Thank you for all the positive encouragement. Many readers have asked about Heather's background. This chapter will give you her backstory. Heather told me some of what is here. The rest is my highly active imagination. This story began in 2008 when Heather turned eighteen. All sexual activity is by characters over eighteen, and there are no STDs or unplanned pregnancies. I welcome your ratings, comments, and suggestions. Please leave them here or send me a message. Thank you for reading.
September 2023 Edit: Dear readers, Heather Chapters One and Two were written before I had a proofreader and contained typos and grammatical errors. This edit, with the help of kenjisato, corrects those errors. Other than that, I did not make any changes to the story.
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From a very young age, Heather knew that her life was different. It was different in the way she lived, and it was different in the way she felt. Her family lived in a community, or, as some people call it, a commune. Three other families also lived in the community.
The four families lived in separate houses. The four houses sat on a fifty-acre site that held large trees and hiking trails. One trail led to a lake at the edge of the property. The land was in a remote area, thirty miles from the nearest city. In addition to houses, there was a stable with horses that the families rode to get around the property. The year-round mild weather was perfect, so the families grew and shared most of the food they ate. Heather's father had a job outside the community, but everyone else worked on the community property.
The main difference in how Heather lived was that her community was a naturist community. Naturists are not the same thing as nudists. In naturism, people share a common belief that favors harmony with nature and respect for the environment. Choosing to be nude was just part of the overall lifestyle, and the four families were nude most of the time. One of their favorite activities was naked horseback riding on the property.
Aside from the fact that Heather did not wear clothes, she had a normal upbringing. Her parents had been married for thirty years, and they raised Heather with an older brother and an older sister. Heather, her older brother Robert, and her older sister Dana were homeschooled by their mother. After receiving their high school diplomas, all three remained in the community.
Gender identity was fully accepted in the community. The parents of Heather and two other families were heterosexual. One of the families had a son much older than Heather, and the other family raised two boys older than Heather. The fourth family was a lesbian couple with an adopted son and daughter. Both were older than Heather. The daughter's name was Brenda, and she was the same age as Dana. The son, Chris, was two years older than Heather. All the families got along very well, and being naked freed their minds to be who they were beyond prejudice. That meant it was common for women to be attracted to men and other women.
One such attraction was Brenda and Dana. Dana and Brenda would often go horseback riding to the lake, and they would be gone for several hours. They would leave after lunch and ride along a tree-lined path. They would only wear riding boots and riding gloves. It was a beautiful spring day, and it had been a while since they rode, so Brenda asked Dana if she wanted to go this afternoon. Dana immediately said yes.
The girls headed to the stable to saddle their horses. They would always drape a clean towel over the leather saddle to keep their bare thighs from sticking to the leather. Brenda stepped back into her boots and swung a leg over the waiting horse. She adjusted the towel between the saddle and her skin so that her vulva was fully exposed. As she started her ride, she felt exhilaration mixed with anticipation.
They began their ride, and Brenda felt her breasts bounce in rhythm with the steady gait of her horse. After crossing a small stream, she slowed her horse to a constant walk to help him preserve his energy for the journey to the lake. As she continued to ride, her pulse rose ever so slightly. They had gone a quarter mile when Brenda began to experience a delightful sensation between her legs. She then pushed her hips forward enough for her bare mons to be pressed against the base of the saddle horn. The pressure and rocking motion combined to send palpitations through her body. It was not enough to make her climax, but it was certainly enough to start a slow climb to one. There was one thing she knew for sure. She needed relief before they arrived at the lake.
About halfway to the lake, there was a meadow where horses could graze. Brenda rode up alongside Dana and asked if she wanted to stop for a while. Dana agreed, and the riders dismounted. They walked a short distance and found a place to sit under a shady tree. As Brenda reached out to touch Dana, she noticed Dana had a distant look on her face. She was staring at the rolling landscape.
Brenda looked at Dana and said, "I think something is on your mind. What is wrong?"
Dana replied, "Heather told me she had a crush on you."
This revelation surprised Brenda, and she asked, "When was that?"
"A couple of nights ago. I was in Heather's room, and she asked me what it was like to be with another woman. When I asked her for more specifics, she asked, "What was it like to be with you."
"What did you say?"
"I told her the truth. I told her it was wonderful."
That made Brenda smile, and she brought her hand up until it was resting on Dana's shoulder. Dana stared into Brenda's eyes, and then a moment later, Brenda's grip tightened as she leaned over and kissed Dana lightly on the lips. Dana also leaned forward, brushed her lips against Brenda, and met her with an open mouth as Dana responded in kind. Brenda trembled slightly and murmured. The kiss grew deeper, and they were both lost in the moment as their lips locked together.
Brenda's mouth opened wider as she dropped her hand downward on Dana's left breast. They broke free momentarily, and then Brenda kissed her again and squeezed her breast. This continued for some time, until Dana returned the favor and found her way to Brenda's breasts. Using her thumbs, she rubbed her nipples until they were hard. Brenda gasped as she moved her mouth from Brenda's lips to her neck and gave it a long and passionate kiss.
Brenda pulled back and passionately touched Dana's genitals. Dana spun around, lifted her foot, and slid it behind Brenda. She stretched the other leg out to lock it around Brenda's legs, leaving her legs amply parted. Brenda smiled and continued to rub Dana's pussy even harder.
Dana reached out to Breda's pussy and mimicked her gestures. Now both girls started to rub each other's pussy. They both had intense looks as they began to masturbate together. Dana closed her eyes as she moved against Brenda's hand, listening to her heavy breathing.
Brenda was completely caught in the moment as she moved from rubbing Dana's labia to actual penetration. Dana's eyes snapped open as she felt two fingers slide inside her. Brenda gave Donna an intense look as she pushed harder. Her fingers slipped in further, and Dana let out a loud groan.
"That was the desired effect I was looking for," Brenda grinned.
Dana moved back so she could open her legs wider. Brenda was encouraged as she continued to masturbate Dana. Both girls were breathing shallower and more measured. It would not be long before they had simultaneous orgasms.
Brenda's thoughts turned to Heather, and an idea occurred to her.
Dana asked her, "Has Heather been with anyone since she turned eighteen?"
Panting, Dana replied, "You're asking me this now? I don't fucking know." Then she thought about it and said, "No, she is still a virgin."
Then, to get Brenda engaged again, she pushed her fingers deeper into Brenda's vagina.
Brenda gasped, but she was not willing to let the subject go. She asked Dana, "So we don't know if Heather prefers boys or girls?"
Dana was getting irritated and said, "I told you she has a crush on you, but I don't know if she also likes boys."
That was what Brenda wanted to hear, and she asked, "How about if we take Heather and my stepbrother out to the lake and let her decide?"
As Dana was close to coming, she didn't want to discuss this any further. She said, "Whatever, I don't care." Then she begrudgingly added, "Okay, let's do that."
Brenda was delighted, and she leaned over and kissed Dana several times in a row. Then she manipulated Dana's genitals even harder. Dana screamed and brought her hand to Brenda's clit. She knew this was the fastest way to get Brenda focused again.
It worked because it did not take long for Brenda to come. She let out a scream, and by pressing her legs together, Brenda squirted into Dana's hand. Then she used both hands to rub Dana's labia and clitoris simultaneously. Dana's climax came swiftly. Dana moaned, screamed, gasped, and then stiffened as she climaxed. Then she fell back onto her elbows as Brenda withdrew her hands.
Dana looked down at her soaked pussy and quickly forgot her irritation towards Brenda. Then she asked, "Do you think it's a good idea to hook up your stepbrother with Heather?"
Brenda responded, "What better way for Heather to lose her cherry than with us, ensuring that it is handled correctly?"
When Dana thought about it, a doubt formed in her mind. She was okay with Brenda and Chris helping Heather. She did not know if she could participate.
She told Brenda, "I am not so sure it should be the three of us. Let me think about it on our way to the lake to wash up."
Dana's mind was spinning as they rode to the lake. She and Heather were very close, but she was not sexually attracted to her sister. Because they grew up being nude, she never associated nudity with sex. Dana didn't feel a true sexual attraction until becoming Brenda's lover. By the time they arrived at the lake, she had concluded that Brenda and her stepbrother should deflower Heather without her participation.
As they both washed up, Dana came up to Brenda and gave her a big hug.
"Thank you for wanting to help Heather. I cannot think of two better people than you and Chris. But I do not want to be there. Are you okay with that?"
Brenda got a mournful look and replied, "I would love for you to be there to help, but I understand how you feel."
The next day, when Brenda and Chris were alone, Brenda asked Chris, "Did you know Heather has a crush on me?"
