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**Hey, everyone. Sorry for such a long wait. My family has been going through a bit of issues that I won’t get into. Before I begin part 2 I need to make some things very clear. First and foremost: This story is 100% real. Second: I have spoken with my twin and although she doesn’t mind me posting these updates, as well as answering questions in general, she has built it very clear that she does not want me posting any pictures of her whatsoever so please stop asking. third: I will be posting stories of my other sisters as well if I can get enough positive support for it. It is really crucial since I don’t normally distribute these with just anyone. In fact, this has been my first time sharing something like this with anyone as I normally keep these things to myself for privacy reasons. Fourth: For those of you who don’t know I lived in a very matriarchal household up until I went to university, so I have it ingrained in my mind to does as they say whenever feasible since I was the only guy in the house since my dad passed away. Lastly: Do keep in mind that should you try to cause an problem or make demands in my pm I will not hesitate to block you. With that said let’s get to the update. Here is the link to part 1 if you missed it.** [**

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(Length warning)

As I woke up the next morning, I saw that I was alone in bed and had it not been for the still faint lingering smells of arousal and feminine scent in the air I would have thought that what happened the night before was all a dream. I was still half-asleep so without thinking I went straight into the bathroom without knocking only to see my twin just getting out of the shower drying her hair. She had a towel around her waist, but it was still showing quite a lot underneath. I stared at her for a moment confused as to what was going on.

Without thinking, because of my still semi-groggy mind, I shouted, “What the hell are you doing in my apartment? Much less my bathroom. Get the hell out.” For that I got a bar of soap straight to my face. “Dude, we’re at mom’s house. Open your damn eyes and look around.” She snapped back. This got me to fully wake up and really notice my surroundings quickly followed by my body registering the pain of taking a solid bar of soap straight to the face. I bit back a shout of pain and just settled for a growl.

“I’m heading to use the guest bathroom. I’ll see you later.” I said before closing the door and heading downstairs with my shower supplies. After cleaning up I went to my nook in the attic with my laptop and got to work doing some paperwork to organize some affairs for my future.

Before long I heard someone coming up the stairs and peeked out to see my mother coming up and looking around. After a quick hello to her to let her know I was there I went back to what I was working on. She came and sat quietly across from me on the blankets I kept up there for the sleepovers.

After what seemed like forever in an awkward silence, I looked to see her staring out the window. “Is something wrong, Mom?” I asked. “Well not wrong perse just that you weren’t down in your room when I came to get you for breakfast. I thought you might have left until I heard the sounds of typing coming from up here. It brings back a lot of memories from when you were younger after your father passed away.

“This used to be his little hideaway when he needed time to work on something. You spent so much time up here alone after the funeral. You barely spoke for weeks after that day.” She said before turning her attention to me with a blank expression on her face.

“Everyone has their own way of coping with things like that. Remember at grandpa’s funeral how I acted?” I said as I closed my laptop. “You ran around like you were high on sugar and playing everywhere.” My mother giggled. “You know I’ve always been smarter than other kids my age. I knew the situation was serious, but I knew that I needed to make everyone smile so they could realize that everyone he left behind was going to have a piece of him in their hearts. It was my job and my pleasure to be the one to take on that task.” I explained with a smile.

“But you were the exact opposite at your dad‘s.” She pointed out. “You’re right. The reason for that is because I look so much like him. I am my own worst reminder that he is gone. It’s not intentional, it’s just that sometimes, even now, I look at my reflection and start crying.” I said.

“When you’re ready to eat come down. I’ll put your food in the oven to keep it warm.” She said standing up and heads out but just before she walked past me she dropped an SD card into my lap and smirked.

I ignored it at first by tucking it away and just started to look around the room remembering how it looked all those years ago when I used to hide up here to get away from people. While thinking about that I didn’t notice that my twin had come up and gone back to reading the same story I caught her with the night before.

“Why did you never try and become an author?” She asked shaking me from my thoughts. “What makes you think I wanted to become one?” I asked. “You’re an amazing writer. This story is proof of that. It’s captivating because you know just what a reader is looking for. You have a better understanding of that than most people who try.” She said without a hint of malice in her voice. In fact, I heard quite a lot of admiration in her tone. I was so caught off guard by the compliments that I was silent for what seemed like hours.

When I finally could speak, I asked, “What’s with this sudden kindness you’re showing me? You’ve always hated me.” “I didn’t always hate you. Yeah, when we were in elementary school, I did but that was only because you were so positive and friendly. You were way too trusting of others.” Came her response.

“So, when did you stop hating me?” I asked raising an eyebrow. “Seventh grade year when Alexis broke your heart. I had never seen you so angry, so uncaring. It scared me. My always kind older brother suddenly so ruthless in the way he belittled someone. It made me realize that kindness you always showed was your best feature and to see it gone in an instant, well it made me unsure if you were really, you anymore. If you’d ever be really, you again.” As she said this she hugged herself showing me how scared she really was and apparently still is.

I patted the spot beside me in invitation. As she stood up to come closer, she had set the story down. “Bring it with you.” I said. She looked confused at first but brought the story with her.

“Did you have any questions regarding it?” I asked. “Y-yes. Why did you make him the way you did? Bullied with two parents who were military snipers from different branches of the armed forces.” She said. “He’s everything I wished I could be. Strong, caring, someone who could draw others to him while also being dangerous enough to show people he wasn’t a pushover anymore.” I answered.

“And sending him to a world of cat and fox girls who outnumber men 400 to 1?” She asked. “Just something to make it more interesting. Think about it in a world where men are the minority and aren’t allowed to have jobs or any type of high-level position. It’s a good contrast to American history. He was the first male to not only have a job but a high-ranking position in a queen’s court by being named a lord of the town he started in.” I explained.

“What about the outlaw of clothes?” She asked scooting closer as she continued to read. “It’s a sex story. I wanted to leave nothing to the male imagination while also still making the reader think and kind of put themselves into the main character’s position.” I said. “It’s an Isekai story.” She bluntly said. “It is the most popular genre of any in this day and age.” I smirked.

“These pages are old. How long ago did you write this?” She asked. “I think I wrote it around the time we were in our sophomore year.” I said looking at the well-worn pages. “After dad died?” She asked surprised. “Yeah.” I simply answered.

She went silent for several minutes which gave me time to organize the final few parts of my game plan.

“Are you busy today?” She finally asked. “Not that I know of. I was thinking of staying here to do some housework for mom.” I said. “Want to go shopping then catch a movie after?” She shyly asked. “Wouldn’t you prefer to take some random guy with you?” I asked. “Dude, before last night we hadn’t seen each other since community college. I’m asking you so we can spend time together before you leave out of state again.” She snapped at me slamming my story down angrily. “Be careful with that, you brat! She’s sensitive.” I said outraged as I made sure every page was in place and intact. When I looked up, I saw the fear written plain on her face. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. After a deep breath I apologized and went to put my stuff away.

As I came out of my room, I saw her walking past and caught her by the wrist. “W-what is it?” She asked obviously still scared. “Where are you planning to go?” I asked. “Just around town. Why?” She answered. “Shopping and a movie?” I offered with a gentle smile. “S-sure but why?” She said. “The short version is that we should catch up.” Is all I said.

She looked down flustered which is when she noticed I was wearing three old looking bracelets on my left wrist. “T-those bracelets.” She sputtered out. I looked at them for a moment and smiled before asking, “What about them?” “Where did you get them? They look so familiar.” She asked. “They should. They’re the ones I made for you and our sisters when we were kids. I had to adjust them so they’d fit me but I wear them whenever I go out in public. I have since I went to school out of state.” I answered. She blushed and was once again silent.

“Go grab your bag and meet me outside.” I told her as I grabbed my smaller backpack I had beside my bed. She only nodded and went to her room.

I didn’t have to wait long before she came out of the house with mom close behind her waving us off with a smile. To my surprise my twin had decided to bring a nice purse instead of her usual tomboy style bag I knew she took with her whenever she went out in public. I shook off the surprise and just got in my car.

The drive was silent for the first few minutes as I drove us to the nearby mall. When it became obvious that she wasn’t going to speak I decided to start the conversation by asking if she had gotten into any relationships after she left home. “A few but they didn’t last long. The guys couldn’t keep up with me.” She answered while looking out the window. When I didn’t try to ask another question to keep the conversation going she returned the question. “Nope. Once I got accepted to my dream school I focused solely on my studies. It’s hard to keep up with the curriculum sometimes so I needed to give it my all.” I answered.

“What did you decide to choose for your career?” She asked. “Marriage and family therapy. You?” I answered. “If you must know I chose to pursue business.” She returned going back to her usual haughty behavior. I only rolled my eyes and focused on the road.

As we came to the last traffic light before the mall parking lot she suddenly started to blush. “Something wrong?” I asked confused. “Why come here of all places?” She asked. The mall I had taken us to was one of the larger ones in town. “Why not. I seem to remember that most of the clothes you had came from shops at this mall. Since it was originally your suggestion that we go shopping I figured you might want to go here.” I answered. She only shook her head as we parked.

Before she got out, I caught her by the arm silently telling her to wait. “W-what?” She asked. “I have one more question before we head in. What was that stunt last night?” I said bluntly. She just looked at me for a moment before sighing and giving me yet another passionate kiss.

“I did it because out of every guy I’ve had in my life you were, and still are, the one who means the most to me. I love you.” She answered after pulling away. To be honest her words seemed to be so natural. As if she was finally being honest with herself. The kiss didn’t surprise me. After what had happened the night before I don’t think anything she did would anymore.

We got out and went straight into the mall to do some shopping. Unlike most times she went shopping my twin wasn’t indecisive. She chose each outfit she wanted within seconds of seeing it and asked for it in her size. After only a few minutes in the first few stores she asked me to wait at the game store for her so she could head into a few stores by herself. I agreed while rolling my before heading to the game store to look around.

To my surprise as I made my way to the counter with my selections, I saw none other than two of my exes working there. They seemed surprised to see me there and also be quite ashamed. I paid them no mind. Although our break ups had been sudden and extremely bad, I didn’t hold anything against them. I simply paid and told the two of them I’d be in town for a few days, and we should get drinks at the bar some time. They agreed but seemed to be unsure of my intentions, so I added that I just wanted to catch up with them. I had no ill intent towards them. They were just people I knew from high school that I hadn’t seen since graduation. Nothing more.

Just as I exited there my sister was holding her bags while tapping her foot testily. I just rolled my eyes before holding up a double pack of the new Pokémon games. Her mood instantly brightened, and she gave me the ‘gimme hands’. I chuckled and handed it over.

“Anywhere else you want to go before we head to the theater?” I asked. “No. I got everything. Which one are we headed to?” She answered. I told her the one we used to go when we were kids and that she could pick the movie. This made her smile widen even more.

As we got there it was pretty late into the afternoon with the sun going down. As we got to the front of the line she ordered two tickets to a movie that confused me since to my knowledge she had never had an interest in in the past. She paid before I could even pull out my wallet.

After grabbing snacks, we went in and sat at the very back of the room, so we didn’t have to crane our necks to watch.

Once the lights dimmed and the movie previews started, she seemed to be unsure of something, but I just let it go and paid attention to the movie.

About halfway through I felt her reach over and place her hand on my leg. I put my hand over hers and smiled as I ate my popcorn. Almost immediately she pulled my hand over to her leg and unbuttoned her pants before doing the same with mine. Without warning she reached into my pants and started stroking me. With a shrug I reached into her pants and slowly began to finger her. To her credit she was utterly silent during the entire process. That is until she got close and let out a quiet whimper that caused me to stop and pull my hand away.

After the movie was finished, we left and headed to the car. As we got there, she asked if she could drive. I gave her a look that she knew all too well because it was the same one dad would give mom when she asked the same question before she got her own.

“God. Fine. Forget I asked. I swear you look just like dad when you do that.” She said but almost immediately regretted it as she saw the look on my face suddenly darken. I just got in the car and waited for her to do the same before driving us home.

The minute we were on the road she began to apologize for her comment, but I was silent the entire drive home. Upon parking I got out and grabbed all of our bags and went inside. She was a few steps behind.

I gave mom a short hello before heading upstairs. As I came back down to grab my dinner so I could eat in my room I heard the two of them talking in the living room about how sorry my twin was for making the remark she did. Mom comforted her as she glanced at me out the corner of her eye. I just put up a finger and went to the kitchen to grab dinner. As I came back out, I grabbed my twin by the arm with my free hand and practically dragged her upstairs and to my room.

I still hadn’t said a word. I just sat down at my desk and pulled my Nintendo switch out of my laptop bag. She just stood there in the middle of the room silently.

“I’m going to count to ten. If you aren’t sitting down and playing the game I bought you before then you’re going to find out that I’m less like dad than you think.” I said with faux menace. To be honest I wasn’t mad at all. I was just thinking about everything that she and I went through since dad had died. As I started counting she rushed out of the room and was back with her switch before I got to seven. We sat quietly playing our games for a few hours with me helping her on some particularly difficult parts before we began to settle down from the days events.

“I’m going to shower.” I said startling her because we had been silent since we turned off the games. She just nodded and headed to her room.

While I was in the shower I couldn’t get the feel of her pussy out of my head. I was rock hard and began stroking myself to try and relieve myself but it did no good. I needed her mouth or her pussy and I knew it so I finished my shower and went to my nook to read. I left a note on the bathroom counter for her telling her to meet me up there.

It wasn’t long before she came up and leaned on the bookshelf. “Come sit down.” I told her. As she came around I saw her wearing a baby blue night gown. It was so sexy on her that I just stared for a moment. She smiled and did a little spin for me to show it off before sitting down beside me.

“It’s rare you’re up here doing nothing.” She remarked. “Well I have some plans if you think you’re up to helping me.” I said. “Like what?” She asked confused so I showed her my erection. She blushed but licked her lips as well. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I said seeing the look in her eyes. She just nodded and laid on her stomach beside me staring at the tent in my pajama pants. I pull my pants down with a smile causing her to take it into her mouth and start sucking on the head. Within seconds she had me all the way to the base. Her throat was so moist and tight. The feeling of her taking me fully down her throat was amazing to say the least. It only took a couple of seconds before I blew my load down her throat and she drank it without a second thought.

As she pulled away she smiled and asked if she could ride me. “Don’t you want me to return the favor?” I asked. “No. I don’t want to have to wait to have you anymore. I want you in me.” She said with a demanding look in her eyes. “Go ahead then. I don’t mind.” I said.

She quickly got on top of me and slammed her pussy onto me before she started riding fast and hard. Like me it didn’t take long for her to cum. She didn’t stop. She just kept going faster. After only a hand full of minutes we both came and relaxed for a bit until we both had the energy to head back downstairs. Instead of going to her room she joined me in mine again and made herself comfortable. I went to brush my teeth before bed and remembered the SD card my mom had given me earlier.

As I put it into my phone I noticed that all that was on it was a video. That video shook me to my core. The video was of me and my sister the night before. Our mom had seen us and worse taken a video of the events.

**TBC**

NSFW: yes

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