Author's note:
Well it certainly has been a while since I posted the first part of this story! If my damned writer's block wasn't enough to battle, my stupid ticker decided to let me down. Got that diagnosed (would have been quicker if my doctor had listened to me during that super long 15-minute physical) and then took quite a few months to get a good medicine regimen along with a pacemaker/defibrillator implanted. While all that was going on, my PC took a crap on me and I lost/forgot my password to my author's page. Trust me when I say this, Literotica's password help feature is as worthless as tits on a boar. (If you don't understand that, ask your grandfather. I remember watching Khrushchev take off his shoe and pound it on the desk at the U.N.) Countless attempts and requests for help over the past year plus resulted in nothing except one-second old, yet EXPIRED, reset links that were supposed to be 'good' for only 30 minutes. Woke up the other day remembering several long-forgotten passwords and I started trying them all. Finally, one of them worked! Guess the old grey matter under the thin grey hair is still functioning!
Oh, just a quick personal to the last two Anonymous commenters on part one, dated 11-10-2017 and 9-18-2018: to paraphrase Samuel Clemens, your rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated, not to mention premature! Or, to put it another way, close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades! I'm still picking daisies instead of pushing them up!"
So anyway, it has been a LONG time since the first part was posted. If you haven't read it recently, I would suggest that you go back and re-read it just so this will make more sense to you. With any luck I will get several more posted in the not too distant future!
For those of you who chastised me for the 'blackmailing' of the girl by her brother, perhaps you should REREAD part one and look for the hints. It isn't what you think. And now, on to part two of my story.
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It's been three months since my sister and I fucked the first time. That was when she let me know that she knew who the girl on my special videos really was. I thought she had fallen for my ruse that I had videos of her sucking a guy off and later fucking him, and would send copies to her boyfriend (she later dumped him), her friends and our parents. She finally told me that when she saw my bulging cock in my shorts, she had thought to herself how she'd love to suck off a cock like that and nearly shouted out "YES!" when I demanded 3 blowjobs from her.
When she came home from school the day she gave me a non-required BJ in the kitchen, she had wished she had the nerve to invite me into her bed, only to nearly laugh out loud the next day when, after watching another video in which she fucked a guy (it appeared), I demanded three fucks like 'she' had just done on screen.
Hailey was floating on air when she let me know that she knew who the girl in the videos really was, and that we would be each other's on call fuck and suck buddy from then on. She has proven that to be 100% true as we've fucked each other 110 times (I know, that is more than once per day, she's fucking insatiable) and she wakes me with a blowjob where she swallows it all every damned day of the week! I am truly in heaven on earth. Thus far neither of our parents know anything about our new relationship.
Today is Saturday about 1PM and I'm having a late lunch in the kitchen. Dad is at the golf course as usual and mom, who was supposed to be gone all day, just walked in less than a minute ago. Hailey was in her bedroom talking on her phone last I knew.
Mom gave me a hug when she came in then walked to the corner of the room to get a glass from the cupboard. My sister chose that time to glide into the room from the only direction where our mom's presence could not be known. Stopping behind me she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave my cheek a kiss then said, "Hey my hunky brother, how about we have some fun together in my room?"
I nearly shit and Hailey tensed as our mom said, "Ahem!"
It was hard to tell on Hailey's skin but mine was blushing profusely as Hailey straightened up and managed to say, "Oh hi mom. Um, I was just joking with Roman. When did you get home?"
Mom gave each of us a hard, long silent look, especially my blush red face, before her eyes locked onto my sister. "I got home about a minute ago ... which sounds like I was just in time, young lady!" Hailey groaned softly then mom went on, "And you'd better be joking about ... about whatever you meant."
"Hey, I hope you weren't joking about me being hunky! I need to start looking better for the ladies," I said with forced joviality.
"Sorry Roman," my sister said picking up on where I was going, "That was the joke. So, do you want to play a video game with me or not?"
"Sure, as soon as I'm done with my snack."
Hailey quickly left the room and I sat there stuffing my face hoping mom would find something to do. She didn't.
Mom sat across from me and looked into my eyes. "You'd better behave with your sister, I don't want her to get hurt. Either of you. Do you hear me, Roman?"
"Jeez, mom, yeah I heard you. Dang, she's my sister! I never want to hurt her."
"Make sure you don't, that's all I'm saying. I love you both."
By then I was finished with my snack so I waited to make sure she was finished. She was so I cleaned my dirty dish in the sink and put it in the dishwasher, then turned to head up to Hailey's bedroom. "Son," mom said stopping me in my tracks, "the door stays open."
"Yes, mom."
Entering Hailey's bedroom, I loudly (well, not a screaming type of loud, but loud enough for mom to hear me) said, "Okay, let's get that game going so I can beat your ass!" Much softer I said, "Damn was that close! I'm just glad you didn't grab my cock like usual."
My sister gave me a look that clearly said, 'I'm sorry' as she loud enough said, "I've been practicing so it'll be your ass that gets beat!" Much softer she said, "Hey, shut my door."
"Can't," I softly replied as her face reacted to that maternal edict.
Soon we were engaged in one of the few PC Games she is fairly good at. Hailey had the sound turned up pretty loud and we were talking in hushed tones. I relayed what mom had asked and then she apologized for nearly screwing up the good thing we had going. I lost track of how many times she told me she was sorry for not making certain I was alone before grabbing me from behind. It was a lot!
Mom managed to have three separate reasons to enter her room. Normally none of them would have caused that as she would have just told Hailey to take the stuff to her room in one trip. Mom was SOOOO transparent it was laughable. Later, dad asked me to help him outside but my help was really listening as he told me his 'concern' about what had happened right after mom came home. Bad news travels fast, I guess.
So later I got Hailey off to the side and told her that dad was worried about my planting a "bastard child", his words, in her. I told him not to worry.
"He really said that?" she softly shouted. "Good grief, I've been on the pill for two years now. I can't believe he said that to you." She really looked pissed as she paced back and forth about three steps each way. "Damn him, I have half a mind to just stop taking the damned things. That would show him! Bastard child my ass! It would be our 'love child'!"
"Uh, sis, I hope you are joking about that."
"Well, it's not something that I want to do, even though I love you with all my heart. I mean, having a kid from my brother is not the best thing that could happen to me! But shit am I pissed about him even saying that!"
"Well, at first I was pissed also, but then I thought about it and decided he really just wants the best for both of us. So, I chalked it up to bad choice of words by dad, something he has a habit of doing. And I know he means well."
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Yeah, I guess you're right," she said with a giggle, "he really has said some funny AND embarrassing things through his bad choice of words. Oh gosh, remember when Mrs. Rutlidge slapped his face when he tried to compliment her new baby. He sure didn't 'say' what he 'meant' to say!" and then Hailey howled with laughter, as did I.
Through my laughter I chuckled out, "Or the time he nearly got arrested for 'threatening' that cop! Man, the look on his face as he said, 'What?!?! What'd I say?!?' And remember how his face turned white when the cop told him what dad actually said!"
Hailey chimed in with, "Yeah, god how we both laughed so hard at him! That was why dad didn't get arrested, when the cop realized that our dad just says the right thing but in the wrong way!" Eventually our laughter subsided and she softly said, "Okay, so dad is forgiven for his poor choice of words ... again!"
Throughout the rest of the weekend both mom and dad found countless reasons to check on what we were doing. We were putting forth extreme efforts to keep our hands, etc. to ourselves thus never getting caught doing what we both really wanted to be doing. My sister couldn't even give me her usual wake-up blowjob as mom was up early on Sunday and woke Hailey so they could go 'shopping', even though they didn't really buy anything, and Hailey told me there was no real reason for her to be there other than to protect her from me.