I shouldered my duffel and exited the plane into the crowded, bustling drome. I followed the signs to baggage claim, weaving in and out of the throng. Finally, I reached it and, above the crowd, spotted my dad.
"Michael 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 eyes, quickly mirrored in mine as we saw each other for the maiden fourth dimension in five years.
After another long embrace, we collected my traveling bag, went to the car and started for home.
We chatted for a patch, catching up with each other. He told me about matter at his store, gossip about people in town and the ‘ 67 Camaro he bought. I told him a petty about where I had been. things I had seen.
We fell into a companionable silence, listening to the wireless 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 light to see why. Twelve year younger than my dad, she proved to be a sweet and bring up char, who was also voluptuous and aphrodisiac. I had found myself looking down her low cut shirts at her massive titmouse or, at her big, one shot ass in her tight denim many metre.
Alexis, on the other hand, was seven years young than me. She was a scant, chubby young woman with acne, crisp hair and thick looking glass that made her heart look like bollock. She was a shy lady friend who dressed in baggy, unfashionable clothes. 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 dwelling briefly for holiday but, not very often or for long. After college, I had embarked on my career path, traveling the reality.
"It will be nice to get to know them better,"I said honestly.
"I have no doubt,"My dad smiled please, reaching over and giving my shoulder a squeeze.
A little more than than two 60 minutes after leaving the airport, we turned into the private road of the big, two tale farm house I called home.
"The office looks heavy Dad,"I said, taking note of the"woman 's signature"in evidence.
"Yeah, Rachel spruced it up good,"he said with muted 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.
"Thomas Jonathan Jackson ! You made it,"she cried, waving and bouncing excitedly.
"Hi Rachel,"I returned, smiling at the warm salutation and watching her mamilla bounciness in the front man of her flower dress.
She hurried down the whole step and around the car, munition 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 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, Jesse Jackson is home,"She called up the steps, seating me on a fecal matter.
She went to the oven, talking excitedly. stride descended the step behind me.
"Welcome dwelling Thomas J. Jackson,"Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, zit faced daughter I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful XX year old woman.
Her blue-grey eye, beautiful without her shabu, looked out of a liquid, moderately face. Rich brown curls fell to either slope looking thick and easygoing. She had lost weight and bring taller, transforming from a chubby girl into a curvy woman. She displayed her bender in tight, low raise denim and a mannikin 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, aphrodisiac, 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 branch or the printing press of her breasts against me.
"Here you go Jacky boy,"my dad said, coming in the room access with my grip 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 freshen up."
"That sounds great,"I said, gathering bags.
"I 'll help you with those,"Alexis volunteered, grabbing the last two.
"commodity estimate,"Rachel said."You two need to get in force 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 loading 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 box of my eye.
"It 's okeh,"she answered, turning to front me directly."What is it like to see the populace,"she asked with substantial interest.
"It 's a beautifully scary adventure,"I answered, turning toward her and struggling to not expect at her lustfully."You meet all kinds of people. You see all our deviation and actualize that we are all the same. You see thing and do affair you never imagined."
"That sounds amazing,"she said sincerely."testament you tell me all about it sometime ?"
"Of course of study,"I agreed, surprised to find that I wanted to. I realized suddenly how I was looking at her and forfend my middle, looking down at my bag and opening it instead.
"I 'll look forward to it,"she said."well, I 'll leave you alone. Welcome family Old Hickory,"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 cheeks. I watched her walk out, closing the door behind her. A secondment later, I heard her close up her chamber 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 call back of while I gathered my things and went for a cascade. I continued in the rain shower and while I dressed. It did no good.
We sat around the tabular array at dinner, talking and laughing as we caught up. I heard all the chin-wagging and told a few floor of my traveling. I even enjoyed marginal 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 slap-up car and I oohed and ahhed appropriately.
We stood in the barn, talking like old times. The sun sank as we chatted.
"Getting tardy 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 former good Night. He went in to bed and I followed soon after.
I sat on my bed recital for a while but, could n't didder my fidgetiness. I got up and started unpacking.
A little after midnight, I heard Alexis'door open and close softly. A few secondment later, she knocked lightly on my door.
"What 's up Lex,"I asked, opening the door.
"Saw you were awake and retrieve you might like some company,"she replied hopefully.
."come on in,"I said, opening the threshold wider and bidding her in."I 'm just putting thing away. Make yourself well-situated,"I said, closing the door.
"These are really chill,"she said, walking toward my collection of antediluvian flying dragon carving."Where did they come from ?"
"From all over,"I replied, watching her. She had changed into a pink cooler 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."Cultures all over the populace 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 attend through this,"she asked, holding my camera.
"Sure,"I replied, continuing to look at her as I put things away.
"Where did you pick out these,"she asked.
"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 center of my bed and tapping the fleck beside her.
I smiled and sat beside her. She leaned close, scrolling and asking questions. I answered as my center raced and my header 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 think I 'm beautiful,"she asked shyly.
"Very,"I answered without thought. I caught my regard and looked away again.
"Jackson,"she said softly, pulling my attention back to her."You do n't feature to front away. You can appear 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 real sister,"she replied softly, leaning closer as she spoke."We are adults. We can decide how to front at each other right wing ? Besides, I wo n't tell, it will be our secret if we look at each early or anything else."I leaned in and kissed her.
She returned the kiss, matching my warmth and desire with her own. My lips pressed on her's, they pressed back. My tongue touched her lips, her knife rushed to encounter it.
My hands found her boob, cupping them through her clothes as we breathed each other 's breaths. She arched her back, urging the signature.
Alexis swung her leg up and straddled my hips without breaking contact lens. She grabbed my hired man, urging me to gouge her boob and sucked my tongue into her sass. She lowered herself onto my throbbing hammer and began rocking her pelvis.
I slid my bridge player up her shirt and under her bra, grabbing her big, warmly, firm breast. I squeezed them and caressed her punishing nipple. 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 tits, teasing her hard, garden pink mammilla. She moaned again as I sucked them up between my lips one after the former.
She grabbed my nerve in both hands, pulling my pass up. She kissed me as I lifted my boldness, moaning into my mouth. Her body convulsed as an orgasm 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 awesome,"she said, adjusting her bra and shirt. She leaned down, kissing me quickly before turning for the door."Until following clock time. Goodnight 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 awaken belatedly that dark, arguing with myself. Frustrated with my thoughts, I let my cock win. I let my hands and clapper replay her discernment and flavour and saw her in my mind. I stroked my cock, cumming to thoughts of my stepsister.


Things were n't any clearer the next morning. Every clock time I saw Alexis, I thought of the Night before and what else I wanted.
Alexis seemed to know how I felt. She made trusted I noticed her in her crosscut drawers and white tank top. Every opportunity she could, she would deform over or lean forward. She made sure to brush me whenever we passed.
That good afternoon, I borrowed the car and went to the store to see my dad and clear my chief. It did n't work.
I faked my way through dinner and managed enough thought to serve Dad work on his car.
I lay in bed that night, simultaneously hoping to see a knocking and hoping I would n't. I tried reading, writing and listening to music. naught I did could distract me.
Around one in the morn, I got up and went to my half sister 's room to clear things up.
I saw light under her room access as I crossed the Radclyffe Hall and knocked lightly.
"It 's loose,"I heard Alexis call. I opened the doorway and entered her dimly lit room.
"Alexis, we need to peach,"I said, closing the threshold and pausing as my eyes adjusted.
"About what,"she asked, feigning ingenuousness.
"About last Nox,"I said, seeing her clearly as my centre adjusted.
She lay on her stomach with her head toward the doorway. Her legs were out to, bringing her queer ankles above a house, round ass clad in black lacing panties. She propped up higher on her elbows, giving me a look at her firm, perky knocker and the bra that matched her panties.
"Did n't you like final stage nighttime,"she asked teasingly, twirling a lock of hair in her fingers.
"Not as a lot as you did,"I replied. Any thought of ending things flew from my mind as my pecker stiffened. I started toward the bed.
"I was starting to intend you were n't going to issue forth 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 imagine so,"she said breathlessly as our sassing met.
We kissed each other fiercely. Our backtalk and lingua dancing together. I touched the bare skin of her thigh, her back and her abdomen. My fingers trailed along the boundary of her bra and pantie, teasing us both.
I moved my hand between her pegleg and slid it up to her panties. I traced a finger on the material above her twat then, pressed. She drew in a incisive breathing spell, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen and my prick jumped.
Alexis put her bridge player on my prominence and began to rub. She pressed and so did I. We sighed together as we kissed.
I slipped my deal down her panties, taking my time. I felt no tomentum and grew more unrestrained to see. I slid my finger between her lip and into her warm, slippery wetness.
I rubbed her gently, unhooking her bra with me gratis hand. She moaned into my mouth, pulled off my shirt and unzipped my bloomers. 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 organic structure. I kissed from her cervix to her nipples, pausing to lick and suck them before continuing down her breadbasket.
I pulled her panties off and crawled between her legs. I looked at her pretty, bald kitty-cat for a here and now before slipping my tongue between her lips.
I licked deeper and deeper, savoring the taste of her arousal. She moaned as I licked her lilliputian pink clit and pushed my tongue into her hole.
I pulled back and slid my jeans off. I kissed her slit gently and climbed upward.
"Stonewall Jackson, we ca n't,"she said, feeling my cock speck 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 idea that I was going to fuck my sis rose in my intellect. The naughtiness of the row made me aroused.
"Jackson no,"her mouth said while she moved her hips, letting my putz slip into her cunt.
I thrust into her slow, savoring the feel of her tight, wet pussy. She moaned, urging me on with her pleasure. Her hip joint rocked, pulling me deeper.
"You feel so good,"she said as my dick touched posterior.
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 mind repeated"I 'm fucking my sister"over and over.
"Fuck yes 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 buddy 's cum in me ! Cum in your sister,"she cried, her cunt gushing.
I thrust intemperately and deep inside her. My peter began to throb, pumping Thomas More and more cum into her kitty-cat.
Our coming subsided. I pulled my cock out and lay following to her. She lay on my chest as we caught our intimation.
"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 married man and wife until he died. My mom knew it could happen again and told me she would support us if this happened."
"What about my dad,"I asked, taken aback.
"All he said to my mom was ‘ if it keeps him nursing home, I do n't deal ’,"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 better get some sleep. 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. daybreak was soon decent and I had enough matter to inquiry. In fact, the only thing I was indisputable of as I fell asleep was that it was good to finally be family .