"We can't do this," Keeley protested again, sitting up and holding her covers to her chest. She still held her robe uselessly before her.
"You don't have to do anything," Kevin assured her. He grabbed the sash from her robe and pulled it out. He crawled onto the bed in front of Keeley, took her wrists, and pulled her back down onto the bed, her arms outstretched above her head.
"Now what are you doing?" Keeley's trepidation grew. Kevin used the sash to tie Keeley's wrists around one of the bars on her headboard, restraining her.
"You were worried that you forced me," Kevin explained. "I'm assuring you that you didn't."
Keeley struggled feebly against her binds as she felt her brother slowly pulling the sheets down from her body, exposing her. Part of Kevin wanted to stare forever at his sister's shapely, splendid form splayed out before him, but instead he pulled his own sleep mask down over his eyes. He started to take off his clothes.
"We shouldn't do this," Keeley protested weakly as she heard her brother's belt drop to the floor.
"Tell me to stop and I'll stop," Kevin promised her. The words were on her lips, but Keeley couldn't make herself say them.
"I don't want you to see me," Keeley objected instead, a lesser objection that wouldn't stop what they were actually doing. She sensed the weight shift on the bed and knew Kevin had climbed on near her feet. She felt Kevin's hands gently caress her calves before they worked their way down to her ankles.
"I can't," he told her. He lifted her legs high up into the air and then, suddenly, she felt the soles of her feet pressed against her brother's face and, underneath her toes, she felt the fabric of the other sleep mask. While she had still never known this kind of nervousness and anxiety in her life, Keeley also felt some comfort and assurance in knowing her brother had, willfully, made himself as blind as her.
With her feet still pressed to his face, Kevin decided to test his sister and carefully let go of her ankles. Instead of pulling away, Keeley held her soles to her brother's cheeks, caressing his face gently with the only instruments of touch currently left to her. Keeley felt her brother replace his grip on her right ankle, directing her down ever so slightly until she felt him planting soft kisses on the arch of her foot. As Kevin continued peppering the sole of her foot with little kisses Keeley let her free foot roam down her brother's face and farther until she planted her sole firmly on his chest. She ran her toes through the hair on his chest—Keeley had imagined her brother staying as hairless and juvenile as when they were kids, so this was a pleasant surprise to her—clutching and tugging at it gently as she curled her toes through his thin curls. Instinctively Keeley tried to reach down and touch herself and was rudely reminded of her restraints when she found her wrists unable to pass through the metal bar on the headboard. She tried squeezing her thighs together for any amount of relief it might bring to her suddenly aching cunt.
Keeley drew her foot further down her brother's torso until her heel discovered the base of his long, thick shaft. She ran her arch along his curved underside and squeezed her toes around his plump cockhead, satisfied to discover the tiniest bit of precum already oozing from his tip. She swirled it around his cockhead in the hopes that such agitation might urge him to throw himself on top of her and relieve the urgent need building rapidly inside her. Keeley thought her prayers were being answered as she felt Kevin's hands pull both her ankles down, spreading her legs and placing her feet at her sides. She felt his body fall forward and press down on top of hers, his thick cock teasing her wet entrance. She felt his face inches from hers, his breath on her skin.
"Fuck me," she pleaded instinctively, her voice barely above a whisper. She hadn't meant to say it but she didn't care once she had; it was what she needed, now, more than anything.
Instead, she felt the breath draw away from her face and felt her brother's body pulling back down along hers. She lifted her body up off the bed as best she could, trying to reach him, but again the bindings at her wrists held her down. She felt his hands running along the sides of her body and felt his lips unexpectedly wrap themselves around one of her nipples. She moaned as she felt his tongue flick at the tiny nub, already sensitive and engorged from the small bar pierced through it. She felt him alternating between teasing her with his tongue and with his teeth, while his hand made its way to her other breast, mashing it to her chest while simultaneously toying with its sensitive, pierced peak as well. Keeley bit her lip as she thrust her wet cunt out fruitlessly in search of her brother's cock, but agonizingly he held that part of himself back just out of her reach.
Keeley felt her brother continue his tour down her body, leaving a trail of kisses down to her belly button while he continued to play with her breasts. Kevin's lips inched ever downward until they reached Keeley's shaven mound. Her folds were already salivating and waiting to be entered but Kevin took his time, kissing around them and outside them rather than plunging straight in. Keeley whimpered in desperation, but her desperation soon gave way to excitement and still deeper desperation as she felt her brother's fingertips stretch her open and his tongue running up and down her slit in slow, back-and-forth motions. His tongue toyed at her clit and his lips wrapped around it and sucked at it and Keeley let out a little yelp in spite of herself. She wanted desperately to reach down, grab the back of her brother's head, and force his tongue deeper down inside her, but once again the soft sash tied around her wrists thwarted and intensified her desires.
Slowly Kevin worked his way deeper down inside his sister, and she facilitated his descent by pressing herself closer to him, slowly grinding her wetness against his hungry mouth. She was moaning steadily now as he lapped her up; she could feel the orgasm building inside her and was desperate for her brother's cock. Her hips started shaking, threatening to buck up off the bed, and Kevin pressed his hands down onto her hips to hold her in place. In response Keeley threw her legs up over her brother's shoulders, wrapping her thighs tight around her brother's head, desperate to ride him. With a strength neither sibling knew she possessed, Keeley managed to lift herself up off the mattress and flip over in mid-air, landing herself in a squatting position on her knees, her wrists still bound and now in an uncomfortably twisted position around the headboard, with her brother now flat on his back, his sister sitting squarely on his face. Kevin dug his fingers into his sister's ass and tried to burrow even deeper into her but she lifted herself up just out of tongue's reach.
"I can't take it!" she panted. "I need you to fuck me!" Kevin shifted underneath her on the bed and at first Keeley thought he was going to accommodate her, but then she felt him crawling around so that his head was still underneath her quivering pussy but now his hard prick was reaching up and smearing precum along her lips. Keeley still needed desperately to be fucked but decided to give this a try, lowering herself down onto her brother's probing tongue while swallowing his long, hard girth. She wrapped her lips into an airtight seal around his thick column and tried to take him in down to his base but he was so long she felt herself starting to gag just shy of the mark. She proceeded to bob up and down on him as deeply as she could comfortably go, but without use of her hands, and with her brother unleashing an unprecedented, frenzied assault on her own insides with his tongue, there was simply no way for her to do the job effectively.
"Oh fuck!" she exclaimed once her brother's throbbing tube was clear of her lips. "I can't take this! I need you to fuck me!" Her legs trembling and weak, she lifted herself off Kevin's face and forced herself forward on her knees until she felt his erect prick dancing at her pearly wet gates. She pressed herself down on top of him and let out a deep, un-self-conscious moan as she took him up into her depths. She ground her pussy down on top of him and rode him wildly, damping his closely-trimmed hairs with her leaking juices as she skewered herself on him. Kevin grabbed onto his sister's hips and held on tightly as she bucked back and forth wildly. Keeley was screaming now as her tied wrists wrenched against her headboard so hard that the metal rod snapped off and she tossed it back past their heads where they heard it clatter against the wall. She arched herself upward and threw her arms back as she tried desperately to untie the sash binding her, and while Kevin couldn't see what was happening any better than his sister could he could feel her shift in weight and quickly sat up to catch her wrists above their heads. He grabbed the tight sash and pulled Keeley's hand back behind her head and, bundling her long pigtails in the same hand as the sash, pulled her head and her hands back simultaneously with a hard, restraining yank as he reached around with his other hand and began furiously strumming her soaking clit while she reared herself deeper and deeper back into him.
"Oooooh! Ooooh! Aaaaah! Aaaah! Aaah!" Keeley's screams grew higher and higher in pitch as she lost all control and her orgasm fired through every nerve ending in her body like an electric shock. She felt herself drenching his cock, her thighs, and the bed beneath them as she continued to ride her brother like a rodeo bull. Kevin could feel his own pressure building, his sister squeezing him tighter and plunging him deeper with every thrust. He held on for as long as he could but finally his own moans escaped uncontrollably into his sister's ear until finally he erupted inside of her, spraying untold volleys of his hot seed deep inside of her until she was so full that the rest of his juices spilled out down his cock and balls and down their legs to join her already generous puddle on the bed. As they continued to moan hoarsely into the air Kevin pulled his sister's head back and kissed her hungrily. She leaned back into him, pressing her tongue and her lips deeply into his as she rode out every last muscle spasm on his still twitching prick until finally, with no remaining energy between them they collapsed sideways onto the bed in a tangle of lifeless limbs.
For the next several minutes the twins did nothing but sweat and try to catch their breaths. Kevin's arm fell across his sister's limp body and, once she had the strength, she pulled it and him closer to her, as if she was afraid he might evaporate if she let him go. Kevin clutched her tightly in kind, their sweaty bodies bound together in their blindness, the warm stickiness splattering their thighs growing slowly colder as they neglected to move. Even though they were hot and itchy from the sweat, the siblings didn't remove their sleep masks.
"That was amazing," Keeley finally breathed.
