Chapter 10: Church

Susan and Bryan heard raunchy sounds coming from down the hall. They didn’t care. They were enjoying the exquisite feeling of being in each other’s arms as they dozed. Their naked bodies formed to each other. The contact was electrifying. Between dozing, they’d kiss their twin’s face, neck, or chest. Their hands meanwhile explored each other’s bodies and burned the feelings into their brains. Unlike the sounds that emanated from their parents’ room, their touches were kind and loving. The complete opposite of the dominating pain-induced animal lust they were hearing.

In the morning light, Bryan woke from one of his dozings needing to pee. He put it off for while gazing at his gorgeous sister’s face as she lay in his arms sleeping. She looked so peaceful and contented. He worried when she awoke, the heat of passion would be gone and she would hate him for having taken her virginity. Still he lightly kissed his sister’s soft full lips, followed by her eyelids waking Susan.

She woke up startled unsure of where she was. She had slept better than she had ever done int the past feeling fully protected and loved. But in the haze of waking she didn’t understand why. Or why she was naked and had the feeling of another naked body wapped around hers. Or why it felt exquisite like the lips that were on hers and on her closed eyelids. She had never woken up this way before. She jerked back for an instant when Bryan’s face came into view and she realized she was really naked in his arms and it wasn’t a dream. Before she had time to fully think her mouth engaged, “Bryan ... what ... what are you doing?” She turned a hard blush red when the night before came rushing back as the throbbing of her pelvis hit as she moved. Her hands came to her face, “Oh my god ... We did it ... Didn’t we?”

“Yes,”Bryan answered with some trepidation. Susan spread her fingers so she could look out at her brother’s face. It too had turned red suddenly embarrassed at what they had done.

From behind her hands she half asked, “I’m no longer a virgin?”

Bryan added guilt to his embarrassment, “No ... I’m sorry if I got carried away last night. I just love you so much. I thought it was what you wanted.” He felt terrible he had committed incest with his sister and taken her virginity. He started to unwind from Susan not wanting to traumatize her any more than he obviously had.

“Stop,” Susan said quietly to Bryan. “It is what I wanted and want. I wanted it for a long time. I just didn’t know how to tell you since I didn’t fully know it, myself. It has been there and I wouldn’t let myself act on it. I’m so embarrassed I finally did. It was such a slut thing to do, to take advantage of you that way. God I love you so, please don’t think I’m a slut and hate me.”

“Never in a million years. Now, my sweet lover, I need to get up and get on the floor before they come knocking. You know they will come for us sometime soon for church.” Bryan whispered in her ear as he lightly brushed his lips across her earlobe. “And, we can talk about the rest of this later when we have time.”

“Ok. And will you always call me lover?” Susan had quit listening to what Bryan said after lover.

“As long as you’ll have me,” Bryan confirmed, as he untangled his body from hers. “Now I gotta pee and get on the floor and act like I’m sleeping. They can’t find us awake or in this position when they come in. If they do, our gooses are cooked. Remember it’s Sunday.”

Susan watched as her brother get out of their shared bed, heading to the bathroom. She got one passing scrape of her fingernails down his hard bare white ass, making him jump. She wondered how he’d pee. His morning wood was like the Washington Monument in front of him. But more than that she wondered if it had been a one time fling. She felt her stomach flutter at the idea it wasn’t. Unclear if it was an excited flutter of things to come. Or the dread of not ever experiencing the joy she remembered from the night before.

After a few minutes, Bryan returned, found his underwear and T-shirt, and pulled them on. Susan was bummed since it meant there would be no repeat performance this morning. Which, she had decide the flutter was for. The excitement of the same feelings from the previous night is what she had hoped for. That despite the throbbing in her mons and pelvis. The constant low ache made moving her legs virtually impossible. Thrusting her hips was unimaginable. She so wanted to be filled up again.

Bryan found her nightclothes and underwear, and tossed them to her. It was the nail in her coffin of hope. Susan wasn’t the only one thinking that. He had just guaranteed his cock wouldn’t be put into the heat of her annealing furnace, though he wasn’t sure he could get any harder. As he remembered all the subtlety of her curves he had tried burning into his bran.

With slow deliberate moves that minimize the number of times she bent or moved her legs. Susan put her clothes on. She replayed Bryan’s earlier statement in her head. “They can’t come knocking, there is no door. And do you really think, that after all the shit we heard all night, they’re planning on going church today?”

“Have you ever known them to miss it?” Bryan asked adding. “I think the preacher takes attendance making sure your tithing.”

“Yeah ... Probably.” She said missing the warmth and feel of Bryan’s body. She was surprised with herself that after only one night, she would ache not having Bryan curled around her as she tried sleeping.

Bryan was having those feelings, too. He fell off to sleep, about 30 minutes before Liz poked her head in the room. But, she didn’t look at the teens. The shame and embarrassment of what she’d become last night hadn’t passed. “Time to get ready for church,” she got out, loud enough for waking up the two. She saw that Tom had been right. Susan had tried making them look like fools. It made her happy she had listened to him. She was also angry. Susan had used the actions of her unspoken desire against her. Tom hadn’t fallen for the ruse probably because he was thinking clearly. Like a parent, unlike her the slut mother she was, wanting her son’s cock in her. So, she still felt like a foolish whore as she walked away.

Bryan looked up from the floor telling Susan, “You go ahead and get your shower first. I know it takes a long time to dry your hair. But don’t take forever I’ve gotta get one also.”

Looking over the edge of the bed with a devilish grin “We could save time and water if we got one together.” Susan wasn’t clear on why she had said it or if she had really meant it. But she was leaning towards meaning it and wanting her cunt stuffed to overfilled with Bryan’s cock again.

Bryan chuckled, “Oh yeah, that will go over real well. Honest Mom and Dad, we’re just saving time and the environment.” Unspoken, he thought, “God if showering with Susan will make me an environmentalist. I’m signing up for all the demonstrations.”

“Nope, I don’t think they’ll buy it. And I was so looking forward to you soaping me up ... and down ... up ... and ... down.” She teased as she got out of the bed while making up and down motions with her hand in front of her covered snatch.

“That is just mean” he sniveled, jokingly

“So. Aren’t we supposed to be getting a divorce?” was her reply as she intentionally wiggled her ass before closing the bathroom door, in spite of the ache she knew it would cause. She didn’t close it because she didn’t want Bryan to see her naked. She did it because she didn’t want either of their parent to see Bryan seeing her naked. And, her not giving a shit if he watched.

While Susan was in the shower Bryan busied himself making the bed. He pulled the top cover back and looked down at the bed sheets. The smell of sex quaffed up into his nose and there was a large faintly pink ring of their combined juices that covered half of one side. He knew after church he would have to find a time when both parents were busy and quickly change the sheets. But if the bed was made, neither of their parents would unmake it just to look at the sheets, though it would be slightly suspicious.

Susan finished her shower and reflexively reached for the small bottle of lotion on the cabinet. She froze for a second, remembering that bottle wasn’t lotion but a bottle now half full with Bryan’s spunk. She when ahead and shook the bottle and poured the sperm lotion into her hand. She thought, “That which doesn’t gross me out, keeps me soft and horny.” She lathered her chest concentrating on her areolas and down her tight stomach. The second glob in her hand was for her face and neck. She again thought to herself, “Swim little spermies, into the pores and make me beautiful.” And as always she wiped the remainder on the buns of her ass.

“Damn that was fast,” Bryan commented as Susan stuck her head in the room letting him know the bathroom was his.

“Yeah, the shower was lonely without company.” She mused.

“Well, I guess we’ll have to make it up to the shower. We wouldn’t want to hurt its feelings.” He quipped.

Susan smiled at Bryan knowing she love him partly for offhanded jokes and his empathy for others. Even if it was an inanimate object like the shower. “I guess we will.” She said, smiling a bit brighter with a twinkle in her green eyes. She knew another new part of her love for him was what he could do to her with his magnificent feeling cock. Not thinking about it she had come into their shared room for the sole purpose of kissing his lips. Having done that, like it was a natural thing to do, she headed to her old room. Though she’d managed to swindle two of the chest drawers from her brother, most of her clothes were still in her old room.

She removed the oversized towel, her mom had put in the bathroom when Susan had started developing breasts, long before getting out of the room. She relished the idea of showing her brother she tight heart-shaped ass as she left. It made a tingle just below her clit.

Bryan stayed standing in the middle of the room running over in his mind the kiss, he and his sister just shared. It wasn’t one meant as a precursor for sex or like the ones last night after they’d had sex. Nor was it a kiss a sister gives a brother before leaving on a long journey or returning from one. The best he could describe it as was one of the thousands he had seen his parents exchange over the years. A kiss just telling the other, you love them and are one entity with them without actually saying it. He liked the feeling and the sight that came with it.

Bryan also showered quickly followed by getting into his church clothes. Like all teens he wasn’t interested in going to church, listening to the preacher followed by bible study. Curling up with his sister sounded like a much better use of a couple hours. Though he wasn’t overly possitive she would be receptive to that kind of thing. But even if she was, it wasn’t an option this morning.

“The bus is leaving in 5 minutes, go get in the car.” Their Mom called from the bottom of the stairs. Bryan finished pulling on his shoes and headed to the car. Susan got to the stairs first. He thought she looked more beautiful than ever, she radiated a kind of happy glow. All he could think was love making had actually made her look more ravishing. She was wearing her usual long skirt with a white shirt and red leather jacket completing the outfit he’d seen a hundred times. Yet this time it seemed unworthy of her body.

He was directly behind her on the stairs when she stopped. She looked over her shoulder at him and giggled. Letting go of the handrail she reached down lifting the back of her skirt up. In no time Bryan saw her gorgeous butt in its natural state with no material anywhere blocking his view. She let go of the skirt, put her finger to her lips, and made a small “Shhh” Bryan was, now, certain curling up with her would have been an option.

Bryan and Susan walked to the car under the watchful gaze of their parents. The twins couldn’t look at each other. They both were sure the looks on their faces when they looked at each other would surely give away they had been and were hoping in the future to lovers. Susan also worried her gait would make it clear Bryan’s dick had been lodged deep in her releasing all its wonderful sperm coating her walls. It was an elixir that was slowly removing any of the nagging doubts she had about being Bryan’s lover.

The car ride to the church was torture for Bryan. He wondered the entire ride how he could get his hand up Susan’s skirt without the front seat occupants noticing. Then if he did. Would Susan be able to keep quiet and still while he fingered her pussy? But more importantly would she be receptive to his fingers sliding through her slit and pumping away at her life changing gash. Assuming a yes to all of the above, would the car begin smelling like sex? Surely his parents would notice that. He’d finished all his contemplation as the car came to a stop in the parking lot.

Not wanting to be at church in the first place, the two teens let their parents guide the way. Bryan noticed his Mom didn’t have the same swing in her ass that she naturally had. In fact, she was walking in a very unusual manner, like he did when he waited too long before taking a shit and struggled to keep it in as he walked to the bathroom. He surmised the unusual gait was the effect of the no holds barred sex his parents must’ve engaged in last night.

Susan noticed the strange walk of her mother also. But more so, she noticed the distance Liz was keeping from Tom, though holding his hand, was different. It was a bit farther than last week or the week before that. She wondered if it had anything to do with the sounds of uncontrolled sex, she and Brian had been forced to endure to most of the night. Or at least the part of the night they weren’t joined as one body.

This and the tickle the trickle of semen still in her caused in her pussy reminded her, she was no longer a virgin. And her non-virgin cunt really liked being filled with Bryan’s cock and seed. She would have to figure out a way of getting rid of her parents for the day. They would be gone, picking up her cousins, tomorrow but she didn’t think she could wait another day before having her tunnel filled with Bryan’s shaft.

When they got to the pew, Bryan and Susan sat next to each other with their parents on the other side of Susan. Again Susan noticed her parents were sitting a bit further away from each other than most Sundays. Normally, she was embarrassed by how close they sat together. And, the gooey eyes they made with each other. She reckoned, her mother must be too tired for that stuff today. She had been up all night, grunting and yelling at Susan’s dad to fuck her like a common whore. The thought of it in church was actually more disturbing than live.