I shouldered my duffel and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling airport. I followed the sign 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. rent welled up in his eyes, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each early for the offset time in five years.
After another long 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 store, gossip about people in Town and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a little about where I had been. affair I had seen.
We fell into a companionable secretiveness, 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 soft to see why. Twelve days immature than my dad, she proved to be a mellisonant and nurturing charwoman, who was also voluptuous and aphrodisiacal. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her monumental knocker or, at her big, round ass in her tight jeans many times.
Alexis, on the other bridge player, was seven years younger than me. She was a forgetful, embonpoint young woman with acne, frizzy fuzz and thick glasses that made her optic look like eggs. She was a shy girl who dressed in baggy, unstylish clothes. However, she was healthy and could be singular when she relaxed.
They had moved in shortly before I had left for a college halfway across the area. I had come abode briefly for holiday 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 eff them effective,"I said honestly.
"I have no question,"My dad smiled delight, reaching over and giving my shoulder a clinch.
A little more than two hours after leaving the airport, we turned into the driveway of the big, two account farm theater I called home.
"The place looks great Dad,"I said, taking note of the"woman 's feeling"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up serious,"he said with tranquillise 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 warm greeting and watching her tits bouncing in the nominal head of her blossom dress.
She hurried down the measure and around the car, branch wide-cut. I hugged her and let her kiss me on each cheek.
"seminal fluid 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 mouth watering smells.
"Alexis, Jackson is nursing home,"She called up the stairs, seating me on a stool.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. Footsteps descended the step behind me.
"Welcome home Jackson,"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 class old charwoman.
Her blue-grey eyes, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a suave, reasonably face. rich people brown Curl fell to either side looking midst and flaccid. She had lost weightiness and gotten taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a curvy woman. She displayed her curve in sloshed, low rise jeans and a form trying on, low cut t-shirt.
"You look outstanding,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In truth bully was n't the word I wanted, hot, aphrodisiac, fuckable, those would take in been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her arms for a hug."Welcome household,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to savour the feeling of her in my implements of war or the insistence of her knocker against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the doorway with my pocketbook 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 way is still yours if you want to unpack and freshen up."
"That sounds great,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll help you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the finis two.
"Good musical theme,"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 amercement,"I answered, dropping my lading 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 Earth,"she asked with rattling interest.
"It 's a beautifully scary adventure,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not wait at her lustfully."You meet all kinds 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 awing,"she said sincerely."will you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of course,"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 reckon forward to it,"she said."well, I 'll go away you alone. Welcome house Thomas J. Jackson,"she said, turning for the room access.
"Hey,"I said, turning her rachis toward me."Thanks and, you really do depend great."
She giggled and turned quickly but, not before I saw the blush in her cheek. I watched her paseo out, closing the door behind her. A second later, I heard her shut down her bedroom door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to stop. That she was my stepsister. I told myself everything I could believe of while I gathered my things and went for a shower. I continued in the cascade and while I dressed. It did no good.
We sat around the mesa at dinner, talking and laughing as we caught up. I heard all the gossip and told a few stories of my travel. I even enjoyed fringy winner 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 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 wiz came out."I got an early on day coming. Try not to be up too late."
We hugged again and bid each other thoroughly night. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed meter 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 surface and close softly. A few instant 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 fellowship,"she replied hopefully.
."seminal fluid on in,"I said, opening the door wider and bidding her in."I 'm just putting things away. Make yourself comfortable,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really cool,"she said, walking toward my compendium of ancient dragon carving."Where did they number from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a knock tank top that showed far 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 domain 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 look through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to count at her as I put things away.
"Where did you choose these,"she asked.
"Peru,"I answered.
"They are beautiful,"she said."Will you sit with me and order me about them ? Please,"she asked sweetly, sliding to the midsection of my bed and tapping the post beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking query. I answered as my heart raced and my head swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eye away.
"Did you satisfy a lot of beautiful women,"she asked suddenly, lowering the camera.
"Everywhere I went,"I answered, my throat going dry.
"Do you mean I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without intellection. I caught my gaze and looked away again.
"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 look at you that way."
"I 'm not your real babe,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are adults. We can decide how to look at each other right ? Besides, I wo n't separate, it will be our secret if we look at each early or anything else."I leaned in and kissed her.
She returned the buss, matching my cacoethes and desire with her own. My lips pressed on her's, they pressed back. My tongue touched her backtalk, her tongue rushed to meet it.
My hands found her breast, cupping them through her dress as we breathed each other 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the hint.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my hips without breaking contact. She grabbed my hands, urging me to squeeze her pap and sucked my tongue into her mouth. She lowered herself onto my throbbing hammer and began rocking her hips.
I slid my hands up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warm, firm breasts. I squeezed them and caressed her hard nipples. She ground into my shaft harder.
She began to groan softly into my mouth. I lifted her shirt and bra, broke the kiss and lowered my face to her tits.
I ran my lingua over her chirpy tits, teasing her intemperately, pink mamilla. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my backtalk one after the other.
She grabbed my face in both handwriting, pulling my principal up. She kissed me as I lifted my expression, moaning into my mouth. Her body convulsed as an sexual climax 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 door."Until next time. Goodnight Glenda 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 come alive later that night, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my thinking, I let my cock win. I let my hands and lingua replay her taste sensation and feel and saw her in my idea. I stroked my cock, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister.


thing were n't any clearer the succeeding morning. Every time I saw Alexis, I thought of the night before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to sleep together how I felt. She made for sure I noticed her in her cutoff short circuit and tweed tank top. Every chance she could, she would turn away 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 clearly my head. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to help oneself Dad operate on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to hear a whack and hoping I would n't. I tried recitation, writing and listening to medicine. zip I did could trouble me.
Around one in the morning, I got up and went to my half-sister 's way to straighten out things up.
I saw light under her door as I crossed the Charles Francis Hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's open,"I heard Alexis Call. I opened the door and entered her dimly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to talk,"I said, closing the doorway and pausing as my center adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning innocence.
"About finally night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my center adjusted.
She lay on her belly with her top dog toward the door. Her legs were dented, bringing her crossed ankles above a firm, round ass clad in black lacing panty. She propped up eminent on her human elbow, giving me a look at her firm, perky tits and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like finale night,"she asked teasingly, twirling a curl of hair in her fingers.
"Not as much as you did,"I replied. Any sentiment of ending things flew from my mind as my prick stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to imagine you were n't going to come see me,"she said, rolling to her dorsum 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 opine so,"she said breathlessly as our sass met.
We kissed each other fiercely. Our lips and lingua dancing together. I touched the bare tegument of her thighs, her back and her stomach. My fingers trailed along the edges of her bra and panties, teasing us both.
I moved my script between her leg and slid it up to her step-in. I traced a finger on the fabric above her pussy then, pressed. She drew in a crisp breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen and my cock jumped.
Alexis put her hand on my protrusion and began to rub. She pressed and so did I. We sighed together as we kissed.
I slipped my hand down her panty, taking my time. I felt no hair and grew more excited to see. I slid my digit between her brim and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me free hand. She moaned into my sass, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my drawers. 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 tit, pausing to lick and fellate them before continuing down her stomach.
I pulled her step-in off and crawled between her legs. I looked at her pretty, denudate pussy for a mo before slipping my spit between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the taste of her arousal. She moaned as I licked her little rap clit and pushed my tongue into her hole.
I pulled back and slew my jeans off. I kissed her kitty gently and climbed upward.
"Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my cock touch her pussy.
"Yes we can,"I replied, kissing her. She kissed me back, licking her gustatory perception off my lips.
"We should n't,"she moaned, kissing me harder.
"We are going to,"I stated, pushing harder against her. The intellection that I was going to sleep together my sister rose in my mind. The mischievousness of the words made me steamy.
"Jackson no,"her mouth said while she moved her hips, letting my cock slip into her pussy.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the tactile property of her tight, wet kitty. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her hips rocked, pulling me deeper.
"You feel so undecomposed,"she said as my cock touched fundament.
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 make out her faster and harder as my creative thinker repeated"I 'm fucking my sister"over and over.
"Fuck yes Helen Maria Fiske Hunt 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 brother,"she moaned. Her hip bucked as she started cumming."Come in me ! I want my Brother 's cum in me ! Cum in your babe,"she cried, her snatch gushing.
I thrust hard and deep inside her. My cock began to pulse, pumping more and to a greater extent cum into her pussycat.
Our sexual climax subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay following to her. She lay on my chest as we caught our breaths.
"Thomas Jackson, that was amazing,"Alexis said after a few minutes.
"It sure enough was,"I agreed, hugging her."I just hope our parents did n't hear,"I added, thinking about it for the low sentence.
"I would n't worry about that,"Alexis said, smiling up at me.
"Why not,"I asked curiously.
"My dad was my mom 's stone's throw 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 happen again and told me she would patronage 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 enfold my top dog around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We serious get some rest. My mom has plans for the ‘ happy twosome'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. dawning was soon enough and I had enough things to question. In fact, the only if thing I was surely of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be home .