Showing bare skin? Maybe, if it's necessary

All three women continue staring at you, hoping for an answer. If it weren't for the pill you took earlier, you would probably become a stuttering, nervous wreck again but you manage to keep your calm. "I guess, sure. But no sex!"

"Great!" she responded nearly instantly, and your mother briefly pondered where to have it happen before shrugging her shoulders. "I guess you might as well just use the master bedroom for it, nobody will disturb you there. All the privacy you need, since Sara does seem to be a lil' shy. So how about you go get your son, and we will meet you up there in a minute?" -- "Great!"

Your own mother ushers you onwards, giving you little time to reconsider your choice. On your way through the garden and into the living room, you briefly see Gwen and awkwardly wave at her. She's naturally got no idea what you were up to, so she simply raises her hand up to wave back at you while your mother's firm hand on your lower back continues guiding you through small crowds of people and towards the stairway.

Upstairs, the two of you make your way to your parents' bedroom and once there, your mother quietly closes the door before turning her attention back at you with a playful smile. "Relax! It's no biggie, really. Some people are full-time nudists and survive just fine, so you shouldn't stress out about showing your goods for a short moment." Truth be told though, it was getting increasingly difficult to care at all... the medicine was working wonders. It felt nice to have all that tenseness just melting off your muscles.

Just in time too, since the door opened and Iris stepped into the room, along with her teenage son. A slightly chubby dude... or just out of shape it was hard to tell, probably even younger than you are, and he nervously looked around. He seemed surprised that it wasn't just a prank, by the looks of it. "Over there," his mother said while pointing in your direction. "That's Sara, she'll help you out. I'll leave you two to it! Jane, maybe you could help them a little?" she asked with her gaze briefly directed at your mother, who once again shrugged -- "Sure!"

With that, she turned around and closed the door behind herself, leaving you standing there in the company of her son and your mother, in awkward silence. Fortunately your mom was experienced enough to take the lead, and pulled the guy closer to the middle of the room. "So what's your name then? I'm Jane, and this young girl is Sara," she mentioned with a surprisingly warm smile.

"Me? I'm Ruben... nice to meet you...!" His voice was kind, but clearly lacked confidence. It wasn't too unusual considering he grew up on a farm, not a whole lot of people to socialize with. And if he only has brothers, you are probably the first girl he met in the past few months. It's not like they got high-speed internet out there, either, so he couldn't browse the web for porn even if he wanted to. You probably look like an alien to him, which makes you feel even more uneasy and awkward.

"Nice to meet you then, Ruben! Let's get this over with quickly?" Just like that, your mother bent forward to grab the bottom hem of your skirt, and pulled it right down to the ground! Your slender legs were even more seductive because of your stockings and your panties were cutely hugging your cameltoe. Next up, she grabbed the edge of your top and pulled it way high up and over your head to get it off your petite body. Your full breasts bounced provocatively until you cross your arms in front of your chest to get the 'girls' to stop moving. "No, no, that's the whole reason for why we're here," your mother interrupted as she simply slapped your hands away, revealing your perky tits for the teenager's overwhelmed gaze. He was literally speechless, and staring right at your tits. "We're not done yet," she added as she begun rolling your stockings down your legs and off your feet, and then reaching for the tiny waistband of your undies to pull 'em right off as well.

By now, the pill from earlier had its desired effect. You merely continued standing there with your arms by your side, your breasts with their small pink buds on full display, and even the tiny slit between your legs -- the entrance into your womanhood, was completely revealed. It was only natural, right? It's what your mother kept on repeating anyway.

While he looked on for what felt like hours, even if it may have been for just a few seconds in reality, your parent seemed to be in a rush to get things done swiftly and efficiently without leaving out any important parts. "Well, I mean..." your mother began to say before looking back at you. "Since you already went this far, why not let him at least grope a feeling of your breast? Guys love doing that anyway."

"Really?" he reacted immediately, eyes lightening up like he spotted a Christmas tree.

"I guess. But no sex," you repeat yourself again, and your mom chuckles with a raised eyebrow aimed at you. "It's just a brief boobie touch. Sex is entirely different."

He approached you right away, and with two large hands he grabbed a good handful of each breast and squeezed and toyed with the fleshy orbs. You wince in response, his touch was rough and inexperienced. He also clearly didn't do it for your pleasure, but for his curiosity. He probed your tit flesh like it's the one and only chance he has to touch a girl but you endured it while standing there, chest forward.

"Fair is only fair though, Ruben," she said more sternly. "If you get to see her naked, and then she should also be allowed to see you naked. Poor Sara grew up on a farm too, so she's never seen a naked boy."

"No, no, that's all right," you object but she shakes her head dismissively.

"No, this has to be fair. This is about learning what the other gender looks like, so you two should be on equal terms, right?"

Ruben doesn't seem to care much for nudity, since he simply begins pulling off his shirt, pants and underwear. You look at him rather perplexed, for someone so shy, you would've expected him to put up at least some kind of struggle. Nope, he went right back to fondling your tits after getting naked. Your gaze wanders down to his crotch. His erection was pointing upwards already! The veiny thing was as thick as your wrist, and embarrassingly long as well! The guy was pretty gifted.

It doesn't take long for your mother to notice the way you stared at his manhood. "Come on dear, it doesn't bite. Surely you know the theory at least, right? It's a penis," she explains as she takes your hand and guides your fingers to wrap halfway around it. "It's super sensitive, so be careful with it," she added as she used her grip around your hand to slowly stroke up and down the length of his dick, and it bounced in excitement! "Below that, you can see his balls, in that taut sack. That's where the sperm is produced. Most guys don't like it when a girl touches 'em though so just leave it be."

Back on the tip of his shaft, a sizable droplet of pre-cum began to form, and your mother was quick to scoop it up with her fingertip. "And this stuff is called pre-cum, as you can imagine, it's not real cum. It's just extra slippery," she explained while squishing it between her fingertips. "It's a sign that he's having fun! Guys can produce their own lube that way during sex, just like us girls! That makes the good old crotch-to-crotch cuddlin' a whole lotta more fun! But more importantly, now that you got to touch him down there, it's only fair if he gets to do the same to you, right?"