Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 52

Zoe was sitting at her computer, idly chewing her thumbnail. She was mildly stuck on the story she'd been writing, unsure quite where it was headed next. That was part of the problem with unintentionally basing more and more of it on her family; there were certainly moments of intense inspiration, but she didn't feel like she could invent anything too out of character when she had less material to work with.

Zoe studied her previous few paragraphs she'd written, as though somehow that might help. Sometimes her own writing could turn her on like crazy, nearly as much as sexy moments with her family. Probably largely because of the naughty memories being invoked.

In this case, despite being kind of in the mood to masturbate to her own smut, she wasn't really at a hot point in the story. It was a bit frustrating.

Zoe caught the sounds of a car parking in the driveway. One or more of her siblings returning home, most likely. Zoe swiveled back and forth in her computer chair a bit more, trying to jog her creativity a bit, then gave up and pattered out of her room to see about maybe hanging with one of her sibs for a bit.

She was, as it happened, just in time to catch Cait nakedly darting toward Vi's room and into safety. Cait had been running fast enough that Zoe didn't believe her eyes at first, and wasn't sure that Cait had noticed her presence. Vi followed behind at a more leisurely pace and just grinned at Zoe in a way that seemed to confirm the evidence her eyes had given her.

Slowly, dazedly, Zoe turned back to her computer and sat down. After a moment's thought, she started typing.

"Don't have to wait long sometimes," she murmured to herself.

Already her mind was running wild with new ideas, mainly in regard to what possible reason Cait would have to be without her clothes, and what she and Vi were going to get up to.

Zoe had to kind of shoe horn in a new character to her story, but what the hell, not everything had to technically be about her family. She was aware the thread of the whole thing was getting a little thin and tangled as she kept adding new themes, characters, and sexy times as inspiration struck, but that was fine. It wasn't like anyone else was going to read it anyway. It was all just for her, for writing practice, and for masturbation purposes. Plot and consistency were more malleable and forgiving than they might be under different circumstances.

Zoe's hand sneaked down to her pussy more and more as she turned herself on. After a while she had to give in and grab her vibrator to shove down her panties so she could leave her hands free. She typed away while grinding on her toy and letting its vibrations do their thing.

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Riker was slowest into the house, somehow still saddled with carrying all of the shopping. He dropped off Vi's bags in front of her door, then took his purchases into his room. Izzy was there already, holding a dress up to herself in the mirror. She quickly put it away before Riker could get much of a look at it.

"Oh hey, you're back," Izzy said. She moved in for kisses. "Get anything good?"

"Sure hope so," Riker said, slipping his hands around Izzy's waist. "You look like you found a dress."

"Mmhm. No peeking yet though."

"Haha, ok."

Izzy gently tousled Riker's hair. "Got a haircut and everything, huh?"

"Yeah. It was that or Cait trying to style it like Vi's. I guess it was getting a touch long."

"Maybe. I liked the way it was. I mean, I like it more now, though. So clean and handsome."

"Aww, thanks, Iz."

Riker fully groped his sister's ass as they made out some more. Her hands running through his hair were driving him kind of crazy. Or, rather, crazier than he already was.

"Listen, hold up a sec," Riker finally gasped as he unlatched from Izzy's mouth. "Why?" Izzy purred.

"'Cause we actually gotta do something."

"Do we

said, smiling as Izzy perked

good then, 'cause I'm kinda

"Mmhm. Me too."

Riker's heart as though she could sense his arousal just from the way it was beating. "I can tell.

huh?"

said. "I really assumed you just wanted

kinda do." Riker put his hand over

minute. Some more makeouts like that

tempted, but shook his head. "We have

"Which is what exactly."

we need to kind of go, like, have sex with Vi and Cait."

anything... oh, really? Just like

"I mean I wasn't expecting that, but if you think it's important, then

is."

some of it doesn't actually make any sense even to me when I try and say

a kiss. "But it's

"Yeah, I think so."

it's gonna be hot

"Most likely."

"And we'll be together?"

The next chapter

"I insisted."

do it. You can explain why

more nerves

from something. So much that you're probably not thinking

nodded bashfully. "Kinda,

out when our heads

smart one," Riker said, kissing Izzy's

Riker's head where it was and exposing

it involves doing something you're kind of interested in anyway?" "Maybe especially in those cases, yes." Izzy bit her lip. "Vi really wants

of complicated. But mostly... mostly I think she wants a cock to help bridge the gap between sex she knows and sex she wants. Not so much 'cause she wants to fuck

"Lots of other guys out there. I think under that facade of hers, she's not all that different

are

let's go

on," Riker said. "Before we go, I did kinda pick up some new underwear. Maybe... maybe

you think Vi and Cait are gonna like,

it?"

red. "We don't have to, but--" "No no, let me see

"OK."

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known her. Hornier even than back at the lingerie store. For once in her life, Vi actually felt overmatched in bed. Not through physical strength, as Vi was still more than capable of pinning Cait down if she