1. Chapter 4 – Kelsey’s Confessions – Christmas Eve - the parents come home unexpectedly


    Date: 5/4/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 22, Source: LushStories

    to be carried up the stairs, they would just leave it on the bottom step for Michael or me to carry up. But that was not the point. “Michael, we can’t be ‘together’ when they are here. We just can’t. We probably shouldn’t be doing this any more regardless of whether or not they are home; but when they are here, we have to behave.” “I just want to hold you for a few minutes. I just need to hold you.” Michael pleaded as he released my breast, got up, and walked over to lock my bedroom door that led to the hallway. I said nothing. I knew this was crazy, but I too wanted the contact. I wanted to be held. The lock made a distinct click as Michael pushed it, assuring me that the door was indeed locked. No one could just walk in on us. I could see just the outline of his form as he returned to the bed. “Michael, we can’t do this. It is too risky.” I protested. But I knew my tone was unsure and not convincing. The lack of conviction in my voice revealed to my stepbrother what I knew deep inside; I wanted him to stay a while. He sat on the side of my bed and slowly he pulled back my quilt. I could feel my pulse quicken in anticipation. Michael placed his hand on my inner thigh between my legs on the outside of my pajama bottoms. Instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together, trapping his fingers and preventing their ascent towards my pussy. Michael stopped his upward movement with his fingers trapped between my upper thighs, and waited patiently. I could not see his face clearly in ...
    the dark, but I could feel him looking at me, waiting for me to relent. I felt myself grow flush as burns of embarrassment spread across my neck and chest. I knew I was a deep crimson color. I lay there for fifteen to twenty excruciatingly long seconds as I struggled with either allowing or denying my stepbrother access to my vagina, which was starting to lubricate at just the thought of what might happen next. With shame burning across me body, I slowly opened my thighs while saying, “Michael, we can’t do this.” As I write this, I fully realize how foolish it sounds to verbally object as I opened my legs to allow my stepbrother to touch me intimately, but that is precisely what I did. Even in the darkness, I could see the whiteness of his teeth showing as he smiled broadly, realizing that I was spreading my legs so that he could finger me again. I know he was very pleased with himself and he was enjoying the power he had over me. When Michael’s fingers reached my vulva, he found my clitoris and then moved his fingers to my opening. “Damn, Kelsey, you are very wet down here. Did I do this?” I did not know how to answer that question. I was not really comfortable discussing the profound reaction my body had to my stepbrother’s touch. I remained silent for several moments before speaking. “I guess so, there is nobody else making me respond this way. It is only you,” I said, trying to make light of his question. Michael ran his fingers up and down my slit, making the crotch of my ...
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