*Here is another sequel to my first story series. I really appreciate the time and effort of people who messaged me personally and in the comment box.
All the characters are of legal age. The story contains scenes of incest or incest content. I am trying hard to improve my writing and any suggestions or comments from your part will be hugely appreciated, thanks.*
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"Food is on the table," my mom yelled out as she left for work on Monday morning. I was too tired to even respond.
We reached early morning after a very long drive and everyone was tired, especially me after all the action. Events of the last two days came flashing past my eyes as I laid flat on my bed.
The morning after my first day of service. I struggled to act natural with Sarah around. She, although, talked like any other sister when my parents were around. She was confident and happy, I could feel that from her demeanor. I would often get stuck in between conversations and my parents asked me a couple of times if there was something on my mind. I just casually remarked that I was thinking about my future to which my sister broke out into a loud giggle.
We went for a swim early morning and I got out of the water as quickly as I got into it. I was tired as hell as I couldn't get much of a sleep the night before and I wanted to be as far away from my sister's evil mind working its way into my head. I just stayed in the shore reading a book or at least I pretended to. I did sneak a few peeks though, my sister wore a black high cut backless one piece which really accentuated her curves. My mom was not bad either, she had on a deep blue high neck one piece swimsuit which was a little too tight for her. *It must have been a while since she had last gone swimming*. She looked as hot as ever and I could see my father's eyes running all around her body.
Sarah did try to force me into the water again but I resisted. I knew that with mom and dad around, she couldn't assert her dominance on me and that she would leave me alone.
"You always loved playing in the water, what happened now," my sister said with a smirk and loud enough for my parents to hear as they were drying off after the swim.
Sarah's moist hair and drops of water dripping down from it was a sight to behold. She had covered herself up with a towel. Thank God for that.
"Just leave him alone Sarah, he will be fine." my mom came to my rescue.
"Ok fine." she sighed and walked past patting my head.
"You okay honey?"
"Yes Mom... I am fine."
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It was almost noon when I woke up. My sister hadn't bothered to disturb me - yet. Parents had already gone off to work and I didn't see my sister either, *she must have gone off somewhere. Thank God for that.* I quickly had some coffee and got ready to leave. I didn't want to be alone with my sister, not today, not any day.
But just when I opened my front door, there she was.
"Hi little brother, I presume you are going somewhere. Too bad you got to cancel your plans. You are coming with me," she said as she walked past me into the leaving room. She had some shopping bags in her hand but I couldn't quite figure out the names.
"You can't do this to me..Sarah," I said. Yes I sounded pathetic being an eighteen old and complaining to my sister for not letting me go out. That's pathetic for sure.
"Hey, it's not like I am keeping you here forever, I just got some plans for you today...that's all. You can complain all the time you want but you are not going out. Do you understand?" She was not yelling but there was a vigour in her voice.
I didn't say a thing but the decision was already made. I stood there unmoved as she went inside to put aside her bags. She was wearing a cotton camisole with a shirt over it and denim shorts showing off her smooth legs.
Although I didn't make any significant effort to leave the house, my conscience was still determined to overpower her. It would seem weird but I had spent the past hour making up scenarios in my mind where I stood up to her.
We were almost the same height, so I decided to stand. I didn't want her to look down on me, not when I am speaking up to her. After a few minutes, she came back to our room. She seemed calm and I once again remembered how beautiful she was without all her bitchyness.
"Sarah," I called out in my most serious tone. She just came back from the kitchen with some mango juice and was settling down on the couch. She looked up and locked eyes with mine. I continued.
"I get that you were pissed at me for my behavior. I understand my mistakes and I regret it. And I would do anything to make it right, but this has gone too far and you know it. It's been hell for me, the past few days, and I have had enough. I am not taking anymore of this shit."
I paused for a few seconds letting it sink in. I could see that she was contemplating what I told her and that was good to see. I remained as serious as I could.
"I don't care if you post those pics of mine. I don't care if you tell our parents. I am ready to face the consequences whatever be it. You can't treat me like this anymore...it's not fair. You embarrassed me...abused me...making me feel like shit.. it's not fair." I didnt know what I was saying anymore. My serious tone was cracking up. I began to hyperventilate and a single tear ran down my left cheek.
"I am not a sissy...I am a man...and...and you should treat me like one...It's not f-fair...it's not.." Those were the last words that came out of my mouth before I broke down sobbing. I fell into the couch next to me covering my face.
I was not thinking of anything particular at all. There was an intense pain and this felt the most normal thing to do. Yes, I was crying like a little girl who just lost her teddy. It was one of the lowest points of my life as of then.
The tears soaked my hands. Then I felt my sister's body. She sat beside me with her hands wrapped around my body. Her moist lips planted small kisses on my head. I could feel the warmth of her body pressing into mine. She said nothing and we just stayed like that for at least ten minutes till I calmed down a bit.
She then took out her hand and caressed my hair. I slowly raised my head and was about to say something.
"Sh-shhh..."
Her fingers crossed my mouth and I became silent. But I could see her watery eyes. She just smiled at me and without little effort took me in her hands. I felt like a baby in her hands being nursed by his mother. My eyes were fixed on her face and she kept smiling as she took me to her room...to her bed.
She then laid me on the bed. She came with a towel and cleaned my face. And after a few minutes joined me on the bed in her sleepclothes. She spooned me from behind and whispered "Sleep well, little brother."
I slept like a baby. It was almost five when I woke up again and I was hungry as hell. It was weird waking up in Sarah's room and she was nowhere around. I felt fresh and went downstairs after washing my face.
"Eggs and bacon...figured you would be hungry."
