My growing up years

I was the younger daughter, had sister older and brother the oldest. Mom & Dad were late 60's early 70's hippies. Chapter one, the beginning

All us kids had our own rooms, shared a bathroom, that only had a tub. Mom and Dad had a shower in their bedroom bathroom that they let us use. The nightly routine after dinner was to crash out in the family room and watch TV. Dad had just got us a color set that year, think I just was into fifth grade that year. Mom had rule of change into bedtime wear after dinner, before tv time. Mom wore top of Dad pj, and he wore bottoms. My brother did like Dad, with pj bottoms. My sis, was the real girly type, always had teddy top, with matching panties. I hated panties, and pretty much never wore then at any time. For me, bedtime wear was a t-shirt I stole from Dad and my brother. For years I would lay on my stomach on the floor looking at the TV, mom and dad sitting in their recliners behind me, and my siblings on the sofa just off to the side. I was active, still full of energy at night, moved my legs around ... a lot more than I knew. Mom and Dad always got up going to bed first, us kids were allowed an hour or so longer, depending what was on TV. Well, this one night, after parents had gone off to bed, my brother says to my sister that it looked like Dad had gotten a real good hard on from watching me moving my bum up and down, as I moved my legs open and closed. My sister agreed, saying I helped keep our parents set life very active. I had to have them explain it to me, and they did. Even from their spot on the sofa, everyone could always see my well exposed pussy and bottom. They said Dad always headed off to bed with a boner, and my brother said he was too, more often. And he added that whenever he had friends allowed to stay over, I was the most talked about, as they all rubbed their hard dicks. Then my sis says that since I had started fingering myself, has been a big reason dad has been getting horrnier at night. I did not even know that anyone saw me rub myself, and there had been stormy nights that I had gone to our parents room begging to lay in bed with them cus I was scared. I always jumped in between mom and dad, now I had seen dad with boners, but I had when in bed with them, I had felt him, by accident while moving around. I did have this fascination with wanting to see dad up close, and to hold it, not just rub it my accident. My sister said she use to jump into bed with our parents too, and he would roll onto his side and reach over to hug mom, squeezing sis between them. He often had sis roll on her side too to hug mom, and his cock would always slide between her bum cheeks, and if they stayed laying that way for awhile, he would start to move up and down, and push his cock into her harder.