This is the freestanding part four of a six part series.
Resume: John, a smallish but very well endowed virgin young man, has a temporary job at a farm picking strawberries. He stays in an old barrack with five women. The sleeping cubicles are small and without doors. The girls tease him by wearing skimpy clothing or none at all when passing his door way. Marianne, an experienced woman of 28, is the informal leader. She is tall but with a nice female body, big breasted, full round ass, wide hips and a dark bush. She seduces John and then teaches him thoroughly. During the stay they fuck almost every day, outside or in the barn. All women get involved during the last night party. In the third part John is seduced by first Beth then Barbro, the farmer´s wife. Beth is a fellow picker and there was just a onetime fling on the last day. With Barbro there was a much longer relationship and with her husband´s consent. He even helped. The story changes track and focus in this fourth part, from John to Marianne. We are back in time before Marianne leaves the farm.
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Marianne liked to talk when we were together and not only to give me directions about how to fuck her. When she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasms she always chatted vividly.
One evening in the barn I was slumped on top of her voluptuous, naked body, embraced and held in place by Marianne´s arms and legs. I remembered the first evening when she seduced me. She had compared me with her dad and said that we looked rather similar especially when being erect. I asked how she knew that, had he had a go at her? She denied it and told that her mom had taken great care in teaching her about sex by letting her watch her parents in action. That´s how she knew, she had said.
"What about your brothers," I asked when we had recovered.
"Yes, what about them?" she asked lazily.
"Well, you resemble your mom in many ways you have told me. Do your brothers resemble your father?"
"Yes, I guess they do," she answered in a puzzled tone. "Oh now I get it. You want to know if they are as well hung as my dad and you just come to think of it. Why do you think I know? You don´t think I have fucked them, do you?"
"Oh, I am sorry. I didn´t think about that. I just assumed that you knew," I said feeling very comfortable, embraced the way I was.
"Well, in fact, I do know. Yes, they are as well hung as my father I am happy to tell. And the youngest is even bigger. Happy for them and for the girls that will enjoy their lovely tools."
"How come that you know if you haven´t fucked them?" I asked, teasing her.
"Oh, that´s a nice story. Want to hear?" Marianne asked, but I knew that she would tell no matter what I said.
"Let´s see," she started. "Yes, it all happened the summer after when mom first let me watch when daddy fucked her. She had kept on doing it now and then. Oh, it was lovely to watch all the ways he took her and how she encouraged him and made him fuck her in the way she wanted. Yes, it was that summer. My youngest brother had just had his eighteens birthday.
The boys had grown and had got very interested in the female body. They sneaked on me at all times and it had got worse that summer. I complained to mom who talked with the boys but of course that didn´t help much. They kept watching through the chink of the door or the key hole, burst into the bathroom when I had forgot to lock the door and so on.
One day, when I complained to mom for what felt like the thousand times, she looked me in the eye for a long time. Then she said:
'Are you sure that you really are embarrassed? Or do you complain only for the sake of it? If you really get embarrassed then you have to be more careful. Close the door, lock the door to the bathroom and be dressed at all times when outside your room. Otherwise I am sure you can find ways to handle it. Life can be rather boring in this farm now and then. We have to entertain ourselves as best as we can, using the instruments there are as pastime."
She kept looking me steadily in the eye for a long time. Then a smile spread over her face.
"You are grown now, not a virgin anymore. You have developed and become a beautiful woman during this year when you have been in the big city. And you really have a woman´s desires. I know that you learnt a long time ago to take care of it. Well, as good as it can be done without a man. We are rather alike and when we reach an orgasm we let the world know. I have heard you many times and it sounds that you really can please yourself. So don´t be too hard on the boys. They hear it too although they don´t understand in full what´s going on and how enjoyable it is."
She said no more, just looked at me smilingly for a while. Then she turned away.
I thought about what she had said for a few days. It was hard to understand what she had meant. But one thing got clear in my mind. I didn´t get embarrassed when the boys watched me. I just thought that I had to complain. In fact, I got turned on when being watched. I made up my mind.
The next day the boys and I were sitting on the porch.
"Listen boys. I am really tired of that you sneak on my all the time. I don´t like it, I don´t like it at all. So, I have a proposition for you. If you promise not to sneak on me anymore I will give you a reward. What about it?"
"What type of reward will we get?" My youngest brother Eric quickly asked. He always was the fastest in such matters.
"Oh, I don´t know. I haven´t thought about that yet. Maybe you will come up with suggestions when the time comes. Let´s say that we have a trial period until Saturday and then decide."
They quickly agreed.
Saturday came and I us usual cooked lunch for my brothers. Our parents had gone to town for the weekly shopping. When we had finished eating I thought that it was the right time.
"Well boys, I am very pleased with you," I said. "As far as I can tell you haven´t sneaked on my since we had our chat about it. So I think you have earned a reward. Have you thought of something?"
"Oh yes," my middle brother said. He often was the spokesman if the three of them wanted something.
