How Traditions Start - S01 E121

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How Traditions Start - S01 E121

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 121

Introduction:

After losing her virginity to her father, it's time for Lisa to spend the night with her oldest brother Zach.

How Traditions Start - Part 121

An original story by Starrynight.

"Despite petty attempts to keep me from posting further, methodically negatively rating my long time high rated stories (no speculation here, I received very clear responses and messages), here is the next chapter."

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The bedroom was warm and stuffy as the late morning sun shone in through the windows. Lisa stirred in bed, kicking the covers off as she slowly came into consciousness. She groaned softly, a sleepy groan, and stretched her hands to the sides as her eyelids fluttered, opening slowly, then opening wide with alarm.

Lisa was completely naked, laying on her large bed, on her back with her legs sprawled. If anyone walked into her room, they would see her like that. Although it was warm, Lisa quickly pulled the blanket over herself. Sleeping naked was not something she did, and she sighed in relief. She immediately started feeling hot.

Lisa slipped her legs from under the blanket, pulling it to the top of her thighs, and down to her young breasts, just barely covering them. She pulled her hands out and placed them on top, sighing once more. She was fully awake now, and her mind immediately went back to the previous night.

The tingling sensation between her legs returned as she thought back to what she did with her parents last night. She recalled her father touching her riaked body, licking her cunny, and how it felt to touch and lick his penis. She watched her mother and father also do naughty things to each other, showing her things and even having sex in front of her. Lisa flushed as the image from the previous night popped into her head, her mother on her back, legs spread, and her father entering her for Lisa's benefit, showing how to have sex. It was so bad, so naughty, but thinking about it caused another tingle between Lisa's legs.

Lisa slowly slipped her right hand under the covers, tracing her finger along her nipple. It felt good, touching herself like that. Her little nipples were hard from her dirty thoughts, and Lisa gasped softly, biting her lower lip as she pinched her left nipple, a surge of pleasure following it. She slid her hand down her body timidly, the tingling sensation growing, and ran it over her pubic hair. She thought back to her father between her spread legs, her mother watching from the side, and slid her thumb to her cunny. She touched her clit, gasping, and traced her fingers along her slit. She moved her fingers up and down, caressing her intimate lips, and stifled a soft moan. She knew she was doing something naughty, but her body begged for her to continue, tingling waves of pleasure tickling her as she continued to touch herself. She pressed her finger tighter against her slit as she continued, her pussy so hot and wet. She slid her fingers, thinking of how her father pressed his penis to her vagina last night, just before he entered her. She kept caressing herself until she found her index finger at the entrance to her hole.

Lisa froze, her body rigid, breathing heavily. She was flustered, her entire body on fire, and every instinct told her she should push her finger in. She thought back to last night, the last seconds before her father made her into a woman, and cautiously started pushing. Her finger was gentle and thin, and she felt her labia barely parting as she pushed herself in. Her finger easily slid in until the first knuckle and Lisa whimpered with pleasure. She felt no resistance as she continued to push her finger in, the pleasure only growing. She thought back to her father penetrating her, striping her of her virginity, and she recalled the image as she pushed her finger all the way inside of her, closing her eyes as she whimpered, trembling with sexual pleasure.

A sense of guilt took Lisa as she finally pulled her hand away from her privates. It felt so good, but also felt naughty. She glanced at the door as she quickly got to her feet and stepped over to her closet. She put on the first pair of bra and panties she grabbed, then relaxed. She opened the window, letting in a nice spring breeze, then continued to dress, wearing a pair of old jeans shorts

and a light brown t-shirt.

The house was quiet as Lisa climbed down the stairs. She was nervous about seeing her siblings after what she found out last night, and especially after learning that they knew exactly what she did last night. The house was still silent as Lisa reached the bottom of the stairs, looking around. She could hear the familiar sounds of the farm from outside, and spotted remnants of breakfast as she made her way to the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of juice, just as the back door swung open. Lisa turned her head in alarm and watched as her mother slowly walked in, humming to herself cheerfully.

'Good morning." Liz told her youngest daughter and watched her close the fridge with a bottle in her hand.

"Morning mom." Lisa said, feeling relieved and grabbed a glass.

"How did you sleep?" Liz asked her daughter sweetly.

'Good. Why didn't you wake me?" Lisa asked as she poured herself some juice. She was used to her parents waking her up early for breakfast before starting another day of tending to the farm.

"We thought you might like to sleep in late today. Liz answered, watching her daughter, then walked over to the fridge. "Are you still okay with...everything? Does anything hurt?" Liz asked somewhat shyly.

"Um, I'm okay. Thanks mom." Lisa said blushing and took a long gulp.

"Good." Liz said nodding. She grabbed two water bottles from the fridge then looked back at her daughter. "Well, we left you some breakfast. Liz said gesturing to the table. "I need to get back, but once you're done, Molly could use some help in the stables if you're up for it." Liz said.

Lisa looked at her mother, nervous about seeing her sister, but she knew she couldn't delay it forever. "Okay mom." Lisa finally said and Liz smiled at her before going back outside with the water in her hand.

Liz's mind was uneasy as she walked back to the barn where Tom and the boys were doing some work. She walked over to where they were working and handed each of her boys a bottle of water. All three of them were shirtless, wearing just jeans and working boots, their bare chests and hair, sweaty.

"Thanks mom." Zach said as he grabbed the water and Liz watched him drink, looking at the sweat dripping down his muscular chest as he tilted his head back. He drank thirstily,

downing half the bottle, and tossed it to his father who wiped his brow with the back of his hand.