Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 263

Rebecca flipped on top of Deana and sat on her stomach with her knees tucked into Deana's armpits. "What happened?"

Deana thought Rebecca was going to grab her neck and choke the words out. "Okay, easy does it. Remember last night when you and Gloria went back to the car for our sweatshirts, and I went to the bathroom?"

"Mm-hm."

"This is strictly confidential. Evan can never hear about this."

"Of course!" Rebecca said.

"Candy was with someone in the bathroom."

Rebecca bounced. "You mean with someone, as in, ah, with them?"

"Yeah." Deana saw her girlfriend's deviant sexual brain whirling with ideas. "That's not a good thing. I heard my mother getting fucked by another woman in a bathroom stall... at the racetrack. It's bizarre."

The tips of Rebecca's perky tits expanded. "And me catching my mother fucking our friend's mother with a strap-on isn't?"

Deana shook her head, trying to clear the image of Mrs. Stevens humping Ann's mother with the massive, black dildo. "Reb, it was Cindy, my cousin, Cindy."

"Fuck, fuck, oh fuck," Rebecca's powerful legs crushed down on Deana's sides. "Cindy? Wait, you said in a stall. How do you know it was them? Did you wait for them to come out?"

"No, shit, no, that would have been even more embarrassing. You should have heard it. It was definitely Candy. I thought it was Cindy, but later I saw her shoes, and I was sure. Actually, I was sure as soon as I saw them look at each other."

"And you wait until now to tell me? What the fuck?"

"I needed time to process it," Deana said. "You didri't tell me about your mother until we needed one of her dildos."

"I guess," Rebecca said. "What did you hear? Did they say anything other than, ahh, ahh, oh, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me?"

Deana sighed. "And you wonder why I didn't tell you last night?

Deana sighed. "And you wonder why I didn't tell you last night? Candy and Cindy, wow, it's still hard for me to believe, but it makes sense now.

"How does your cousin hooking up with your mother make sense?"

"No, I mean the way things used to be," Deana said. "Cindy used to call all the time, show up at Evari's stuff and my games, and hang out at the house. I saw the way they acted and looked at each other, but I thought I was nuts. There wasn't any way that could have been happening. Then all of a sudden it stopped. I figured it had something to do with my aunt and my father. They had a fight or something. Family shit, you know, it's stupid."

"They had a thing together?" Rebecca asked. "How long ago?"

"A couple of years ago, and I'd say they had more than a thing," Deana said.

"You realize what that means?" Rebecca asked. "You, um, a couple years ago, Cindy was the age you are now. You must look exactly the way she did then. You almost do now."

Deana knew what her friend was thinking, but she said, "So?"

"Don't play dumb. Look at you," Rebecca said and circled one of Deana's expanding nipples with her fingertip. "You're excited just thinking about it. What if your mom is into you, too?"

"Will you stop that," Deana said. "This is serious. If they were having an affair that suddenly ended, that might mean they got caught. Now if it started up again." She stopped speaking because thinking what her father might do was bad enough. "Evan can't find out about this. Cindy is his idol and Candy-"

"Is his lover," Rebecca finished.

Deana opened her legs when Rebecca backed up. Her girlfriend's butt settled between them. Their crotches were inches apart. She touched the wet spot Rebecca left on her stomach and said, "Seriously?"

Rebecca ran the tip of her finger up Deana's pussy lips. "Look who's talking, You're dripping." She sucked on her finger. The crooked smirk on the tumbler's face told Deana where this was going, but Rebecca surprised her. "Tell me every detail with the sound effects while I get myself off." She pushed her finger between their pussies and stroked her clit.

Deana thought about the stall rocking and the panting moans. Her cheeks were aflame, and goosebumps raced across her belly. She cupped her tits and pinched the nipples. "Okay, but what about-" Rebecca shoved a finger inside her pussy. "Ah, okay, you're gonna multitask."

"You could say that," Rebecca said and stroked both of their clits, "Or you could say, I'm gonna make your cunt explode with pleasure while I fuck myself silly."

"I love it when you talk dirty." Deana said, "I heard, no, no, we can't. Then the whole row of stalls shook, and Candy whimpered, ahhhh."

"Mm, tell me more," Rebecca said and slipped two fingers into Deana's body.

She closed her eyes and recounted the vivid memories, "Yes, ah, yes, we can. No, ah, oh, please, please stop..."

Under the influence of Rebecca's knowing fingers and tongue, the sounds of the reenactment became Deana's own moans and cries.

In the dim light of Candy's room, it would have been easy to mistake strawberry-blonde hair for golden-blonde, but not while the morning sun blared in Evan's bedroom window. The strands in his face may have been washed with Candy's shampoo, but they definitely belong to Gloria. So much for getting himself away from danger, he thought. It amazed him that the girl could climb the creaky stairs, open and close the door, get into the bed, and crawl up against him without waking him.

Gloria wiggled her butt and tightened her hold on his arm, the one pressed between her tits. It made Evan smile. There was no denying it felt good to wake up with someone he loved in his bed. Although considering it wasn't Candy or Deana, it would have been better if at least one of thern were wearing something. His sister's ass was smashed up against his groin. He nuzzled his face through her hair and kissed Gloria's ear. "What did I tell you about getting in bed with me?"

"Mmm, I love waking up with you holding me like this."

"Um, you're naked," he said.

"So are you."

"It's my room."