I shouldered my duffel and exited the carpenter's 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 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. weeping welled up in his eyes, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each other for the first prison term in five years.
After another long embrace, we collected my bags, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a patch, catching up with each other. He told me about things at his store, gossip about masses in town and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a little about where I had been. thing I had seen.
We fell into a companionable quiet, 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 eld younger than my dad, she proved to be a sweet and nurturing woman, who was also juicy and aphrodisiacal. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her massive pap or, at her big, round ass in her sozzled blue jean many clip.
Alexis, on the former deal, was seven years immature than me. She was a short, embonpoint young woman with acne, frizzy hairsbreadth and thick glasses that made her eyes flavor like ballock. She was a shy female child who dressed in baggy, unfashionable clothes. However, she was intelligent and could be odd when she relaxed.
They had moved in shortly before I had left for a college halfway across the commonwealth. I had come home briefly for holidays but, not very often or for long. After college, I had embarked on my life history path, traveling the world.
"It will be Nice to get to know them in force,"I said honestly.
"I have no dubiety,"My dad smiled pleased, reaching over and giving my berm a squeeze.
A little to a greater extent than two hour after leaving the drome, we turned into the driveway of the big, two report farm house I called home.
"The place looks not bad Dad,"I said, taking note of the"woman 's touches"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up just,"he said with quiet superbia. 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 strong greeting and watching her tits leap in the front of her floral dress.
She hurried down the steps and around the car, arms wide. I hugged her and let her buss 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 footfall, across the porch and into the kitchen. The air was permeated with mouth watering smells.
"Alexis, Jackson is home,"She called up the stairs, seating me on a stool.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. Footsteps descended the stairs behind me.
"Welcome nursing home Jackson,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, hickey faced girl I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty yr old womanhood.
Her blue-grey eyes, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a smooth, jolly face. Rich brown scroll fell to either side looking thick and soft. She had lost weight and pose taller, transforming from a chubby young woman into a curvy woman. She displayed her curves in tight, low lift denim and a course 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 I wanted, hot, sexy, fuckable, those would have been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her blazon for a hug."Welcome home,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to enjoy the feeling of her in my weapons system or the press of her breast against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the door with my cup of tea 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 elbow room is still yours if you want to unpack and freshen up up."
"That sounds great,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll aid you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"goodness mind,"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 amercement,"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 corner of my eye.
"It 's okay,"she answered, turning to face me directly."What is it like to see the world,"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 variety of masses. You see all our differences and realize that we are all the same. You see things and do affair you never imagined."
"That sounds amazing,"she said sincerely."Will you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of grade,"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 forget you alone. Welcome home Jackson,"she said, turning for the door.
"Hey,"I said, turning her back toward me."Thanks and, you really do await great."
She giggled and turned quickly but, not before I saw the rosiness in her cheeks. I watched her walk out, closing the door behind her. A second later, I heard her close her bedchamber door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to bar. That she was my stepsister. I told myself everything I could recollect of while I gathered my things 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 gossip and told a few storey of my travelling. I even enjoyed marginal succeeder in not looking at my stepmother or half-sister inappropriately.
After dinner party, Dad took me out to the barn to show off the camaro. It was a keen car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the b, talking like old times. The sun sank as we chatted.
"acquiring previous 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 honorable night. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed recitation for a spell but, could n't shake my restlessness. I got up and started unpacking.
A lilliputian after midnight, I heard Alexis'door surface and close 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 call back you might wish some company,"she replied hopefully.
."seed on in,"I said, opening the room access wider and bidding her in."I 'm just putting things away. Make yourself prosperous,"I said, closing the room access.
"These are really nerveless,"she said, walking toward my collecting of ancient firedrake sculpture."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a pink tank top that showed far Sir Thomas More segmentation and Shirley Temple yoga shorts that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me nervous and excited."culture 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 walk over and sitting on my bed."Can I wait through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to calculate at her as I put matter away.
"Where did you take these,"she asked.
"Republic of 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 eye 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 affection raced and my head swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my centre away.
"Did you meet a lot of beautiful woman,"she asked suddenly, lowering the camera.
"Everywhere I went,"I answered, my pharynx going dry.
"Do you think I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without thinking. I caught my gaze and looked away again.
"Michael Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't accept to count away. You can search 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 regard."I should n't take care at you that way."
"I 'm not your tangible sister,"she replied softly, leaning finisher as she spoke."We are grownup. We can decide how to look at each other right wing ? 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 rage and desire with her own. My lip pressed on her's, they pressed back. My tongue touched her lips, her tongue rushed to meet it.
My hands found her breasts, cupping them through her apparel as we breathed each other 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the feeling.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my hips without breaking middleman. She grabbed my hands, urging me to squeeze her boob and sucked my knife into her sass. She lowered herself onto my throbbing rooster and began rocking her hips.
I slid my hands up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warm, unbendable breasts. 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 brass to her tits.
I ran my tongue over her perky tits, teasing her intemperately, pink nipple. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the early.
She grabbed my boldness in both hands, pulling my head up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my back talk. Her body convulsed as an coming pulsed through her.
Her moaning and grinding ceased as her orgasm 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 threshold."Until next time. Goodnight Jackson,"she said leaving.
I sat on my bed horny, confused and excited. My idea simultaneously wished for more and told me it should n't have happened.
I lay awake latterly that night, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my thought process, I let my cock win. I let my hands and tongue replay her sense of taste and feel and saw her in my mind. I stroked my peter, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister.


thing were n't any clearer the next forenoon. Every time I saw Alexis, I thought of the dark before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to make love how I felt. She made sure I noticed her in her cutoff drawers and White person tank top. Every chance she could, she would stoop over or tip forward. She made for sure to sweep me whenever we passed.
That good afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the computer storage to see my dad and clear my school principal. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to assist Dad work on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to get wind a knock and hoping I would n't. I tried reading material, writing and listening to music. Nothing I did could deflect me.
Around one in the morning, I got up and went to my half sister 's room to brighten things up.
I saw light under her doorway as I crossed the hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's exposed,"I heard Alexis margin call. I opened the room access and entered her pallidly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to lecture,"I said, closing the door and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning whiteness.
"About finally night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my middle adjusted.
She lay on her tum with her head toward the door. Her wooden leg were stoop, bringing her crossbreed ankle above a firm, round ass clad in black lace step-in. She propped up higher on her elbow joint, giving me a facial expression at her firm, perky mammilla and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like last dark,"she asked teasingly, twirling a whorl of whisker in her fingers.
"Not as much as you did,"I replied. Any thought of ending things flew from my nous as my pecker stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to think you were n't going to number 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 call up so,"she said breathlessly as our lips met.
We kissed each former fiercely. Our lips and glossa dancing together. I touched the bare tegument of her thigh, her backbone and her stomach. My fingers trailed along the edges of her bra and panty, teasing us both.
I moved my deal between her legs and slid it up to her pantie. I traced a finger on the material above her kitty-cat then, pressed. She drew in a piercing breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen and my cock jumped.
Alexis put her helping 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 time. I felt no haircloth 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 free handwriting. She moaned into my mouth, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my pant. She slipped off her bra and pulled out my turncock, stroking it as we kissed again.
I lay her back and started kissing down her physical structure. I kissed from her neck to her mammilla, pausing to clobber and suck them before continuing down her stomach.
I pulled her panties off and crawled between her legs. I looked at her pretty, bald-pated puss for a bit before slipping my tongue between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the gustation of her arousal. She moaned as I licked her piddling pink button and pushed my tongue into her hole.
I pulled back and slid my jeans off. I kissed her pussy gently and climbed upward.
"Thomas Jonathan Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my cock trace 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 thought that I was going to screw my Sister rose in my head. The mischievousness of the Good Book made me hornier.
"Glenda Jackson no,"her sass said while she moved her hips, letting my hammer berth into her slit.
I thrust into her sluggish, savoring the tone of her tight, wet kitty. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her hips rocked, pulling me rich.
"You feel so dear,"she said as my stopcock touched bottom.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her mammilla bounced and she moaned with every jabbing. I began to fuck her faster and harder as my psyche repeated"I 'm fucking my sister"over and over.
"Fuck yes Jackson, fuck me,"she cried softly."Do you like fucking your sis,"she asked, echoing my thoughts.
"I love fucking my sister,"I answered, nearly cuming as I said the words.
"I love fucking my blood brother,"she moaned. Her hip bucked as she started cumming."seed in me ! I want my brother 's cum in me ! Cum in your sis,"she cried, her twat gushing.
I thrust severe and late inside her. My cock began to pulse, pumping more and more cum into her pussy.
Our coming subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay following to her. She lay on my breast as we caught our hint.
"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 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 love and lived as husband and wife until he died. My mom knew it could befall again and told me she would affirm 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 manage ’,"she replied giggling.
"Then, why did you say we could n't,"I asked, trying to wrap my head around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We advantageously get some residue. My mom has programme for the ‘ happy couple'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. good morning was soon adequate and I had enough things to dubiousness. In fact, the only if thing I was for sure of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be home .