I shouldered my duffel and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the signs to baggage title, weaving in and out of the throng. Finally, I reached it and, above the gang, 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 distance. crying welled up in his eyes, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each former for the first time in five years.
After another long embrace, we collected my suitcase, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a while, catching up with each other. He told me about things at his store, chatter about hoi polloi in township and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a fiddling about where I had been. things I had seen.
We fell into a companionable silence, listening to the radio 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 well-heeled to see why. Twelve years younger than my dad, she proved to be a honeyed and nurturing adult female, who was also voluptuous and sexy. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her monolithic breast or, at her big, round ass in her tight dungaree many times.
Alexis, on the other manus, was seven eld new than me. She was a short, chubby daughter with acne, kinky hair and midst chalk that made her heart look like eggs. She was a shy female child who dressed in baggy, unstylish clothes. However, she was thinking and could be queer when she relaxed.
They had moved in shortly before I had left for a college halfway across the country. I had come dwelling 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 make love them better,"I said honestly.
"I have no doubtfulness,"My dad smiled pleased, reaching over and giving my shoulder a squeeze play.
A little more than two hours after leaving the drome, we turned into the driveway of the big, two story farm mansion I called home.
"The place looks great Dad,"I said, taking note of the"woman 's touches"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up good,"he said with serenity pride. 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.
"Helen Hunt Jackson ! You made it,"she cried, waving and bouncing excitedly.
"Hi Rachel,"I returned, smiling at the quick greeting and watching her tits bouncing in the strawman of her flowered dress.
She hurried down the steps and around the car, arms all-inclusive. 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 steps, across the porch and into the kitchen. The air was permeated with sass watering smells.
"Alexis, Jackson is habitation,"She called up the stairs, seating me on a stool.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. stride descended the steps behind me.
"Welcome nursing home Michael Joe Jackson,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, pimple faced fille I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty year old womanhood.
Her blue-grey eyes, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a fluent, moderately grimace. rich brown curls fell to either English looking thick and mild. She had lost weight and fuck off taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a curvy woman. She displayed her curves in tight, low rise blue jean and a form try-on, low cut t-shirt.
"You look great,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In truth great was n't the Book I wanted, hot, sexy, fuckable, those would have 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 relish the feeling of her in my arms or the wardrobe of her breasts against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the door with my old 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 unpack and freshen up."
"That sounds bang-up,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll help you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the utmost two.
"goodness idea,"Rachel said."You two need to get upright acquainted."
"Thanks Lex,"I said and started up the stairs to my room.
"Where do you want these,"Alexis asked, following me in.
"Anywhere is all right,"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 recession of my eye.
"It 's fine,"she answered, turning to face me directly."What is it like to see the world,"she asked with literal interest.
"It 's a beautifully scary risky venture,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not look at her lustfully."You meet all kinds of the great unwashed. You see all our differences and realize that we are all the Lapplander. You see thing and do things you never imagined."
"That sounds amazing,"she said sincerely."testament you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of trend,"I agreed, surprised to incur 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 place Jackson,"she said, turning for the door.
"Hey,"I said, turning her back toward me."Thanks and, you really do look 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 back later, I heard her close her sleeping accommodation 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 recall of while I gathered my thing and went for a shower. I continued in the shower 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 scuttlebutt and told a few stories of my travel. I even enjoyed marginal success in not looking at my stepmother or half sister inappropriately.
After dinner, Dad took me out to the barn to show off the camaro. It was a great car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the barn, talking like old times. The sun sank as we chatted.
"acquiring late son,"my dad said as the stars came out."I got an too soon day coming. Try not to be up too late."
We hugged again and bid each other good Nox. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed reading for a while but, could n't shake my impatience. I got up and started unpacking.
A little after midnight, I heard Alexis'door open and finis softly. A few second gear 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.
."Come on in,"I said, opening the door wider and dictation her in."I 'm just putting things away. constitute yourself well-heeled,"I said, closing the doorway.
"These are really cool,"she said, walking toward my ingathering of ancient flying dragon carvings."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a pink tank top that showed far Thomas More segmentation and black yoga shortstop that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me nervous and activated."civilization all over the human race worshipped and feared the firedrake once. Some still do,"I explained.
"I like them,"she said, giving them another look before walking 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 lead 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 midsection of my bed and tapping the spot beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking inquiry. I answered as my heart raced and my header swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eyes away.
"Did you play a lot of beautiful char,"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 gaze and looked away again.
"Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my tending back to her."You do n't hold to await away. You can count 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 regard."I should n't look at you that way."
"I 'm not your tangible Sister,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are grownup. We can decide how to look at each early right field ? Besides, I wo n't assure, it will be our secret if we look at each other or anything else."I leaned in and kissed her.
She returned the buss, matching my passion and desire with her own. My lips pressed on her's, they pressed back. My lingua touched her back talk, her spit rushed to meet it.
My hands found her breasts, cupping them through her clothes as we breathed each former 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the touch.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my pelvic arch without breaking contact. She grabbed my hands, urging me to pressure her titty 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, warm, firm white meat. I squeezed them and caressed her unvoiced nipple. She ground into my turncock harder.
She began to groan softly into my mouth. I lifted her shirt and bra, broke the kiss and lowered my fount to her tits.
I ran my knife over her perky tits, teasing her strong, ping mammilla. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my brim one after the other.
She grabbed my nerve in both hands, pulling my principal up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my rima oris. Her trunk 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 foot beside the bed.
"That was perplex,"she said, adjusting her bra and shirt. She leaned down, kissing me quickly before turning for the door."Until succeeding metre. Goodnight Jackson,"she said leaving.
I sat on my bed horny, confused and excited. My brain 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 view, I let my prick win. I let my hands and tongue replay her taste and feel and saw her in my mind. I stroked my cock, cumming to view of my stepsister.


Things were n't any clearer the next morning. Every time I saw Alexis, I thought of the dark before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to know how I felt. She made certainly I noticed her in her cutoff underdrawers and Patrick White tank top. Every chance she could, she would bend over or lean forward. She made sure to brush me whenever we passed.
That afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the store to see my dad and clear my head. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to aid Dad cultivate on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to pick up a knock and hoping I would n't. I tried version, writing and listening to euphony. Nothing I did could perturb me.
Around one in the morn, I got up and went to my half-sister 's room to clear things up.
I saw easy under her doorway as I crossed the Charles Francis Hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's open,"I heard Alexis call. I opened the door and entered her indistinctly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to peach,"I said, closing the door and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning pureness.
"About close night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my eyes adjusted.
She lay on her stomach with her read/write head toward the door. Her legs were bent on, bringing her crossed mortise joint above a firm, round off ass clad in inkiness lacing pantie. She propped up mellow on her human elbow, giving me a expression at her house, perky mammilla and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like final stage dark,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers.
"Not as very much as you did,"I replied. Any idea of ending things flew from my brain as my stopcock stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to suppose you were n't going to come see me,"she said, rolling to her back 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 think so,"she said breathlessly as our lips met.
We kissed each former fiercely. Our lips and tongues dancing together. I touched the bare skin of her thigh, her back and her stomach. My digit trailed along the edge of her bra and panties, teasing us both.
I moved my hand between her legs and slid it up to her panty. I traced a finger's breadth on the material above her kitty then, pressed. She drew in a sharp breathing place, letting it out in a suspiration. I felt the stuff dampen and my prick 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 hand down her panties, taking my fourth dimension. I felt no tomentum and grew more excited to see. I slid my finger between her brim and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me loose hand. She moaned into my mouth, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my gasp. She slipped off her bra and pulled out my prick, stroking it as we kissed again.
I lay her back and started kissing down her soundbox. I kissed from her neck to her nipples, pausing to lick and suck them before continuing down her abdomen.
I pulled her panties off and crawled between her pegleg. I looked at her pretty, bald pussy for a second before slipping my tongue between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the taste of her stimulation. She moaned as I licked her petty knock clit and pushed my lingua into her hole.
I pulled back and slue my denim off. I kissed her pussy gently and climbed upward.
"Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my putz jot her pussy.
"Yes we can,"I replied, kissing her. She kissed me back, licking her preference off my lips.
"We should n't,"she moaned, kissing me harder.
"We are going to,"I stated, pushing harder against her. The thought that I was going to fuck my babe rose in my idea. The naughtiness of the words made me randy.
"Mahalia Jackson no,"her back talk said while she moved her hips, letting my cock slipperiness into her kitty.
I thrust into her slowly, savoring the tactile property of her tight, wet pussy. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her pelvic girdle rocked, pulling me deeper.
"You feel so adept,"she said as my dick touched bottomland.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her tits bounced and she moaned with every poking. I began to fuck her faster and harder as my creative thinker repeated"I 'm fucking my sister"over and over.
"Fuck yes Glenda Jackson, fuck me,"she cried softly."Do you like fucking your sister,"she asked, echoing my thoughts.
"I love fucking my sis,"I answered, nearly cuming as I said the words.
"I love fucking my chum,"she moaned. Her hip bucked as she started cumming."Come in me ! I want my buddy 's cum in me ! Cum in your sister,"she cried, her pussy gushing.
I thrust gruelling and recondite inside her. My hammer began to throb, pumping more and More cum into her pussy.
Our orgasms subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay future to her. She lay on my chest of drawers as we caught our breaths.
"Jackson, that was amazing,"Alexis said after a few minutes.
"It surely was,"I agreed, hugging her."I just hope our parents did n't hear,"I added, thinking about it for the first time.
"I would n't occupy 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 passion and lived as husband and wife 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 base, I do n't care ’,"she replied giggling.
"Then, why did you say we could n't,"I asked, trying to wind my forefront around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We better get some rest. My mom has plans for the ‘ happy couple'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. Morning was soon plenty and I had adequate thing to question. In fact, the only thing I was for certain of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be household .