Kelsey's Wet Dreams - Chapter 3 - Michael takes me to his room - Sex Stories

Kelsey's Wet Dreams - Chapter 3 - Michael takes me to his room

... room, he turned me towards him again, and kissed me passionately. As our tongues dancing between our interlocked mouths I realized that I was becoming obsessed with this man. He was triggering emotions deep within me that would not go away. There was genuine affection and love conveyed in our kiss, and it aroused me. Even more significant was the fact that with each instant I was becoming committed to him. He was taking possession of me. My stepbrother had seized something from within my core. Each time Michael touched and aroused me, kissed me, or made me cum, he was seizing a part of my soul. I knew that from this point forward, he would always own a part of me. I would always be his. And I suspected that I would always allow him to use me however he wanted. Michael had no idea how profoundly he was altering my psyche. And truthfully, neither did I! Michael pulled my shirt up, exposing my tiny breasts. He broke our kiss and I raised my arms over my head allowing him to pull the top over my head, leaving me naked. Suddenly I felt more exposed and embarrassed. Instinctively I covered my breasts with my hands in a peculiar show of modesty. Michael gently pulled my hands away from my breasts. “Let me look at you.” Strangely, I felt more embarrassment from my stepbrother gazing at my breasts than I did when he was studying my vagina earlier. The nipples on my tiny 34B cups stood erect and hard like tiny pebbles. I glanced in the mirror over his dresser and could see that the ...

... light pink color of my aureoles was lighter, and not nearly as pronounced as the darker pink nipples I had seen on other girls’ breasts in the locker room at gym class. I thought perhaps he would expect darker nipples. I blushed deeply under his gaze. “They are so tiny. You don’t want to look at these,” I protested. I was also concerned that Michael would be disappointed that they were not bigger. He wasn’t. “Nonsense. They are beautiful. You are beautiful.” His voice conveyed a genuine admiration. My eyes fell as he held my hands away from my breasts and studied my naked form. I watched his erection pulse upward and grow noticeably. My stepbrother really was responding to my nakedness. I aroused him. Just looking at my naked body aroused him noticeably. For the first time in my young life, I truly felt pretty and desirable. Suddenly, I wanted my stepbrother to look at me. I wanted to expose myself to him. I wanted to arouse him with my body. Michael took my hand and led me to the bed. As we lay naked next to each other, our privates pressed tightly together. I reached up and placed my hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes. Michael took my erect nipple between his fingers and gently caressed it. We kissed again. This time I felt no internal conflict and offered no resistance. I opened my mouth to accept my brother’s tongue willingly. I was feeling pure love and affection for my step brother. I wanted to give myself to him, to be his. I moved so that his erection was pressing ...