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."

have a point. No one else had ever eaten her pussy or ass before Cait, and Vi was enjoying having her horizons broadened in

somewhat muffled by Vi's ass.

good with

"Fank 'oo."

to her mirror. She mostly could only see her own naked body, 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 the

Her legs weren't exactly going weak,

"Hey, do you--"

proceedings. Riker stood there,

you not knock?!" Vi

the garage, no," Riker answered absently. He tilted his head as though trying to better peer at what Cait was

like it shouldn't have

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

not gonna be

kick your ass, neither of us

that a

lunge from Vi and Riker was gone, slamming

a defensive measure.

someone who wants

mean to

"It's not funny."

"It's a little funny."

to be interrupted just then," Vi

We'll pick up again later,

"... anything?"

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

"Absolutely not."

don't know what I was going

Vi said. "You're way more of a

I mean... he was into

not fuck

her arms around Vi from behind.

this might be totally wrong and a terrible

"Why?"

you know, you like dick more

"Shit, yeah. Sorry about--"

be sorry about. I know

for a moment. "I should

worry about it on my

dinner. Not for

"Oh sure."

alone during dinner and afterward. Izzy and Riker were, as usual, all wrapped up in each other. Vi wasn't far behind them, being all obsessed with her girlfriend lately

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

that, she knew. Sometimes she was bored, lonely, and

living room all to herself. She watched some tv, and idly masturbated for a

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she heard 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 it should drive