This story was created as entertainment for adults.
This is just a story and none of the characters or situations is real.
None of it actually happened; it's just a story, it's simply a product of my creative imagination and none of it actually happened.
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We've always been a very close family -- and very different in some ways. As I was growing up we've always depended on each other and we enjoy a special bond unlike most families. Our parents were very kind, gentle people who were very supportive of my sister Sierra and me even though they're more than a little different in many ways. Our parents were hippies; products of the free-love movement of the late 1960's. They actually met in a commune when they were in their early twenties. The commune had about thirty or so members and was located in a very remote area of northern California; somewhat west of the mountain area called the Trinity Alps. Their commune was just like all the others of the time however, the particular commune they belonged to strongly advocated nudity and of course unrestricted free love...sex. The commune encouraged open sexual expression between all of the members -- male or female nothing was taboo. Several times a week there were long sessions of group sex held in the main room of the Commune's cabin. That was a powerful experience for my parents and even after they'd left the commune and moved on with their lives they still retained much of the commune's attitudes, especially about sex.
They felt very strongly that sex was something that should be shared and expressed openly and not hidden.
My older sister Sierra and I grew up in the family's small, but nice, house in the mountains. It was very secluded; the closest neighbor was more than a mile away through a thick forest. We were home schooled by our mother and I think that even bonded us as a family, more than usual. Even though we lived in a remote area, we would come down to town quite often (if the snow didn't block the road) and every couple of months or so we'd travel to San Francisco or Sacramento if we needed something special.
Both Sierra and I knew that other families didn't live the way we did, and that we were different, but we didn't care. I was eighteen and Sierra had just turned nineteen and she was planning on leaving to go to college in a few weeks. I wasn't ready to go quite yet sp I planned to wait a year before I went.
One Saturday afternoon I'd been outside doing some chores and like any normal eighteen year old I was always horny. I was in the shed finishing straightening up when mother came out of the house and came to the shed to find me. She was wearing a thin cotton robe that she normally kept on a chair next to the bed and even though the robe was held closed by a sash tied at the waist, it was obvious that she was wearing nothing else under the robe. She came and stood at the door, the light from behind her showed a faint silhouette of her naked body hidden within the robe. I could also see the darkness of her nipples where they pressed against the fabric and I couldn't help it as it made my cock stir softly. My mother was still an attractive woman with thin and very feminine features. She told me that as soon as I was finished with my chores she wanted me to come in the house and come to their bedroom.
"We're way over due about teaching you and your sister about sex," she said almost apologetically. "Your sister will be leaving for college soon and we need to teach you both about sex." A small flash of reluctance went through me as I was hoping, when I finished my chores, that I could go into my bedroom and jack off to relieve the sexual tension that I always felt. Lately I was jacking off at least once a day and sometimes even twice a day to satisfy my needs.
When I came in the house I could hear voices coming from our parent's bedroom so I went to the bedroom door and saw that my sister was on the bed with our parents and the three of them were nude. This was not what I had expected.
My father was lying on his back and my mother and sister were sitting on each side on the bed facing him. My father's cock was hard and I realized that my mother was teaching my sister how to jack a man off and how to control the orgasm and ejaculation through the stimulation of the scrotum. Mother looked over at me and, with a warm smile and in a soft voice, told me to take off my clothes and come join them. I was surprised that I didn't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable as I undressed. In moments I stood at the side of the bed and watched as my mother showed my sister the most sensitive areas of a male cock and how to stimulate the head and underside of the cock head with her fingers.