Let's Play a Game

Zan leaned back into him, pulling Em back with her. She watched as Jon leaned forward to nuzzle under Em's chin, his hands sliding down her front only to slide back up, this time under her shirt. His hands cupping her breast underneath the material, thumbs caressing her hardening nipples.

Emily was dimly aware of her brother's discomfort as she was pulled back with Zan. Zan's fingers had tightened around her own, and Jon was pressed up against her front. Her heels touched her thighs. To move away would involve the risk of hurting someone, so she gave herself up to the sensations she was presented with, sending reassurances to Will that there was nothing here to be ashamed of.

Will sighed softly as he continued to nuzzle the back of Zan's neck, his fingers slipping around to mimic Jon's by slipping under Zan's shirt to caress her breast. He felt her soft intake of breath as he did along with her desire slowly heating up. Encouraged by that he slid his hands down, this time to unfasten her jeans and slide one hand into them.

Emily pulled up to kiss Jon as Will's hands slid up Zan's shirt. Jon unbuttoned Emily's silk shirt, and slid it down her arms as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She wore no bra. He began to kiss his way down her neck to her breasts, taking first one nipple, then the other into his mouth, teasing both into rosy peaks. Emily leaned her head back, meeting Zan's once again in a kiss as Will hands explored Zan's heat. She could see her brother's face above Zan, and his eyes held no more unease, only desire.

Zan arched her back, pressing into Em from behind as Will's fingers circled about her center. She gasped as he then slid a finger into her, caressing from both inside and out. His mouth hot against her neck and shoulder.

Jon watched a moment, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He didn't miss a beat as he slid his own hand down to Em's pants and undid them. As he worked them down somewhat he trailed kisses down her bare stomach to the top of the red curls peeking from the open front of her pants. He then slid his hands down her body, hooking them into her pants. Emily arched up so he could slide them down her thighs. She spread her legs as wide as the pants would let her as Jon buried his face into her, his tongue flicking out to tease her folds. She began to twist from side tide, her hands caught in Zan's, and in the silk shirt balled around their clasped hands, and her legs trapped by her pants, and Jon's attentions to her. She began to moan softly, her desire radiating in waves from her to the others.

Nothing would be the same between them Zan thought a moment before everything else became secondary to the pleasure of the moment. One at a time she unclasped her hands from Em's and removed the shirt, she then guided Em's hands up. Not to clasp behind her head, but to slide though Will's hair. Zan slid her hands over Em's body caressing her breast as she caught an earlobe to nibble on. Letting go with one hand she slid it further down to run though Jon's hair a moment; then caress his cheek before slipping down further. With two fingers she spread Em's folds wide, a third finger playfully dueling with Jon's tongue for the position in which to play with Em's clit.

Emily's fingers twined into her brother's hair, clutching as Zan's fingers began to play with her. Will brought up one hand to capture his sister's hands, as the other continued to caress Zan, inside and out. He pulled Emily's arms high above her head, holding them immobile so Jon and Zan could work on her. His mind linked with hers, and he felt her desire build as her moans grew louder, and her body bucked and writhed under the hands and mouths of her lovers. She screamed as she climaxed, her body limp as she released her juices onto Zan's hands and Jon's mouth. The only thing that held her upright at all was her wrists imprisoned in her brother's grip.

"Told she she was a screamer...." Zan said breathlessly as Will shifted his hand slightly causing her gasp to turn into a soft, throaty moan. Compared to Em; she was quiet. "... oh.... gods.... Will... " She could feel his arousal pressed hard up against the small of her back. A second sensation sent a thrill of pleasure along her nerves. Jon had started to suck on her fingers, licking them clean of Em's juices. She dropped her head back on his shoulder, mouth parted as she panted, her tongue darting out now and then to moisten her lips. She had closed her eyes some time back.

The two men looked at each other, and nodded. Between them, they lifted the two women up, not breaking skin contact, and carefully carried them into Emily's bedroom, gently setting them down on the bed.

As Zan felt the fingers slide out of her she let out a soft whimper, leaning forward against Em's back. The bed shifted under someone's weight. More hands then belonged to just one person started to caress her, working her shirt up and over her head. Like Em, she wore no bra. She was then pulled back to once again lean against someone's bare chest. But it wasn't Will, she knew that. Hands slid over her bare skin, lightly tracing the scars that covered her.sentsent a shiver through her. Her head lolling back as a hand once again dipped between her thighs, fingers entering her once more to caress.

Emily took in deep gasping bre, he, her body shuddering from her release. She turned to face Zan, and felt herself caught up in very familiar strong arms. She looked up to see Will grinning at her. Holding her in one arm, he peeled the rest of her clothing off her slowly, giving her time to recover, then carefully setting her down. She turned to him, and helped him divest the rest of his own clothing, then both turned to face Zan, who was shuddering in Jon's caresses.

An advantage of being bonded to ones lovers. One no longer needed words to express desires or wants. Reaching up she wrapper aer arms about Jon's neck and shifted, stretching first one leg then the other out so that the Twins could divest her of the rest of her clothes. It was like she was drowning in a sea of hands. Soft touches, caresses here and there, fingers exploring her body. Her body was flush with desire, a wild abandon she had never before experienced swept though her.

Emily and Will worked as one person, finding all those places to enflame Zan's desire. Emily continued to leave her mind open to all, giving herself up to their desires. For this night, she belonged to them, for whatever they wished, knowing their heat would feed her flames. Through her, they shared the secrets of each other bodies, as if they had always known each other this intimately. She ran her tongue over Zan's body, leaving hot fire in her wake.

Soft barely heard whimpers came from Zan as she was brought closer to her peak. Her back arched, head thrown back, her lips parted. She felt someone lick across her skin leaving fiery trails in their wake. Turning her head her lips meet Jon's. His tongue darting across hers before invading her mouth. A second hand joined the first between her thighs. As two sets of fingers caressed her. Someone was kissing down the side of her neck, their breath warm against her skin before a mouth engulfed her nipple. An explosion of sensation as teeth tugged at it with just the right amount of pressure.

Emily's finger's played with Jon's as they teased Zan towards her peak. She licked and kissed her way up to Zan's other breast, taking the nipple gently in her teeth, and playfully teasing it to a hard pebble. Her fingers slid inside Zan, finding the secret places inside to fuel her desires further, her teeth and tongue continuing to tease her breast.

She could feel it building within her. Every time those fingers found the right places within her. Every time a tongue swept across her nipples. Every single caress adding to the wave. And when it came..... when she came at last......it felt like a tidal wave crashing over her. A soft keening cry of release as muscles quivered, her eyes wide but unseeing as she panted harshly in the aftermath.