Chapter 2: "Guilty Pleasure"
"Guilty Pleasure"
by Lexa
Featuring Lexa & Zerin
Zerin exhaled sharply, index finger and thumb pressed firmly against his eyes. The opossum had just finished a gaming stream, satisfied with his progress for the night. He simply couldn't concentrate for much longer, at this rate. "Fucking hell... what's wrong with me." he snarled under his breath, glaring at an empty screen. Ever since the other night that he was helping his sister set up her bed, he couldn't stop thinking of all the things he'd done or _nearly _done that night. Leaning back in his chair, his eyes drifted shut as he recalled just how his sister's plush thighs and ass felt pressed against his legs...
Another frustrated sigh escaped his lungs. He wondered if Lexa had noticed all the telltale signs of sexual frustration that hung between them that night. She'd been her same old self around him for the most part, excluding a few oddly sheepish grins she'd flash him from time to time. The thought it was killing him. Dark navy eyes glanced between the slight pitch in his cargo shorts and his computer, rolling his eyes some before hands flew to his keyboard and pulled up his favorite cam girl site. He needed to convince himself that he was just in a mood for a woman, one not necessarily his own twin.
"I need to get this out of my system..." he grunted low, biting his lip in anxious thought. He seemed genuinely apprehensive for a moment, before swallowing the lump in his throat and typing something into the search bar. It only took a second for their connection to reveal the search results. Zerin's tongue instinctively crossed over his lips, eyeing the many windows that popped up on the page before him. Each of the results was just what he was looking for; _opossums. _Surely, he simply had an urge for one of his own kind and this would do the trick.
Scrolling through a few rows of his search results he paused, eyes widening on a particular female. There was no head nor hair shown in the animated preview, but a curvaceous figure with strikingly similar piercings to his sister's. He quickly dismissed the thought that the two had any connection. Tons of girls had those types of piercings, he thought. His eyes continued to linger over the female's striking figure, his heart rushing at the similarities between colors and patterns before he finally realized the glowing green dot at the corner of the frame and the word in bold letters next to it that read "LIVE".
With slight hesitation, Zerin clicked on the username, leading to the cam girl's profile. "SkullGirl..." The name was unfamiliar to him, at least. Continuing on over her profile, he read all that he could about her yet found no damning evidence that it could be his twin. Shaking his head, he raked his fingers through his hair and sighed, dropping his head back against his chair. "Of course it's not her... she wouldn't..." He grew tense now, a short surge of adrenaline urging him onward. Leaning forward again, he entered the girl's cam show and tuned in with anxious eyes.
The camera was so zoomed in that he couldn't make out anything in the room but the comforter of her bed, which was currently covered in a plain sheet, masking what lie beneath. The opossum girl was lying on her back, legs spread with a single hand between them, slender fingers spreading her lips wide to give the audience an appeasing view. The chat went mad, begging (and some demanding) she use the toys she had in view. If Zerin wasn't sexually frustrated before, he certainly was now. With a frustrated growl to himself, he entered his personal information into the donation form and sent it in a hurry. He was fed up with waiting, already.
_Ping!! _ The sound of a successful donation went through, causing the girl on screen to react, lowering both hands into the view of the camera and placing her fingers together to create a heart shape- something she did to acknowledge generous donations received during her stream. With that, those very same hands reached for a toy- a blue-green marbled custom order from the notorious 'Bad Dragon' website. Almost every internet pervert knew about that place by now, let alone the types of toys they sold. The girl's was a medium size with a large-ish knot at the base. Yet again, Zerin licked his lips in anticipation, seeing her bring it to her lips- already glistening with wet and readiness.
Already, the opossum male had put it to the back of his mind the many similarities of this cam girl and his sister. There was a certain sense of guilt in the back of his mind for watching someone so strikingly familiar, but he was too riled up to care. He had already tugged his shorts down and wrapped his fingers around his aching cock, stroking slowly to the visuals before him. His ears twitched lightly as the sound of her moans reached him through his headphones. She had a beautiful voice, especially when she was stuffing herself. For a moment, he imagined what it must feel like to bury himself deep inside that tight looking hole.
Zerin stared hungrily at the female on his screen, watching her back arch as her hips rolled needily into the thick tip of the toy she teased at the entrance of her plump lower lips. She seemed to know just what she was doing then; delaying what the viewers wanted the most until several more donation sounds rang through. She knew just how to egg on her watchers to get exactly what she needed, obviously something she'd been at for a while, now. A satisfactory grin slid across Zerin's maw as those final donations spurred her onward, her slender fingers tightening their grip on the base of the toy as she pushed on it, letting it sink between the lips of her already soaked pussy until the head was completely out of sight.
Another delightfully sexy moan reached his ears, watching as she continued to drive the length of that toy deeper into her depths. Her squirming and light panting over the mic made him grin all the more. Her voice was adorable when she was so needy for some real cock, he thought. He continued to watch as she sunk that toy to its limits; her lips squishing some against the large, rounded knot toward the base. Again, she paused, eagerly awaiting the sounds of further donations before she began pumping the brightly colored girth in and out, the wet slapping sounds of the knot smacking against her pussy with each thrust. Her voice became a bit shrill as she got into it, barely able to keep up a steady breathing pattern as she finally sank the knot of her toy into herself and out of sight. He could see her cute little possum toes curl in ecstasy in that moment; all he needed to finish himself off.
Zerin sat his headphones down on his desk with a light clatter, exhaling a sigh of relief. The opossum girl he'd finished himself off too was still going at it. He simply shook his head and grinned, clicking the subscribe button to be notified of her future streams before closing the window down, desperately in need of some refreshment. After a quick clean up, Zerin was up and out his bedroom door, sluggishly meandering toward the kitchen for a drink and maybe something to snack on. That's when it hit him. Suddenly he could hear it; the faint sounds of sweet little moans and the messy wet slaps that filled his ears just moments ago.
Zerin's heart sank.
Frozen where he stood, his heart racing, he attempted to reason with himself. Maybe he didn't close the stream properly and it was now playing through his speakers? He couldn't imagine how, but surely that must have been the case. His eyes glanced anxiously toward his sister's bedroom door; closed. His sensitive ears could easily pick up the source of the sounds, despite his eagerness to believe that they must have been coming from _his _room and not hers. He shook his head, biting his lip hard as he decided he could no longer deny the adrenaline shooting through him in that moment. A few hurried steps later and he was at his sister's door, taking a deep breath and pressing his ear to the cold surface.
His heart skipped a beat. He could hear it all... her soft whimpers and lustful moans, the sounds of a thick cock slurping and slamming in and out of her tight cunt. Already he could feel his cock twitching in his shorts, hard again already, pressing against her bedroom door. A surge of guilt washed over him just then, glancing down at himself with furrowed brows and stepping a foot away. He couldn't believe the maddening desire he felt for the girl on the other side of that door... the forbidden fruit, the guilty pleasure of wanting your own sibling all to yourself...
Most people would have had all the proof they needed by now, but not Zerin. Still, his brain battled it out with other possibilities. She just happened to be having some alone time to herself. She had somebody over... That last one made him wince, a pang of jealousy hitting him so hard he could no longer reason with himself. Practically scowling at the door in front of him, he stepped forward with a new sense of determination as he wrapped his hand around the knob and twisted. The door slid open a few inches, just enough to see inside.
Lexa lay there on her bed, knees up as both feet pushed her ass up and into the air, thrusting her hips upward as she buried the knot of her toy into herself yet again- just like he'd seen moments ago. Her moans were much louder now, all that much more clarity when compared to the sounds that echoed into his headphones before. Her eyes were shut tight, head leaned back into her pillow as he watched as every muscle in her body tensed and released, causing her to flop back down onto the mattress with a tired whimper and lustful cry. He could see her shiver, hear her panting... He watched as her chest rose and fell, breasts heaving with each heavy breath as she came hard for her loyal viewers.
Zerin's eyes stared on, frozen in place, unable to tear them away from her body as they slid down to her poor pounded pussy, soaked with the aftermath of a good show. She'd let her toy go, now resting on the mattress beneath her, the length of it still buried deep inside her. Her scent had long since reached his sensitive nose, intoxicating him all the more. His cock ached and throbbed in his shorts, a small dot of pre staining the inside of them as he looked on. His hand had moved to wrap around his girth, gripping firmly and tugging some, causing yet another surge of adrenaline to take him over. No amount of guilt would stop him from enjoying what he saw, now.
Lexa slowly sat up, making a heart at the screen yet again, careful not to show her face or hair before clicking the sign off button and exhaling a satisfied sigh. Her fingers trailed down over her lips, fingers lingering on her swollen clit for a moment, eliciting another soft whimper... needy for something more, just as he imagined when he watched her from the other side of a screen. Her eyes caught something in her peripherals, sliding toward the door. She froze, eyes growing wide at who she saw standing there. Her heart raced in her chest, a dark blush rising to her cheeks as she stared up at her twin with bewilderment, drawing her knees together in an all-too-late attempt to mask the view.
Zerin, seemingly lost in a haze of lust, threw all reason and logic out the window as he pulled her door the rest of the way open, a hand still wrapped around his aching cock. He watched as her eyes trailed lower on his body, the look of shock plastered all over her face giving him some sense of excitement when she didn't shout at him or back away. She simply met eyes with him as he stepped inside and moved toward her...