To drink, what do you want to drink? Coke?"

He pulled out his father's chair, sat with a sigh, staring at the place Deana's ass had been when he ate her out.

"Hello" Deana said.

When he turned his head, the refrigerator light behind his sister made her dress more transparent. The erotic, sensual view of her pussy gave him a déjà vu feeling. "What?"