Evan had watched some of it, and it gave him a huge boner before he turned it off. He loved the redheaded sister in it, but he wasn’t like Jason. His best friend was the guy who got naked at the Creek and let somebody’s dog lick his balls while he beat off. Although, after having Miss Tonya suck his balls, Evan could understand why Jason went back for more, even though he had always said it was a one-time thing.
Right before they finished their talk, Jason wanted to know if Evan was going to do Deana now that he knew what was happening at Jason’s house. Not only hadn’t Evan confessed, he maintained that he didn’t want to have sex with Deana. The most honest he could be with Jason was saying, “I’d fuck my mother before my twin sister.”
Jason’s reply was one of the smartest things Evan had ever heard him say about sex, “Fuck your mother, that sounds a lot more dangerous to me.”
Evan laughed it off and asked Jason if he would do his mother. Jason said, “Wouldn’t you?”
There was something fascinating about Ms. Mary Barnes, and Evan had already been fantasizing about her. It usually started with Mary catching him and Becky, then spiraled into a threesome or him fucking Mary in the kitchen and Becky catching them.
Evan’s phone chirped with a text alert. He figured Jason wanted to add some perverse detail, but it was from Rebecca. She wanted him in Deana’s room to, “Settle the butt thing.” He smiled and pictured Deana’s bubble-butt in a bikini. Way back when, in the school parking lot, he had felt up his sister’s and Rebecca’s ass, but that was before Rebecca was Deana’s girlfriend. Today it was going to be more like the morning he got in bed with them. The tumbler had sucked his finger in front of an unaware Deana, and it aroused him a wicked way. Wow, what if I finger my sister’s girlfriend while she’s right next to me? That was something Evan could admit to Jason. “I swear, I was messing around with Rebecca and somehow it turned into a threesome! I didn’t plan it.”
He replied, “Jeez, if I have to,” then he lowered his sweats and applied the cream that was supposed to, “Make you harder, for longer, like a porn star.” It was unlikely that a threesome was pending, but no harm in being prepared. How much did Rebecca know about him and Deana?
The door was closed, and Evan knew the rule, but he entered Deana’s room without knocking. Yes, he was hoping to catch them doing something. The only thing he thought about as much as sex, was what Deana and Rebecca did together behind closed doors. In his mind, there wasn’t anything hotter than girls getting it on.
Evan started to speak, but the sight of three girls, not two, shut him up. Shit, Gloria can’t be here. He couldn’t inappropriately fondle Deana and Rebecca’s butts in front of her. Not that Evan hadn’t already been more than inappropriate with Gloria’s ass, but she’d get jealous. He couldn’t let that happen.
“You forgot to knock,” Deana said.
“I know, but you knew I was coming.” Ooh, that sounded bad.
“It’s always better to knock,” Deana said.
All of them were wearing T-shirts, and matching cover-ups which were transparent enough to pique his interest. “Okay, knock-knock.”
“Who’s there?” Rebecca asked.
“Funny,” he said. “What happened to the bikini tops?”
Deana said, “You’re here for the bottoms.”
Rebecca said, “We didn’t think you could handle seeing Gloria in a teeny-weeny bikini top.”
Gloria beamed with pride. Evan wished he hadn’t felt her up yesterday. “You’re right,” he said and gave his little sister a knowing smirk, then he turned to Rebecca, “especially if you helped her pick it out.”
“Nope, not me,” Rebecca said. “Darlene’s responsible for that.” She pointed at Gloria’s butt.
Something snapped in Evan’s mind. “Darlene?” That was worse that Deana and Rebecca. “You went to the mall with Darlene?”
“No,” Deana said, “we ran into her. She was shopping for a bikini, too.”
Evan tried to remember if he told Jason where his sisters were. “Who was she with?” he asked.
“Nobody,” Rebecca said. “She took Gloria while me and Dee went to Victoria Secret for something naughty.”
“Rebecca!” Deana held up a fist. “Gloria and Darlene wanted a different style bathing suit than we did.”
His sister didn’t deny going to Victoria Secret, but Evan let it go because Gloria being alone with Darlene was more critical. “So, Darlene was alone?”
“Yeah, that’s what nobody means,” Gloria said.
Evan glared at Gloria for her retort, but his brain was processing the facts. Girls went to the bathroom together. Did that mean they went into the fitting room together? “Um, you and Darlene…ah—”How could he ask Gloria that?—“she helped you?”
“Yup, that’s right,” Deana said. “Gloria saw what you fantasized about all year in Mrs. Becky’s class.”
“I’ve seen Darlene in a bikini already,” Evan said, trying to sound matter of fact about a sight that he’d still remember when he was old and couldn’t sport wood anymore.
Gloria sounded matter of fact when she said, “Naked, she was naked.”
A surge of lust chemicals made Evan’s brain spasm, flashing perverse images of his little sister getting it on with the fuckin’ redhead in a dressing room. The tingle from the boner cream turned to fire, and his balls jerked. That was cause for him to run, but Evan’s eyes remained on Gloria. Play it cool he told himself and said, “Whatever.” He pointed at Deana and Rebecca. “Let’s get this over with. I got other things to do.” Like jerking off while picturing Gloria and Darlene getting it on.
“Me too,” Gloria said.
Me too, he wondered if she had things to do or—His dick extended into the leg of his sweatpants. “What?”
“We don’t mind,” Deana said.
“We know we’ll lose to Candy’s clone, but you still have to decide between me and Dee,” Rebecca said.
Shit, what he wouldn’t give to see his mother in a tiny bikini. “Fine, turn around.”
They lined up at the end of Deana’s bed. Rebecca was the meat in a sister sandwich. Evan stood back a few feet, his heart pounding. Rebecca said, “Okay, girls, on three…one, two, three.” Simultaneously, they pulled their wraps away.
Evan gulped and said, “Oh, yellow, all yellow. Did you plan it that way?”
“Nope, it just happened,” Deana said. “What do you think?”
“Give me a minute,” Evan said. The tumbler was directly in front of him. Jason thought it was stupid, but Evan loved watching gymnastics on YouTube. To him, it was more erotic than seeing naked women fuck. He could freeze the video at any moment and examine the girls. It was exciting seeing what he wasn’t supposed to see, even if it was just their plump mounds or the crease between their legs that threatened to cave in and expose a pussy lip.
Deana said, “Well?”
“Bend over a little, and look straight ahead,” Evan said.
“Ooh,” Rebecca cooed and folded at the waist, putting her hands on the bed. Gloria went next. Deana gave him the evil eye before she followed suit.
Oh, did she know that would happen, Evan wondered? The yellow strip running down through the crack of Rebecca’s ass wasn’t wide enough. He licked his lips, imagining the tip of his tongue tracing the smooth outer edges of the brown dish that surrounded Rebecca’s puckered anal eye. She looked back at him. He shooed her dismissively. Satisfied that it was her ass he was staring at, Rebecca faced forward again.
At that moment, it dawned on Evan that Rebecca reminded him of the 2008 version of Shawn Johnson, except for Rebecca’s brown hair and that faint line of freckles under her eyes and down her nose. The tumbler bent over until her elbows were on the bed. Wow, Evan thought, they wouldn’t let Rebecca on national television in a gymnast’s outfit, not with that large pouch bulging between her legs. Fuck, the tiny tumbler’s fat pussy was like her mouth, too big for the rest of her.
“Phew,” Evan exhaled and turned his attention to Gloria. There wasn’t any gymnast to compare her to. Her butt was rounder, thicker and more like Candy’s than he ever realized. He had grabbed it, squeezed it, and fondled it, but he had never examined it in a bikini. Gloria had those smiley faces under each cheek. The top of the bikini had to bridge the groove that would funnel water down into the deep valley. He wanted to lift one of those thick ass-meat globes and drop it. It would do that sexy jiggle thing he loved. Shit, my kid sister has a serious badonkadonk, and I’m getting a boner for it.
“Ah, come on,” Rebecca said. “Just admit you think Gloria has the best ass you ever seen, then tell Deana her glorious bubble-butt is nicer than my skinny butt.”
Fuck, Rebecca’s glorious pussy was right there, mocking him like the target at the dunking booth. He stepped forward and bumped her ass with his groin and laid one hand on Gloria’s butt and the other on Deana’s. It was outrageously erotic touching both of his sister’s butts, neither knowing about the other, and his balls rested against the tumbler’s backside.
Rebecca pushed up on her toes, rubbing Evan’s stiff cock between her cheeks. He hunched and ground it into the groove while his fingers rounded the inward slope, down into the deep, warm valley of Gloria’s ass cheeks. She didn’t respond, so he challenged her as he had in the kitchen yesterday. The ring around her asshole heated the tip of his finger. He circled the rim like a roulette ball ready to drop, then followed the slick material down. The crotch patch bridged the divide between the high ridges of Gloria’s plump lips. He tested the strength, collapsing the fabric into the groove. Gloria finally gave him her attention. Her expression dared him to keep going. The problem was, he could tell from the look in her eyes that his sister would let him finger her right there in front of the other girls. Deana couldn’t know anything about him and Gloria, and Gloria couldn’t know about Deana. It was crazy and exciting like a Sidney Sheldon novel.
Evan groped Gloria’s crotch then whacked hers and Deana’s ass at the same time. “I can’t choose one. They’re all perfect, best in class.”
“You have to,” Rebecca said.
“It would be like choosing the best apple while tasting a plum, an orange, and a grapefruit. It can’t be done. They are all perfect.”
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