Falling for my Stepbrothers

PART ONE; CHAPTERS TWO

CHAPTER TWO

Mary and Tina

After dad died and moved over the summer break, I found myself in a pretty depressed state and lonely. I hadn't met any friends yet because we moved during the summer break, and most families were on their family holiday. So, in the beginning, I went through a pretty dark goth phase. I don't think I have worn a piece of clothing brighter than gray for a few weeks. I was moody all the time, I just couldn't seem to find the energy to do anything, much less find the energy to locate something to wear not dark, and gloomy. I didn't get along with mom, I just couldn't work with her. Didn't she get that I didn't sign up for any of this? Is this my life? Any chance I'm able to get away from the house, I do so. Oftentimes, I'm at sleepovers at my best friends' house, Mary and Tina, stepsisters, as well as the best two friends any girl could have, the only two friends any girl needs in her life. I think to myself protectively of them.

Laying in my bed, grabbing my phone, pulling up our group chat, and sending a message to them suggesting an unscheduled sleepover. They took me under their wing on my first day of fifth grade. I was the new girl in town, having moved into the area during the summer break, I hadn't come across them until the first day of school. Thinking back to that day, I remember the first period sitting in the back, where I always sat because I didn't like to be around a bunch of people. Not long after that, two of the prettiest girls I have ever seen walked into the class. They were both on the taller side, slim, and gorgeous, but that's where the similarities ended. Mary was gorgeous with long, raven hair and brown eyes, Tina had long blond hair with blue eyes and dimples when she smiled. They had lots of options to choose from, scanning the class and looking at the empty seats, and the people sitting on the other side. Eventually, their eyes fell on me, the two empty seats on either side of me and they smiled. Walking to the back of the class where I was sitting, each grabbing the seat beside me, they introduced themselves as non-bratty, anti-entitled, rich, down-to-earth stepsisters, going on to say they were hoping to find a friend or two, but they were rather private people. They thought the three of us could be the best of friends. I can relate, I stated I was like-minded, and we've been inseparable ever since.

As the years went by, we learned all of each other's secrets. I learned that they are very close stepsisters. Finding out that they like to play and experiment with each other is ironic because they are apparently unconventional as well, and I wanted to know more about that, but more on that later. I learned the following night at their house just how much the girls like to experiment on each other. I had woken up to use the bathroom, and I saw them together. They were touching and kissing each other in very wicked places, they didn't have any clothes on. When I saw them, I was shocked at first, but then I just sat there and watched. I remember getting excited and feeling wet between my legs. Remembering how I started touching myself, watching them was pretty hot. Their smiles, when they saw that I was watching them, and touching myself made me giddy inside. "I knew we chose the right friend Mary," I remember Tina had said laughing as she lowered her head to continue tonguing Mary's p***y.

Moaning into Tina's mouth, "We have great taste in p***y Tina, one day we might get to see what hers tastes like." Mary had replied.

I exploded at that precise moment listening to them talk about wanting to taste me. Then we all fell asleep relaxed and content, at least until the next day when the sun is up and explanations needed to be provided.

The next day, they explain that they weren't raised together, so they don't feel like they are sisters, in a related sense. They explain that they are growing up, and are finding places on their bodies that feel good when they touch themselves. Tina had walked into the room and caught Mary touching herself. Mary, of course, was embarrassed to be caught and closed her legs. Rather than turning away, and as a complete shock to Mary, Tina comes over and gently opens her legs back up to look at her p***y. Mary told me Tina then started gliding her fingers up and down her slit, testing how wet she had gotten herself. She stated that she does this herself, and she confessed she thought about herself while she did it. Mary said it turned her on, and she didn't stop Tina when she bent her head to replace the actions of her fingers with her tongue. They started from that point on. They were so much more than mere stepsisters, they've never been closer. Their parents were so thrilled that they were getting along, they allowed them to redecorate their rooms. Rather than stay in separate rooms, they decided to share one. They bought two queen-sized beds, one for them to share, and the other for guests, which would be me. They turned the other room into a walk-in closet/ girl's cave. Yup, I have got the world's best, best friends. Soon they began to share affection.

After being friends with them for so long, all the sleepovers we had over the years, they eventually showed an interest in wanting to play with me. From that point on, the three of us became even closer. There were no other friends for any of us. I was becoming a very open-minded individual. I wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity to experiment with something that I had privately desired for a long time. The girls were my saviors, they were my escape. In the beginning, I was at their house every weekend, as my life began unraveling. I was practically living there myself. The Michelson's are my second family. They let me unravel, I guess because they knew I had to, but they looked out for me while I was doing it. They have always been my safe place, living in a modest four-bedroom house on the outskirts of town.

. They're very modest people because of being multi-millionaires. They make their money on private luxury cruise tours for the rich. How cool is that? Through them, I was growing up, and finding the desires that I wished to explore, and none of them were of the conventional variety.

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