Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 4 Coach Watson pursed her lips, but couldn't help a small smile at Riker's antics. "You're just lucky you're the entire boys' team by yourself. You'd be in trouble if I had options." "Funny," Izzy said, "that's what I always tell him too." Riker stuck his tongue out at his sister, still flat on his back on the ground.

Coach Watson shook her head, then looked down at her clipboard. "Anyway, I got word that recruiters will indeed be at the next meet, as we'd hoped. They--" Izzy groaned. "Is that why you were punishing us today?" "I wasn't--" "Yeah, we thought you were pissed at someone," Aurora said.

"I'm really not so petty as that," Coach Watson said, eyes narrowed. "You lot do your best to shirk endurance training at every opportunity, but you need it sometime." "Oh," Celeste said. "Well... I guess that's kinda true." Riker raised his hand. "I don't." "You especially do," Coach Watson said.

"No, see, I'm comfortable with my weaknesses and want learn to love myself as I am. If I--" "Two more laps, Mr. MacIsaac." Riker got to his feet with a long, tic sigh. "This is sexist, you know." "No, this is you being a show off and suffering the consequences." "She's got you there, Ri," Izzy called cheerfully at her brother as he jogged back onto the running track.

Izzy noted, as she often did, how many eyes fixed to Riker as he retreated. She'd wondered if he ever noticed how many of the girls checked him out from tto time, or if he was too busy checking them out to notice. She felt a small surge of protective jealousy at all the attention on him, along with happiness for her twin brother that he could command such interest. It was a difficult pairing of emotions at times. Confusing, if nothing else.

**** Riker got a whole shower room to himself after practice. Sometimes there were other sports happening at a similar tso there'd be more boys around, or sometimes if it was in the middle of the school day there would be plenty of regular use. A fair amount of the tit was just him. One of the perks of being the only boy on the track team.

That and being surrounded by hot girls. That didn't hurt either. It made running difficult at times, sure, and was probably just as much to blfor his poor performances at times as were any of his actual faults. He couldn't really help his cock getting in the way.

It currently throbbed gently under the spray of water as Riker rinsed off the sweat of the practice. He really did enjoy running with so many hot girls, though he would have done it just because Izzy liked it. And not just because he preferred watching her butt the most out of all of them.

"I really thought you'd be jerking off," Izzy said.

Riker turned and saw his sister padding toward him. He tilted his head curiously. "What, did you sneak in here just to catchat it?" he asked.

Izzy had, in fact, done precisely that. She'd slipped away with her stuff to the boys' locker room, which she was delighted to find was empty other than her brother. She'd hesitated momentarily and just watched him wash himself off, then gone ahead and taken her running clothes off so she could shower too. Choosing the showerhead next to Riker, the twins each stood nude under the spray, eyeing each other and gauging the other's mood.

"It was too crowded in the other shower," Izzy lied smoothly.

"Sure it was," Riker said, not buying it for a second. "It so happened to be too crowded the very day after I told you that I sometimes jerk off in here by myself?" || "... yes." "Quite a coincidence." "Not enough of one. You aren't even jerking off." Riker's eyes flicked down to his erection, currently pointed directly at Izzy, then back up to her. "You know, you could just ask." Izzy rolled her eyes. "Oh I see. Turning my own words from last night back against me, huh?" "It's only fair. We can both ask for stuff if we want it." "Well what do you want right now? Maybe I don't want to force you into jerking off if you don't want to." Riker considered the question. It was, admittedly, very difficult to think straight with Izzy so very naked and wet in front of him. He was used to being naked with her in the safety and comfort of their room, often in the dark. This was quite different.

"I think, maybe, that mostly I want to jerk off when you wantto," Riker said eventually.

Izzy had her turn to think seriously, which was just as tricky for her standing next to her wet, naked, very erect brother as it had been for him. "Because it's hotter that way?" "Maybe. More because... it feels right. Like... like everything feels better if I know you're enjoying yourself too." Izzy cocked her head. "I get that. You know I struggle to even cum if I don't see you cum first?" "I'd kind of wondered about that. What about, like, when you have your dates with Mr. Showerhead?" Izzy blushed faintly. "Well... it's nice, but it's harder to cum. And I usually have to think about you cumming. A lot of the tI just don't even get there." "Oh." "What about you?" "Same, kinda." "Like you stand in here and think about me?" || yeah." "And here I thought it was all those butts you were checking out while we were running," Izzy teased.

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! "It is. That's what getsgoing. And then... and then it's always just one after a while." Izzy bit her lip and stared at her twin brother with big, hopeful eyes. "Mine?" "Yours." Slowly, carefully, Izzy turned around so her back was to Riker. "And like, what if I did this?" Riker's eyes traveled down the smooth curve of his sister's back to her tight, wet ass. "That might get me," he admitted, his voice cracking a bit.

Izzy looked back over her shoulder. "Not enough, apparently." "Maybe... maybe bend over some?" Izzy's heart pounded. She tried to act casual as she kept her legs slightly spread, knees straight, and slowly leaned over until she was at nearly ninety degrees. It was by far the lewdest pose she'd ever struck for anyone, let alone her brother. She again looked over her shoulder while bracing her hands on her thighs.

Riker whimpered softly as Izzy bent over. He kind of couldn't believe that he'd gone ahead and asked her to do it. Seeing her in that kind of pose was a far cry from just masturbating together in their room like normal. He saw her head turn just as he was grabbing his cock, and watched the question she was about to ask die on her lips. "So that's what it takes, huh?" Izzy said, watching Riker's hand move on his shaft with a fixed, unl gaze. "Sometimes, I guess." "What do you do when you don't have a sister around willing to pose like a porn star?" "It's a struggle." "Uh huh." Riker stroked himself faster, so crazy turned on beyond what he usually felt while showering after a practice.

Izzy found it hard to keep still for him as she got all buzzed up too, her heart still hammering and her legs getting a bit wobbly.

"You aren't going to rub yourself too?" Riker asked.

Izzy started slightly at the question. "What, here? What kind of girl do think I am?" "... is that a serious question right now?" "Just... shush and just cum already." "I'm going as fast as I can, jeez." Riker reached out without thinking and put his free hand on Izzy's ass cheek, gently spreading her butt for an even more intimate view. She gasped but didn't protest. Riker was fixated on his twin sister's ass, and to a lesser extent her pussy, but the lewdness of it all still only worked for him so intensely because it was all part of Izzy, and he knew it.

Izzy trembled at feeling her brother's hand on her butt. She had a flash of disbelief at how readily she'd shown herself off to him like this, and how easily she accepted him spreading her booty even more. That was followed by the easy acceptance that yes of course she'd do this for him. She would have done it long ago if he'd ever asked. But then, neither of them would have asked for anything like this. They were twins first and foremost. Always would be. 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!

And yet... here they were. Izzy had gone over and over the idea of sneaking in here with him, considered the dangers of getting caught at it, of recognized how stupidly horny it was, and she'd still done it. After that, it had seemed way less crazy that it usually would have to just present herself like this and watch him jerk off to her. "It's, shit, it's hard to finish," Riker said.

"Even grabbing my bum like that?" Riker's hand jerked away, to Izzy's inner disappointment.

"Sorry." "No, it's--" "Usually when we do this, it's when you're gonna get off too." Izzy trembled, feeling like she should probably stand up straight again, but refusing to do so. "So... so you cum when you think I'm going to, and I cum when you have?" "It's kinda how it usually is, isn't it?" "... did we get ourselves stuck in cumming paradox?" "Not quite. But yeah, basically." "Shit." Izzy took a deep breath. "Ok, don't think I'm gonna do this all the time, 'cause I'm not." "What are--" "You need to cum on my ass, Ri." "Iz...." "Like right now. Cum on it." "Oh my god." "Look, I know this is different from just masturbating together. Maybe I shouldn't have cin here like this. I was horny. It happens. Maybe we should just stick with getting off together before bed like normal. That works for us. It's just twin stuff." "I don't know if that's normal twi--" "But Ri, if you don't cum on my ass right this fucking minute, I'ma kick your ass." Riker couldn't figure out exactly what was happening. It was something very close to dirty talk, but not quite. Whatever the hell it was, it worked.

He honestly didn't know if it was Izzy's demand that did it, as though his body would naturally just obey her, or if it was her constant om reference to cumming on her ass. The latter seemed the more likely. Riker had been wondering before that what would happen if he con her. One of those horny thoughts. He probably wouldn't have actually done it. Probably. But if she was insisting firmly that he had to, well that was a different story. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1