I shouldered my duffel and exited the airplane into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the preindication to baggage claim, weaving in and out of the multitude. Finally, I reached it and, above the crowd, spotted my dad.
"Stonewall Jackson ! Jacky boy,"he called, waving and smiling emphatically as he started toward me.
"Hi Dad,"I greeted, smiling and grabbing him in a hug.
"Jacky boy,"he said, hugging me back tightly."I 've missed you son,"he said, holding me out at arm's length. Tears welled up in his eyes, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each other for the first time in five years.
After another tenacious embrace, we collected my bags, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a piece, catching up with each other. He told me about things at his stock, gossip about people in town and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a little about where I had been. Things I had seen.
We fell into a companionable muteness, listening to the receiving set and looking at the scenery.
"Rachel and Alexis are excited you are coming home,"he said, referring to my stepmother and stepsister.
My dad had met and married Rachel and it was easy to see why. Twelve years younger than my dad, she proved to be a odoriferous and nurturing cleaning woman, who was also voluptuous and aphrodisiacal. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her monumental titmouse or, at her big, rotund ass in her tight dungaree many times.
Alexis, on the former handwriting, was seven days younger than me. She was a short, chubby lady friend with acne, frizzy hair and thick glasses that made her eyes expression like ballock. She was a shy young lady who dressed in baggy, unfashionable clothes. However, she was intelligent and could be rum when she relaxed.
They had moved in shortly before I had left for a college halfway across the country. I had come home briefly for vacation but, not very often or for long. After college, I had embarked on my life history path, traveling the mankind.
"It will be nice to get to know them better,"I said honestly.
"I have no doubt,"My dad smiled pleased, reaching over and giving my shoulder a squeezing.
A little more than two hr after leaving the airdrome, we turned into the drive of the big, two level farm house I called base.
"The place looks swell Dad,"I said, taking notation of the"fair sex 's touches"in grounds.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up good,"he said with quiet superbia. He pulled up by the porch and parked. We climbed out of the car, stretching our cramped muscles.
Rachel, having heard the car, stepped out on the porch.
"Jackson ! You made it,"she cried, waving and bouncing excitedly.
"Hi Rachel,"I returned, smiling at the warmly greeting and watching her mammilla bounce in the front of her flowered wearing apparel.
She hurried down the gradation and around the car, arms wide. I hugged her and let her kiss me on each cheek.
"come inside,"she said, taking my arm and dragging me."Alexis and I are making a big dinner for us tonight."
Rachel chattered as we walked up the dance step, across the porch and into the kitchen. The air was permeated with mouth watering smells.
"Alexis, Jackson is home,"She called up the stair, seating me on a stool.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. Footsteps descended the stair behind me.
"Welcome home Old Hickory,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, pimple faced girl I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty yr old woman.
Her blue-grey heart, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a smooth out, pretty face. rich embrown curls fell to either side looking thick and soft. She had lost exercising weight and gotten taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a bosomy charwoman. She displayed her curved shape in tight, low rise blue jean and a build fitting, low cut t-shirt.
"You look great,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In truth not bad was n't the word I wanted, hot, aphrodisiac, fuckable, those would throw been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her blazonry for a hug."Welcome place,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to enjoy the smell of her in my weaponry or the crush of her boob against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the door with my traveling bag and dropping them on the floor.
"Thanks Dad,"I said, embarrassed that I had n't even seen him go back out."No problem son. Your old elbow room is still yours if you want to unpack and freshen up."
"That sounds swell,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll avail you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"Good idea,"Rachel said."You two need to get better acquainted."
"Thanks Lex,"I said and started up the stairs to my room.
"Where do you desire these,"Alexis asked, following me in.
"Anywhere is fine,"I answered, dropping my load on the bed. She followed suit and I thanked her again.
"No biggy,"she said dismissively.
"So, how is college,"I asked, checking her out from the nook of my eye.
"It 's okay,"she answered, turning to present me directly."What is it like to see the worldly concern,"she asked with real interest.
"It 's a beautifully scary adventure,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not await at her lustfully."You meet all kinds of masses. You see all our divergence and actualize that we are all the Saame. You see thing and do thing you never imagined."
"That sounds puzzle,"she said sincerely."volition you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of course,"I agreed, surprised to rule that I wanted to. I realized suddenly how I was looking at her and averted my center, looking down at my bag and opening it instead.
"I 'll look forward to it,"she said."Well, I 'll leave you alone. Welcome dwelling house capital of Mississippi,"she said, turning for the threshold.
"Hey,"I said, turning her back toward me."Thanks and, you really do reckon great."
She giggled and turned quickly but, not before I saw the blush in her face. I watched her walk out, closing the doorway behind her. A endorsement later, I heard her close her bedchamber door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to stop. That she was my stepsister. I told myself everything I could retrieve of while I gathered my things and went for a shower. I continued in the exhibitioner and while I dressed. It did no good.
We sat around the table at dinner, talking and laughing as we caught up. I heard all the gossip and told a few level of my locomotion. I even enjoyed marginal succeeder in not looking at my stepmother or stepsister inappropriately.
After dinner party, Dad took me out to the barn to register off the camaro. It was a expectant car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the barn, talking like old sentence. The sun sank as we chatted.
"Getting former son,"my dad said as the whizz came out."I got an betimes day coming. Try not to be up too late."
We hugged again and bid each former good night. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed reading for a while but, could n't sway my restlessness. I got up and started unpacking.
A little after midnight, I heard Alexis'threshold open and closing softly. A few seconds later, she knocked lightly on my door.
"What 's up Lex,"I asked, opening the door.
"Saw you were awake and thought you might like some company,"she replied hopefully.
."ejaculate on in,"I said, opening the threshold wider and bid her in."I 'm just putting matter away. Make yourself comfortable,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really aplomb,"she said, walking toward my aggregation of antediluvian dragon carvings."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a pink tankful top that showed far Thomas More cleavage and black yoga shorts that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me nervous and excited."finish all over the worldly concern worshipped and feared the Dragon once. Some still do,"I explained.
"I like them,"she said, giving them another face before walk over and sitting on my bed."Can I look through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to look at her as I put things away.
"Where did you pack these,"she asked.
"Peru,"I answered.
"They are beautiful,"she said."Will you sit with me and tell me about them ? Please,"she asked sweetly, sliding to the middle of my bed and tapping the speckle beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking questions. I answered as my ticker raced and my head swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eye away.
"Did you conform to a lot of beautiful women,"she asked suddenly, lowering the camera.
"Everywhere I went,"I answered, my throat going dry.
"Do you opine I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without thought. I caught my gaze and looked away again.
"Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't have to see away. You can look at me if you. I like it when you do,"she said, looking into my eyes.
"But, you are my stepsister,"I said, meeting her gaze."I should n't look at you that way."
"I 'm not your substantial baby,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are grownup. We can adjudicate how to look at each early right ? Besides, I wo n't tell, it will be our secret if we look at each former or anything else."I leaned in and kissed her.
She returned the buss, matching my heat and desire with her own. My mouth pressed on her's, they pressed back. My clapper touched her lips, her tongue rushed to come across it.
My hands found her bosom, cupping them through her clothes as we breathed each other 's breathing spell. She arched her back, urging the touching.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my hip joint without breaking contact. She grabbed my hired hand, urging me to squeeze her teat and sucked my tongue into her mouth. She lowered herself onto my throbbing putz and began rocking her hips.
I slid my mitt up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, fond, firm breast. I squeezed them and caressed her operose nipples. She ground into my dick harder.
She began to groan softly into my sassing. I lifted her shirt and bra, broke the osculation and lowered my aspect to her tits.
I ran my tongue over her perky mammilla, teasing her hard, pink mammilla. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the former.
She grabbed my nerve in both manus, pulling my mind up. She kissed me as I lifted my side, moaning into my rima oris. Her dead body convulsed as an coming pulsed through her.
Her moaning and grinding ceased as her coming dissipated. She kissed me firmly and rolled off my lap and onto her feet beside the bed.
"That was stick,"she said, adjusting her bra and shirt. She leaned down, kissing me quickly before turning for the doorway."Until next time. Goodnight Jackson,"she said leaving.
I sat on my bed horny, confused and excited. My mind simultaneously wished for more and told me it should n't have happened.
I lay awake late that night, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my thought process, I let my stopcock win. I let my hands and tongue replay her tasting and look and saw her in my psyche. I stroked my cock, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister.


Things were n't any clearer the side by side break of day. Every metre I saw Alexis, I thought of the night before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to bonk how I felt. She made sure I noticed her in her shortcut shorts and whiteness tank top. Every fortune she could, she would turn away over or lean forward. She made surely to sweep me whenever we passed.
That good afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the fund to see my dad and clear my nous. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to help Dad exploit on his car.
I lay in bed that nighttime, simultaneously hoping to hear a knock and hoping I would n't. I tried reading, writing and listening to medicine. Nothing I did could perturb me.
Around one in the morning, I got up and went to my stepsister 's room to absolved thing up.
I saw light under her door as I crossed the hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's heart-to-heart,"I heard Alexis shout. I opened the door and entered her pallidly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to talk,"I said, closing the threshold and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning purity.
"About utmost Nox,"I said, seeing her clearly as my eyes adjusted.
She lay on her stomach with her forefront toward the door. Her wooden leg were bent, bringing her hybridise ankles above a business firm, labialize ass clad in melanise lace panties. She propped up mellow on her elbows, giving me a look at her house, perky tits and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like last night,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers.
"Not as often as you did,"I replied. Any thought of ending things flew from my mind as my turncock stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to think you were n't going to come see me,"she said, rolling to her book binding and spinning around."Do you like how I look,"she asked, laying back against the headboard and gesturing over herself.
"You look very sexy,"I replied, getting on the bed beside her.
"I hoped you would mean so,"she said breathlessly as our lips met.
We kissed each other fiercely. Our lips and tongue dancing together. I touched the bare skin of her thighs, her back and her stomach. My fingerbreadth trailed along the edges of her bra and panties, teasing us both.
I moved my hand between her legs and slid it up to her panties. I traced a finger on the material above her pussy then, pressed. She drew in a sharp breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the stuff dampen and my cock jumped.
Alexis put her hand on my bulge and began to rub. She pressed and so did I. We sighed together as we kissed.
I slipped my handwriting down her panties, taking my time. I felt no hair's-breadth and grew more agitate to see. I slid my finger between her sassing and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me gratuitous hand. She moaned into my mouth, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my bloomers. She slipped off her bra and pulled out my cock, stroking it as we kissed again.
I lay her back and started kissing down her dead body. I kissed from her neck to her pap, pausing to lick and soak up them before continuing down her stomach.
I pulled her step-in off and crawled between her pegleg. I looked at her pretty, bald slit for a moment before slipping my lingua between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the tasting of her rousing. She moaned as I licked her little tap button and pushed my spit into her hole.
I pulled back and slide my jeans off. I kissed her pussy gently and climbed upward.
"Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my cock hint her pussy.
"Yes we can,"I replied, kissing her. She kissed me back, licking her taste off my lips.
"We should n't,"she moaned, kissing me harder.
"We are going to,"I stated, pushing harder against her. The sentiment that I was going to have intercourse my baby rose in my mind. The naughtiness of the words made me hornlike.
"Mahalia Jackson no,"her mouth said while she moved her pelvic girdle, letting my hammer chemise into her pussy.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the flavor of her tight, wet cunt. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her rosehip rocked, pulling me mysterious.
"You feel so good,"she said as my cock touched bottom.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her breast bounced and she moaned with every thrust. I began to screw her faster and harder as my mind repeated"I 'm fucking my sis"over and over.
"fucking yes Jackson, fuck me,"she cried softly."Do you like fucking your sister,"she asked, echoing my thoughts.
"I love fucking my babe,"I answered, nearly cuming as I said the words.
"I love fucking my sidekick,"she moaned. Her hip bucked as she started cumming."seed in me ! I want my buddy 's cum in me ! Cum in your sis,"she cried, her pussy gushing.
I thrust hard and late inside her. My hammer began to pulse, pumping more and to a greater extent cum into her pussy.
Our orgasms subsided. I pulled my rooster out and lay next to her. She lay on my chest as we caught our breathing time.
"Jackson, that was amazing,"Alexis said after a few minutes.
"It sure was,"I agreed, hugging her."I just hope our parents did n't hear,"I added, thinking about it for the first off time.
"I would n't worry about that,"Alexis said, smiling up at me.
"Why not,"I asked curiously.
"My dad was my mom 's step brother,"she said, looking up at me."They fell in erotic love and lived as hubby and married woman until he died. My mom knew it could happen again and told me she would suffer us if this happened."
"What about my dad,"I asked, taken aback.
"All he said to my mom was ‘ if it keeps him home, I do n't care ’,"she replied giggling.
"Then, why did you say we could n't,"I asked, trying to enclose my headland around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We better get some rest. My mom has plans for the ‘ felicitous couple'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. cockcrow was soon enough and I had decent affair to interrogation. In fact, the lonesome affair I was sure of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be home .