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...."

mind what you wear, sweetie," Helena said as calmly as she could manage. She could swear she could see

remember?" Izzy said.

you and your brother are much more comfortable around

folded her arms in response. "So

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

and Izzy both turned to Riker, who was bright red

up penis better," Riker

Izzy said. "He's just

"That's true," Riker said.

match, that's fine. But you've got different body parts. You

say pussy?" Izzy

vagina, but that gets into technical details about how

maybe we should have some more appropriate panties for

need 'em," Riker said. "This isn't

might happen

"It won't."

"It might."

"It won't!"

"It might!"

"It--"

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maybe I'll leave you two to your very fascinating and insightful discussion,"

Mom," the

"Love you both."

"Love you too!"

back turned

"It won't!"

"It might!"

"It won't!"

"It might!"

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

this, for putting certain thoughts in her head about younger guys, and even her own son. Truth was, she probably would have been somewhat turned

a bad Mom," she whispered to

practically been

but it was pretty obvious the twins must change around each

each other dress. Like what if

thinking some of the things she was. Like Riker and Izzy kneeling at the foot of her bed and just watching their mother rub herself to them.

"Fuck it," Helena muttered.

an awful lot of samples from work that she'd brought home, and really hadn't even used half of them, but it was

imagination," she

her; doing stripteases, rubbing up on each

like that in reality, and she shouldn't want them to at all. And yet... it wasn't hard to imagine them being that