Hello, Readers! Anarchist back and here with another installment of Dovahkiin Twins! I read something on thelast chapter's comments that someone would like to have them be full-package futas. While they're hot too, I think this story will be better without full-package, sorry, but no, for this one. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you did the last, so I'll shut up and get on with it.

Quinn of Nightfall's P.O.V.

I wake with a groan and a stiff stretch, when I finally settle down with the warm feeling from a good stretch, I look down to see my nine-inch cock already fully erect with morning wood. I twist to see Ivy, my twin, laying on her back, her hair fanned out under her on the pillow. She's beautiful, an innocent kind of beautiful, even with the things I know she's done and will continue to do, she'll always be my innocent little sister. But that's not going to stop my from having her take care of my morning wood, like she does every morning, she is a good portion of the reason I'm always turned on, anyways.

I move swiftly and quietly, gently straddling her abdomen, my undershaft pressing into the valley of her breast, the color of our skin is identical, the same slate color with just a twinge more blue. My balls press against her soft, smooth, and toned abdomen with great pleasure. I start slowly and softly thrusting my hips, in an attempt to wake her, since she's usually awake before and waits for me to get up and then takes care of this. I figured I'd wake her up so we could get it over with.

She rolls her neck with a groan and her eyes flutter open, just to immediately meet mine. "Aren't we an eager one today?" She says in a sing-song voice, her permanent and always good mood starts as soon as she wakes up.

"Only for you, sis." I crack a grin as I move backwards, feeling her soft breast on my cock and her morning wood press against my ass. She pushes me off of her and to the side as she quickly scrambles to mount my hips, the roof of my dick pressing against her backdoor. She leans down, smashing her breast against mine and then her lips down the same to my lips. Her tongue darts out, slamming through my lips and grappling with my tongue, and I buck at the feeling her cock pressed flat against my toned abdomen. Her hand slides down my stomach and cups the undershaft of my member, stroking it gently before, sitting up, grinding her ass against my crotch,

"Ready?" She smiles cutely.

"Always." I give her a twisted grin as she rolled off of me, burying her face in the pillow, but putting her ass up. It was our favorite position, her head down, ass thrown up in the air on her knees, with her cock pointing down at the bed, her anus ready to get pounded.

I got on my knees behind her, groping and squeezing her cheeks appreciative of the perfect ass. I spread her cheeks to reveal her puckered start, tight and virgin-looking, even though we knew it wasn't, as ever. I press my tip to her backdoor, slowly pushing in, her fingers tightening around the pillows and a low moan muffled by the feathery cushions, until I'm fully in her ass and feel my balls press into her vulva.

I give her a second to adjust, then I feel her hips roll against mine, signifying that she's ready to get this show on a roll. I draw back to the tip before slamming forward, coaxing a quick gasp from her covered mouth. I do this again and again, each thrust slowly gaining speed until I'm pistoning in and out of my little sister's unbelievably tight ass. Her face is buried in the pillows, hands gripping the sheets so hard, there are tiny rips, and her muffled screams of pained ecstasy fill the entire bedroom, making me throb hard and even hornier than before.

She started moving her own hips back and forth, helping me fuck her harder, faster, and deeper. "Oh Gods, Quinn. How long has it been since you've been in my ass? I miss the feeling."

"A few months." I grunt, feeling the same way.

"Stop holding back! Destroy my ass! Harder! Faster! Make me your bitch!"

I was speechless at the unusual crudeness of my sister's words. The common elegance, hidden meanings, and formality gone as she's reduce to a filthy slut in need of punishing. I didn't doubt, if the roles were switch, which they've never been, I'm an anal virgin, I'd be a cum-guzzling whore. That thought almost made me sad, almost, since I never give her cock any attention. Never take it, suck it, jerk it, massage it, nothing, only touched it when it gets pressed up against me. Not that I had anything against it, it was hot, I was just dominant.

"I'm about to cum, love!" I groaned as I started fucking her like I was a wild wolf.

"Do! Fill my ass with your cum, sister! I want to feel you're sperm in my ass! Fuck my anus so perfectly that I cum!" She was now full-fledged screaming, the pillows even barely muffling her voice. I look down to see her own dick twitch violently, about to blow. With a final thrust I spray my load into my little sister's tight little ass, and right before I close my eyes, I see Ivy's dick spewing rope after rope onto the bed.

After a good half minute of cumming, I slump against her, rubbing our sweaty bodies together. "Ivy, I've never heard you sound so… so slutty." I murmur.

"You bring out the whore in me." She smiles over her shoulder.

I finally pull my limp member out, and cum gushes out of her gaping asshole, mixing the sperm from her, now, soft cock.

She drags a finger through our intermingling seed, and licks it off her finger. "Yum!" She hums delighted. "But what should be do about this mess."

"I got an idea…" I look at the door. "Lydia!"