A Family Ritual - Sex Stories

A Family Ritual

... qualifications. Just the bits and pieces I've tried to teach you all. And it's not like I'm an expert."

"I know, sis. You don't have to explain. I know how it is."

Liz started to wash the soap away. "It bears repeating though. The World is a hard place. If we are gonna survive, there is just one thing in our favor. Men. Men who have needs. There's no shortage of them."

I continued the speech that I had heard so many times before. "And we need to provide for each other, to take care of each other in whatever way we can."

"That's right, Tiffany, even if it's hard, unpleasant at times. It's for all of us. I'd never ask you to do anything that I wouldn't do, haven't done. But I'm nearly thirty now. Age is not in my favor. Whereas you..."

"I know, Liz, new blood. I get it. I'm ready to do my bit for the family."

Liz stroked my cheek. "But you need to know that what you do... what you do with guys... what we all need to do... isn't love, it's business. Today is about real love. Today is something to hold on to when it gets tough... and it will get tough. It's about knowing that you are part of something and that making love can be a beautiful thing not just a source of cash."

I nodded. "I think I'm ready. Why don't you go wait for me?"

Liz bowed and kissed the top of my head. "Sure. Take your time. We'll be ready when you are."

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I didn't bother to dress again, I knew clothes would be superfluous. Naked, I padded towards the big bedroom, Mom ...

... and Dad's bedroom. No one slept here, and it was seldom visited. Each of us still had the rooms we had grown up in. Feeling a little foolish, I knocked on the door. Liz's voice bade me enter.

My sisters were gathered around the large bed, wearing bath robes. I was suddenly very aware of my nakedness.

As ever, Liz took the lead, speaking softly. "Come in, Tiffany. Take a seat."

She motioned to a wooden chair at the foot of the bed and I sat.

Liz smiled at me and spoke in a clearer tone now. "Today we celebrate our beloved sister passing into womanhood. We all know that this means it is time for her to begin to contribute to the family. I believe that she understands and is ready. But today is about more. It's about sharing the wonder of sexuality with her. It's about her first time being safe and full of love. The love of those closest to her, her family."

I bowed my head as I listened. Her words were so familiar to me. My response was rehearsed. "I'm ready."

Liz continued. "But, my darling sister, this is also about something else. Something I have shielded you from, but which it is your right to know."

I looked up, something in my eldest sister's voice caused a coldness to form in my chest. What was this about?

"My first time was also in this room. Many years ago. After Mom had left. After the drinking had started."

She paused. Liz was normally so controlled, so calm. A she spoke now, her voice brought to mind nothing more than a scared child.

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