SWMS Redux - Sugar and Vinegar
Copyright© 2017 by Arquillius
Chapter 23
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 23 - This is a story, about a young man named Joshua, and his twin sister Heather. He has two older sisters named Becky and Rachel all who live with his mom. He doesn't know who his dad actually is, but on one hot night, while his elder sisters are at college, he and his twin sister start something, something that blows into an out of control, piss your pants, awesome adventure.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft mt/mt Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Hermaphrodite TransGender Fiction Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Group Sex Harem Orgy Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Big Breasts Public Sex Small Breasts Nudism
I looked around to find I was in some sort of futuristic park. There were floating white platforms, a strange fountain and some people walking a dog. Before I could blink, I was surrounded by a bunch of officers in tactical gear.
“PUT YOUR HANDS UP!” An officer yelled at me.
I slowly raised my arms. An officer started to come at me, and I dodged out of the way. They began firing at me. I pulled out my sword and flipped it so that I wasn’t going to cut them. Swinging at them would be no worse than hitting them with a stick ... a metal stick but a stick. A group of them came at me, and I swung, knocking them back. The others continued firing, and finally a shot caught me in the shoulder, knocking me back. I grabbed my shoulder, dropping my sword, and dropped to my knees. Though it didn’t wound me, it did sting. They didn’t waste time and got me cuffed fast. They didn’t read me my rights, and before long, I was in a cell with a set of chairs, a table and a light hanging from the ceiling. They had taken my gun, my sword, my trench coat and my manacle. Before long Tessa walked in and slammed a file down in front of me.
“We have you on twenty one counts of murder, you slime bucket.” She said.
“You have me confused with someone else.” I said softly as I sat there cuffed to the chair.
“We have your tech. Interesting stuff. The scanners say it is decades ahead of most of the tech we have access to.” She said. “At least your bracelet, the rest is ancient.”
“You have me confused with someone else.” I said again, more sternly.
“Where’d you get it? Did you steal it from some big company?” She asked.
“You ... have ... me ... confused ... with ... some ... one ... else.” I said.
“Why do you keep saying that?” She asked.
“Because ... you ... have ... me ... confused ... with ... some ... one ... else...” I said like a jackass.
I just looked at her. She was beautiful. And something drew me to her in a way I had only felt with my Tabitha And Leiara before. I wasn’t sure why, but it was like ... I’m not sure. I felt a warmness in my chest looking at this woman I didn’t know. I mean she was a few years older than me for sure. She was looking at me with scornful and hate filled eyes, like I had really done those murders.
“Okay, let’s say you are right, we have you confused with another person. As rare as that might be, let’s check your id.” She said.
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