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No Fuck Boundaries: 12

"Riker, since you're feeling so bold today, perhaps you'd stand at the whiteboard and write things out for the class?"

And there it was. Riker closed his eyes. "I don't know if that's a good idea, Miss," he said.

"Probably should have thought of that beforehand," Ms. Lynn suggested languidly. "There's nothing inherently wrong with nudity, as I'm sure your classmates would agree--"

Riker peeked around behind him and quickly turned his eyes back front. There were so many stares directed straight at him. Not unexpected, but harder to handle when he couldn't keep track of who was checking him out at any given moment.

"--but there's a time and a place, and this isn't it," Ms. Lynn continued. "And sure, I could just send you to the principal and be done with it, but what fun would that be?"

A few murmurs of agreement drifted up from other students.

"This might be considered an abuse of power, Miss," Izzy suggested.

Ms. Lynn raised an eyebrow. "And as your brother's attorney, what are you proposing?"

"Um... no principal, no detention, and extra credit?"

Ms. Lynn snorted. "Ambitious, but I don't mind ambition. If I agree, we won't have a repeat of this little incident, will we?"

Izzy turned to her brother for a second, then back to their teacher. Riker was painfully turned on, and also wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. She could see that just by looking at him. She herself was, thereby, ridiculously turned on also, and probably not thinking totally straight. However they'd dug themselves this deep already with no easy way out. Might as well get something for it.

"Agreed," Izzy said. "Ri, you, uh, gotta go to the board."

Riker slowly stood. "I'd like a moment of silence for the death of my dignity, please."

Ms. Lynn had her feet casually up on her desk now, still relaxing like this was an every day kind of thing. The glint in her eyes was all that betrayed her interest.

"And he's still got jokes," Ms. Lynn complimented. "I'd almost think you'd done this sort of thing before."

Riker moved unsteadily to the very front of class, right in front of the whiteboard. He selected a marker, then turned and dealt with all eyes being on him. It was more intense, in a way, but also allowed his imagination to turn off and stop running wild on him.

His cock twitched, which sent titters through the room.

"Settle, class," Ms. Lynn said. "It's just a penis. Some of you may be getting a little extra education this period, which isn't necessarily a bad thing."

She gave the class a moment to calm down, and in the process gave Riker longer to awkwardly stand by himself, very, very nakedly in front of everyone. He was grateful to Izzy who sent him support just with her eyes and presence. This would have been so much worse without her. Though, arguably, he wouldn't be in the situation without her. He'd be... well, probably home by now, honestly. Left to his own devices he wouldn't have faced to classes like this.

strong impulse to just start jerking off and cum in front of everyone. He didn't dare, of course, but he'd dream of doing so for days and months to come. And Izzy had promised him she'd do anything he wanted, which was more of a reward than

to see on the board?" Ms. Lynn asked

whiteboard, which meant turning away from everyone again

just as hard as anyone, and was in fact getting rather lost in her daydreams. She could practically feel all the emotions Riker was experiencing. They'd always shared a twin connection that went

might as well have been her up in front of everyone with no clothes on. She could see herself there, feel the heat and arousal of it. It was altogether too tempting to strip and join her brother, just to be physically next to him

pen between her fingers. "You don't want to 'find' your clothes

"Um... I told you--"

carry on then. Just

her folded arms. Ms. Lynn was absolutely not helping her keep her thoughts clear. To actually have a teacher punish her brother like that, like whatever this was. It was so unorthodox, and

He was holding out ok for now, and she hoped that lasted. She'd have to

board. His cheeks warmed, and not from embarrassment this time. He could sense the sort of things going on in her head, how much she was getting off on this, and that she was still there for him. He couldn't wait for a

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half-closed, legs spread wide. She had Athena between her legs

you're getting so good

beamed up at her. "It's all that practice

good influence on each other, or a bad

pussy, making her friend moan and quiver. She wanted Helena to cum, it got her all hot and bothered in a way that kind of scared her to examine too closely. After all, they were just best

her pussy the whole time. Athena kept licking Helena's clit until she was done

lap, licking pussy off her lips. "You know,

but don't say it while looking at me

"Why not?"

to think that we need to be more

we don't. We're just friends doing friend type stuff for each

should I lick your

slightly. "You know what I

inside her too, despite

do

you just

just like some stuff when you do it.

that line all the time. They were both in complicated situations at home, as far as love went, and this substitute for

happily toward the shelves along the sides of Helena's office that held a variety of prototype sex toys. They really weren't meant to be used, let alone at the office during work hours, but that informal rule

secure, and easy to untie, all without sacrificing strength or safety. It wasn't exactly up to the lofty design specs, but

Helena sorted out the rope while Athena shed her clothes. The women were very comfortable naked around each other these days. It had been awkward the first few times they'd messed around, but they were experienced enough now--both with each other and just generally in life--that a little

still a thrill. It had