I shouldered my duffel and exited the sheet into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the polarity 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 length. crying welled up in his middle, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each other for the first clock time in five years.
After another long embrace, we collected my suitcase, 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 entrepot, confab about hoi polloi in townsfolk 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 silence, listening to the radio receiver 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-fixed to see why. Twelve long time young than my dad, she proved to be a perfumed and nurturing woman, who was also voluptuary and sexy. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her monolithic tits or, at her big, round ass in her tight dungaree many prison term.
Alexis, on the other hand, was seven years younger than me. She was a short, embonpoint girl with acne, frizzy hair and thick glasses that made her eyes look like eggs. She was a shy girl who dressed in baggy, unstylish wearing apparel. However, she was well-informed and could be laughable when she relaxed.
They had moved in shortly before I had left for a college halfway across the state. I had come menage 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 have it off them better,"I said honestly.
"I have no doubt,"My dad smiled pleased, reaching over and giving my articulatio humeri a squeeze.
A little more than two hour after leaving the airdrome, we turned into the driveway of the big, two chronicle farm house I called home.
"The home looks groovy Dad,"I said, taking note of hand of the"woman 's touch modality"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up effective,"he said with quiet pride. He pulled up by the porch and parked. We climbed out of the car, stretching our halter 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 warm greeting and watching her nipple bounciness in the strawman of her flowered dress.
She hurried down the tone 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 party for us tonight."
Rachel chattered as we walked up the steps, across the porch and into the kitchen. The air was permeated with mouth watering smells.
"Alexis, Old Hickory is domicile,"She called up the stairs, seating me on a crapper.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. Footsteps descended the stair behind me.
"Welcome home capital of Mississippi,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, pimple faced girl I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful XX twelvemonth old womanhood.
Her blue-grey eyes, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a unruffled, pretty face. Rich brown curls fell to either side looking thick and mild. She had lost exercising weight and bugger off taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a stacked woman. She displayed her curves in tight, low boost jean and a form fitting, low cut t-shirt.
"You look great,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In truth great was n't the Word of God I wanted, hot, aphrodisiacal, fuckable, those would have been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her limb for a hug."Welcome nursing home,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to enjoy the feeling of her in my branch or the press of her breast against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the door with my bags and dropping them on the floor.
"Thanks Dad,"I said, embarrassed that I had n't even seen him go back out."No job son. Your old room is still yours if you want to take out and freshen up."
"That sounds great,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll avail you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"trade good estimation,"Rachel said."You two need to get better 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 fine,"I answered, dropping my load on the bed. She followed suit of clothes and I thanked her again.
"No biggy,"she said dismissively.
"So, how is college,"I asked, checking her out from the corner of my eye.
"It 's okay,"she answered, turning to face me directly."What is it like to see the creation,"she asked with real interest.
"It 's a beautifully shivery dangerous undertaking,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not look at her lustfully."You meet all kind of the great unwashed. You see all our departure and realize that we are all the same. You see things and do things you never imagined."
"That sounds amaze,"she said sincerely."Will you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of path,"I agreed, surprised to find 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 bet forward to it,"she said."wellspring, I 'll pass on you alone. Welcome base Jesse 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 rosiness in her face. I watched her walk out, closing the threshold behind her. A endorse later, I heard her shut her chamber door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to stop. That she was my stepsister. I told myself everything I could intend of while I gathered my thing and went for a cascade. 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 causerie and told a few report of my traveling. I even enjoyed marginal success in not looking at my stepmother or stepsister inappropriately.
After dinner party, Dad took me out to the barn to shew off the camaro. It was a great car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the barn, talking like old clock time. The sun sank as we chatted.
"Getting previous son,"my dad said as the lead came out."I got an ahead of time 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 interpretation for a patch but, could n't shake up my uneasiness. I got up and started unpacking.
A piddling after midnight, I heard Alexis'threshold open and finish softly. A few second base later, she knocked lightly on my door.
"What 's up Lex,"I asked, opening the door.
"Saw you were arouse and thought you might wish some ship's company,"she replied hopefully.
."semen on in,"I said, opening the room access wider and bidding her in."I 'm just putting things away. Make yourself comfortable,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really sang-froid,"she said, walking toward my solicitation of ancient Draco sculpture."Where did they descend from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a tap tank top that showed far more segmentation and black yoga shorts that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me nervous and excited."Cultures all over the world worshipped and feared the dragon 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 attend through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to look at her as I put things away.
"Where did you take these,"she asked.
"Peru,"I answered.
"They are beautiful,"she said."volition you sit with me and distinguish me about them ? Please,"she asked sweetly, sliding to the middle of my bed and tapping the spot beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking interrogation. I answered as my heart raced and my head swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eyes away.
"Did you meet a lot of beautiful women,"she asked suddenly, lowering the camera.
"Everywhere I went,"I answered, my throat going dry.
"Do you call up I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without mentation. I caught my gaze and looked away again.
"Thomas Jonathan Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't have to look away. You can face at me if you. I like it when you do,"she said, looking into my eyes.
"But, you are my half sister,"I said, meeting her gaze."I should n't expect at you that way."
"I 'm not your real sister,"she replied softly, leaning finisher as she spoke."We are adult. We can determine how to look at each early right ? Besides, I wo n't distinguish, 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 rage and desire with her own. My sass pressed on her's, they pressed back. My clapper touched her sass, her tongue rushed to meet it.
My hands found her breasts, cupping them through her clothes as we breathed each other 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the touch.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my hips without breaking contact. She grabbed my hands, urging me to squeeze her tits and sucked my clapper into her mouth. She lowered herself onto my throbbing cock and began rocking her pelvic girdle.
I slid my work force up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warm, firm bosom. I squeezed them and caressed her hard nipples. She ground into my cock harder.
She began to moan softly into my mouth. I lifted her shirt and bra, broke the kiss and lowered my case to her tits.
I ran my clapper over her perky boob, teasing her hard, pink pap. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the early.
She grabbed my fount in both handwriting, pulling my head up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my mouth. Her consistence convulsed as an orgasm pulsed through her.
Her moaning and grinding ceased as her climax dissipated. She kissed me firmly and rolled off my lap and onto her fundament 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 time. 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 induce happened.
I lay awaken recent that nighttime, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my opinion, I let my putz win. I let my paw and spit replay her gustatory modality and tone and saw her in my judgement. I stroked my cock, cumming to cerebration of my stepsister.


Things were n't any clearer the next morning. Every time I saw Alexis, I thought of the nighttime before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to know how I felt. She made sure I noticed her in her cutoff shorts and whiteness tank top. Every luck she could, she would crouch over or run forward. She made sure enough to sweep me whenever we passed.
That afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the storage to see my dad and clear my oral sex. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to avail Dad work on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to take heed a knocking and hoping I would n't. I tried meter reading, writing and listening to music. nix I did could distract me.
Around one in the forenoon, I got up and went to my stepsister 's room to cleared things up.
I saw loose under her room access as I crossed the residence and knocked lightly.
"It 's open,"I heard Alexis call. I opened the threshold and entered her dimly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to verbalize,"I said, closing the door and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning naturalness.
"About last night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my eyes adjusted.
She lay on her stomach with her head toward the threshold. Her legs were dented, bringing her cut through ankle above a house, round ass clad in black lacing panties. She propped up gamy on her elbows, giving me a feeling at her firm, perky tits and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like hold out night,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock chamber of pilus in her fingers.
"Not as very much as you did,"I replied. Any thought of ending things flew from my thinker as my cock 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 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 suppose so,"she said breathlessly as our sassing met.
We kissed each other fiercely. Our brim and tongues 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 scanty, teasing us both.
I moved my hired man between her legs and slid it up to her panties. I traced a finger on the fabric above her snatch then, pressed. She drew in a knifelike breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen and my cock jumped.
Alexis put her script 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 pantie, taking my time. I felt no tomentum and grew more excited to see. I slid my digit between her lips and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me unblock hand. She moaned into my mouthpiece, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my gasp. 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 nipple, pausing to lick and take in them before continuing down her tum.
I pulled her panty off and crawled between her legs. I looked at her pretty, bald pussy for a mo before slipping my lingua between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the taste of her foreplay. She moaned as I licked her picayune pinkish clitoris and pushed my knife into her hole.
I pulled back and slid my jeans off. I kissed her kitty-cat gently and climbed upward.
"Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my prick touch modality 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 cerebration that I was going to fuck my sister rose in my head. The naughtiness of the words made me corneous.
"Stonewall Jackson no,"her mouthpiece said while she moved her pelvis, letting my cock parapraxis into her kitty-cat.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the spirit of her tight, wet pussy. She moaned, urging me on with her joy. Her hips rocked, pulling me rich.
"You feel so thoroughly,"she said as my cock touched can.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her titmouse bounced and she moaned with every thrust. I began to fuck her faster and harder as my head 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 sister,"I answered, nearly cuming as I said the words.
"I love fucking my chum,"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 slit gushing.
I thrust unvoiced and abstruse inside her. My cock began to pulsate, pumping more and more cum into her pussy.
Our orgasms subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay following to her. She lay on my breast as we caught our breathing space.
"Jesse Louis Jackson, that was amazing,"Alexis said after a few minutes.
"It certainly was,"I agreed, hugging her."I just hope our parents did n't hear,"I added, thinking about it for the offset time.
"I would n't interest 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 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 wrap my capitulum around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We respectable get some respite. My mom has plan for the ‘ glad couple'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. sunrise was soon sufficiency and I had enough things to question. In fact, the only matter I was sure of as I fell asleep was that it was full to finally be home plate .