Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 3 "Arguably. And you'd want her to sit on your face while you finished?" Riker gave a little whimper and felt his orgasm stirring deep within. "Kinda, yeah." Izzy's fingers were a practiced blur on her clit as she shifted her gaze hungrily back and forth between the porn and her twin brother.

"You notice they look a bit like us?" she asked.

"Only a very little bit," Riker said. "They've got brownish hair, sure, and blue eyes." "And the right noses. And he looks like he could be a runner." "I don't know about that." "He's not the exquisitely toned specimen you are, of course," Izzy said teasingly.

"Uh huh. Well she's kinda got your ass." "You think?" "Yours is better, obviously." "Yes, obviously." Izzy waited as long as she could hold the question in. "What would you do if I sat on your face?" Riker groaned, felt his orgasm kick into overdrive at the immediate flash of imagination his sister had forced upon him, then tingled and shivered as he cover himself. Izzy liked when he con his tummy, much like the boy in the video, and Riker happily obliged her. It only really meant a bit of a messier clean up after, and it was worth it to help Izzy cum.

Izzy felt her trigger key off of Riker cumming on himself, as it so often did. Nothing in her life had ever made her cum so consistently as watching him finish. It was to a point she wasn't even sure she could cum if he didn't. Sometimes she worried about that, but mostly it was just kind of a normal state of affairs for her.

Riker's strokes slowed down to nearly nothing as the last of his cum dribbled out onto his fingers. Izzy was still jilling fast and furious, but it wasn't long before she too gasped and shuddered, then moaned soft and low as she came.

The sibs sat next to each other, feeling the reassurance of each other's intimate presence while they calmed down a bit. Izzy then turned to Riker and carefully kissed him on the cheek, just barely missing his lips. He did the sto her.

They then each grabbed a tissue to wipe cum off of Riker, and leave him an only marginally sticky mess before bedtime.

Izzy snuggled herself nakedly under covers while Riker padded back across the floor, dropping the laptop back on their desk, and slipped into his own bed.

"Good night, Izzy." "Sweet dreams, Ri." **** In the bedroom next door to the twins, Zoe lay in her bed playing with her pussy. She usually couldn't hear any distinct words through the wall, but certain sounds could carry through enough to be understood. Apparently neither Riker or Izzy had yet realized their sneaky fun times weren't quite as sneaky as they thought.

Zoe hadn't realized what was happening the first tshe'd caught the twins masturbating together. Smoans and whines from her sibs' room, sure, they were getting off, that was all fine and good. And then at spoint she'd realized no, they weren't just getting off, they were getting off together. It seemed so obvious in retrospect. That had turned a formerly amusing thing that she overheard every now and then into something more alluring.

Zoe had considered telling Riker and Izzy she could hear them, but decided not to. She could claim she didn't want to embarrass them, but that would be a lie. It had a lot more to do with her own horniness.

The sex noises Vi and her errant trysts made were far too much, too obvious, trying to get a reaction. The twins thought no one knew what they were up to, which was sexier right off the bat. Plus, of course, brothers and sisters masturbating together was, traditionally, somewhat frowned upon. Zoe considered that a bonus when it cto eavesdropping on intimate moments.

She was something of a connoisseur of her younger sibs' habits these days. The sounds of them cumming were well known to her, as was the tradition of Riker always cumming slightly before Izzy. Zoe wasn't quite sure why that was, but all the scenarios in her head were hot, or cute, or both.

Zoe sometimes cwhile thinking about Riker and Izzy doing more than just masturbating together, but she'd never believed they were doing anything to that extent. She wasn't sure why, exactly, other than her long-term chronicling of the naughty noises they made at night, which arguably made her a bit of an expert.

As was her routine on the nights when the twins got up to no good, Zoe rubbed her pussy while listening to them, then eventually got off to the sounds of them subsequently cumming together. She then curled up in her bed and enjoyed drifting pleasantly off to sleep.

**** Riker and Izzy went through their classes the next day as usual. They used to get sjokes about always being together, even sharing all the sclasses, but since teasing didn't usually get much of a reaction most people who knew them just sort of took it for granted these days.

They ate lunch together in the cafeteria where they were joined by Celeste and Aurora, two of their friends from the track team. The girls made a distinctive pair as they were together nearly as often as Riker and Izzy were, and Celeste's naturally red hair with Aurora's dyed blue hair made them stand out in a crowd. Rumour had it Aurora's choice of colour was a deliberate choice to go with Celeste's, though the twins had never asked and didn't know exactly why.

"Coach is making us all run laps after school," Celeste said.

"We heard," Riker said. He sat next to Izzy, now across from their friends, and holding his sister's hand under the table.

"Heard she's pissed at someone," Izzy added. "Gonna really give it to us at practice." Aurora nodded. "We think someone mouthed off to her again." "Oh god, really?" Izzy said. "They gotta stop doing that. We always get laps until we puke if someone's a little shit." Riker shrugged. "I mean, running's running. It's what we were gonna do anyway." All three girls made a face at him. "Don't know why you're so calm about it," Celeste said. "Your endurance is one of the lowest on the team." "Always room for improvement then," Riker said cheerfully.

Aurora groaned. "Please tellhe's joking, Izzy. He's not really such ridiculous optimist, surely." Izzy gave Riker a look. "Yeah, he's just getting a rise out of you. And succeeding." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Riker just smiled to himself and squeezed Izzy's hand gently under the table.

"Anyway," Aurora said, "we actually really wanted to ask you two about the dance coming up." "Yeah, you guys going?" Celeste asked.

Izzy and Riker exchanged glances.

"Most likely," Izzy said.

"We don't have dates though," Riker said.

Celeste and Aurora exchanged glances of their own.

"Well we could definitely set you both up," Aurora said.

"But you both just want to go together," Celeste said. "So it's kinda pointless." "How would you know what we want?" Izzy asked.

"You're kidding, right?" Aurora said. "How long have we been friends?" "A long time." "Exactly." The twins exchanged another glance.

"I mean, it's just easier going together," Riker said. "No worrying about dates and making good impressions and stuff." "True," Izzy said. "Plus we're better dancers than most people, and they can't keep up." "I'd say you two are cute," Celeste said, "but I'm worried that if you guys never date 'cause it's easier not to, you're never gonna find anyone but each other." "This is our concern," Aurora agreed.

Izzy looked at her brother, then back to Celeste and Aurora. "Enh, we could do worse." **** Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Riker regretted his optimism about track practice. Their coach was, indeed, on a tear, and intent on sweating punishment out of everyone. He still didn't even really know why.

Riker could do distance running, but was much better on short distances. After several laps, he was lagging, his lack of endurance catching up with him.

The plus side, one of the good things about being the only boy running with a dozen girls, was that he hadam steady stream of tight butts passing him that he could happily stare at for a bit before they got too far ahead of him. "You'd probably run faster if you'd stop checking everyone out as they go by," Izzy said, catching up to him again.

Riker tried to shrug, which was hard to do effectively while running. "Who needs faster? I'm struggling as is." "No denial that you were watching everyone's butt?" "Would denying it work?" "No." "Then I won't bother." Izzy snorted, an effect also marred while running and softly panting. "Trying to decide who you want to ask to the dance?" "Based on cuteness of butt? I guess there's worse criteria." Riker shook his head. "But no, we're going together, right?"

Izzy smiled, feeling that warmth that Riker created in her that she really didn't always understand, but enjoyed when she felt it. "Of course. Just checking. It'd be harsh getting stood up by my brother." "Yeah, right." Izzy sped up a little and stayed in front of Riker for a bit. She waited for the curve of

the running track to let her look back at him without being too obvious about it. Riker was pretty zoned out and not paying attention, but his eyes were locked loosely on her backside. She smiled to herself and kept pace in front of him until their coach finally blew her whistle and called the team all in. Riker flopped over on the grass, unashamedly sprawling out and pretending to die from exertion. The performance got a few giggles.

"Very funny, Mr. MacIsaac," Coach Watson said, rolling her eyes at the theatrics. "You know it just makesthink we need to work on your distance running more." "I'm built for sprints!" Riker protested.

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