Elizabeth's story: sexual discovery with my stepbrother - Sex Stories

Elizabeth's story: sexual discovery with my stepbrother

... undressed, donned my normal sleeping attire: a t-shirt and kept on my panties. And I climbed into bed. Almost without thinking, I found my fingers moving inside my panties as I revisited the image of my stepbrother’s naked body. I was surprised at how wet I was. My reaction embarrassed me. I felt ashamed , but very aroused. I rubbed small circles around my erect clitoris, and I achieved an orgasm remarkably quickly. Normally it takes me 15 minutes or so to masturbate to orgasm. Tonight I got myself there in about three minutes. I was not proud of myself at that moment. But the orgasm was more intense than normal. My self induced sexual release relaxed me, and I drifted off to sleep still thinking about that wonderfully erotic image of my stepbrother’s penis. The next morning: I awoke, went down and moved Gary’s clothes from the washer to the dryer. I was feeling some compassion for him, so I got a glass of juice and two Tylenol pills, and took them to him. Additionally, I am ashamed to admit, I did feel a magnetic attraction to try to sneak a peek at Gary’s penis again. I had my robe on over my tee shirt and panties. As I approached Gary’s bedroom door with the juice and Tylenol, I untied my robe and allowed it to hang open from my shoulders. I would like to claim I do not know why I did this; but that would be a lie. Something inside me, which I do not understand, wanted to expose my firm, and now erect, braless nipples and panties to Gary’s gaze. I must admit, after being ...

... so intrigued by Gary’s body myself; I wanted Gary to admire my body as well; I wanted Gary to acknowledge, even if only to himself, that his older sister was developing a very nice body too. I was not thinking about any physical contact between us; but I did want to demonstrate that I looked pretty damn good too. I wanted my stepbrother to know that he was not the only one with a phenomenally nice body in the making. As I said, I do not fully understand why getting an admiring glance from Gary was important to me. Why did I want him to notice my figure? I simply do not know; but I did. The very thought of what I was going to do, and the vivid image of his naked penis caused my nipples to harden and my vagina to grow moist. I felt wicked, and that wickedness excited me. Up to this point in my life, I had been the perfect vestal virgin; untouched without having a single wicked thought or action. I knocked on the door and, again, opened it without waiting for an invitation in. “Gary, are you still alive? Here take this, it will help you feel human again.” I walked in offering the juice and Tylenol. Gary stirred, and tried to open his eyes, but clearly was having trouble focusing. He was lying on his back, very much in the same position that I had left him in last night. The sheet which was lying over his naked form revealed a clear and distinct outline of his shape. The very first thing that I noticed was the huge erection Gary was sporting this morning. The sheet did little to ...