1. Step-sister's Long-Haul Flight


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: purpleshade, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    I always had the hots for my step-sister. I know some people would consider this immoral or perverted, but aren't these terms subjective rather than objective! We only have to look at history. Most of the things that we do now in every day life were once considered immoral, considered unacceptable. Rachel is married and has a twenty one year old daughter. Rachel, Alan and Di live a fairly ordinary life. Alan tends to get sloshed every evening but he is a hard-worker, working long hours to support his family. Alan's drinking is one of Rachel's pet-hates, she hates it when she sees him in this wasted state. Di is doing well in her studies, training to become a technician and working part-time too. Rachel is just an ordinary woman, unassuming, and likes to keep a low profile. Rachel doesn't attract the attention of men. She isn't ugly, by any stretch of the imagination, but she isn't an oil painting either. Her most striking feature is her heavy majestic bust resting on her petite figure. She keeps her long hair tied in a bun at the back and doesn't like shaving. Rachel has a very friendly nature, always likes to give big bear-hugs, and is always smiling. She has always treated me with the utmost respect and has shown sisterly affection at all times. I really enjoy her company, she's the complete opposite of my wife Carol. Yes, I have sniffed her panties when she stayed over. Yes, I have wanked over Rachel but the guilt-trip always spoiled things. On most occasions, I'd be ...
    fucking Rachel while I was physically fucking Carol. The group holiday that we all went on was the catalyst that evoked my true emotions. On the return flight, there had been a massive cock-up by the travel agent. Everyone apart from me and Rachel were boarded. We we told that we would have to wait until the next available flight. It was definitely a bummer but we accepted since there was no alternative. We bid goodbye to the others as Rachel and I decided to stay at the airport rather than go back to the hotel. We were both tired after the arduous journey but I kept myself awake with regular shots of espresso. Rachel was very tired too and the nagging back-pain didn't help matters either. In the waiting area, we managed to grab seats on the standard benches. Slowly, one after the other, all of the passengers began boarding their flights. Rachel and I were the only two left in the waiting area as cleaners smiled politely, going about their nightly routine. Rachel found the hard chrome metal bench uncomfortable. She kept shuffling around, trying to settle. Eventually, much to my delight, she managed to nod off. *** "Come on love, that's us," I nudged her out of the land of nod. We boarded our plane with the usual pushing, shoving, and jostling that you'd expect on a large aircraft. Once we were in the aircraft, I was pleasantly surprised that we had been upgraded to first-class. It was early hours of the morning when the plane took off, it was dark and utterly humid outside. There ...
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