Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 111

Introduction:

"Lisa finally comes of age and is ready to spend her night with daddy, but after taking both of his older giris' virginities, things with his youngest daughter do not go as expected."

How Traditions Start - part 15

An original story by Starrynight.

A sleepy smile formed on Lisa's face as she slid between the covers of her own bed. It was an exciting week for her, checking out the college she would attend next year along with her mother, meeting up with her oldest sister, Molly, and returning home to find Presley and Jack already there.

Lisa sighed, cuddling a large pillow, as she thought about her upcoming eighteenth birthday. Her entire family would be home to celebrate the occasion and Lisa couldn't wait. She missed her siblings and was looking forward to spending the next few days with them.

Liz sat on the edge of her large bed and looked at her husband unsure. She was wearing an old loose white T-shirt and stripped pajama pants. Her husband was wearing a dark blue shirt, a pair of old sweatpants and was looking at her nervously, an apologetic expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, I should have asked you." Tom said, giving his wife his most sincere gaze, trying to read her. He had just told her that he had sex with their daughter, Presley, last night.

Liz kept staring at him, trying to figure out how she felt about it and couldn't quite decide. It was an odd situation, most wives would be calling the police after hearing their husbands had sex with their daughter, but Liz was not most wives, and when it came to incest, they weren't like most families. She couldn't consider what her husband did cheating. He did sleep with their daughter without checking with her, but he had slept with her before, and the last time he did it was because of the family tradition she had instigated.

"It's alright." Liz said calmly after she let Tom squirm a little.

"It's alright." Liz said calmly after she let Tom squirm a little.

"It is?" Tom asked surprised, expecting his wife to be at least somewhat angry with him.

"Yes." Liz said assuring. "If I told you had sex again with one of the boys, would it bother you?" Liz asked her husband.

"Huh, I guess no, not really." Tom said, realizing it was the case after considering it for a moment. "I mean, they're your sons and you were their first. Tom added, looking at his wife.

"I am a little mad at you for not checking with me, but I'm not really angry that you had sex with her." Liz said to her husband who looked relieved. She got to her feet then moved around to her side of the bed. "I do expect you to make it up to me though." Liz added with a naughty grin. She looked at Tom as she slipped her fingers into the waistband of her pajama pants and pulled them down, exposing a pair of black cotton panties. She stepped out of her pants, looking at the amused smile on Tom's face, then grabbed her panties and removed them, pulling them down her legs and stepping out of them. She climbed onto the bed, grabbed another pillow, then leaned back against the headboard.

"Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into?" Tom said grinning and watched his wife spread her bare legs.

"It's the least you could do to make it up to me. Liz said with a naughty smirk as she exposed herself to her husband. Her mound was covered with a wild dark bush, and she ran a finger along her slit as he climbed onto the bed and advanced towards her, licking his lips.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll make it up to you good. Tom said with a grin as he moved between his wife's spread legs. He ran his hands along her thighs, spreading them wider, then dove in, tongue out. and started licking her intimate folds.

"Ugh yes! Liz moaned as her husband licked her cunt. "And don't you dare stop until tell you to." Liz said between moans.

"Yes ma'am." Tom said obediently, a smile on his face, and pressed his mouth back to his wife's pussy.

The following day the house bustled with activity as it filled once more with the Fletcher children. There was much chatter and laughter as they sat around the large dining room table, the one they barely used anymore, and ate breakfast. After breakfast, everyone gave a hand, helping around the farm. They were eager and enthusiastic and by lunchtime, what would usually take all day, was done.

Zach arrived in the afternoon and was greeted by his sisters shrieking with excitement. They jumped him as he entered, and he gave each a long hug. It was great having the entire family back home, each one taking a break from work and school to come home for some family time and to celebrate Lisa's birthday. Tom and Liz were ecstatic to have all their kids under the same roof, and Lisa was excited to spend time with her older siblings.

The family spent the rest of the day catching up with one another, discussing what was going on with them. They shared how work and school were going, about any current relationships, and any interesting news. They laughed and talked and had fun, enjoying some much-awaited family time.

'So, Lisa, are you excited about your birthday?" Jack asked his younger sister. It seemed an innocent question in her eyes and she nodded, grinning, but everyone else knew what it meant and exchanged knowing glances.

After dinner, one by one, the family retired to their rooms. Zach was tired from the drive and his siblings where tired from helping around the farm. They called it a day early and went to bed.

Lisa woke up already smiling. It was her birthday today and she was legally an adult. She threw off the covers with excitement and got to her feet, wondering what her family had planned. She stepped over to the mirror and studied herself, but her reflection looked the same as it had the previous day. Lisa shrugged, running her hand through her tussled blond hair, and stepped over to her closet. She was wearing only a pair of cotton pink panties and one of her brother's old shirts. She grabbed a pair of tight dark jeans, a white bra and a cute yellow top and tossed them on the bed. She looked at herself in the mirror as she pulled her jeans on, then removed her shirt. She studied her breasts in the mirror for a moment before putting on the bra, they were not as big and full as her mother's or Presley's, but she liked them. She put on the bra, shifting it into place, pulled on the top, smiled at her reflection one last time and left her bedroom to wash up.

Most of the family was already downstairs when Lisa carne down.