How Traditions Start – part 5

How Traditions Start – part 5

An original story by Starrynight.

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Presley woke up to a cold white winter morning. She opened her eyes and peered outside through the window at the snow-covered farm. It took a few seconds for the memories of the previous night to pop into her mind. She was not a virgin anymore, was the first thought to run through her mind, as a flutter filled her stomach.

It was still early, and the house was quiet as Presley stayed under the covers, replaying the events of what her father and her had done last night. While still thinking about it, Presley slowly slid her hand down her body and under her pajama pants. She combed her fingers through her bush, sliding them along her pubic mound until she reached her vagina. She gave her clit a little rub, thinking what her father had done down there only a couple hours ago. She then slid her middle finger along her slit before pushing it into her warm wet pussy.

At the age of eighteen and a day, Presley Fletcher was masturbating for the first time in her life. She let out a surprised moan at the unexpected volume of the pleasure she had inflicted upon herself and made sure to stifle the next ones. Presley began to slowly finger herself as she snuck her other hand under her shirt and started to fondle her large breasts. She stifled another moan as she touched and caressed herself, and after a few minutes of wonderful self-induced pleasure, she drifted back to sleep.

Presley woke up two hours later, and as soon as she got out of bed, she could smell what can only be described as the heavy scent of sex, on her. She grabbed a change of clothes and quickly walked over to the shower, relieved it was vacant as she stripped down and entered the warm water.

Presley strode downstairs confidently only to find her parents and older twin siblings around the table drinking coffee. All four looked up at her and Presley turned red. She was sure they were giving her a knowing look, but they said nothing about last night, only invited her to join them, pouring her a mug of coffee as they continued talking about nothing in specific.

After Jack and Lisa woke up, and throughout the day, the family spent their time getting things ready for Christmas. They hung up all the decorations, finished putting up the tree, and prepared the house for the holiday.

Tom and Liz did not talk to Presley about what happened last night, and as far as she was aware, there was no mention of it between them. She did feel though, that her older brother and sister were giving her sinister looks when they saw her. It was like their expressions were saying “we know you fucked dad”, but after each time she saw them, Presley admitted to herself that it was probably her imagination.

After dinner, like most nights, the entire family retired to the living room. They played a few games and read books until Lisa went to bed and Jack followed not too long after. Shortly after her brother, Presley excused herself and bid her family good night. They were looking at her very strange, especially Zach, as they returned her good night and went back to their books.

Presley finished brushing her teeth and walked out of the bathroom when she heard her brother call her. “Hey Presley” he called to her from the top of the stairs “can you come to my room for a sec?” he asked and headed there himself.

“Sure” Presley answered him thinking nothing of it. She had not changed into her pajamas yet and was wearing a light blue blouse and dark blue jeans. She followed her brother to his room and entered right after him.

Zach was nervous as he entered his room with his younger sister right behind him. He looked at her body, noting her feminine curves and closed the door behind her, with the excuse of keeping the warmth generated by the radiator in.

“What’s up?” Presley asked her older brother as she stepped into his bedroom.

“Hey,” Zach said nervously as his younger sister walked into the room “I just wanted to ask you, how were things with dad last night?” Zach said cautiously.

“Whhaaatt? What do you mean?” Presley stuttered back while turning red. She couldn’t believe her brother knew about it and hopped he was referring to something else.

“Come on,” Zach started saying sounding full of confidence “I know you and dad did it last night. How was it? And are you all right?” Zach asked her with a sympathetic look on his handsome face.

“You knew?” Presley asked her brother with a squeaky voice. She was so embarrassed that her brother, who she always looked up too, and even had a small sisterly crush on, knew that she lost her virginity to their father.

“Yeah,” Zach said and blushed slightly “mom and dad told us before…”

“Us?” Presley cut him off “Molly knows too?” she asked sounding horrified.

“Uh hu” Zach said while nodding “You know mom and dad did the same thing with us, right?”

“They told me last night” Presley told her brother. “So, it’s true, you really had sex with mom and Molly with dad?” she asked shyly.

“Yep,” Zach said and blushed slightly “on the night of our eighteenth birthday, just like with you” he said.

“Wow” Presley said, a little lost for words “what was it like?” she asked her brother.

“You mean what was it like fucking mom?” he asked his sister and watched her face turn red at his bluntness as she nodded. “It was weird at first, and I felt really embarrassed” he admitted “but mom was really cool about everything, and after we got into it, I really enjoyed it” Zach confided in Presley. He hoped that she would open up and share with him how last night was.

“And did you ever…? You know. Do it with her after that?” she asked her brother.

“No, that was the only time” Zach told her, and Presley felt an unclear disappointment as he said it.

“What about Molly?” Presley asked.

“What about her?” Zach asked and blushed slightly at the thought of his twin sister.

“Did she ever do it with dad after her birthday?” she asked, confused about her brother’s reaction when she asked about her sister.

“No” Zach said decisively. He didn’t like to think about Molly’s first time with their father.

“How do you know?” Presley kept pushing him, hoping she might have another chance at an intimate liaison with her father.

“Because she told me” Zach answered confidently.

“You two talked about this?” Presley asked her brother shocked. She knew he and Molly were close, but to share the details of the sex they had with their parents was over the top.

“Yeah, we did” Zach told her shyly. The way he talked about it made Presley feel like there was something she was missing. “You still didn’t answer my question, how was last night?” he asked her again, trying to change the subject.

“I don’t know,” Presley said shyly “probably like what Molly told you.”

“Did you like it?” Zach asked interested and Presley nodded, turning a bright red. “Did it hurt?” he continued.

“At first, yes” Presley admitted “but after a few times it started to feel really good.”

“Did dad…um, make you…orgasm?” he asked with a sly grin and Presley nodded in embarrassment. “How many times?” Zach kept pressing nervously as they treaded into a dangerous territory.

“Three” Presley said shyly. She couldn’t believe she was sharing this with her brother. She could feel her panties getting moist.

“Wow” Zach said and turned quiet. Their conversation was getting a little intense and he did not really know how to continue.

“How many times did you, um, orgasm, when you were with mom?” Presley asked after an awkward pause.

“Twice,” Zach told his sister and cleared his throat as he felt himself getting warm. Blood was rushing to his cock and he put his hands into his pockets and shifted it in the hopes she wouldn’t notice.

“So, when was the next time for you after mom?” Presley asked after another pause.

“I’m not sure” Zach answered and shifted nervously.

“Come on” Presley kept pressing. She could tell her brother was keeping something from her.

“Fine,” Zach said nervously “it was two weeks later” he said hoping she wouldn’t push it but deep down knowing she would and wanting her to.

“Two weeks?” Presley let out in surprise “But you said you only had that one time with mom” she said confused.

“That’s right” Zach said.

“Then who did you…?” Presley asked, still not getting it yet.

“Molly” Zach confessed and blushed. He wasn’t sure he wanted her knowing this, but it was too late.

“Molly?” Presley let out wide eyed “You had sex with Molly?” she asked stunned.

“Yeah” Zach managed meekly and looked at the floor.

“How did that happen?” she asked still shocked. She could not believe how much she was learning about her family over the fast twenty-four hours.

“After we lost our virginities to mom and dad, it just kind of happened” Zach said, noticing the shock in his younger sister’s eyes.

“How many times did you two do it?” she asked, sensing that it happened more than once.

“I’m not sure” Zach said and gave his sister a look that was part embarrassment and part pride.

“Are you still having sex?” Presley blurted out as she noticed the look on her brother’s face, meaning they have had sex a lot.

“No, no,” Zach said “we stopped doing it when we went off to college.”

Presley was suddenly starting to make sense of things. All the late nights her brother and sister spend together in their rooms, the times she caught them exiting the bathroom together and they said they were just brushing their teeth, all the strange sounds that came out of their rooms, and the times she found them in the morning in each other’s bed. It suddenly all made sense. She looked up at her brother and was suddenly filled with intense jealousy towards her older sister.

“Presley,” Zach called her after she spaced out for a few seconds “that’s actually kind of what I wanted to talk to you about” Zach started, his face flushed. “I wanted to ask, maybe,” Zach started saying and choked on his own word “maybe you wanted to try and…have sex again, but with…someone closer to your age. Someone who you might be a little more comfortable doing it with?” he managed to say at last and watched his sister’s eyes study him in surprise.

“You…you want us to have sex?” Presley asked in a shaking voice, not sure she understood him correctly. She could feel her juices flowing out of her and soaking her panties at the prospect of her older brother fucking her. He looked so cute all nervous, so handsome in his tight black shirt and long khakis. She hoped he was serious.

“Um, yeah” Zach said nervously “we thought that after last night you might have some questions. Maybe things you wanted to know or to try.”

“Who is we?” she asked her brother as her mind raced with possibilities. She couldn’t believe her brother was offering himself to her.

“Mom, dad and I” Zach answered. He intentionally kept Molly’s name out.

“So, they know about this?” Presley asked surprised and her brother nodded. “And they are okay with it?” she asked and received another nod.

“What do you say?” Zach asked her “Do you want to?”

“Yeah, I guess so” she said, succeeding to contain her enthusiasm. She did not realize this until that very moment, but she had wanted to fuck her older brother for a while. She looked up and down his strong masculine body and had no shred of doubt that she wanted to feel him inside her.

“Are you sure?” Zach asked as he stepped towards her and looked into her eyes.

“Yes” Presley answered shyly and looked up at her brother.