CHAPTER 2 - GRINDING IN THE DARK

Nora's head snapped towards me as she realized that she'd been caught. But she didn't stop, a smirk played across her face as she continued pumping her fingers in and out of herself. 

I should have called her out for spying or better yet walk away, but I don't know what prompted me. Maybe it was the fact that I was frustrated about my encounter with Christian. 

I moved right in front of Nora, my gaze never leaving hers as I slid my hands beneath her shorts, cupping her hand as my fingers moved in tandem with hers, sliding in and out of her wet folds. Nora gasped, her walls clenching tight around our joined fingers.

“Shh,” I mouthed, pressing a finger to my lips as Mom’s loud, breathy moan echoed from their bedroom down the hall.

Nora whimpered, her body trembling. Before she could make another sound, I pulled our hands free, grabbed her wrist, and quietly dragged her back to our bedroom, locking the door behind us with a soft click.

Without a word I grabbed Nora and pulled her towards my bed, her brown hair flying wildly against her flushed face. It was like looking in the mirror except my hair was a darker shade of brown than hers. 

Nora immediately dragged me down with her as our lips collided. Her tongue sliding into mouth as she pulled me closer. Her hands tangled in my hair as I shoved my hand back between her thighs, fingers plunging into her folds again.

“Roxy…” she panted into my mouth, her juices coating my fingers with every thrust.

I yanked her shorts down her legs, exposing her glistening pussy. Dropping to my knees between her spread thighs, I stared hungrily at her swollen, wet clit.

“And here I was thinking you were the innocent one,” I whispered, my breath teasing her inner thighs.

“Oh shut up, Roxy,” she breathed.

I dove in, pressing my mouth to her throbbing pussy. My tongue swirled around her swollen clit before sucking it between my lips. Nora’s hips bucked off the mattress, a loud moan escaping her. I quickly clamped my hand over her mouth.

“Quiet, Nora. Unless you want to get caught,” I hissed.

She rolled her eyes but nodded. I removed my hand and devoured her again tongue fucking her tight hole, lips sucking her clit, teeth grazing just enough to make her shake. The wet sounds of my mouth on her pussy filled the room, mixing with the distant rhythmic creaking of our parents’ bed.

Nora grabbed a pillow and bit down hard as her body tensed. Her manicured toes curled, her thighs trembled violently around my head, and she came hard flooding my tongue with her cum.

I thought she’d be done, but Nora surprised me. She flipped us with surprising strength, pushing me onto my back, totally switching our positions. 

“My turn.”

She ripped my pajama shorts down and buried her face between my thighs. The first swipe of her tongue across my clit made my back arch. Nora wasn’t gentle; she ate me like she was starving. 

You would think that Nora was an innocent puppy when you see her for the first time. But the way she was eating me out told me that this isn't her first time. 

Her tongue flicked rapidly over my sensitive clit piercing, then she gently tugged the small silver ring with her teeth, sending sharp sparks of pleasure through me.

“You like that?” she murmured, her hot breath fanning over my drenched core as she pulled the ring again.

“Yesss…” I moaned, my voice breaking. “Fuck, Nora, don’t stop.”

She pumped two fingers deep inside me while sucking hard on my pierced clit. Her other hand reached up, squeezing and pinching my hard nipples. The room was filled with wet, filthy sounds her fingers plunging in and out of my soaked pussy, my desperate whimpers, and the distant moans of Mom getting fucked by Christian.

I don't know how she was doing it but I swear I couldn't feel my legs. I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and ground shamelessly against her mouth. 

“Oh fuck… I’m coming!”

I screamed into the pillow as my orgasm crashed over me, thighs clamping around her head while my pussy pulsed and poured on her tongue.

I was still panting, legs trembling, when Nora climbed up and hovered over me with pure lust burning in her eyes.

“I can’t stop thinking about him,” she confessed, her voice husky.

“Me too,” I whispered, pulling her down for another deep kiss. I could taste myself on her tongue.

Nora broke the kiss, grinding her soaked pussy against my thigh. “I want his cock so bad.”

“Not if I get him first,” I smirked and flipped us over so I was on top.

My fingers worked fast as I undid the buttons of her pajama shirt as I tossed it aside. My mouth latched onto one of her hard nipples, sucking and biting while I palmed and pinched the other. Nora arched her back, moaning softly.

“Show me what you’ll do to him, Roxy,” she begged, her hands pushing my shirt off until we were both completely naked.

I positioned myself between her legs, lifting one of her thighs over mine until our dripping pussies pressed together. 

I started grinding slowly, our clits rubbing directly against each other. The friction was electric wet folds gliding, clit piercing catching against her sensitive nub with every roll of my hips.

Nora’s hands gripped my ass, pulling me harder against her. Our juices mixed, making the sliding even messier. The wet sounds of our pussies grinding filled the room, every thrust sent sparks through my clit, my piercing adding extra intensity.

“Fuck, Roxy… just like that,” Nora moaned, her eyes locked on where our bodies met. 

Her breasts bounced with every hard grind. I leaned down, sucking on her neck while I fucked her faster, our clits rubbing frantically.

The pressure built again, hotter and deeper. We moved together desperately; skin slapping, breaths mingling, moans mixing with the distant sound of Christian grunting as he fucked our mother.

“I’m gonna come again,” Nora gasped.

“Me too… Come with me.”

We ground harder, faster, until we both shattered bodies shaking, pussies pulsing and flooding against each other in a messy, slippery climax. We clung to each other trembling, our combined juices soaking the sheets.

For a long time, the only sound in the room was our heavy, panting breaths. Nora slowly opened her eyes, staring up at me through her tangled brown hair, a wicked smirk returning to her lips as she wiped a stray tear of pleasure from my cheek. 

She slowly reached up, her fingers tracing my jawline before pushing me off her slightly, reclaiming her space.

"May the best twin win, Roxy," she whispered.

I smirked back, "Oh, I plan to," I muttered.