Kelsey's confessions - Chapter 1 - Christmas with my stepbrother - Sex Stories

Kelsey's confessions - Chapter 1 - Christmas with my stepbrother

Kelsey’s confessions - Chapter 1 Chapter One - Christmas 2013 with my stepbrother – Introduction – How it started It seems surreal to think a year has passed since that night, Christmas eve, 2013, when my world changed so quickly and dramatically. First let me introduce my stepbrother and myself. In virtually every aspect, Michael and I were normal, typical teenagers. Michael and I were close; we fought; we shared some things and we also kept other things quite private. There was nothing before the Christmas of 2013 to suggest that our relationship would ever be anything other than normal. I had never even thought of Michael in a sexual way prior to that evening. My name is Kelsey and last Christmas, I was 17 years old, and a senior in high school. I was still very much a virgin. In fact, I was woefully inexperienced with the opposite sex. I was, and still am, five foot, seven inches tall, and I barely tipped the scales at 115 lbs. I had small but perky 32 B cup breasts, and was just starting to form the ‘round bumper butt’ teenage boys lust after. I knew that I was pretty. I had large green eyes, full lips and long dark brown hair. Yes, I had a very attractive face. But rather than a body that turned heads at the high school, I had a thin, sleek body of a model. I was a runner, with virtually no body fat. Over the next few years, I knew that I would ‘fill out'; but during my last year, in high school I was rather thin. I knew my best years were still in front of me. I was, ...

... and still am, quite intelligent. I was vying for valedictorian of my graduating class. This seemed to intimidate the boys at my high school. In short, I did not attract a great deal of attention from the boys at my school. The boys at my school seemed to treat me more like a friend or a 'buddy' than like a potential romantic partner. Yes, I was inexperienced. I had gone a few dates, but nothing serious had developed. Not only was I a virgin, I really had no experience with the opposite sex to speak of. I had never seen a penis, and no one had touched me intimately below the waist. Then there's my sex life, which really consisted of masturbation, a skill at which I had become somewhat adept. I was not in a hurry to change that. I knew that when the time was right, these things would happen naturally. But right now, I was comfortable satisfying my physical needs by stimulating my 'little nubbins' with my fingers until I experienced a pleasant climax that would let me drift off to sleep most nights. As for my stepbrother, Michael, he stood 6 foot 2 inches tall with muscular, broad shoulders and a wonderful physique. He had grey-blue eyes, a strong jaw, and an engaging smile. But despite his good looks and charm, he was shy and unsure of himself with the opposite sex, which gave him a cute, vulnerable, yet appealing aura about him. If I am honest, he was a more attractive sixteen year old male than I was as a seventeen year old female. But I would have died before acknowledging to ...