Chapter 40: Deception

After school when Bryan had gone up to do what he called earning a living. Susan and her mom again began a pleasant conversation, while making dinner. Their talks had become more about their upcoming babies and less about Susan and Bryan’s having sex. They had become much more open about sharing their thoughts and feelings on almost everything. Liz was pretty much resigned to the twins screwing as just a normal part of their lives. But something in her always tried stopping it. So in the middle of their talk about breastfeeding twins, Liz said, “ ... and Bryan will need to quit sucking on your tits, despite how much you like it. There is only so much milk your breast will produce in a day. And by the way, you know when the pregnancy is over your not gonna want sex all the time like now. It’d be a good time for you and Bryan to stop having sex. Since despite your and Bryan’s explanations, it still isn’t moral or right.”

Since Liz hadn’t made her statement in an angry or accusing manner, Susan used the same pleasant tone, “When you stop enjoying watching us make love. Or having Bryan rub his penis against your butt every morning. We might.”

Not knowing why the words came out, “God help me, I do like the feel of that hard prick against me. I bet it’d do wonders in my pussy.”

“Mother!” Susan said shocked, more at her mother’s voicing her thoughts than the thoughts themselves.

“Oh shit.” Liz turn red after realizing what she said, “I didn’t mean to say that.”

“Oh, but thinking it’s OK?” Susan questioned without malice. She was enjoying watching her mother squirm.

“No.” Liz shook her head staring at the carrot she was pealing. “Every time I feel like a wretched whore enjoying Bryan pressing his dick against me. But I can’t help myself. This damn pregnancy has me craving sex all the time. From anyone that would give it to me. Hell, I’d walk the streets getting paid for it if your father wouldn’t throw me out. I know I’m not supposed to talk like this but I think you may be the one person that understands. It was bad the first time with you and Bryan, but this time it’s so much worse. That is why I’m outside your doorway most mornings. It’s not that I condone what you’re doing, but I understand Bryan is filling a need. And, watching you two is a kind of release for me also. And, your father has been the beneficiary of the incomplete cessation of my desire. Plus, Bryan’s cock pressing against me in the morning is just enough to get me over the hump, no pun intended. Until everyone is gone and I can break out my dildo. God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Hopefully, when our pregnancies pass, both of us can get back to our normal moral lives. And you can forget this conversation ever happened.”

Susan knew at that moment what she would be getting her mother for her birthday, just not how she would accomplish getting it to her. “It’s OK. I think I understand. But after the babies are born and you see Bryan and I are still happy together. Will you just accept that it isn’t the pregnancy that has us together?”

“We’ll cross that bridge when it comes,” Liz said pulling herself back together. “The bridge right now is dinner.” The rest of the evening the two women didn’t mention their earlier conversation or anything related to the sexual relations in the house.

After dinner, Susan and Bryan cleaned up the dishes and took care of getting their cousins their baths. Susan and Bryan sat next to each other snuggled up as they played on the internet. Bryan was having a hard time concentrating on his poker game as every now and then Susan would nip on his earlobe. Liz shook her head each time she saw Susan do it. Yet, she never said anything. Whereas Tom was amused at the two stealthily playing with each other, and failing at the stealth. When Susan saw that an ice storm would probably hit them a day before her mother’s birthday. She saw an opportunity. She started putting together a plan for her mother’s present.

For the next ten days, all of the extra-curricular activities in the house continued. Liz stayed in the doorway longer each day, while the twins screwed. Bryan rubbing his cock against his mom’s covered buns continued and they lasted longer each day. Susan had begun rubbing the button between her pussy lips each morning. She waited until her dad could see her do it when he found an excuse for his walks past her doorway. And as another part of her plan for her mother’s present, she began bringing sex up more often, when they made dinner together.

On the third day’s conversation, she said to Liz, “I swear I think you were right about Julie’s wedding present of a dildo being unneeded.”

Liz was curious about the sudden change of subject, “Why do you say that?”

“Bryan.” Susan started. “I thought I was the horny one. It seems he wants to have sex all the time. First thing in the morning, he pokes me with that big dick of his. Hell if we could find time at school, he’d have sex with me there.” Her lies were justified in her mind. They were seeds being planted intending on having them bearing fruit later.

“I told you teenage boys are always ready for sex,” Liz said knowingly.

“Yeah, well if he wasn’t so monogamous, I think he’d do anyone in a skirt.” She blended the truth into the conversation.

“I guess that’s good for you.” The double meaning was obvious to Susan, but she let the conversation drop.

Two days later Susan had the same basic conversation with her mother after Liz found her and Bryan having sex in the laundry room. Liz read the two the riot act about having sex where their cousins could walk in on them. Susan and Bryan apologized for their indiscretion. And, they pulled their clothes back on. Later when she and her mom were alone, Susan lied to her saying that the sex in the laundry was Bryan’s idea,.

Later that same day she again, apologized for having sex in the laundry room. She said Bryan hopefully wouldn’t talk her into having sex again where the cousins could see. When they were caught by Liz again having a quick screw while Tom was giving the small children their baths the next day again Susan lied. She claimed it was Bryan’s idea after he left the kitchen when Liz demanded only one of them would finish the dishes.

For the next few days, Susan made sure Bryan was on top when they had their morning sex. When Liz was within earshot Susan made certain she panted and groaned a bit louder. When she could form fully comprehensible words, she would moan about Bryan’s dick being so big. How she needed a rest from his fucking. Bryan always attempted to cover her mouth when she began her rants. He hoped no one else in the house would hear them. Susan, on the other hand, did what she could to guarantee Liz would hear.

All of the kids were at school when the ice began falling. Julie and Steve offered to let Susan and Bryan come stay with them riding out the storm. Susan told Julie, she’d love to but it’d be a good chance for the newlyweds to run about the house naked undisturbed by guests. Julie reminded her that is what they did all of the time, just to make Susan a bit jealous.

Susan and Bryan made it home without much difficulty when school was let out early. Liz got home an hour later. She had run into some trouble when she picked up the younger children. Tom also had difficulty getting home as the roads became less passable as time went on. With everyone safely home, Tom and Liz figured they could weather the storm by playing a few games with the kids and watching a couple movies. Bryan and Susan planned on playing on the internet and cuddling up together while watching the movies with the rest of the family.

All of the family’s plans came crashing down with a limb from a tree. It took out the power line from the house to the street. Further killing any backup plans of using their cell phones as internet connections, were the limbs that took out the power transformers to most of the towers in the area. With their original plans squashed, Susan pulled out one of the kid’s books and read to them. Bryan went out collecting and bringing in firewood. He knew they would need the heating source as the temperature was predicted to go into the negative numbers. Tom found the spare blankets and began to make four beds for them around the fireplace. Susan and Bryan noticed the number of sleeping spots and began to laugh.

“You have one too many beds.” Bryan pointed out to his dad.

“Don’t start with me,” Tom said understanding what Bryan was saying. “Your mother gave me the number. And I’m not picking a fight over the number of beds. So I put them out. If you want to make it less you do so. But you do it at your own peril.”

“I think, I’ll risk it,” Bryan said moving the covers designed for two beds into one. Liz came in as Bryan was rearranging the sleeping location. She said nothing but stared hard at him. “What?” he said looking over at his mom. “It’s going to get cold.”

“That is a lame excuse,” Liz commented. “But, we’ll all be in the same room.” The implication of no sexual activities was loud and clear. “We could use some candles for tonight.” Liz changed the subject. From across the room came a guffaw. Liz glanced over to see Susan covering her mouth, attempting to hold in a belly laugh. Turning back to Bryan, “Do you know what your sister found so funny?”

Bryan, too, had a smirk, “It was one of the wedding presents for Julie and Steve. Candles and a very good drawing of how they were to be used.”

“I can only guess,” Liz remembered a time when she and Tom could put the twins to bed and trust that they’d only sleep, and they could play their games.

The smirk still present, “I bet you can ... and have done.”

“Yeah ... Yeah. Go read a book with your sister.” Liz waved Bryan away, turning to the window. She noticed the clouds becoming fuller and darker as sleet increased in intensity and day was passing into the evening. To herself, she muttered, “I can’t believe I’m going to be stuck here on my birthday. I guess my present of a dinner out will have to wait.”

Susan heard her mother’s mutterings while she continued by candlelight to read a fifth Dr.Suess book, “If I Ran the Zoo,” aloud. In a few minutes, she’d start prepping for her surprise present. With the fifth book finished she suggested, “Hey I think all of us girls should put on our matching flannel nighties to stay warm tonight.”

“Yay, we get to be the three princesses. But didn’t you say...” Sara started before Susan cut her off fearing what she was going to say. That the fire would be plenty warm and the flannels wouldn’t be needed.

Susan interjected staring at Sara, “But that was our secret.”

“Oh yeah, sorry,” Sara said running up to get her flannel nightgown on.

Liz followed the little girl up the steps. “This should be fun. I haven’t been a princess for a while.” Liz changed into her flannel nightgown which hung down to her feet. She left her bra and panties off hoping Tom would find a way of giving her a happily ever after, later that night. Susan watched closely as Liz walked around the room on her return. When Liz bent down to pick up the last of the books on the floor, she didn’t see even a hint of lines. And though she was unsure, Susan was ninety percent sure her mom had left her underwear off with the hopes of getting her dad to give her a quiet quickie.

“My turn, I’ll be back in a second,” Susan said running up and changing into her nightgown. She too left her panties off matching her mother. When she got back down in her night garb the three lined up for a photo, after Tom suggested there were a couple of mini-me’s walking around.

“Men.” Tom said to Bryan and Joshua, “Our turn to look like part of the clone army.” One at a time the males when up to put on the long flannel shirts that hung down to their knees. Bryan thought the garment resembled something out of the 1800s. The good thing about the shirt was, he could go commando and no one would know. The downside was it tented unlike anything else when he got a hard-on, making it impossible to hide. He assumed the other guys knew the risk of wearing the shirt without anything under it and dressed accordingly.

The room quickly became lighted only by candles and the low glowing fire in the fireplace. Susan and Bryan told ghost stories before putting the two cousins into the covers in front of the fireplace. With the small children in the makeshift bed so close by, the others limited their conversations. Susan was happy about not talking. It freed her up for teasing Bryan and getting him really hot and bothered. She scooted up behind Bryan hiking her gown up so she could slide her legs under his as he sat cross-legged watching the fire. She started her teasing by tracing her fingernail up his leg under his nightshirt. His cock responded, producing a tent in the center of his lap. Her movements were blocked from her parent’s view by the two supposedly sleeping children between them.

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With the squirming activities of small kids finished and rhythmic breathing started. Susan knew the kids were finally sleeping. The fact that they were sleeping allowed Susan a bit more leeway, and she became bolder, louder, and freer with her movements. Her hands slid further up her brother’s thigh using her fingernail creating a fine line in his leg hair up to his balls. The other had unbuttoned most of the upper part of his shirt giving her access to his defined chest. She traced around his nipple’s darkened skin bringing the center to a hard point. He would’ve directed all his attention to her tracing finger on his chest had she not been running her hand between his balls and the floor. With the new vantage point, her second hand stroked the smooth skin on the underside of his nut sack.

Bryan’s cock continued hardening as she played with him. She had even managed to force her middle finger between his ass crack and used the flat of her fingertip to press on his asshole. Her mouth found his neck and bit down in conjunction with the pressing of her finger on his anus. With little fanfare, she pulled her hand from his chest bringing it to her lips. Quite stealthily she coated the palm with spit and worked it up her fingers. Having her hand somewhat lubricated, she slid it down with the other to his crotch. Her fingers wrapped around the firm shaft flattening the veins that protruded from it. She used an alternating squeeze stroke along the full shaft with a light feather touch adjusting to every bump, rise, and fall. Her fingers corkscrewed up the shaft with a bottle top unscrewing motion under the ridge of his fully engorged cock head. When the first of his pre-cum appeared she used it further lubing his rod. For over an hour her intermittent handjob teased Bryan’s cock getting him close to cumming. When she stopped she would nibble and plunge her tongue into his ear. Other times she would run its rough surface along the edge and behind his ear. Susan was definitely preparing Bryan for the screw of his life. One that would need to be more secretive than any before, with everyone in the room with them.

While Susan was testing her brother’s resolve and the limits of his stimulation before cumming, she listened also to her parents. She heard Tom say, “I think Susan will have Bryan screwing her even though we’re right here and can hear and possibly see everything.”

Susan was surprised and heartened that much of her seed planting had found fertile ground. “She is probably just giving him a handjob so he’s somewhat satisfied. And, he doesn’t fuck her wantonly but maybe slowly and quietly. She probably thinks she won’t raise our suspicions if they do it that way.” Her mom whispered in reply.

Susan assumed Tom had put his hands on her mother as she wasn’t watching them, “Mmmm you feel good and hot, how about us doing some of that slow screwing. They won’t notice if they’re in the middle of their own fuck.”

“Oh Gawd, Tom that feels great, but they’re not having sex right now and I don’t want to give them any ideas.” Liz’s hushed tones were a bit louder than she thought.

Tom came back with one last thing before Susan could no longer hear them, as they lay down on the floor. “If they start so will we, until then I think I’ll keep you running hot.” The irony of the statement wasn’t lost on Susan. After so many nights waiting on the sounds of their parents having sex before she and Bryan could start, the tables had turned. But a couple of last items were needed before her plan for her mom’s present would be complete. She let go of Bryan and slid in front of him in the bed. When his hands naturally wrapped around her and pulled her tightly to him, it was Susan that lead them under her clothes.

Bryan was ready for the middle-of-the-road blue balls he would have in the morning if he didn’t blow his load. But Susan directed his hands to her hot box, so she could slide one of his fingers along her moistened furrow. She moved his hand about masturbating herself with his digit moaning a bit louder than was necessary. The sound and feel of Susan’s smooth labia’s skin and the pull of her cunt’s walls when she put his finger in her had him rock hard again. She had to do little at directing the second hand to her heaving breast. Once, he knew where she wanted it. He pinched and rolled her nipples causing a gasp from her. When he tried moving his hand away fearing Susan was being too loud in her excitement, she put it right back panting all the louder. For another hour she manipulated her brother’s movements. Having it look like he was egging her on to screw him.

Bryan was iron-hard and middle-of-the-road blue balls had been elevated to elephant balls if he didn’t blow his wad sometime during the night. He had already made his mind up, he would screw Susan, and if the parents heard that was fine. Susan had done all but advertise what he thought her plan was. The words that came from Susan confused Bryan as she forced his hand further in her twat, “God Bryan, you want to fuck, now?” Before he could respond she covered his lips with hers cutting off any response he may have had. After a few minutes of their tongues dancing Susan heard her mother on the squeaky stair. She knew what Liz was doing and she pulled from Bryan’s lips to whisper in his ear, “I have to go get a tampon. So after I can put it in and not leak all over the room. But when I get back I want you driving your cock home in one thrust without a word. If you do that, then you can make slow sweet love to me all night.” Susan knew Bryan couldn’t resist the chance of making love to her slowly. So he would abide by her initial rule. “And close your eyes. Your imagination and lovemaking are so much more intense when you do that.” With that, she was off chasing down her mom.