I shouldered my duffel bag and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling airdrome. I followed the house to baggage call, weaving in and out of the concourse. 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 length. Tears welled up in his optic, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each other for the initiatory time in five years.
After another prospicient embrace, we collected my bagful, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a while, catching up with each early. He told me about matter at his store, gossip about mass in town 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 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 years vernal than my dad, she proved to be a dulcet and nourish charwoman, who was also voluptuous and sexy. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her monumental tits or, at her big, round ass in her smashed denim many meter.
Alexis, on the early script, was seven years younger than me. She was a short, embonpoint miss with acne, frizzy hair and midst glasses that made her eyes look like eggs. She was a shy girl who dressed in baggy, unstylish dress. However, she was levelheaded 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 life history way, traveling the world.
"It will be decent to get to know them better,"I said honestly.
"I have no dubiety,"My dad smiled pleased, reaching over and giving my shoulder a squeeze.
A little more than two hours after leaving the airport, we turned into the private road of the big, two narrative farm planetary house I called rest home.
"The place looks great Dad,"I said, taking note of the"woman 's touches"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up expert,"he said with quiet pridefulness. He pulled up by the porch and parked. We climbed out of the car, stretching our strangle muscles.
Rachel, having heard the car, stepped out on the porch.
"Thomas Jackson ! You made it,"she cried, waving and bouncing excitedly.
"Hi Rachel,"I returned, smiling at the warm salutation and watching her tits bounce in the front of her flowered attire.
She hurried down the steps and around the car, implements of war 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 stride, 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 stair behind me.
"Welcome habitation Jesse Louis Jackson,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, hickey faced miss I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty dollar bill year old woman.
Her bluish-gray center, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a smooth, fairly face. Rich Brown University curls fell to either side looking thick and subdued. She had lost weight unit and gotten taller, transforming from a chubby lady friend into a bosomy woman. She displayed her curves in mingy, low rise jeans and a mannequin appointment, low cut t-shirt.
"You look great,"I exclaimed, hoping it sounded more"brotherly"than it felt. In Truth groovy was n't the word I wanted, hot, sexy, fuckable, those would have been closer.
"Thanks,"she said, blushing cutely and opening her arms for a hug."Welcome rest home,"she said as I embraced her, trying not to enjoy the feeling of her in my arms or the press of her tit 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 problem son. Your old elbow room is still yours if you want to unpack and refresh up."
"That sounds great,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll help oneself you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"goodness idea,"Rachel said."You two need to get intimately 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 wooing and I thanked her again.
"No biggy,"she said dismissively.
"So, how is college,"I asked, checking her out from the turning point of my eye.
"It 's okay,"she answered, turning to front me directly."What is it like to see the world,"she asked with real interest.
"It 's a beautifully chilling escapade,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not look at her lustfully."You forgather 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."volition you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of course of study,"I agreed, surprised to happen that I wanted to. I realized suddenly how I was looking at her and averted my middle, looking down at my bag and opening it instead.
"I 'll look forward to it,"she said."fountainhead, I 'll leave you alone. Welcome habitation Jackson,"she said, turning for the door.
"Hey,"I said, turning her back toward me."Thanks and, you really do depend great."
She giggled and turned quickly but, not before I saw the flush in her cheek. I watched her walk out, closing the door behind her. A second later, I heard her close her chamber door.
I began chastising myself immediately. I told myself I had to check. That she was my stepsister. I told myself everything I could think 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 tabular array at dinner party, talking and laughing as we caught up. I heard all the gossip and told a few stories of my traveling. 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 meter. The sun sank as we chatted.
"acquiring late 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 dependable nighttime. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed recitation for a while but, could n't stir my fidgetiness. I got up and started unpacking.
A short after midnight, I heard Alexis'threshold open air and skinny softly. A few second gear later, she knocked lightly on my door.
"What 's up Lex,"I asked, opening the door.
"Saw you were come alive and thought you might like some caller,"she replied hopefully.
."Come on in,"I said, opening the doorway wider and dictation her in."I 'm just putting things away. score yourself comfortable,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really cool,"she said, walking toward my compendium of ancient Dragon carvings."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a ping tank top that showed far more segmentation and disgraceful yoga shorts that barely covered the ass they clung to. Looking at her made me skittish and activated."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 walk over and sitting on my bed."Can I depend through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to look at her as I put affair away.
"Where did you take these,"she asked.
"Peru,"I answered.
"They are beautiful,"she said."Will you sit with me and narrate me about them ? Please,"she asked sweetly, sliding to the heart of my bed and tapping the stain beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking questions. I answered as my pump raced and my nous swam. I kept catching myself looking at her and dragging my eye 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 think I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without thought. I caught my gaze and looked away again.
"Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't bear to look away. You can reckon 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 look at you that way."
"I 'm not your really sister,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are adult. We can decide how to reckon 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 buss, matching my passion and desire with her own. My lips pressed on her's, they pressed back. My knife touched her brim, her spit rushed to fulfil it.
My hands found her chest, cupping them through her wearing apparel 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 hand, urging me to stuff her tits and sucked my tongue into her mouth. She lowered herself onto my throbbing shaft and began rocking her hips.
I slid my deal up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warmly, firm white meat. I squeezed them and caressed her unvoiced mammilla. 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 human face to her tits.
I ran my clapper over her perky boob, teasing her intemperate, pinko nipples. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the other.
She grabbed my facial expression in both hands, pulling my oral sex up. She kissed me as I lifted my face, moaning into my mouth. Her body convulsed as an orgasm pulsed through her.
Her moaning and grinding ceased as her coming 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 room access."Until future time. Goodnight Thomas J. Jackson,"she said leaving.
I sat on my bed horny, confused and excited. My psyche 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 tongue action replay her taste and feel and saw her in my mind. I stroked my cock, cumming to intellection of my stepsister.


Things were n't any clearer the adjacent morning. Every meter I saw Alexis, I thought of the night before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to get laid how I felt. She made for certain I noticed her in her cutoff trunks and Theodore Harold White tank top. Every chance she could, she would bend over or tip forward. She made sure to sweep me whenever we passed.
That good afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the store to see my dad and vindicated my brain. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to help oneself Dad act upon on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to hear a knock and hoping I would n't. I tried reading, writing and listening to music. Nothing I did could distract me.
Around one in the morning, I got up and went to my stepsister 's room to clear things up.
I saw visible radiation under her door as I crossed the 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 spill the beans,"I said, closing the door and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning innocence.
"About finale night,"I said, seeing her clearly as my eyes adjusted.
She lay on her tummy with her head toward the door. Her legs were bent-grass, bringing her baffle ankles above a firm, round ass clad in black lace panties. She propped up higher on her elbows, giving me a look at her firm, perky bosom and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like last night,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers.
"Not as lots as you did,"I replied. Any opinion of ending things flew from my nous as my shaft stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to cogitate you were n't going to arrive 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 natural language dancing together. I touched the bare skin of her second joint, her back and her belly. My digit trailed along the edge of her bra and panties, teasing us both.
I moved my script between her pegleg and slid it up to her scanty. I traced a finger on the material above her pussy then, pressed. She drew in a sharp breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen and my cock jumped.
Alexis put her hand on my excrescence and began to rub. She pressed and so did I. We sighed together as we kissed.
I slipped my helping hand down her panties, taking my time. I felt no hair and grew more excited to see. I slid my finger between her sassing and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me free manus. She moaned into my rima oris, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my trouser. 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 body. I kissed from her neck opening to her nipples, pausing to bat and suck in them before continuing down her stomach.
I pulled her step-in off and crawled between her stage. I looked at her pretty, bald pussy for a bit before slipping my tongue between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the preference of her arousal. She moaned as I licked her little pink clit and pushed my tongue into her hole.
I pulled back and slither my jean off. I kissed her pussy gently and climbed upward.
"Thomas Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my tool touch 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 be intimate my sister rose in my mind. The naughtiness of the words made me hornier.
"capital of Mississippi no,"her rima oris said while she moved her hips, letting my cock slip into her kitty.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the smell of her tight, wet cunt. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her coxa rocked, pulling me recondite.
"You feel so good,"she said as my cock touched bottom.
I began thrusting longer and harder, pulling all the way back and slamming it in. Her breast bounced and she moaned with every jabbing. I began to make out her faster and harder as my head repeated"I 'm fucking my sister"over and over.
"Fuck yes Old Hickory, 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 sister,"she cried, her pussy gushing.
I thrust unvoiced and deep inside her. My hammer began to pulse, pumping more and more cum into her kitty-cat.
Our orgasms subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay next to her. She lay on my chest as we caught our breathing time.
"Old Hickory, that was amazing,"Alexis said after a few minutes.
"It sure was,"I agreed, hugging her."I just hope our parents did n't get a line,"I added, thinking about it for the showtime clock time.
"I would n't worry 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 bechance 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 enfold my head around it.
"It turned me on,"Alexis answered sleepily."We bettor get some rest. My mom has plans for the ‘ happy duo'in the morning."
"What plans,"I asked.
"You will see,"she replied, falling asleep.
I let it go. sunrise was soon enough and I had enough things to question. In fact, the only affair I was certain of as I fell asleep was that it was right to finally be home .