Potential - S01 E314

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Potential - S01 E314

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 314

Candy opened her eyes and glanced out the bay window, hoping Sally would be there. Too bad, she thought, and answered her question, "Yes, I saw it coming. She knew Deana wanted Evan and that eventually, he would take his sister's virginity. Although getting to watch it happen had been a life-altering surprise. The sight of Evan's magnificent cock cutting into Deana's beautiful body flipped a switch in Candy's subconscious mind that sent her back in time, mentally and emotionally. It also made it easier to justify her behavior.

All that insight, Candy thought, and I wasn't prepared for Cindy. Could she have stopped it if she knew what Cindy was going to do? No, the fortitude and moral character required to resist Cindy's love weren't what Candy was made of. What they shared had been molten lava. It was only a matter of time before it burned through Candy's denial. Even dozens of poundings from Evan's cock couldri't have prevented the eruption Cindy's kiss caused that night at the race track. An image of Cindy's Intense, dark stare, and the way the teenager forcefully took her in the stall, made Candy's face hot. If she had it to do over again, Candy would have gone back to Cindy before Evan happened.

Candy wanted Evan, needed him, had enjoyed every second with him, and she loved him deeply. Still, the boy didn't deserve the confusing mood swings and the conflict of her on and off desires. The night before, she made Evan fuck her like an animal, then shunned him this morning. He probably thought it had something to do with the way he violently took her from behind, but it didn't. She pressed her hands to her face. Damn, I need to do something, Candy thought, I can't just sit here with my thoughts and wait for Sally.

The kiss had started because Deana wanted her brother to think about her and Rebecca, wishing he could be with thern. Not because she was mad or jealous, not really, but she wanted to make a point, so he'd never lock her out again.

However, once it started, Rebecca wouldn't let it stop. Her hands went to Deana's ass, groping and pulling while her thigh pushed between Deana's legs. There was no doubt that behind the glare between Deana's legs. There was no doubt that behind the glare on the windshield, Evan's mouth was hanging open, and his dick was hard, but they were in front of Rebecca's house. Anyone passing by or a neighbor looking out their window could have seen them. After the fact, her lack of inhibition scared Deana. What would happen when they went back to school?

Once Rebecca dragged her inside, slammed the door, and pinned Deana to the wall, she said, "Fuck, I missed you."

Before Deana could respond, the tumbler's mouth was on hers, and a hand was down the front of her sweatpants. "Oooh, smooth. Did you do that for me?" Rebecca asked.

She smiled and put a foot up on the umbrella box, arched back, and shoved her crotch into Rebecca's hand. It clamped down, crushing two fingers between her pussy lips. "Ahhhh, Rev, fuck, I missed you, too."

Rebecca dragged her fingers back, coating the tips. The tumbler was the only person who could set her on fire and soak her panties in less than a minute. Deana's head thumped against the wall when Rebecca circled and flicked her clit. "Ah, shit, mmm-hmm, baby, oh baby, I'm gonna-"

"No you're not, not like this," Rebecca said and pulled her hand free.

"No, wait," she whined and grabbed Rebecca's wrist, but Rebecca pressed her forehead to Deana's and stared into her eyes. The wet fingers slipped between their lips. Deana sucked the middle finger while Rebecca sucked the other. They worked down to the webbing between the two digits, and the tips of their tongues joined.

"I've been looking forward to this for too long," Rebecca said. "Come on; I'm gonna make you curn so hard...

The tumbler's yank caused Deana to stumble forward and scramble to keep up. She sensed her guilty conscience was warranted. Rebecca hadn't just missed her.

When they reached her room, Rebecca faced Deana, grabbed her neck, squeezed, then pulled Deana into a kiss that instantly turned the heat between her legs back to a three-alarm fire. She lifted her thigh to Rebecca's hip and humped like a frustrated puppy.

"Easy, tiger," Rebecca said and stepped back. I love looking at you when you're horny. The only thing more beautiful is when I'm when you're horny. The only thing more beautiful is when I'm getting you off."

"Then make me more beautiful, please!"

Rebecca grinned. "Don't rush me."

Deana was ready to knock Rebecca down and sit on her face, but if this was making Rebecca happy, it was the least she could do after everything she had done with Evan. "Whatever makes you happy, baby."

Rebecca went to her knees, looked up, and inched Deana's pants and panties past the knobs at the front of her hips. She kissed each bone and exposed a little more flesh. "God, it's sexy when you shave. She pressed her nose to the cushion of Deana's mound and inhaled. "Mm, fuck, you smell delicious."

God, Deana thought, fuckin touch me, lick me, fuckin' eat me already. The pants continued their painfully slow descent with Rebecca's kissing lips trailing behind. Deana expected her pussy to spontaneously burst, spraying her insides all over her girlfriend's head. Rebecca glanced up with her hands on Deana's ankles. That sex-dripping mouth curled up at the edges, and the tumbler shoved her. Deana squealed, arms flalling, and fell backward.

When Rebecca's grin peeked above the edge of the bed, Deana said, "You bitch, you scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry, I needed to get these off you."

Deana watched Rebecca at the end of her raised legs, inhaling deeply through the black panties before massaging her feet with the silky material. "Reb, you're killing me."

Rebecca nodded and kissed the arch of each foot. "Then prepare to die. She stood holding Deana's legs and shoved her body up the bed, then she removed her clothes and got on her knees between Deana's feet.

She saw the mischievous expression, then the feather in Rebecca's hand. "Hey, what's that for?"

"Shh, just relax and let me worry about this. She sliced the air like Zorro and ran it up Deana's leg from the kneecap to her hip, paused, and scrawled loops across her bald mound. Deana's stomach sucked in, and she bit her lip as the puffy bulbs atop her tits screamed an angry pink. Rebecca zigzagged down the other thigh, circled the kneecap, and zipped up the inside of her leg.