How Traditions Start – part 15

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

“Yes.” Liz said assuring. “If I told you I 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 I 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.

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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 came down. Her mother and Presley were in the kitchen, making breakfast, Molly was in the living room on her phone, and Zach was reading the paper. Tom was outside working, and Jack hadn’t come down yet.

“Happy birthday!” Zach called out, looking up from the paper as he noticed Lisa coming down the stairs.

“Thank you.” Lisa said sweetly, looking at her brother from the bottom of the stairs. She stopped to smell the delicious scents of her mother cooking breakfast and walked over to the kitchen.

Zach studied his youngest sister as she walked. He noted how much she developed over the past year, though she still looked younger than her age. She was 5’3 and slim with long blonde hair and light blue eyes. He looked at her, noting for the first time the slight curve of her hips and her small tight butt. She had a pair of small breasts, perky b-cups, a little smaller than Molly’s.

“Thinking about what it’s going to be like with Lisa?” Molly whispered to her twin brother as she slipped beside him, following his gaze to her.

“She looks so young. I can’t believe she’s eighteen already.” Zach whispered back and glanced sideways at his sister. “It will be weird doing it with her.” Zach added.

“Weirder than with Presley?” Molly asked.

“Yes.” Zach said, taking a breath. “Presley isn’t that much younger than us, and, well, she didn’t look so…young, when she was her age.” Zach added.

“Yeah, I guess I know what you mean.” Molly said giggling, looking over at Presley setting the table. “But you don’t think Lisa is pretty?” she asked, still in a hushed tone.

“It’s not that. She’s cute and she looks like you when you were younger, but she’s just so…innocent. It’s hard thinking about doing it with her.” Zach explained and sighed.

“I know what you mean. I had the same feeling before my night with Jack, but once we were both naked, things just started flowing.” Molly explained and looked at her brother as he nodded hopeful, still transfixed on Lisa. “Hey, we never got a chance to talk about Kristen, what happened, why did you guys break up?” Molly asked.

Zach blinked and looked away from Lisa and at Molly. She was probably the person he trusted most in the world. “Swear you won’t tell anybody?” Zach asked in a hushed tone, his expression serious.

“Why, what happened?” Molly asked, her eyes going wide.

“You won’t tell anyone?” Zach asked again.

“No, I promise. Now tell me. I thought everything was good and you were serious.” Molly said.

“Yeah, everything was good, and we were serious for a long time.” Zach said.

“So, what happened?” Molly asked curiously.

Zach took a long deep breath, turning his body to his sister. “I told her.” He said quietly.

“You told her?” Molly asked confused.

“About my first time, about mom, about you, about Presley.” Zach told Molly.

“Oh my god, why would you do that?” Molly asked.

“We were talking, a few months ago, and she got to telling me about her first time. She asked me who my first was and I told her I didn’t remember. She knew I was lying, and I think at first, she thought I was embarrassed to tell her she was my first, but then she thought about our first time and realized it wasn’t very likely. She kept asking, but each time I told her to drop it.”

“Why did you end up telling her then?” Molly asked.

“A few weeks ago, she asked me again but wouldn’t drop it this time. I told her that if she knew she might not look at me the same. It was a stupid thing to say and it only made her push more, promising that nothing I said would make her stop loving me. I loved her and trusted her, and I thought that coming clean with her would be good, so I ended up telling her everything.” Zach continued saying quietly.

“Everything?” Molly asked, and Zach nodded morosely.

“I told her about losing my virginity to mom, about you and dad, about me and you, and Presley, and well, all of it.” Zach said regretfully. “She couldn’t believe it. Kristen came from a conservative family and it really freaked her out. She told me she needed some time to process what I told her, then a few days later she told me she couldn’t do it anymore and we broke up.” Zach said, finishing with a heavy sigh.

“Wow, that’s rough.” Molly said empathetically.

“Yeah, well. Maybe it was for the best.” Zach said, not truly believing it and tried to smile.

“Zach, get your father, breakfast is ready.” Their mother’s voice cut them off.

“Okay.” Zach said, placing his hand on his sister’s leg. He gave her one last shrug then went to get their father.

—

Like every birthday breakfast in the Fletcher household it was hearty and delicious. Liz prepared Lisa’s favorite, blueberry pancakes, along with much more food. Zach’s gloomy mood from his conversation with Molly evaporated and he went back to talking and laughing cheerfully as they ate.

After breakfast, there was much work to be done around the farm. Lisa had the day off, as was customary on birthdays, but the rest of the family chipped in. Tom was glad to have his two strong boys helping him and brought them along for the more physical tasks that would have taken him much longer to do without their help.

Lisa enjoyed her last birthday at home to its fullest. After breakfast she went back to her room and changed. When she came back down, her mother prepared her a small picnic basket. She grabbed at and walked over to the stable where her sister helped her saddle up one of the horses. She loved horseback riding and went for a ride. She stopped when they got to the stream on the northern edge of their property and climbed off Bowie. She let the horse graze as she spread out a blanket on the ground and snacked on the content of the picnic basket while reading a book. She took a nap, enjoying the gentle spring breeze on her skin, and woke up to Bowie nuzzling her.

Lisa rode back cheerfully, unsaddled Bowie and groomed him. She returned to the house where Jack was helping their mom cook dinner and smiled at them.

“How was your ride?” Jack asked his younger sister as she took a seat at the kitchen table.

“It was fun. I rode out to the creek.” She told her brother. She thought he was looking at her a bit strangely but didn’t give it much thought.

“Cool.” Jack said and quickly turned around as his sister caught him staring at her. “Dinner should be ready in about an hour, I think. Right mom?” Jack asked.

“An hour, maybe an hour-and-a-half, I haven’t started working on dessert yet. Plenty of time for you to get ready.” Liz said, smiling at her daughter.

“Okay, thanks mom.” Lisa said and ran upstairs.

Lisa took a nice long shower as she got ready for her birthday dinner. She washed thoroughly, lathering up her body with a perfumed soap one of her sisters brought with her and washed it off, delighted with the lingering delicate scent. She stepped out of the shower, wrapped a large tower around her body, from chest to knee, another towel around her wet hair, and walked over to her room. She sat on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror, and removed the small towel, rubbing her hair dry. She grabbed her purple hairbrush from the nightstand and gently brushed her long blond hair.

Lisa finished brushing her hair and walked over to her closet. She picked out a pair of red panties, the cutest ones she owned, and a white lace bra and tossed them on the bed. She continued rummaging through her closet for another ten minutes before finally deciding on a light green skirt and a white top.

Lisa blushed as she let the towel drop and studied the reflection of her naked young body in the mirror. She turned to one side, studying herself, then to the other, sticking out her tight butt, then grabbed her clothes. She pulled the panties on, up along her smooth legs, then put on the bra. She thought she looked cute in her underwear and blushed as she wondered if guys would find her sexy. She pushed the thought out of her mind and pulled on the skirt, zipping it up on the side, then pulling on the top. She studied herself in the mirror once more and was satisfied with what she saw. The green skirt was loose and reached down a little below her knees. The white top was soft and tight. The fabric was almost see-through, and the sleeves were of medium length, reaching past her elbows. She gave herself one last glance, noting how her blonde hair complimented the top, then put on a pair of elegant slippers and moved downstairs.

“There’s the birthday girl.” Tom said, raising his bottle of beer in salute. He finished cleaning up and was dressed for dinner, wearing a pair of dark blue slacks and a black polo shirt. Next to him Zach was sitting with a beer of his own in hand, also clean and handsomely dressed. Delicious smells drifted over from the kitchen as Presley set the table and her mother was just finishing up the cooking.

“I’ll open the wine.” Molly said as she reached the bottom of the stairs, wearing a cute light blue dress, her blonde hair in a high ponytail. She passed Lisa, smiling at her and continued to the kitchen.

Lisa took a seat in the living room with her father and brother, relaxed, and watched as Molly came back with a bottle of wine. She popped the cork and brought out a few wine glasses, pouring the violet liquid into each one. She grabbed two glasses and came over.

“Here.” Molly said kindly as she handed Lisa one of the glasses and sat down next to her. Lisa took it reluctantly, then looked at her father. She drank wine before, a few sips here and there, but never so openly with her parents. Her father nodded his approval, raising his beer, and Molly clinched her glasses to hers. “Cheers.” Her older sister said. “Happy birthday.” She added, smiling and her brother and father nodded, raising their bottles.

Jack was the last one to get out of the shower and join everyone, and once he was there, they all took their place around the dinner table. They ate and laughed as the family celebrated Lisa’s eighteenth birthday with the traditional family dinner. Liz made all of Lisa’s favorites, and another bottle of wine was quickly opened. They drank, and cheered and laughed and told stories, everyone saying how surprised they were that little Lisa was suddenly grown up.

After the main course, the family retired to the living room for dessert and presents. There were a lot of presents, one from her parents and one from each of her siblings, one of the perks of being the youngest. Lisa smiled and thanked them as she opened her presents with delight.

Presley let out a fake yawn and stretched her arms as they were finishing up. “I think I’ll get to bed; I’m getting kind of tired.” Presley said and got to her feet.

“Yeah, me too.” Jack added with another fake yawn and got to his feet.

“Us too.” Zach and Molly added, exchanging looks with terrible fake yawns, and got up. They all gave their father and youngest sister an unmistakable look and hurried upstairs.

“Smooth guys.” Liz called after them, shaking her head, then looked at her youngest daughter who sat there baffled.

“What’s going on?” Lisa asked, looking from her mother to her father, realizing something was up.

“Well…” Liz started saying, exchanging a nervous look with her husband.

“Your mother and I have one more special thing planned for your birthday.” Tom said nervously, looking at his young daughter and watching her eyes widen with glee.

“Oh my god really?” she let out in excitement. “What is it?” she asked.

“Let’s go to our bedroom and I’ll explain everything.” Tom said. Lisa looked at her father confused, then turned to look at her mother. Liz nodded at her, glass of wine in hand, and Lisa got to her feet.

“Isn’t mom coming too?” Lisa asked as she followed her father to his bedroom, realizing her mother was not following.

“No sweetie. Come in and I’ll explain everything.” Tom said and opened the bedroom door, ushering her in and closing the door behind her. “You can go ahead and sit down on the bed.” Tom added and Lisa quietly obliged, doing just that.

“What’s going on?” Lisa asked confused. She looked up at her father and noted how nervous he seemed.

Tom stood facing his youngest daughter and fidgeted with his hands nervously. It was the third time he was doing this, with his third daughter, but it didn’t make him any less nervous. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and gave his daughter what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “Lisa sweetie, you’re…you’re eighteen today, an adult, a woman.” Tom started saying as his daughter studied him curiously. “Well, in a few months you’re going to college and starting life on your own. I know it wasn’t always easy growing up here, with only your brothers and sisters as friends your own age. Now that you’re all grown up, there is something I want us to do, something to help you prepare for when you leave the house.” Tom said, voice leveled trying to look calm and in control.

“What?” Lisa asked, brow furrowed, staring at her father unsure.

“Well sweetie, most people you will meet in college did not grow up like you. They went to school, they had friends, the boys had girlfriends and the girls…boyfriends. Most girls already kissed a guy, and most already…had…sex.” Tom said and watched his daughter blush with embarrassment. “We…we think it’s important for you to also experience those things before leaving the house, and now that you’re eighteen….”

“What do you mean? What kind of things?” Lisa asked, looking alarmed.



“Intimacy, what you should expect from guys, and well, sex.” Tom said nervously.

“Se…sex?” Lisa asked stuttering, blushing a bright red as she said the word. It felt dirty on her tongue.

“Yes. We think that it will really help get you ready if…if you and I…had…sex.” Tom said and watched his daughter’s eyes widen in shock.

“You…you want us…to…to…have…sex?” Lisa asked horrified.

“Yes.” Tom said nodding.

“But…but, you’re my dad, I’m your daughter.” Lisa said, sounding scared.

“I know sweetie.” Tom said in a soothing voice, nodding. “I know it’s not…conventional, and I know it’s scary, having sex for the first time, but trust me, this is for you. To help you.” Tom said nervously.

“No dad, this is wrong, I don’t want to.” Lisa said, her eyes tearing up.

“Baby, it’s okay.” Tom said and took a step forward, but Lisa flinched back. “I won’t do anything if you don’t want to, but I do think you should think about it. You should also know that all your siblings were in the exact same spot that you are when they turned eighteen, and they all went through with it and are glad they did.” Tom added.

“Wha…what, what are you talking about?” Lisa asked, eyes large, lip trembling. She could not believe what her father just said.

“Yes. I had sex with both your sisters on their eighteenth birthday, and your brothers both had sex with your mother on their birthday.” Tom said, exposing the dirty tradition to the last member of the family.

“Mom? Mom had sex with Zach and Jack?” Lisa asked incredulous and watched her father nod. “And she knows you had sex with Presley and Molly? She knows you want to have sex with me?” Lisa asked amazed.

“Yes.” Tom said, his mouth dry. He didn’t know what else to say to his daughter’s response and the disgusted look on her face.

“No way! There is no way mom is okay with this.” Lisa said with an edge in her voice. She had no idea what was going on, but she did not believe this conversation was real.

“Sweetie, you don’t need to be scared. You know I would never do anything to hurt you, but yes, your mother really did have sex with your brothers and knows about this.” Tom said and saw the uncertainty on his daughter’s face.

“Where is mom?” Lisa asked, her voice shrill.

“In the living room.” Tom said casually. “You want to ask her for yourself?” Tom asked. Lisa squirmed a little, looking unsure, but ended up nodding.

Tom took a deep frustrated breath and walked over to the door.