Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 47

Vi had to admit she felt more nervous and excited tingles while being naked for Cait than she ever did for anyone else. She felt lots of good things around Cait, really, but she still wasn't happy not knowing what it all meant.

"Sometimes it's annoying how you seem to have life so calmly figured out," Vi said. "I just want you to know that."

Cait took a comfortable seat to perv on Vi from. "Darling, I'm a stripper, and currently dating one of my bouncers. Not to denigrate my profession or my choices, but let's pump the brakes a little on assuming I know what I'm doing with my life."

Vi grabbed some weights and did a few sets with them, delaying moving into doing more squats as she knew that's what Cait was waiting for. Might as well make her squirm a little first.

"I've been thinking about that some too," Vi said. "I feel like I probably want to do something else at some point, but I've never been too interested in any particular line of work."

"It's a problem," Cait agreed. "You think about going respectable, and it's just like, what, working in a boring-ass office all day for a pay cut? Yeah right."

Vi, using her mirror's reflection, watched Cait staring at her ass. She mostly stuck with exercises that displayed her backside to maximum effect for a while, while trying not to appear too much like she was specifically seeking more of Cait's attention.

"I could maybe see you with a respectable career," Vi said. "But I feel like you'd need a seriously rebellious streak somewhere in your life."

"You think I'm rebellious?"

"Not exactly. But I think you enjoy giving society the finger, metaphorically speaking." "Something we have in common then," Cait said.

"What's that mean?"

"Really? My sexy punk-ass badass?" Cait bit her lip while staring hard at Vi's backside. "If we're talking about, as you put it, giving society the finger...."

"I am who I am."

"I know. And trust me, I enjoy it." Cait slipped from her perch and padded slowly toward Vi. "You ever think about like doing personal training or something?"

"For a career? Or for you so you can perv on me some more?"

"Both. Either." Cait knelt down behind Vi. "I'm probably not the only one who would pay good money for you to... teach me."

Cait started kissing Vi's butt before a response could be mustered. Just on Vi's cheeks at first, but Cait gradually spread her and zeroed in on her asshole.

"What... what are you doing now?" Vi asked, despite being pretty sure she knew the

answer.

"Thought I might eat your ass," Cait said. She landed a kiss dead centre on Vi's butthole. "If I had to guess, probably no one's done this for you before." "Well...."

"For boinking so many dudes, you're an awfully vanilla girl, Vi."

"Hey!"

"Not a bad thing. Just saying. I don't mind opening your mind to some new possibilities."

"... my mind's not what you're opening right now."

"Hehe, yeah."

No one else had ever eaten her pussy or ass before Cait, and Vi was

somewhat muffled by Vi's ass. "Seemed like a good time

kinda good

"Fank 'oo."

bent over and slightly flushed and sweaty. Cait was partly visible, enough to know what she was up to. That image alone didn't nearly do justice to

bench as Cait ate her ass out. Her legs weren't exactly going weak, but she was definitely thinking about the

"Hey, do you--"

unceremoniously interrupting proceedings. Riker stood there,

not

garage, no," Riker answered absently. He tilted his head as though trying to better peer at what Cait was up to with her face buried

feeling like it shouldn't have to

Riker said. "Um... Mom wants to know if Cait's staying

gonna

up and kick your ass,

a

a quick lunge from Vi and Riker was gone, slamming the door quickly

a defensive measure.

wants my help..." Vi

mean to interrupt, you know," Cait

"It's not funny."

"It's a little funny."

want to be interrupted

I know. We'll pick up again later, ok?

"... anything?"

Cait said, ruffling Vi's hair affectionately. "And speaking of your

"Absolutely not."

I was

said. "You're way

was into it. You

not fuck

guess that's fair," Cait said, wrapping her arms around Vi

and a terrible idea, that

"Why?"

you like dick

"Shit, yeah. Sorry about--"

no," Cait said firmly. "You don't have anything to be sorry about.

for a moment.

worry about it

dinner. Not

"Oh sure."

all wrapped up in

most of the evening. Vi and Cait similarly occupied themselves in a way that involved the occasional giggle or moan slipping past Vi's bedroom door. Even Helena had been having an awful lot of phone time with Athena of late. Phone sex, more specifically. Zoe had noted that, though she wasn't sure any

shouldn't creep about like that, she knew. Sometimes

in their various bedrooms, Zoe took over the living room all to herself. She watched some tv, and idly masturbated for a

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movement. Cait and Vi headed to the door, as it happened. Vi seeing Cait off to work, apparently. Zoe never understood how her sister and her coworkers could stand working hours like that. It felt like