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It had been almost seven months since the twin’s first sexual union and six and a half months since their second. There had been no repeat since. Their lives had continued almost as though their sexual encounters had never happened. Neither mentioned it, and studies and training continued unabated. Considering the twins shared an apartment, it was quite amazing that their feelings had not got the better of them.
Richard was sat at his computer working on an essay on ‘The politics of Edwardian Britain’ when his sister Rowena walked into his bedroom. “We need to talk” she said.
It was clear from the tone of his sister’s voice she would brook no argument and so Richard saved his work and turned to face her. “What’s wrong?” He said.
“I’m pregnant Richard. That’s what’s wrong.”
“Are you sure?” he said.
“Yes I’m sure, seven bloody months sure,” she replied.
Richard felt as though he had been slammed in the stomach as the ramifications of what she said sank in. “Seven months, but how?” “Why not before?”
“I don’t really know myself,” she said. “I never really had regular periods and those that I did have hardly showed. It’s not an uncommon thing among athletes. I really had no idea that I was pregnant until I got the results from my dope test after the last athletics meeting.”
“What are you going to do?” he said, “Can you have an abortion?”
“No, it’s far too late for that; I am going to have to carry the baby.”
“But won’t they be able to tell the baby is ours?” he asked.
“I shouldn’t think so,” she said. “Besides, there is an outside chance that the baby is not yours. The night before our parents died I had unprotected sex with my trainer. I intended taking the morning after pill, but of course, I never got around to it.”
“Have you seen a doctor?” He said.
“No”, she said. “I have an appointment for an examination and a scan tomorrow.”
The next morning the twins attended the medical facility and were ushered into an examination room. “Morning,” said the Doctor as he breezed into the room. Turning to Richard he said, “You must be the lucky Father then?”
“No” Richard stammered, “I’m her brother, her partner is working abroad.”
The Doctor quickly took the necessary bloods before switching on the scanner and a low hum filled the room. Taking the probe, the doctor began to rub it across Rowena’s stomach, sliding it through the gel. Suddenly the screen lit up and was immediately followed by two gasps from the siblings. They didn’t need the doctor to tell them that what they were looking at was two babies, it was plain to see.
“Double good news eh?” said the doctor who was surprised at the blood drained faces of Mother and her brother.
After composing herself and cleaning off the gel, Rowena thanked the doctor and the twins left the facility.
“What are we going to do?” Asked Richard.
“I don’t know about you”, said Rowena, “but I’m going to give the father the good news.”
Several hours later, Rowena returned to the flat looking somewhat brighter than she had earlier in the day.
“What did he say?” asked Richard.
“Well he was shocked, but he does accept he is the Father, doesn’t need any blood tests in fact he doesn’t want anything except silence. Not surprising I suppose, I doubt his wife would see the funny side.”
“I never knew he was married,” said Richard.
“Oh I knew right enough, it guaranteed me plenty of sex without the complications. Anyway, I have told him I don’t want any money from him or any other input for that matter. I just need his name on the children’s birth certificates.”
Rowena’s pregnancy went without a hitch and she was delivered of two babies which not unlike their mother and uncle, were like two peas in a pod. Identical apart from their genitals. History repeating itself.
Rowena quickly settled into her new home leaving the governess to carry the majority of the burden of her children’s upbringing. It was clear to both Rowena and Richard that neither of the children had the slightest trace of their named fathers features, leaving only one possibility…….
Eighteen years later….
Elizabeth (named after her Grandmother) and Peter (after his named Father) were turning out to be clones of their mother and uncle. Both had massive intellects and followed the family’s passion for athletics and sport, both to earn ‘Blues’ in their own right.
Unfortunately, göztepe escort Elizabeth had attended the Commonwealth games in India and had picked up some kind of kidney infection which laid her low. She had not been back in the country more than a couple of weeks before she was admitted to hospital with suspected renal failure. The child battled against the disease but several times Rowena thought she had lost her. Happily, Elizabeth pulled through and returned home, weak but no longer ill.
Only a matter of a few days after Elizabeth’s return, Rowena called at Richards’s apartment, clearly upset.
“Elizabeth?” Richard said.
“No”, she replied, “Peter. He knows he is not the twin’s father and the bastard wasted no time in telling them both.”
“But how?” said Richard.
“When Elizabeth was ill, he took a tissue test to see if he was suitable as a kidney donor, the rest is history.” “Now the children want to know who their real father is and I can’t say I blame them.”
“We must tell them,” he said. “Not about the second time, just the first, I’m sure they will understand.”
Rowena nodded her head in agreement, “I don’t think we have a lot of choice,” she said.
It is fair to say that the evening was full of tears and recriminations as the twins battled to make the children understand what had happened. Slowly, the twins began to see their parent’s standpoint, realising how much the news had affected them and making allowances for the self confessed drug abuse of both parents.
“Look”, Rowena said. “You were both talking about taking a gap year, why not do it now. It will give you time to think about everything, get your heads around it”.
So it was that weeks later, Richard and Rowena were at Heathrow airport waving goodbye to their children as they began their round the world journey.
Richard pulled the car onto the driveway of Rowena’s home and escorted his tearful sister into the house where she sat on the couch fighting back her tears. Richard walked to the drinks cabinet and poured two very large whisky’s before returning to the couch and handing one of them to his sister who downed it in one. After recharging her glass, Richard settled down beside his tearful sister. Rowena leaned into him as she cried on his shoulder, the absence of her children already striking home. She just felt so devastatingly alone. Richard placed his arm around her, pulling her close to him, letting her work it out of her system.
Eventually the crying stopped and Rowena rested her head on Richards shoulder. “I don’t know what I would do without you” she said. “You have always been here for me. In fact that’s the very reason I never married, I already had a man in the shape of my brother.”
Richard chuckled and said, “I think you better clarify that, there were some things as a man I never helped you with. As I recall, you have had a fairly full life in respect of your men.”
“Yes, I’ve had my share, but none of them were as dependable as you. And now I fear this 41 year old lady has probably seen the last of them. All the men I know are after young big breasted bimbos.”
“You must be joking” said Richard. “You still have a body that most girls would die for. For a 41 year old you are still in the stunning class, I only wish I could meet your clone, I would remarry in a flash.”
“Knock it off Richard, you always were a bull-shitter, but thanks anyway,” she said.
“But then, that runs in the family” he said with a smile. “You are the perfect example of what a fitness regime can do for an older woman, keeping fit makes you fit, if you see what I mean.”
“Do you really think I’m fit?” she said.
“I meant it when I said that if I could find a woman who was a copy of you, I would never let her leave my side.” “You have to have men falling over you.”
“I find them all so shallow” Rowena said, “I’m better off without them.”
“In that case, Vive le Ann Summers shops, where satisfaction comes with four U2 batteries” he laughed.
Rowena lightly punched her brother then leaned in to kiss him, “Thanks for the ego massage and by the way, I never was one for batteries, I prefer to practice abstinence”. She kissed him again only this time; it was just a fraction longer than a sisterly kiss should be.
“Anyway, look who’s talking. I always thought you were devilishly handsome and age has only improved your looks. Apart from which, I have to say you are the only 41 year old man I know who is still ‘ripped’. The gym’s doing you the world of good. I should also say that you don’t appear blind, and certainly don’t have hair on the palms of your hands from which I assume, you don’t pleasure yourself.”
“Yes” Richard said. “I have had my share. But to be perfectly frank, although the sex was good, it never lived up to what I experienced with you, not even my wife could match that.”
A slight blush suffused Rowena’s face as she nodded. “Yes, I know what you mean. It was so, so wrong, kartal escort yet so beautiful. I’m not surprised we never found partners that could match up to our expectations. But then we were young then, maybe age has dimmed our recollections of it and we are looking back through rose tinted spectacles.”
“Not at all” Richard said, “I recall every second of it, it’s burned into my memory. I will never forget it. I can’t tell you how many times I have cursed the fact that we are siblings.”
“Me too” she whispered. “Life is so unfair at times but we must live with our lot.”
“We didn’t on two occasions,” he replied.
“As I said, we were young then and full of drugs.”
“Not on the second occasion we weren’t” he said. “As I recall, we were willing enough partners then.”
Rowena’s eyes slowly closed as she recalled the incident, and a warm pleasant feeling stole through her body. She was shocked to feel her nipples begin to swell as she remembered the incident in the bath and the explosive culmination of their lovemaking. “That’s true,” she murmured, “But still, we were young and it wouldn’t have happened had we been our present age.”
Richard looked into his sister’s eyes and said, “I’m not sure that is true and I don’t believe that you think that either. If the same circumstances arose, I think it would happen again despite our maturity.”
“I suppose we will never know,” she said. Then smiled and leaned into him, “because I’m certainly not about to jump in the bath with you now, especially since I only showered a few hours ago.”
Her lips were mere inches from his own and her eyes had a questioning look, Richard paused, and then placed his lips on hers. There was no movement for a second or two then Rowena’s lips softened and moved against his own. No longer the kiss of siblings, but a kiss of passion, a kiss of two lovers. It was not long before Richards tongue slipped into Rowena’s mouth doing battle with her own, twisting and curling. the air was filled with a sexual charge generated by the rising passion of the twins.
Richard’s pole was already fully engorged, throbbing in the restricted folds of his pants. Rowena’s body was also responding to the passion generated by the kiss. Her breasts were fully swollen, the nipples tightly rubbing against her bra and she could feel the dampness between her legs, telling of her rising needs.
Richard’s hand found his sisters right breast, could feel the hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he gently squeezed it eliciting a low groan from his sibling. Suddenly, he felt her hand on his pushing it from her breast. “No,” she said. “”If we are going to make love, let’s do it properly and take our time,” Rowena stood and taking Richard’s hand, led him to her bedroom where she directed him to the bed. Standing before him, she slowly began to undo the button on her blouse. Richard could see more and more of her cleavage until her blouse fell open and he was confronted by the sight of his sister’s breasts cupped and nestling in an almost see through black lace bra.
Rowena shrugged her shoulders, allowing her blouse to fall to the floor at her feet. Pausing for only a moment, she reached behind her and unfastened the clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts from its restricting hold. She slipped the straps from her shoulders, her hands covering her breasts for only a moment before the bra was allowed to join the blouse at her feet. Dropping her hands to her sides, Richard could see that his sister’s breasts hardly needed a bra to support them, there was little sag and they stood proud and firm. Her nipples were darker than Richard remembered and he could see that her passion had suffused them, the large brown nipples crowned each breast. Rowena reached up to them, taking them in her hands, cupping them and rolling each nipple between her fingers whilst softly moaning with rising passion.
Her hands dropped to her sides once more and she then sought out the zip at the back of her skirt. The sound of the lowering zip was quickly followed by the sight of the skirt pooling around Rowena’s feet leaving the sexiest black lace thong struggling to cover the neatly trimmed blonde thatch at the apex of her thighs. coquettishly she turned away from him and bent to remove the thong. As she did so, Richard caught a quick glimpse of a pair of glistening wet lips before she stood and slowly turned to face him.
Richard was astounded by the condition of her body, only the slightest sag in her breasts and buttocks and perhaps a slight thickening of the waist, which was hardly noticeable. There couldn’t be a young woman anywhere in the world who would not kill to have a body like Rowena’s, just about the sexiest thing on two legs.
Rowena stood before her brother, placed the palms of both hands on her hips and said, “Now you’ve seen my body, do you still want to make love to me?”
Richard stood and took her in his arms, “Even more than before,” he said. “You are truly beautiful.”
“Then maltepe escort it’s your turn,” said Rowena as she sat on the bed.
Richard took off his loafers and socks and within seconds, his shirt and trousers joined Rowena’s clothes on the floor. Rowena was amazed at her brother’s body, he really was ‘ripped’, his six pack clearly visible and his arms and legs bulging with muscle. There were not the only things that were bulging; she could clearly see his package distorting the cloth of his shorts. Whilst she watched, Richard hooked his thumbs into the waistband and slid his shorts down his legs, stepping out of them. Rowena gasped as she saw his penis, it was much larger than she remembered. It was heavily swollen and standing erect along his stomach. The engorged purple head was massive, swaying as his prick throbbed and twitched. Robert placed his palms on his hips and said with a smile, “Now you have seen what’s on offer, do you still want me to make love to you?”
Sitting on the bed as she was, her face was almost level with her sibling’s groin, reaching out she took hold of his hips and pulled him towards her. She then took hold of his warm hard pole in both hands, staring at its every detail. studying the large ridge at the bottom of the swollen head, the engorged veins along its whole length, amazed at its rigidity. Her juices were flowing freely now, her body crying out to be taken by this amazing rod. But that would have to wait.
Quickly she bent forward, placing the head of his penis to her lips, licking them before she did so. Slowly opening her mouth, Rowena sucked Richard’s organ into her mouth, feeling the head of it almost fill her. Her tongue danced over his frenulum accompanied by groans of pleasure from Richard. She felt him slowly thrusting his organ into her mouth, almost to her throat, causing her to gag. Quickly he withdrew slightly, before resuming his shallow stroking. Rowena was loving every moment of it, the soft slightly salty taste of his skin and the silky feel of the lubricant seeping from its head.
In less than a minute, Richard pulled away from Rowena and gently pushed her onto the bed before kneeling beside her, and silencing her frustrated moan with a kiss. Once more their tongues battled and teeth nibbled in a deep sensuous kiss. Rowena shuddered as Richard’s hands took hold of her breasts, stroking her incredibly sensitive nipples and gently tweaking them, filling her with needy cries of passion. “Oh God”! she cried, as his mouth descended to her right breast, first licking the nipple before slowly drawing it into his mouth across his teeth. It felt as though he had swallowed half of her breast and she could feel the shock waves punching through her body. He then began alternating between rolling the nipple between his teeth and sucking on it as though feeding at her breast. Rowena felt as though she could take no more and then Richard moved to her other breast, repeating what he had done before. Rowena was gasping at every nip and suckle; her breasts were on fire and hyper sensitive to the slightest touch.
Richard moved and suddenly, he was laying a wet fiery trail down her body as he licked his way down towards the source of her heat, the contracting cavern that yearned to be filled by his huge girth. His hands reached under her thighs, pulling them apart as his head hovered above her core. As he lowered his head, Rowena could feel his hot breath on the suffused and swollen lips of her vagina, yet was still shocked when his tongue darted down the full length of her pussy, sliding between her lips.
Richard’s shift in position had now brought his own pulsating member within Rowena’s reach. Taking hold of it, she pulled it towards her and as she did so, Richard moved his leg so that he was now kneeling above her head. Once more her hungry mouth opened to take her fill of his mighty cock, greedily sucking it down until it reached the back of her throat then letting it slide back out over her teeth as she resumed her tongue’s attack on his frenulum.
Rowena yelped around his invading pole as she felt his tongue diving between her vaginal lips, licking and probing, mouthing and sucking on her clitoris driving her half crazy. She renewed her ministrations to Richard’s penis with even more vigour, the sound of wet sucking mouths on each others genitals and their welcoming grunts filled the bedroom.
Rowena swore she could feel Richard swell even more in her mouth, could feel the throbbing increasing and knew he could not be far away from his climax. All those thoughts vanished when she felt Richard slip two fingers inside her tunnel, searching for and hitting her ‘G’ spot. A muffled scream escaped her distorted lips as his fingers rubbed and coaxed her trigger spot. Her stomach was filled with a series of small explosions which grew by the minute. Her hips bucked under Richard’s mouth and her juices flowed like hot lava. She was on the edge, her body could take no more stimulation, she had to give in to it, let it take her where it will.
Richard too was also on the edge, she could tell by his loud groans and the spasmodic way in which his hips jerked above her and his hot, blood filled penis throbbed and twitched in her mouth.