I shouldered my duffel and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the signs to baggage claim, weaving in and out of the throng. Finally, I reached it and, above the crowd, spotted my dad.
"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 duration. Tears welled up in his centre, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each former for the foremost prison term in five years.
After another long embracement, we collected my bags, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a while, catching up with each other. He told me about thing at his store, shoot the breeze about people in town and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a short about where I had been. things I had seen.
We fell into a companionable silence, listening to the radio 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 age younger than my dad, she proved to be a afters and parent woman, who was also bosomy and sexy. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her massive tits or, at her big, round ass in her tight jeans many times.
Alexis, on the other hand, was seven geezerhood younger than me. She was a short, chubby girl with acne, frizzy pilus and midst deoxyephedrine that made her eyes feeling like orchis. She was a shy female child who dressed in baggy, unfashionable apparel. However, she was intelligent and could be funny 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 holidays but, not very often or for long. After college, I had embarked on my career path, traveling the world.
"It will be nice to get to know them proficient,"I said honestly.
"I have no incertitude,"My dad smiled proud of, reaching over and giving my shoulder a squeeze.
A little Sir Thomas More than two hours after leaving the drome, we turned into the driveway of the big, two storey farm house I called home.
"The situation looks great Dad,"I said, taking short letter of the"woman 's hint"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up effective,"he said with unruffled pride. He pulled up by the porch and parked. We climbed out of the car, stretching our cramp 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 ardent greeting and watching her tits saltation in the front line of her flowered garb.
She hurried down the steps and around the car, arms wide. I hugged her and let her snog me on each cheek.
"cum 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 footfall, across the porch and into the kitchen. The air was permeated with mouth watering smells.
"Alexis, Jackson is home,"She called up the steps, seating me on a stool.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. step descended the steps behind me.
"Welcome home Thomas J. Jackson,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, pimple faced missy I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty twelvemonth old woman.
Her bluish-grey centre, beautiful without her spectacles, looked out of a smooth, pretty boldness. rich Brown curls fell to either side looking thick and soft. She had lost weight and fetch taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a curvy woman. She displayed her breaking ball in besotted, low ascending jeans and a cast fitting, low cut t-shirt.
"You look cracking,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In Truth great was n't the Bible I wanted, hot, aphrodisiacal, fuckable, those would consume been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her arms for a hug."Welcome home,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to enjoy the belief of her in my branch or the press of her breasts against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the door with my travelling 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 room is still yours if you want to take out and refresh up."
"That sounds capital,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll help you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"Good melodic theme,"Rachel said."You two need to get better acquainted."
"Thanks Lex,"I said and started up the stairs to my room.
"Where do you need these,"Alexis asked, following me in.
"Anywhere is alright,"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 street corner of my eye.
"It 's sanction,"she answered, turning to look me directly."What is it like to see the world,"she asked with real interest.
"It 's a beautifully scarey adventure,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not wait at her lustfully."You meet all kinds of citizenry. You see all our differences and realise that we are all the same. You see things and do things you never imagined."
"That sounds amazing,"she said sincerely."will you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of form,"I agreed, surprised to find that I wanted to. I realized suddenly how I was looking at her and averted my eyes, 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 Jackson,"she said, turning for the door.
"Hey,"I said, turning her book binding toward me."Thanks and, you really do seem great."
She giggled and turned quickly but, not before I saw the blush in her cheeks. I watched her walk out, closing the door behind her. A second later, I heard her come together her bedroom door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to stop. That she was my half sister. I told myself everything I could suppose of while I gathered my thing and went for a rain shower. I continued in the exhibitor and while I dressed. It did no good.
We sat around the tabular array at dinner party, talking and laughing as we caught up. I heard all the gossip and told a few stories of my travels. I even enjoyed marginal success in not looking at my stepmother or stepsister inappropriately.
After dinner, Dad took me out to the barn to show off the camaro. It was a smashing car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the b, talking like old times. The sun sank as we chatted.
"Getting belatedly son,"my dad said as the stars came out."I got an early day coming. Try not to be up too late."
We hugged again and bid each other full dark. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed reading material for a spell but, could n't shake my restlessness. I got up and started unpacking.
A little after midnight, I heard Alexis'door undetermined 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 wake up and thought you might like some company,"she replied hopefully.
."ejaculate on in,"I said, opening the room access wider and summons her in."I 'm just putting affair away. Make yourself well-to-do,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really cool,"she said, walking toward my collection of antediluvian dragon cutting."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a pink tank top that showed far more than cleavage and black yoga short circuit that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me unquiet and unrestrained."cultivation all over the humans worshipped and feared the flying dragon once. Some still do,"I explained.
"I like them,"she said, giving them another feel before walking over and sitting on my bed."Can I bet through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to reckon at her as I put affair away.
"Where did you take these,"she asked.
"Peru,"I answered.
"They are beautiful,"she said."volition you sit with me and tell me about them ? Please,"she asked sweetly, sliding to the middle of my bed and tapping the position beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking questions. I answered as my marrow raced and my head swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eyes away.
"Did you fulfill a lot of beautiful cleaning woman,"she asked suddenly, lowering the camera.
"Everywhere I went,"I answered, my throat going dry.
"Do you think I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without thought. I caught my regard and looked away again.
"Jesse Louis Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't have to look 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 wait at you that way."
"I 'm not your real sister,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are adult. We can adjudicate how to wait at each other right ? Besides, I wo n't tell, it will be our secret if we look at each other or anything else."I leaned in and kissed her.
She returned the kiss, matching my warmth and desire with her own. My mouth pressed on her's, they pressed back. My glossa touched her rim, her glossa rushed to meet it.
My hands found her breast, cupping them through her clothes as we breathed each other 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the tactual sensation.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my rose hip without breaking liaison. She grabbed my work force, urging me to bosom her tits and sucked my glossa into her mouthpiece. She lowered herself onto my throbbing shaft and began rocking her pelvic arch.
I slid my workforce up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warm, steadfast breast. I squeezed them and caressed her hard teat. She ground into my tool harder.
She began to moan softly into my mouth. I lifted her shirt and bra, broke the kiss and lowered my face to her tits.
I ran my spit over her chirpy breast, teasing her hard, garden pink nipples. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my back talk one after the early.
She grabbed my typeface in both bridge player, pulling my caput up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my mouth. Her organic structure convulsed as an sexual climax pulsed through her.
Her moaning and grinding ceased as her sexual climax dissipated. She kissed me firmly and rolled off my lap and onto her feet beside the bed.
"That was amazing,"she said, adjusting her bra and shirt. She leaned down, kissing me quickly before turning for the door."Until side by side prison term. Goodnight Michael Jackson,"she said leaving.
I sat on my bed horny, confused and excited. My intellect 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 thoughts, I let my cock win. I let my hands and natural language replay her mouthful and feel and saw her in my brain. I stroked my putz, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister.


affair were n't any clearer the next morning. Every metre I saw Alexis, I thought of the night before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to experience how I felt. She made sure I noticed her in her cutoff shorts and White tank top. Every opportunity she could, she would bend over or lean forward. She made sure to brush me whenever we passed.
That good afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the store to see my dad and shed light on my mind. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to aid Dad work on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to discover a knock and hoping I would n't. I tried indication, writing and listening to medicine. Nothing I did could disorder me.
Around one in the morning, I got up and went to my half sister 's room to well-defined things up.
I saw scant under her door as I crossed the hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's undefendable,"I heard Alexis birdsong. I opened the door and entered her dimly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to let the cat out of the bag,"I said, closing the door and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning purity.
"About final stage night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my eyes adjusted.
She lay on her tummy with her head toward the door. Her pegleg were bent, bringing her scotch ankles above a house, attack ass clad in disgraceful lace pantie. She propped up mellow on her human elbow, giving me a look at her firm, perky mamilla and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like final night,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers.
"Not as much as you did,"I replied. Any mentation of ending things flew from my idea as my pecker stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to conceive you were n't going to hail see me,"she said, rolling to her backbone 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 cogitate so,"she said breathlessly as our lip met.
We kissed each other fiercely. Our backtalk and lingua dancing together. I touched the bare skin of her second joint, her back and her stomach. My digit trailed along the edges of her bra and pantie, teasing us both.
I moved my paw between her ramification and slid it up to her pantie. I traced a fingerbreadth on the textile above her pussy then, pressed. She drew in a shrill breath, letting it out in a suspire. I felt the material 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 hired hand down her step-in, taking my clip. I felt no hair and grew more excited to see. I slid my finger between her lips and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me absolve hand. She moaned into my mouth, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my pants. 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 body. I kissed from her neck to her pap, pausing to lap up and suck them before continuing down her stomach.
I pulled her panties off and crawled between her legs. I looked at her pretty, bald pussy for a moment before slipping my tongue between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the penchant of her arousal. She moaned as I licked her little pink clit and pushed my tongue into her hole.
I pulled back and slew my dungaree off. I kissed her pussy gently and climbed upward.
"Jesse Louis Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my rooster skin senses 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 fuck my sister rose in my mind. The naughtiness of the words made me hornier.
"Andrew Jackson no,"her backtalk said while she moved her hips, letting my shaft chemise into her slit.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the look of her tight, wet pussy. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasance. Her pelvic girdle rocked, pulling me deeper.
"You feel so good,"she said as my cock touched backside.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her tits bounced and she moaned with every thrust. I began to jazz her faster and harder as my mind repeated"I 'm fucking my babe"over and over.
"Fuck yes Jesse Jackson, fuck me,"she cried softly."Do you like fucking your sister,"she asked, echoing my thoughts.
"I love fucking my baby,"I answered, nearly cuming as I said the words.
"I love fucking my pal,"she moaned. Her hip bucked as she started cumming."semen in me ! I want my brother 's cum in me ! Cum in your Sister,"she cried, her pussy gushing.
I thrust hard and deep inside her. My stopcock began to pulse, pumping Thomas More and more cum into her pussy.
Our climax subsided. I pulled my shaft out and lay next to her. She lay on my chest of drawers as we caught our breath.
"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 showtime time.
"I would n't care 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 sexual love and lived as husband and wife until he died. My mom knew it could happen again and told me she would support 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 handle ’,"she replied giggling.
"Then, why did you say we could n't,"I asked, trying to wrap my forefront around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We skilful get some rest period. My mom has architectural plan for the ‘ happy couplet'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. Morning was soon enough and I had enough things to question. In fact, the just thing I was sure of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be home .