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“Honey, time to wake up!” My aunt opens the blinds so the sun shines in my eyes.
“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you” she sings to me. She has always done this on my birthdays. Since my mom died and left me with my step dad and his sons, she is the only mother figure I have.
I jumped up to get dressed, but she reminded me that she picked out my outfit for my 18th birthday party. “I didn’t sleep much Aunt Julie, I was so nervous about my birthday party today,” I whine. After today I will finally be allowed to date boys. My big protective stepbrothers have made sure that boys haven’t come within a mile of me. It is family tradition not to date until after your 18th birthday.
“You are 18 today!” she chirps. “You are going to have a great time. Take a shower and get ready. I will bring you up some breakfast.” I hear her walk down the stairs and tell my Stepdad and step brothers that I am up getting ready. The celebration won’t begin until everyone is here.
As I take off my pajamas and run a bubble bath, I stare at myself in the full length mirror. Funny, I don’t look any older than I was yesterday. No major changes so far. My breasts are still perky tipped by pink nipples, and the rest unseen and untouched.
I sink into my bubble bath, relaxing, knowing that I need to look my absolute best for my 18th birthday celebration. I have some time so I shave my legs and then experimentally, my escort pendik pussy.
“Sunny, I have put your breakfast on your bed for when you are ready for it. I also laid out the dress you need to wear today. Only wear what I set out on your bed and nothing else. It is tradition.”
I take that as a sign that I need to eat and get ready for today’s celebration. When I look at the dress she picked out, I see that it is a simple summer dress; nothing else. Not even a pair of shoes. I put on my dress and wait for her to return. I am so excited about the celebration, and the family tradition I was about to experience. Finally, I am about to become a woman and all that entails (whatever that is)
Aunt Julie appears in the door. “Okay honey, are you ready for your 18th birthday celebration?”
“I think so. I am not sure what to expect” I said quietly. “Are you sure this is what I should be wearing?”
“Absolutely, Sunny,” she says, “but I do need to tell you one thing.” She takes my hand. “I am so proud of you. I know that this is a big milestone, and I hope you realize how much your dad and brothers love you.”
“Stepdad and step brothers,” I say.
“Anyway,” she waves off the comment. “This is your first day as a woman in our family, so enjoy your celebration. I have to leave, but your brother Caleb will be up shortly to escort you down the stairs. istanbul escort Don’t be afraid. Embrace this change and you will have an amazing day.” She turned and left my room. A few minutes later I hear her leave the house, so I quietly wait for my stepbrother Caleb to come get me.
It doesn’t take long. His steps are heavy and quick on the stairs. He moves quickly for a six and a half foot man. I have always loved how big of a man he is, really the whole family is huge compared to my five foot three inch slim form. When we were younger, he and his brother Greg, were my protectors. Nobody would mess with me, or try to date me. They were always scared of my “brothers”. Although I tell everyone they are my step brothers and stepdad. They all love it when I call them my brothers and my stepdad, daddy.
“Hey sis, you ready?” Caleb asks gently from behind me. I feel his hands on my hips
“I am going to make sure you love everything about today, so don’t be nervous okay?” he asks. “Greg and I both will be with you the whole time.”
I am so thankful that both of my step-brothers will be with me through all of this. I don’t remember them having such a big to-do on their 18th. “So, what is going to happen today?”
Caleb whispers gently in my ear raising goosebumps all over my body. “You are going to come downstairs where we are waiting with dad, Uncle Tony, his sons, Dylan and escort kurtköy Donovan, and dad’s best friend Axel. There are seven of us downstairs waiting to make your day amazing,” he says. “I don’t mean to scare you, but if at any point today you need a break, say ‘cherry’ or, if you are unable to speak, knock three times on any hard surface around you.” As if I know what the hell he is talking about.
“Give us a twirl baby,” he says, looking me up and down. Of course I oblige blushing the whole time. They each have their pet names for me. Caleb calls me baby, Greg calls me honey, and my stepdad has always called me sunshine.
“I drew the long straw so I get to escort you downstairs.” but first, he asks, “You didn’t cheat and add anything to your wardrobe today did you?”
He knows I am a rule follower, so as weird as it makes me feel going without panties or a bra, he knows I won’t cheat. Or at least I thought he would know that. “Let me check,” he says. “I don’t want anyone mad at me for not checking.” he reaches down, and pulls my dress up to my waist. He caresses my bare ass with both hands and gives me a quick kiss on my belly. “Good job, baby. Are you ready?”
I guess I am as ready as I ever will be. I flush all over, no man has ever touched me intimately. Caleb notices me hesitating so he takes my hands and looks into my eyes. “You are going to love this. I promise” he says before he leads me to the stairs. I hold on to the handrail with one hand, and his hand with the other not knowing what to expect.
There are soft masculine mutterings as I enter our large living room. “Sis, are you good?” he asks
“Yes, I think so.” I whisper. “but I’m not your sister.”
“Close enough,” he smirks.
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