Innocent Turquoise - Lazy Afternoon
#13 of Innocent Turquoise
"seven confirmed dead so far and..."
"I think he's trying to say 'oil can'."
"But that's not all! If you call in...
"Marco, I love you! I'd never..."
The day was sweltering and Turquoise lay on the couch, sprawled as though all the life had left her body. But her bare chest steadily rose and fell as she breathed, her large, DD breasts lazily laying atop her body like soft, rounded mountains. Bored and hot, the stark naked teenager idly watched the images on the TV screen periodically change. The remote resting in her hand, which lay almost uncomfortably on the floor, Turquoise flicked through the channels in an attempt to pass the time. She had long ago established that there was nothing of interest on any of the channels, but continued to cycle through the channels at a methodical pace, as if that simple act made the day itself progress forward.
Laying on her back, the fare skinned and boldly curved 17 year old wolf girl had one foot on the floor and her other foot draped over the back of the couch, leaving her legs well parted and her ever hungry womanhood visible to all. With her free hand, Turquoise absently filtered her fingers through the thick, soft, flame shaped tuft of pubic hair just above her folds. Occasionally, she'd tug on a few hairs, causing slight moments of stimulation which resulted in a small, damp patch forming on the couch's cushion.
Passing through the lounge, on his way to the kitchen, Dennis noticed his sister's devil may care position. He paused to stare and absorb the sight, captivated by his twin sister's gorgeous figure and aloof attitude towards moral decency. From where he stood, Dennis had a perfect view, straight up between Turquoise's spread legs, over her abdomen and between her breasts. As though Aphrodite herself lay carelessly on the couch, Dennis was instantly aroused by the sight and was compelled to tease. But first, the moment needed to be captured.
Backtracking his steps, Dennis turned and left the lounge room where he'd entered. He dared not rush for fear of attracting his sister's attention and causing her to move, so it was a couple of minutes when the panther returned, digital camera in hand. But Turquoise was too hot to even be bothered looking up, let alone move. Her mind was half swept away by the teasing pleasure she was inflicting upon herself, and half tuned out by the drab repetition of the TV steadily changing channels each time she pressed the button on the remote.
Dennis stood by the kitchen door, where he'd stood before, and held the camera up. Positioning his twin perfectly in the viewer, the feline snapped the shot and smiled as he admired the moment of perfection, captured forever. Then, seeing that the flash had not disturbed Turquoise, Dennis grinned a sly grin and moved closer to the end of the couch. Kneeling down, the black cat rested the digital camera on the arm of the couch and snapped another shot.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, Dennis set the camera on the floor and slowly crawled over the arm of the couch, like a snake slithering over a tree branch. Moving carefully up between his sister's legs, Dennis stretched forward with his nose and reached out with his tongue. Pressing it firmly between Turquoise's moist lips, the panther very slowly licked upwards, the roughness of his tongue scraping over his sister's clitoris causing her back to arch sharply in euphoric bliss.
Until now, Turquoise had lazily ignored her brother's actions which she'd seen from the corner of her eye. But now, the teen wolf girl moaned and whimpered as her hands gripped the sides of the couch and her toes curled. With a shudder of her legs, Turquoise' felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm coursing through her body. She hadn't realised just how aroused she had made herself with her idle teasing.
Warm juices coated Dennis' maw and filled his nostrils with the thick scent of sex. Smiling mischievously, Turquoise's brother pressed his nose against her skin and pushed his tongue into her warm body. His legs dangling over the arm of the couch, Dennis lay on his stomach and continued to pleasure his twin sister.
"I'm going out tonight," Abigail stated as she passed through the lounge. "You two behave yourselves, alright?"
Abigail paid no attention to the shenanigans of her son and daughter as she carried a cardboard box marked 'junk' out to the trash. Between her now soft moans, Turquoise attempted to sit up and speak to her mother.
"W-where are you go-Ooh-ing?"
Turquoise gave her brother a swat across the head.
"Joe is taking me out to dinner with Rin and Clarice," Abigail replied before disappearing out the front door.
Dennis, ignoring the conversation, continued to feast on his twin sister's juices. Her thick, succulent lips glistened as the panther lavished, feeding his desire shamelessly.
"What was in the box?" Turquoise asked when Abigail returned.
"Just some of your father's crap; no sense keeping it around," the white panther replied. Her voice was calm and aloof, but hinted at coldness.
As her mother left the room once again, Turquoise lay back on the couch and arched her back in response to her brother's tongue dragging slowly over her clit. Dennis, finally growing tired of his teasing, dragged himself further over the arm of the couch and up between his twin sister's spread legs. Turquoise giggled as Dennis nosed at her stomach, moving his way further up her body. It wasn't long before the black feline was in the position he most desired.
Turquoise gave herself eagerly, arching her back so that her breasts rose up to meet her twin brother's lips. Passionately, Dennis wrapped his lips around those nipples and lightly suckled them for a few brief moments before firmly dragging his tongue over Turquoise's perky DD breasts and nipples. With one hand, the panther propped himself up while reaching down to unbutton and push down the baggy shorts he was wearing. In moments, Dennis' erection was pressing between his twin's wet folds and sliding into her hot body.
Turquoise moaned as she felt her brother's shaft enter her. Her nipples rubbed against the fur of his bare chest and euphoria flooded her mind. The heat of the day seemed to drop as half-breed wolf-girl felt herself grow hotter. She dropped the TV remote and wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, pulling his warmth closer to her own. Dennis happily obliged and allowed his body to press down on his twin sister. Turquoise's breasts squashed against the athletic chest of her sibling and rubbed against him as he slowly rocked his body up and down.
The thick scent of sex filled the air as vaginal juices soaked the cushion of the couch. Out and back in. Out and back in. The hard, long member of the panther rubbed against the inner walls of the teenage girl as though it belonged there. All sense of surroundings drifted away from the minds of the twins as their bodies ignited internal flames of hunger and lust that consumed them. Turquoise's legs lifted and wrapped around her brothers. Caught up in the torrent of pleasure, she bid his rhythm increase in pace by rocking his hips faster. Purring heavily, Dennis moved faster, driving his shaft deep with each thrust. By now, Turquoise was whimpering in her brother's ear and her hands had clenched into fists, gripping the fur of her twin brother's back.
Turquoise came first. Her mind hazed and her muscles tightened as the girl's lungs filled with air and a powerful orgasm electrified her body. Dennis followed immediately after. The panther's claws dug into the couch cushions as he bucked his hips, driving his shaft into his twin's depths before holding there and spilling yet more heat inside of her. A moment later and Dennis began to thrust again, once, twice, three times and four; cum oozed out of Turquoise's pussy as her brother urged his orgasm to continue, causing his sister to have aftershocks of her own.
Eventually, the deviant siblings collapsed, drained and satisfied. Dennis lay atop his sister and rested his head upon her chest, listing to the rapid beating of her heart. Turquoise merely basked in the afterglow. Comfortable, the pair remained in that position, though Dennis did shift briefly to completely remove his shorts.
"One good thing about Dad running off with that collie, we get to have more fun," Dennis purred.
"Mum seems to be handling it well," Turquoise added. "But maybe she's just putting on a brave face."