Susie and Me (part 2)

“W…what?” Susie looked at me in horror. “No, we can’t be related …it’s impossible! My God, if it is true…” She gasped. “Oh Benjy, I hope it isn’t true!” She buried her face in my chest and I stroked her hair gently.
“I wish it wasn’t true, but look at the facts, same birthday, same parents name, born in the same room at the same time, both adopted, we always knew what the other was thinking…we even look alike.” She looked at me again, tears in her eyes. “But Benjy, that’s incest, it’s illegal, and I love you so much.” I kissed her deeply. “No one has to know Susie… anyway, it happens all the time.” She nodded and smiled. Then she kissed me again, before moving down to my cock, which was getting hard again.

She licked the head, and I moaned gently. Taking the whole of my 9 inches into her mouth she sucked gently, moving her head back and forth. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, and I didn’t. Within a few minutes my gorgeous twin sister was drinking my cum. We continued fucking and sucking until late, and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.

As a 16 year old I was allowed to move out of my parent’s house and try and cope on my own, so once I’d finished school that’s what I did. My landlady, Barbara, was a bit suspicious when Susie moved in with me, but said nothing. Though we could not get married we could still live together and be lovers. We just managed to support ourselves on joint income (Susie was not pregnant). We both had a strange feeling about Barbara but we both dismissed it easily. People knew we were going out, but no one except us knew we were related.

Two years passed and as we hit 18 we decided to find our parents. We tried several search sites on the Internet, contacting NORCAP, but to no avail. Susie, despite the various forms of protection we used, fell pregnant and a daughter was born, we called her Dawn, but still there was no sign of our parents. Then one day a letter arrived. It was from the Landlady, Barbara. I read it out to Susie as we lay in bed together.

“Dear Mr. Quinn and Miss Deyaro, I heard that you were looking for your birth parents. If you are still interested, I can give you information on their whereabouts. Meet me at my flat, the one above yours on Sunday at 5 in the evening. Signed Barbara Donaldson.”

Susie and I were so happy at this news we went to work with a smile on our faces for the first time in years. It never occurred to us to wonder how Barbara had known we were looking. In between then and Sunday we had the best sex ever, for the news excited us and gave us energy.

So Sunday came and we went up to Barbara’s flat. Her husband, who we had never met before, opened the door and smiled before showing us to the living room. We sat down next to each other on the sofa while Barbara and her husband sat in armchairs beside the fire. Susie was the first to speak. “So, Mrs. Donaldson, you said you had some information for us?” Our landlady nodded and said in her thick Devon-shire accent “Aye, that I did love.” Mr. Donaldson never spoke a word, just looked at us and smiled. Then I spoke, “Could you tell us please Mrs. Donaldson?” She laughed and looked at Susie and me. “You two young ‘uns call me Barbara, or should I say Mum.”

Susie and I stared at her in disbelief, then at Mr. Donaldson, who nodded. Our mother laughed again and said “And don’t you think I don’t know that the two of ye get up to down in that flat, I ‘ave got eyes, I can see the sexual tension between ye, even though ye are twins.” We both blushed the same shade of red at the same time. So they knew about our incestial relationship. John (Mr. Donaldson) looked at us and spoke for the first time. “Don’t worry you two, yer mother and I are swingers, and we’re cousins anyway, that’s why we had to give the two of ye up, for we were not accepted.”

Once again we stared at our parents in disbelief. So they were swingers and into incest…. This was going to be fun…(to be continued)