Potential Part 22

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Potential
by Bistander


Chapter 22

Sisters


The softball sisters were in the den at Jayda’s house. They had been playing Twister for forty minutes. One girl spun and told the others what to do. The winner took over the spinner, the loser removed an article of clothing and played again. Now, all three girls were naked and slick with Baby Oil. Gloria and Alex were side-by-side on all fours like crabs.

“Spin already,” Gloria told Jayda.

“Sorry, I got hypnotized by your big swinging tits.”

“You wish you had my boobs.”

“I wish I had anybody’s boob,” Alex said.

“Gloria, if yours keep growing, you’ll have big hangers before you turn twenty-five,” Jayda said.

“At least mine aren’t half tit and half nipple, curving up toward the ceiling when I get excited!” Gloria said. “Now spin.”

“Well fuck you, too,“ Jayda said. “Now, get your right foot on blue.”

Gloria moved her foot forward one row and over two. It ended up under Alex’s stomach. Both girls teetered awkwardly, but neither toppled. Jayda flicked the plastic needle again. When it stopped she giggled and said, “This should be good. Alex, left foot red.”

In order to get her left foot on a red dot, Alex had to hike her leg like a dog ready to pee and carry it over Gloria’s shoulders, then place it below Gloria’s left shoulder. Gloria hung her head. Alex’s crotch landed on the back of her neck. From above it looked like Gloria’s head was inside Alex’s body. “Damn, you did it,” Jayda said. “Those long, skinny legs come in handy.”

“Save it,” Gloria said. “This isn’t comfortable.”

“At least you didn’t end up with her butt-hole in your face, like I did,” Jayda said.

“You loved it,” Alex said.

“Did not.”

“Then why did you lick it?”

“I was trying to make you fall,” Jayda said.

“Whatever,” Gloria said. “Spin already!”

While the arrow twirled, Alex humped her groin, grinding her slippery pussy on Gloria’s neck. Gloria shouted, “Cheater,” and crashed down on the slick polka dot mat.

“Stretch wins again,” Jayda said.

Gloria flipped over under Alex, pulled her down, wrapped her arms and legs around her, then rolled Alex on her back, pinning her. “Loser,” Gloria said.

Alex’s oiled legs slid up Gloria’s, over the bubbles of her ass and around her back. Gloria’s tits squirted out from between their body’s. “I’m feeling like the winner now,” Alex said and started kissing Gloria.

Jayda straddled her two girlfriends, then dropped her crotch into the curve of Gloria’s lower back. It fit her like a human flesh saddle. She tightened her bent legs on their bodies. “Easy, girls, don’t get carried away, not yet.”

“It’s not me,” Gloria said.

“She’s the one holding me down and having her way with me,” Alex said.

Jayda got up and started wiping off her hands and feet. Alex and Gloria did the same. Jayda picked up her iPod, used the control wheel, then put it back and said, “Don’t sit on the couch. I’ll be right back.”

Alex cocked her head, looking at the speaker. “Did he just say, ‘Whip out my big ten inch?’ What are we listening to?”

“It’s one of my mother’s playlists,” Jayda said. “I think it’s cool.”

“Me too,” Gloria said. “Who is that?”

Jayda picked up the iPod again. “Aerosmith.”

“Ooh, leave them on,” Gloria said. “That’s the guy who was on Idol. He’s funny. Remember what he said?”

Alex nodded. “Hell fire, save matches, fuck a duck and see what hatches. That guy won, didn’t he?”

“I think so,” Jayda said. “It’s a playlist, it’ll play whatever. I’ll be right back.”

Gloria wanted to hear, Janie’s got a gun. That was the reason she knew who Aerosmith was.



The movie, Below Her Mouth, ended. The credits were climbing the TV screen. Deana and Rebecca were staring, but they weren’t reading. Neither of them spoke. It had been an hour since they’d said a word even though both of them had opened their mouths a dozens times.

During the movie, Dallas and Jasmine’s raw, animalistic lust for each other, aroused Deana and Rebecca, but the character’s exhibition of their passion and love challenged Deana and Rebecca. There may have been clubs somewhere in the world for lesbians to gather and cities where they could express their affection publicly, but as far as Deana and Rebecca were concerned, that didn’t happen in the deep South. The predicament Jasmine found herself in brought Deana to tears, which she hid from Rebecca.

“What do you think she did?” Deana asked. “Were they together at the end or just seeing each other on the side?”

When Rebecca turned towards her, there was evidence of repressed emotions. “I don’t know. I think they left it up to us to decide. She told her friends, though.”

“What would you do?” Deana asked.

“Not fair,” Rebecca said. “I can’t say.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not engaged to a guy and in love with a girl.”

“If you were?”

“If I had to choose between you and some guy, that’s easy. What about you?”

“Do you think someone could like girls that much, her whole life, and marry a guy?”

Rebecca shrugged. “She never explored those feelings. It was a kiss when she was young. Then her mother fucked her up, didn’t let them see each other again. Yeah, it probably happens all the time, especially around here.”

“I’m not gonna do it,” Deana said.

“What?”

“You know, with Evan, I’m not gonna do it.”

“Because you think you might end up engaged, then get caught getting fucked by my big black strap-on?”
Deana said, “No,” then she saw Rebecca’s expression change. Her girlfriend’s eyes filled with compassion. “I don’t wanna hurt you or him.” Now she felt vulnerable. “It’ll make everything crazy.”

Rebecca smiled. “Thank you, Dee. Are you afraid you might like it too much and decide—”

“No, no, that’s not it.”

“Then what?”

“I’m worried.”

“You’re always worried,” Rebecca said. “I think you should know what it’s like. I want to.”

Deana squinted her eye and wrinkled her nose. “You know already. You’ve had a bunch of boyfriends.”

“Don’t be mad, but not as many as you think, not like that.”

“What do you mean?” Deana asked.

“Guys lie, and the girls thought it was all true, so I never corrected them. I thought it made me more popular. That first time with James, that sucked.”

“Because he put it in the wrong hole?”

“Well, that, and it just wasn’t, oh, I didn’t like it. I mean it was better once I found a boy who knew what he was doing, sorta, but I’ve never had that OMG thing that everyone talks about. Not until you kissed me.”

“Then I really shouldn’t do it.”

Rebecca shook her head. “No, I want you to. You should have that experience. It’s important to know.”

“I know, Reb, I already know. You’ll always be my first, my first love.”

“And you mine, but—It’s up to you, but you should know what it feels like. It’s not a bad feeling, and I imagine if it’s with someone you really love it might be totally great. Maybe you’ll like it more or like both.”

“Not Evan. I don’t wanna hurt him or anyone else.”

“Like who, me? I told you—”

“No, not you. Anyone, anyone like—” Deana stopped and tried to figure out how much she should tell Rebecca. “Gloria has a crush on him, and if she found out.”

“You’re not gonna let her watch are you?”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“You think Evan would do anything with her?”

Deana was pretty sure he already had, but that wasn’t the real problem. “What if he wants more and I don’t? He’ll get his heart broken again?”

“Again? You already broke his heart?”

“I guess, but—Shit, see how complicated it is?”

“Not really,” Rebecca said.

“I think he’s fooling around with Candy.”

Rebecca’s mouth fell open, and she bounced on the couch. “Your mother and Evan! What the fuck. Shit, tell me more, more, more. How do you know?”

“I don’t,” she said. “Now I feel stupid. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Rebecca wiggled up close to her and said, “You wouldn’t have said it if you didn’t know. You read his mind and you—”

“I don’t read his mind…not really, but I haven’t seen him so I couldn’t have.”

“Then what makes you think that?”

“It’s stupid, but the way she looked. Remember what I said, she was glowing? I have nothing else to go on, but she looked so happy and, um, satisfied.”

“Wow, that would be—I don’t know. Your mother—You really think she’d…with Evan?”

“Reb, things aren’t as wonderful at my house as you think,” Deana said. “Candy doesn’t seem happy…that happy around my father. When Evan massages her and flirts with her—”

“Flirts!”

“You know what I mean, like when a boy pays a lot of attention to you and you know he’s interested.”

“I see boys doing that to you all the time, but you ignore them,” Rebecca said. “Your mom is young, really young, and she’s fuckin’ hot, for sure, but you think your brother would try to hook up with her?”

Deana’s shoulders rose as she sucked in a huge breath, then she blew out a long swoosh of air, and her body deflated. “I’m such a motor mouth. I never should have said anything, but Evan has had a crush on her since he was like eight. When they got married, he was heartbroken. If you ever say anything I’ll kill you.”

“I’m hurt that you think I might say something.”

“I know, I’m sorry. What can I do to make it better?”

Rebecca jumped up. “That movie had me excited, but thinking about your mother being more like my mother set me on fire.” She pulled Deana to her feet. “Come on.”

“You aren’t fucking me with a big black dildo!”

“I never said my mother had one of those.”



When Jayda returned to the den, her hands were behind her back, and there was a grin on her face. “Ready?”

Gloria and Alex nodded in unison.

“Close your eyes,” Jayda said. They did, but Jayda turned her back to them, anyway. “Okay, here it is.” She spun around, holding a dildo to her groin. Gloria and Alex stared. Jayda jerked her hips and wagged the fake penis. “Come and get it, girls. It feels just like the real thing, even these.” She cupped the big balls dangling from her pubic bone.

Gloria wrapped her hand around the cock and squeezed. “It does. Feel it, Alex.”

“It’s Cyberskin,” Jayda said. “They make sex dolls out of this stuff. I wanna get one like Evan and keep him in my closet.” Gloria tilted her head and glared at Jayda.

Alex wrapped her fingers around the thickest part and said, “It’s kinda big. Is Evan this big?”

Gloria wanted to say, if Evan’s cock were that small I would have sat on it this morning, but instead she forced herself to look shocked and said, “He’s my brother! I don’t check him out.”

Alex turned to Jayda as if she would know. Jayda said, “Come on Gloria, you must have noticed something. I bet he’s way bigger than this.” She waved the penis at Gloria.

“Come on, Gloria, tell us,” Alex said. “I’ve seen my brother’s. It would be hard not to. We live in the same house and share the bathroom. You know how boys are, they don’t care who sees it.”

Gloria shook her head. “He’s your little brother. You probably had to give him baths while you babysat.”

“Whatever,” Jayda said. “This is average length and skinny enough to practice giving head. You know, it’ll slide all the way down your throat.”

Alex put her hand on her throat. “Seriously?”

“Yup,” Jayda said. “Before the night is over, you’ll be an expert at doing deep throat.”

Gloria held the balls with both hands. “It’s amazing how real they feel.” She kissed each testicle before sucking one, then the other into her mouth.

Alex’s mouth hung open. “You’re supposed to put those in your mouth, too? God, you’re sluts, both of you.”

“Look who’s talking,” Jayda said. “You have been touching your little brother’s wiener.”

“I never said that!”

“Ya’ll stop,” Gloria said.

“Hey, you think your mom, you know, already used it?” Alex asked.

Jayda shrugged.