Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 19

"Mostly, yeah."

Zoe fetched her sketchbook and supplies, then sat and started drawing. She didn't usually draw her siblings, but Vi was right there, and she was feeling particularly emotionally close this morning, so she drew Vi lifting weights.

"You could just tell the twins they turn you on, and ask them to cut it out," Vi suggested.

"Ew, no. First of all, that's not what it is. Second of all, can you imagine me actually walking up and being like 'hey, you two are sexy together, cut it out please?""

"Well maybe don't phrase it like that."

"And what if it's just masturbating together and wearing each other's clothes? There's nothing wrong with that. Well not much wrong."

"So ask if you can masturbate with them," Vi said. "Or something. I don't know."

Zoe flushed. "I don't... I don't masturbate with other people. That's a private thing." "Would you want to though? If someone asked?"

"Oh god. Maybe? Are you asking?"

"Not really. But hey, if I'm into girls, maybe we should give it a try sometime."

"You're just messing with me now," Zoe said, frowning.

"Yep. But you're drawing me, so fair's fair."

Zoe looked down at her sketch. "You wouldn't mind staying a little more still, would you?"

"Sorry, Zo. You get what you pay for with models."

"Yeah," Zoey grumbled thoughtfully. "I guess you do."

****

Helena cautiously wandered in to the living room. The twins were snuggled so close on the couch, which wasn't unusual for them, but did make Helena rather wistful about how long it had been since she'd had anyone she wanted to cuddle so tight. Riker and Izzy never even had to think about it. They were just who they were, and always had each other to be with.

Helena cleared her throat, which got her the attention of both her youngest children. "So, Riker, I didn't know you wore that kind of underwear."

"No no no, not usually," Riker said. "Just--"

"We decided to match today," Izzy said. "That's all."

"Yes, well, I just wanted to point out that while my company doesn't actually make undergarments, we do have close connections to some who do, and it wouldn't be any trouble to get some panties that are cut to be more... accommodating to those with a penis."

Riker blushed and looked away shyly. Izzy just giggled.

"Sure, Mom, that'd be neat," Izzy said.

"I don't need them," Riker said. "This isn't... I don't...."

sweetie," Helena said as calmly as she could manage. She could swear she could see his dick twitching

Mom, remember?" Izzy said. "I don't

"Yes, dear, but I suspect you and your brother are much more comfortable around each other than the rest of us are. Which isn't a bad

arms in response.

what it is, that you two insist on sharing a room, and are closer than any other siblings I've ever known," Helena said. "That's a good feeling. But family needs a

and Izzy both turned to Riker, who was bright red by

penis better," Riker mumbled. "Got

Izzy said. "He's

"That's true," Riker said.

want to match, that's fine. But you've got different body parts. You should take that into account. You're not showing off your pussy nearly as much

just say pussy?" Izzy asked,

I know words too. I'd call it your vagina, but that

"Ok, Mom, maybe we should

said.

happen

"It won't."

"It might."

"It won't!"

"It might!"

"It--"

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leave you two to your very fascinating and insightful discussion,"

the

"Love you both."

"Love you too!"

back turned before they started up

"It won't!"

"It might!"

"It won't!"

"It might!"

lay on her bed for a while, deep in thought. Eventually, inevitably, she let her hands drift down, push her pants and underwear down, and

about younger guys, and even her own son. Truth

Mom,"

about Riker and his cock had practically been trying to break free of Izzy's panties, but

must change around

if they helped each other dress. Like what if they'd slipped panties on each other that morning

Riker and Izzy kneeling at the foot of her bed and just watching their mother

"Fuck it," Helena muttered.

across her floor, and grabbed a vibrator from the collection in her closet. She had an awful lot of samples from work that she'd brought home, and really hadn't even used half of

she said to assuage

her kids showed off for her; doing stripteases, rubbing up on each other, even making out

so bad. They'd never do things like that in reality, and she shouldn't want them to at all. And yet... it wasn't hard