I'm Finally home! - Sex Stories

I'm Finally home!

... the kitchen. Opening the utility door that lead into the kitchen itself my mother, father and two sisters were sat at table eating dinner. “David. . .” said my mother in shock. My dad turned his head and said nothing. Looking at me tears welled up in his eyes. Jumping up out of his chair he wrapped his arms around me tightly. “Son, I have missed you.” I can honestly admit I cried then too. My mother and my two sisters followed suit. Later that evening when my mom and dad had gone off to bed due to fatigue and my youngest sister had gone off home herself as she had work in the morning and an eager husband waiting on her. My youngest sister Trisha is 26, the older sister Rachel 29 and I turned 30 two weeks ago. Sitting out on the deck at the back of the house Rachel and I sipped on some ice cold marguerites. “I still can’t believe your home.” Said my sister blushing a bright shade of red. “I know, it feels like a lifetime since I sat out here.” “Yeah you asshole, why didn't you come home sooner?” asked Rachel with a touch of anger but smiling from ear to ear at the same time. I’ll never understand women fully. “I had intended to while I was in Canada but when I made my way to China, I was engulfed in a world discipline, sacrifice and dedication.” “Yeah, I seen the news a month ago. You won the world championships. The Media is calling you the next Bruce Lee.” Laughing in response my sister smiled proudly. “I dunno, I guess, I’ve always dreamed of just disappearing for a few ...

... years, training and returning back home a different person, you know.” Biting her lower lip my sister was very obviously checking me out. “No kidding.” Looking at each other in the eye I knew lust when I seen it. My sisters had both changed a lot, especially Rachel. Trisha had always been petite and slim with her jet black hair and small frame. Rachel had been overweight last time I seen her. The woman who sat across from me in the sunbathing chair was a completely different woman. She was slim, well toned and she let her natural blonde hair grow out. In short, my sister was HOT. “Can I help you?” asked Rachel cheekily. “H-huh, what do you mean?” Why was I stuttering? “You’re not the only one who’s changed, you know.” Standing up my sister showcased her model like body. Tanned and tone with strong thick but elegant legs barely contained in a short denim mini skirt. I could make out the faint lines of toned abs over shadowed by massive tits in a white bikini bra that looked like it was going to explode at any given minute. “Do you like what you see?” her question provoked an odd burning sensation within me. A second later my cock was twitching I could feel it growing harder. I was already semi-erect. . . “Um, yeah, you look beautiful.” Tanned and all as my sister was she went a scarlet shade of red. As my cheeks tightened with embarrassment my cock head began to tingle. It grew and it grew and was now fully erect. I was so lost day dreaming about how sexy my sister looked I ...