Mum and dad had gone away for the weekend, and I was quite enjoying having the house to myself.
My boyfriend James stayed over Saturday night, and we were relishing a lazy Sunday morning sleep in. James often slept over and this was not a problem with my parents, so we were not doing anything behind their backs. The beauty of it was that we could just get out of bed, wander around the house naked and not worry about putting on clothes to go to the bathroom or to get a glass of water in the middle of the night.
It was going to be another hot day so we planned to do a little sunbaking in the backyard and since it is very private, we could do it in the nude. I was determined to make the most of this new-found freedom whilst the parents were away.
It was close to 11am before James and I got out of bed and sauntered down to the kitchen for some breakfast. I went straight to the coffee machine and made us each a cappuccino while James put some bread in the toaster. Neither of us were big eaters so tomato on toast would do the trick.
We took our coffee and toast out onto the back patio and sat in the warm sunshine. The Sun felt fantastic on our naked bodies, and I closed my eyes and took in the serenity as we sat there silently and had our breakfast.
"How good is this?" I said to James and reached across and gently patted him on his thigh.
"Loving it." he replied, and he cast me a tender smile. "Shame I have to work this afternoon, but we can have an hour or 2 in the sun."
"Oh, for sure," I said.
We had finished eating so I went inside to get some towels and the sunblock. I laid the towels down on the grass and handed the sunblock to James.
"Can you do my back? "I asked. James didn't need much encouragement. He dribbled the sunblock onto my shoulders, and it ran down the small of my back. He gently rubbed it in making his way down to the cheeks of my bum. He put some sunblock into the palms of his hands and massaged it onto my soft bum.
"Turn around." He spoke.
I turned around and he trickled some sunblock onto my ample chest. Slowly and deliberately, he worked the lotion into my skin. It felt very sensuous, and my nipples hardened as he paid them special attention. He was clearly enjoying his job as his cock has hardened and was stabbing me in the stomach.
'Your turn," I said, taking the sun block from him and applied it liberally to his back. I spun him around and oozed the lotion on to his chest, gently rubbing it in and working my way down his body. As I got to his cock, I put a good dollop of lotion onto my hands and slowly worked it into his swollen manhood.
He reached out and grabbed my boobs, gently caressing them as my hand slid up and down on his massive cock.
James closed his eyes, and I could sense an orgasm building deep inside him. He moved his hands to my shoulders to steady himself as his prick shuddered and a stream of hot cum exploded in my hand. I slowed my pumping as load after load of white cum cascaded from his throbbing dick. He pulled me towards himself and threw his arms around my waist and planted a kiss on my open mouth. Our tongues danced as we passionately embraced. The sun on our naked bodies felt heavenly and we stood locked together, savouring the moment.
"Ummm, that was sooo nice Fiona, thank you," he said.
Of course, the pleasure was all mine, but I wasn't going to trot out that tired old phrase. It was all I wanted to just stand in that loving embrace.
We made our way to the towels and lay down, letting the hot sun work its magic on our appreciative bodies. There was hardly a sound except for the chirping of the magpies who had landed on the tree beside us. There was certainly a feeling of being one with nature as we lay there naked, without a care in the world.
All too soon, it was time for James to head off to work. He went upstairs and had a shower and got dressed. I saw him off at the front door, but as I wasn't expecting mum and dad for a few hours yet, I stayed naked and thought I would spend a bit longer sunbaking. I was going to make the most of my time alone.
Still, I had to prepare for work tomorrow, so after a few hours sunning and enjoying a glass or 2 of white wine, I ironed some clothes and prepared some lunches for the week. The sun was setting, and I knew that mum and dad would be home soon, so reluctantly. I went and had a shower and got dressed myself.
I was sitting reading, drinking my wine when I heard the car pull up in the driveway.
"We're home," mum called out cheerily as they walked through the front door.
I got up to greet them and got a big hug from each. I laughed to myself thinking did they really miss me that much after only 2 days away.
"How about a glass of white?" I said, "and you can tell me all about your weekend."
"Don't have to ask me twice," grinned dad who certainly enjoyed a drink.
Mum and dad settled down on the sofa while I sat in the single seater. It then occurred to me that I didn't even know where they had gone for the weekend. In fact, this was the second weekend away in the last month, which was a little out of the ordinary.
"So, did you guys have a nice time?" I enquired, "where did you go?"
"We went to a little bush resort called River Island Nature Retreat. It's about 2 hours south from here." mum explained
"Never heard of it." I ventured.
"No, I don't suppose you would have,' added dad. "It's a clothing optional place."
Mum and dad were looking me straight in the face, hoping to gauge my reaction. My face would have been blank I suppose until it suddenly dawned on me.
"Clothing optional?", I managed to mutter, "ummm does that mean that you don't have to wear clothes, like, ummm a nudist place?"
"That's pretty well right Fiona" said mum with a grin, glancing over to dad for a nod of confirmation.
"Oh, I see," was all that I could manage to say as I tried to digest what they had just revealed.
"Your father and I have been wanting to try the lifestyle for some time now. We are very comfortable with being naked, so this was the next step. In fact, this was our second time there, we went there a few weeks back," said mum filling in the details.
"Honey," we had a fantastic time, "ventured dad, "we really think this is the life for us."
Although I was taken aback, I wasn't as horrified as I thought I should be. After all, I am an adult myself, being 20 years old and fully understand that my parents are entitled to lead the life they choose.
"I guess," I replied, "ummm well that's a bit of a surprise for sure, but gees, ummm."
I was a little lost for words and hoped that mum and dad weren't feeling uncomfortable by my reaction after their revelation.
"I'm happy for you both, "I managed to blurt out. I genuinely was. I loved my parents with all of my heart and their happiness was all I cared about.
Mum and dad held hands and smiled at each other.
"Thank you, Fiona." said mum, "that means a lot to us. We really were hoping that you would be accepting."
"In fact," said dad," we want to truly embrace the lifestyle. We want to be nude as often as possible. That means being nude around the house. We accept that it might be difficult for you to get used to, but we are hoping that you are mature enough to understand."
"So," mum said, "your dad and I are going upstairs to shower and come back down. But we will be naked. If you are uncomfortable, you can go and watch TV up in your room. We fully understand if that is what you need to do."
With that mum and dad both got up and walked upstairs to their bedroom.
I sat in shock. What am I going to do. In fifteen or so minutes they will be walking in here naked. I have not seen my parents naked except for one occasion when I saw mum walking back to her room after a shower and she thought I was downstairs and once dad had left the door open when he was changing for work.
What was I going to do? My mind was racing. I don't consider myself a prude. After all, I just spent the weekend naked myself around my boyfriend James. But my parents? I tried to rationalize things. It is just naked bodies. Clearly, if they went to a clothing optional resort, they are comfortable with other people seeing them naked. But their daughter? It was weird, but somehow, I wasn't dismissing it outright. I can handle this I said to myself. OK, deep breaths. I will stay. I will be very adult about this. There is nothing wrong with nudity I assured myself.
I got up and filled my wine glass. I noticed that mum and dad's glasses were empty, so I filled them too. I was pretty sure that alcohol was going to help in this situation.
I sat down and steeled myself for their return.
I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Slowly I raised my eyes to see mum and dad, both naked making their way back to the living room.
It has to be said, that both my parents are in fine physical shape. Mum is only 45 and dad is a year older. They both go to the gym after work a few nights a week. Certainly, people in their mid 40s these days are not considered old and really, they are in the prime of their lives. Since I am an only child, they have child raising behind them, so they have a lot more time to do as they please. Instinctively my eyes fell on my dad and of course I looked him up and down. Yes, his body was in great shape from the gym, but I had to admit that he had a very impressive cock. It was flaccid, but it had an imposing length and girth. It was certainly a cock to be proud of. I also noticed that he was fully shaved which no doubt made his cock look all the bigger. Mum was shaved too. I had to remind myself that many people shaved their pubic hair these days, I did myself, so why shouldn't my parents. Mum could have passed for a teenager. She is tall and slender but with large but firm breasts. Strangely, the first thing that came into my mind was that they would make a striking sight at the clothing optional resort that they had been to.
"Oh Fiona, we are so pleased that you decided to stay down here," gushed mum, "we really did hope that you would be ok with all this."
"Well mum, I'm not a child so I can be mature about this. Nudity is not that unusual these days," I said, trying to sound woman of the worldly.
"Here, I have filled your wine glasses," I said with a giggle, trying to break the ice somewhat.
I passed mum and dad their glasses and we all took a big gulp.
"So, tell me a bit about this resort that you went to," I asked as I was genuinely interested.
"Oh, it is lovely there', gushed mum. "It is so peaceful and relaxing. There is a swimming pool and jacuzzies. There is a games room with snooker tables and ping pong tables. There is the "Barn'' as they call it where they have bands sometimes and dancing."
My mind took a detour. Dancing naked, now there is an interesting mind picture.
"And there are bush tracks where you can go walking, all naked as there is no one around for miles. It is just heavenly" and she flashed a smile to dad who nodded in agreement.
"So, everyone is naked?" I asked seeking confirmation.
"Yes, "dad said, "it is a very natural environment. No one takes any notice. There are plenty of people your age there too.
"Hmmm,' was all I could say as I let it all sink in. I had to admit that the place sounded quite appealing.
"We intend to go there often this Summer," mum added. "Just to let you know Fiona, your father and I had hoped that you would not be shocked by this new lifestyle and if you feel that it is something that you would like to try, you have our full encouragement."
That certainly took be aback. My mind was spinning. Here I am seeing my parents naked in front of me and now they are suggesting that I join them. Little did they know that I had spent the whole weekend naked myself and of course I enjoyed it immensely. I stopped to wonder if I should tell them that.
"Umm, I don't know mum. That seems just a little strange at the moment." I stammered.
"We understand Fiona." dad reassured. "It is totally up to you."
"Thanks dad," I said" it's not that I have anything about hanging around without clothes on, but, well, in front of my parents? I'm just not sure. I mean, I do get naked myself you know. In fact, I did spend time naked this weekend when you were away." I guessed that telling my parents that would make them feel better.
"Well good for you Fiona," said mum wholeheartedly. " I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did."
I certainly did but I thought I would keep that to myself.
I topped the wines up and then excused myself saying that I was going to the toilet.
I went up to my room and sat on my bed. My heart was pounding. The idea of being naked with my parents excited me, but I was unsure if I could go through with it. I tried to think of reasons why I shouldn't do it, but in reality, I could not think of any. Nudity seemed very natural to me and after being naked the whole weekend, the thought of not having to wear clothes whenever I felt like it appealed to me immensely.
Oh, why not Fiona, I thought to myself. Your parents are sitting down there naked and it looks like that is going to be the norm now. Why not join in, it will be fun and exciting.
So I took a deep breath and flung my clothes aside. I stood naked in front of my mirror for some reassurance. I knew I had a good body, not that nudism is all about that, but I could at least be confident on that score. OK, let's go.
I walked slowly down the stairs, back to the living room, with a nervous grin on my face.
"Oh, Fiona, good for you darling," gushed mum as she and dad got to their feet to hug me.
I was taken aback somewhat as both mum and dad pressed their naked flesh against mine. I wasn't sure that I was quite ready for that. Here I am in a close embrace with my naked parents. Was this a dream? It did however feel rather nice. Mum's breasts were soft and warm, and I could feel dad's soft cock up against my thigh. The sensation was pleasant and a little titillating.
I broke away and we all sat down again. Both mum and dad were grinning like Cheshire cats, no doubt pleased that I had accepted this new arrangement without any misgivings.
"So, I guess we are a family of nudies now," I giggled, and we all burst out laughing.
"Yes, a new day has dawned," said dad. "I think this is going to be great for all of us."
We sat and chatted some more. We cracked another bottle of white. I was curious to know a bit more about this resort.
"So, what is the best part about this place? I truly wanted to know.
"I think it is the people," said dad. "everyone is so friendly and relaxed. You forget that they are naked, and you just carry on like you would at some clothed resort."
"And I love the jacuzzi," said mum" sitting there with the bubbles massaging your body as you have a drink and a chat with the others in it.....it's just the best." With that mum threw a knowing look across to dad.
"Yep, love the jacuzzi too, "dad said as he seemed to redden in the face a little. Mum put her hand on dad's thigh and gave him a little pat which seemed to make him redden just a little more.
I glance at dad and I could see that there was a stirring in his groin.
"Ha ha," said mum, you never know what goes on under those bubbles." She looked over at dad and noticed that he was getting an erection. She looked a bit concerned and looked across at me.
I was fascinated to see my own father getting hard right before my eyes.
"Oh oh Greg, we aren't in the jacuzzi now" said mum "you better not be getting one of those."
Dad looked down and he had now gone fully stiff. It was massive and I took a breath. My boyfriend James has a large cock, but nothing like this.
"I'm sorry Fiona "said dad, as he reached for a cushion and covered himself.
Without knowing what to say, I mumbled " Umm...its Ok...I guess...I mean it's natural, I guess."
"Oh, look at the time," said mum, defusing the situation. "We had better get to bed. Comer on Greg."
With that mum grabbed dad's hand and pulled him up. Dad walked towards me as if to give me a kiss good night, but with a raging hard on, he thought better of it and simply smiled and said goodnight. I took a last look at his enormous, engorged cock before he headed off to bed.
I sat silently as I finished my wine. What on earth had I just seen. My father naked, and with an erection!
I felt a strange tingly feeling. I knew that I had to get to my bedroom.
As soon as I got there I lay down and my fingers went straight to my warm moist pussy. I fingered myself furiously until I came with a shuddering orgasm. My mind was racing from the events of the day, but what I was sure of was that my life had changed dramatically, and I was quite happy that it had.I woke up the next morning hearing mum and dad chatting away in the kitchen. I glanced at my phone and it was 7:30 and being a Monday morning, I knew they were getting ready for work.
I didn't have uni until after lunch so was in no hurry to get out of bed, but I needed to go to the toilet and I was hungry, so decided to head downstairs for some breakfast. I do sleep in the nude, but instinctively put on my nightie knowing mum and dad were down there.
As I walked into the kitchen, I stopped in my tracks. Mum and dad were standing at the bench, completely naked.
"Good morning Fiona." Said dad nonchalantly. "How did you sleep?"
"Like a log." I replied as I walked to the coffee machine. "Sorry, I didn't realise that you were going to be naked."
"Not a problem." said mum. "No need to be embarrassed, this will be the way it is from now. You know you are welcome to be naked too."
"Oh, yes mum." I replied. "I guess I just put my nightie on out of habit. I remember our conversation from last night. Having slept on the idea, I really don't have a problem with it."
"That is good Fiona." dad added. "I think we are all going to enjoy the freedom of going without clothes, who needs them in this hot weather?"
"Guess I won't need this then." I said and I took my nightie off and draped it over the kitchen stool. I looked dad straight in the eye and I couldn't help but notice that he gave me the once over from top to toe. I didn't mind at all and in fact felt a little flutter of excitement run through my body with the thought of my father admiring my body. I knew that like my parents, I was in good shape. All through high school. I had been on the swimming team and I kept up that sport at university. Playfully, I walked up to the bench where the toaster was and bumped dad out of the way so that I could get my breakfast started.
Soon we had all finished eating and mum and dad went upstairs to get dressed and I went back to bed. Seeing my parents naked had left me feeling a little horny. Should I really be admiring my dad's impressive cock and thinking lustfully over it? I loved my boyfriend James' cock, as any girlfriend would, but surely a father's penis should just be a piece of anatomy, not a source of sexual excitement.
My fingers found their way to my moist pussy. I rubbed my clit with my middle finger then gently squeezed it between my finger and thumb. I squirmed with pleasure as a surge of sexual energy built down there. Two then three fingers found their way into my love hole and soon they were coated in my sticky love juices.
"See you tonight honey." cried mum as she and dad made their way to the car.
"Love you." I cried back as I heard the door slam behind them, grateful that I could now bring myself to a shuddering orgasm without worrying about them hearing me. The rubbing of my clit picked up pace and I arched my back as I could feel that I was about to cum. My body shook violently as an orgasm took over me. I collapsed, panting heavily and it was only then that I realised that all the time I was playing with myself, I was thinking about dad's massive erection that I has seen the night before.
I stayed in bed for another hour then, as it was a nice day, I wandered outside to sunbake for a while before getting ready for uni. I liked the idea that I could now sunbake in the nude and looked forward to getting a nice all over tan.
Monday was usually a late night for me at university, with my last lecture ending at 7 o'clock, but our lecturer was sick, so I was more than happy to leave an hour earlier. It was a hot day and I was looking forward to getting home and throwing off my clothes and enjoy my new found nude routine.
Mum and dad would be home so maybe we could enjoy a beer before dinner. I let myself in and it was unusually quiet. I went to the kitchen to put my car keys on the bench. From there, I could see out onto the patio and there was mum and dad, lying on the ground on one of the sunlounge cushions, fucking their brains out. Mum was on all fours and dad was fucking her doggy style from behind. I stepped back out of view but could not pull myself away from watching them. Dad was holding mum by her hair and he was pumping strongly and rhythmically into mum's pussy. The sliding door was open and I could hear mum breathing heavily.
"Fuck me hard Greg." I heard her say. Dad slapped her on the arse and I could see that he was increasing his tempo. I could see his long cock probing back and forth into mum's cunt.
The bathroom was just behind me, so I took my work clothes off and threw them into the hamper. Naked, I stood there, secretly watching my parents fucking. My fingers rubbed my steaming pussy, and I could sense that I was going to achieve a very quick orgasm. Mum had turned around and was now lying on her back, her feet on dad's shoulders allowing him to get as deep into her fanny as possible.
"I'm cumming Jane, I'm cumming." dad panted and with one last deep stroke he collapsed onto mum's stomach as his body convulsed in a shuddering orgasm. They lay entwined as they came down from their high. I slipped into the bathroom and quickly brought myself to my own orgasm. I could feel the heat rising in my body and I leant against the shower screen to support myself. Watching my parents having sex was extremely erotic and I had to wrestle with my conscious for allowing myself to invade their privacy.
I was just about to peek around the corner to see if they were still lying there, when lo and behold, dad sauntered into the bathroom.
He stopped dead in his tracks. "Fiona, oh hi, we weren't expecting you home this early; don't you have a late lecture?"
Dad's face was flushed and he was perspiring heavily. His cock was still half erect and I could see a glistening sheen on it that was obviously mum's cum. He looked a little flustered, so I pushed past him into the kitchen.
"Our last lecture was cancelled. I was just going to get a beer." I stammered. I don't think there was any doubt that dad knew that I had seen what had just gone on. He decided not to say anything.
"Yeah, a beer is a good idea, I was just going to get one for your mum and I, after I went to the loo." dad replied.
"OK," I said and got a beer for myself and wandered out onto the patio to say hello to mum.
"Oh, hello dear," said mum with a somewhat shocked tone to her voice. "You're home early, we weren't expecting you til later."
"Obviously." I replied and immediately regretted saying it as that pretty well admitted that I had seen all that had gone on.
Mum turned bright red. "How long have you been home Fiona?" mum asked.
Oh well, I thought to myself. No need to deny anything.
"Long enough to see you and dad trying for another baby." I joked, trying to defuse the situation.
"Oh, I'm sorry that you had to see that. Clearly, we didn't know that you were home." spluttered mum.
"Don't worry mum," I reassured her. "I'm a big girl now and that's not likely to shock me."
Dad had now returned with the beers and gave one to mum. He looked rather sheepish and was avoiding looking me in the eye.
"It's OK dad," I said "I reckon if we are going to be a nudist family, we are going to see things that we haven't seen before. We are all adults so let's be mature about it."
"You are right Fiona," dad was finally able to reply. "We should be able to be ourselves around each other."
"Fine by me," I answered, "I have to admit that I rather enjoyed watching."
"Fiona!" mum spurted out "I'm not sure you can say that."
"Ha ha, I just did, it was pretty hot, I wouldn't mind catching you guys at it again one day."
Mum turned an even darker shade of red and dad just hung his head and I could see that he was trying to suppress a laugh.
I got up and clinked my beer with mum and dad's bottles. "Cheers."
I noticed that dad was now sporting a full hard on.
"I see that you have recovered dad. Shall I go upstairs if you and mum want to go round two? "I teased.
Dad looked down at his very impressive erection. "Ha ha, no Fiona, I guess I was just a bit turned on by knowing that you saw us having sex and you are alright with it.'
"I think this new openness with nudity has brought us closer," I said truthfully. "I like that we can be so comfortable around each other now."
"Without saying another word, I reached over and took my dad's cock in my hand. He made no effort to object. Mum looked on without saying a word.
"It's a lovely cock, dad," I enthused "it's a lot bigger than James'."
I easily ran my hand up and down the length of it as it was still wet with mum's cum. I stoked it enthusiastically. Dad reached out and placed his hand on my left breast and began to massage it gently. My nipple responded accordingly, firming to his touch. I have large nipples when erect and dad was running his fingers over it lovingly. The feeling was sublime as my mind was racing with the fact that I was jerking off my dad, as he played with my tits, as my mum was watching.
My spare hand found its way between my legs, and I firmly rubbed my clit in unison with pumping dad's fabulous cock.
My breathing deepened as I looked across to see that mum had spread her legs too and was feverishly rubbing her own pussy. I was in Heaven; I could scarcely believe what was going on. Soon I could feel a twitching in dad's cock, and I knew that he was close to coming. I increased the tempo of my wanking and sure enough, dad exploded with a strong orgasm. There was not a lot of cum as he no doubt had emptied his load into mum earlier, but his cock shuddered powerfully, and it was a beautiful sight to behold.
At the same time, I could feel my own orgasm building. I held onto dad's cock as my own body convulsed with passion. My body felt on fire, and I had never experienced such intensity. I fell back in my seat and I looked over to mum who was now rubbing her pussy furiously. Her breathing was short and sharp and with a low, deep moan, she brought herself to her own orgasm.
The three of us sat there in silence catching our breaths. No words needed to be said. There was this clear understanding that our lives had changed and changed for the better. Our lives now had a new level of intimacy and I felt sure that we were only going to grow closer as a family.
"I think we have earned another beer. "I said as I walked to the fridge.
It was a beautiful warm evening, and it was lovely sitting on the sunlounges, naked, enjoying a beer.
Dad had his eyes closed, but he was not asleep. His cock was laying soft across his thigh. Even soft, it was an impressive piece of equipment. Mum was sitting reading emails on her phone, a leg straddled either side of the sunlounge, affording me an uninterrupted view of her neat, shaved pussy. I took a deep breath and marveled at the deep satisfaction that I was getting out of the new found openness in our family situation.
Dad opened his eyes and looked across to me.
"Your mother and I are going back to River Island on the weekend. We were wondering if you and James would like to come along with us," he said.
My immediate reaction was an enthusiastic yes. The prospect of spending a whole weekend naked with my parents at a nudist retreat sounded very appealing. Never having been to one, I was curious to know what it would be like. But I would have to consider what James would think about it. My first thoughts were that he would be fine with it. In reality, he was a bit of a nature boy, who loved nuding up. Only last weekend with mum and dad away, we spent most of the time naked.
"Mmmm dad, I reckon that would be great, but I'm not sure how James will feel about it. I mean, he has no problem being naked around me, but I'm not sure how he would go around other people, especially you and mum. I'll ask him tonight. I'm sure that I can talk him into it, "I replied confidently.
After dinner I was on the phone to James.
"Fi, how are you babe?" cried James bubbly as he answered my call.
"Never better Jimbo," I replied using my affectionate name for him.
We chatted idly for a few minutes, then it came time to broach the subject of the weekend away. At this stage James had no idea that my parents had become confirmed nudists and that I had joined them in their new "hobby." He also had no idea that the last few times that they had been away, they had been to a nudist retreat. This was going to be a delicate operation.
"Hey Jimbo, how would you like to spend next weekend away with me and the folks?" I enquired.
This was a bit of a sneaky question, as I knew James got on famously with mum and dad and he would have had no problem spending a few days with them. He and dad would talk sport and drink beer and he loved helping mum with the cooking. My parents would have me married to him in a heartbeat.
"Sure thing," said James "so like going away somewhere?"
"Yes," I answered "they want to go back to the place that they were at last weekend. They have been going there a few times lately and they absolutely love it. They reckon that we would too."
"Cool, what's it like, is it posh, do I have to pack nice clothes? James enquired.
I nearly cracked up. What a perfect segue. "As a matter of fact, you don't have to bring any clothes. The place is called River Island Nature Retreat and it's a nudist resort," I answered.
There was a long pause. "Jimbo....Jimbo.....are you still there?"
"A what?' James finally replied. "Are you kidding me? We're going to be naked in front of your parents. And they are going to be naked too? And all these other people?"
"Pretty much, "I replied nonchalantly. "When they came home Sunday night, they told me where they had been. They told me that they want to embrace the nudist lifestyle. They asked me if I was OK with it. I said I was, in fact, I have joined in with them and we have been naked around the house ever since."
There was another long pause on the other end of the phone as James digested what I had just told him.
"I'm really keen to go James," I said, breaking the silence. "You love running around naked so I thought you would be on board."
"Yeah, I do, but around your parents, I mean wow," stammered James, "like, your mum is hot and your dad, well, do I have to look at his cock? I mean I will, I mean I guess I have to, and he will be looking at mine and...."
"Jimbo, Jimbo, take a breath babe," I interrupted "you're overthinking it. Just relax and go with the flow, it will all be fine."
There was another long pause. "Sorry Fi, I was just a bit shocked. You're right, I went a bit crazy. I guess it will be OK. A nudist resort eh. Always wondered what one would be like. Looks like I'm going to find out." James resolved.
"Yahhhh babe, I knew you would be up for it, but what's this, you think my mum is hot, you perve?" I quizzed.
"Not as hot as you, hon." James replied to my somewhat satisfaction. I was torn between being a bit miffed and excited that he saw my mum sexually.
"Ok I'll let you off," I laughed. "Love you, speak to you later but see you Friday afternoon. Pack light."
The week went quickly and come Friday; James duly arrived with a small bag for his clothes as advised but with an Esky full of alcohol. I could see a weekend coming up with a lot of drinking. I had my own stash and mum and dad never went there without plenty of wine and the makings for margueritas.
"G'day Greg, Jane," said James as he greeted mum and dad in the kitchen. My parents insisted that he call them by their first names, as he was a young man now, no longer a boy.
"James, good to see you," cried mum as she moved to give him a big hug. Dad extended his hand and they shook enthusiastically.
"So James, did you pack the sunscreen? You are going to need it," teased mum.
James blushed slightly. "Bought a new bottle, just in case."
We all laughed and started to pack the car. We had food and grog and not much else, so soon we were on our way. In an hour and a half, we would be there, and the plan was to use their bbq facilities to cook dinner then spend the rest of the night relaxing by the pool with a few drinks. I was very excited but a little apprehensive about how James would handle it all. I had not divulged to him that there had been a heavy sexual overtone to our new found nudist lifestyle and I was unsure how it would play out over the weekend. Best I thought to just play it by ear and see what eventuates.
Leaving the sealed road, there was 5 kilometres of dirt to the resort. There was a real sense of being away from the hustle and bustle and we were surrounded by bush and delightfully, three kangaroos crossed our path as we made our way to the reception area.
We parked the car and went in.
Behind the counter was, I found out later, one of the owners, a woman possibly in her late 50s, small in stature and I suppose, not unexpectedly, totally naked.
"Greg, Jane," Katrina gushed "so nice to see you again so soon. And this must be your daughter and son in law."
No one corrected her on the sudden elevation of James into the family. "Nice to meet you too. I hope you enjoy your stay here," she added.
"I'm sure we will, "I answered truthfully as I was terribly excited about the weekend ahead.
"Here is your key, "said Katrina, "It's bungalow 5 which is right next door to your usual one. It has the two bedrooms of course."
Formalities over, we drove the short distance to the bungalow and unpacked the car. Each bedroom had a queen-sized bed and an ensuite so there was no fighting over who got what. I was pleasantly surprised by the very comfortable appointments. There was a kitchen /dining area, a lounge room with a large screen TV. There was a spacious deck with a bbq and very comfortable lounging furniture. It was a real home away from home, and I anticipated that we were going to have a very comfortable stay.
"OK, first things first, let's get out of these clothes," said dad, as he and mum headed to their bedroom. The moment of truth had arrived. I took James by the hand and walked to our room.
"How are you going Jimbo?" I asked with a hint of trepidation.
"I think I am going to be fine," said James reassuredly "no turning back now." With that, James started to undress. As it turned out, this was not going to take long. As it was hot and he wanted to be comfortable for the trip down, he was only wearing a T-shirt and shorts. And I stress only, as he was not even wearing underpants. I was equally under-dressed as I only had on a light sundress, also dispensing with the need for underwear. Naked, we took a deep breath and holding hands, ventured out into the living area.
"Beer?" asked dad as he stood naked by the fridge. Mum was standing by the bench preparing a plate of nibblies to have with the drinks. Dad got out three beers and poured a glass of white wine for mum.
I held James' hand tightly. I could see, quite naturally that he was running his eyes over the naked bodies of my parents before him. My mind caste itself back to our conversation earlier in the week when he called my mum "hot", and I had to suppress a giggle. As men are wont to do, I'm sure that he was comparing his own penis with dad's. I had discovered that dad when erect was bigger than James, not that it mattered, but with them both in a flaccid state there was no discernible difference. It was with a sense of relief that they both weren't hard. I knew dad would be on his best behaviour, to ease James into the new environment, but I was uncertain whether James would have the self-control, not to get excited in front of two naked women. So far so good.
We took our drinks out onto the deck and settled in.
"Cheers," cried mum and we raised our glasses. "Here's to a fun weekend."
"Hear, hear," we responded in unison. The weather was superb, warm with a light breeze and the sun was just setting, casting a soft orange glow. Birds flittered in and out of the magnolia tree that grew on the edge of the deck. I could sense that we had all entered that state of relaxation brought on by knowing that you had left the cares of the world behind you.
Mum got up and offered the snacks around. I could see James eyes follow her as she did so. As she bent down to offer James his turn, her breasts swayed seductively close to his face. He took some cheese and biscuits, and mum turned her back to him and returned the food to the table, bending over as she did so, affording James a glance of her firm rear and a hint of her pussy. Who could blame a man for looking and I detected just the slightest swelling of his cock.
"I had better get the steaks on," said dad. "Give me a hand James."
They made their way to the fridge and returned with the meat. In the tradition of male bonding, they stood and chatted and drank as they cooked the steaks. Mum and I went inside to prepare a salad.
"Things are going well Fiona," mum volunteered. "James has taken to it like a duck to water. I'm pleased and relieved."
"I thought he would,' I replied. "He has never had a problem with nudity around me." In fact, he will nude up at a drop of a hat and he doesn't mind ogling naked women." Mum laughed at this, perhaps unaware that James rather enjoyed checking her out when she was handing around the snacks.
Soon the food was ready, and we sat down to eat. The empty bottles were lining up on the bench. Already there were six empty beer bottles, one bottle of white wine had been finished and there were two bottles of red wine opened on the table. Who doesn't like a drink when on holidays?
With dinner finished we returned to the comfortable deck chairs. We were all drinking the red wine at this stage and dad filled up the glasses. I could see that he was getting a little drunk and James was matching him drink for drink, which was a bit of a worry as James was something of a lightweight in the drinking stakes.
"Well James, how are you enjoying your nudie getaway, Jane and I were a bit concerned that you might freak out," dad enquired.
"I'm loving it to be honest Greg," James replied." I can see why you and Jane are so keen on it. It is beautiful here and I have never been so relaxed. Which is a bit surprising as I was a bit scared how I would react being naked around you all."
"That was our concern too," said mum, "many people see nudity as some sort of sex charged environment. But it's just people doing what they do anywhere, just without clothes on."
"I have to admit,' said James "that I read up a bit about nude resorts this week and a lot of guys worry about getting erections and what happens if they do."
My heart skipped a beat, thinking that this might be dangerous territory for a conversation.
"Oh, you don't see a lot of that really," said mum "up at the pool area around other people, you can just jump into the water or roll on to your stomach or cover it with your towel until it goes away. People understand it is very natural. So long as you don't go waving it around no one cares. Around your own bungalow it's no one's business."
"Mum!" I squealed, "too much information."
Dad and James just laughed. Perhaps James was somewhat relieved with this advice.
"I was a bit worried about getting a hard on. Thought they might chuck me out," James confessed.
"You are safe here James," mum reassured. "Greg should know, he doesn't have to exercise any self-control here.
Well, my fears were well founded. The conversations had turned to erections and there was no going back now. I looked across to dad and I could see that his cock was growing, and he was making no effort to hide it, in fact he got up from his seat and went around to each of us filling up our wine glasses. By the time he got to me he had a full hard on, his cock only inches from my glass. Then he moved to James, whose jaw had dropped, taken aback somewhat by dad's state of excitement.
James looked across to me to gauge my reaction to the developing scenario. I simply gave James a resigned shrug of my shoulders and took another sip of wine, indicating that I was not overly concerned with the turn of events. James then glanced down to his own cock, which was also now growing to a state of excitement.
"Don't worry James," said mum "sit back and relax and enjoy it, no one is worried about it. It's perfectly natural and good that you don't have to worry about hiding it here."
James turned to me. "Is that right? I can sit here like this?"
"Fine by me," I said "as mum said, perfectly natural and we are on our deck and there is no one else around. "
James did not seem one hundred percent convinced but he took a sip of his red wine and settled back into his seat. Dad also sat there, his hard cock pointing skywards, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I was relishing the sight of the two men in my life sitting comfortably with their cocks proudly on display.
"Fiona, you didn't tell us that James has such a nice cock," said mum disarmingly.
"Well mum, it never really came up as a topic of discussion around the dinner table. You never told me dad had such a nice cock until I found out for myself." I replied defensively. At least I was pleased that mum had praised James' cock as he was smaller than dad, but to be honest, on closer examination the difference wasn't all that great.
"She's a lucky girl, isn't she Greg,' said mum. She was sitting between dad and James. Without another word, she reached across and wrapped her hand around James' cock. It was as if bolt of electricity had coursed through his body. He sat upright in his seat and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He looked across to me to see if I was outraged at all by her actions. Shocked, yes, outraged no, but I was surprised at how forward she was. No doubt the copious amount of wine that she had drunk had loosened all her inhibitions. I did feel that I should intervene. Feigning indignation, I said "Unhand that man, he is mine." Mum laughed and unleashed her grip. I'm sure she was well aware that another opportunity would present itself sometime over the weekend.
Mum shifted her position and turned towards dad. She took a firm hold of his cock and with a steady rhythm pumped it up and down. James looked on transfixed. I thought that I should follow mum's lead, but on second thoughts, it would be better to allow James to take in the sight without any distractions. So, we both watched on as mum got to work.
Expertly, she manipulated his rock-hard dick. With both hands she rubbed the length of his impressive member. Then deftly, she replaced her hands with her mouth and her head bobbed up and down, taking dad's cock right up to his balls. Then she would draw back, her tongue flicking dad's purple swollen glans. I thought it was now time to reward James. I leaned over and took his cock into my hot mouth. Slowly I traced the length of it with my tongue.
Mum was on her knees with her arse only inches away from James' hand. He stretched out and placed a finger into her steaming pussy. Then another. Slowly he motioned back and forth as I greedily sucked on his rod like cock.
I looked up at dad and I could see that he was close to cumming. "Yes, yes," he murmured softly as mum cupped his balls, squeezing them gently yet firmly to heighten his pleasure. "Yessssss," he cried as he exploded into mum's mouth. Still, she sucked hard and was never going to spill a drop. As dad slumped in his seat she lapped at his cock until he softened in her mouth.
I could sense that James was on the verge of his own orgasm. His cock was throbbing in my mouth, and I could feel a tension overtake him. Like mum, I was not going to waste a drop and I latched tightly onto his pulsating cock as he too unleashed a massive load of delicious, salty cum. James had his eyes closed and I certainly would have given a penny for his thoughts.
"Greg let's take our drinks to our room," said mum. "We will see you kids in the morning." With that they disappeared into their bedroom, without bothering, I might add, to close the door behind them.
I looked lovingly across to James. He smiled back at me. "Well that certainly was different," he gushed.
I grabbed his hand and led him to our room. We had some unfinished business to attend to, and we needed a good night's sleep as I was sure we had a big day in front of us.The Sun was streaming through the bedroom window, heralding a fine, hot day ahead. A pair of crimson rosellas were perched on the balcony railing, chirping noisily. I wondered to myself if they were in the habit of being fed by the visitors. Instinct told me that it is not wise to feed the native birds.
I looked across to James still sleeping soundly next to me. I was so pleased that he had had a fun time the night before. He took it all in his stride, embracing nudity around my parents and then happily watching on as mum sucked dad's cock and allowing me to suck his cock in front of them. It was a great start to the weekend.
I looked at my phone for the time. It was close to 10am. We had all slept in after a big night of drinking and sexual frivolity. I could hear mum and dad stirring in the next room, so I gently rubbed James' flaccid cock to wake him up. He murmured softly and shifted slightly to my touch.
"Good morning Jimbo," I said as he struggled to open his weary eyes.
"Mmmmmm, morning babe. Thanks for the wake up call," he joked looking down to my hand, tenderly massaging his swelling cock.
"Did you have fun last night, honey?" I enquired, knowing full well that he did.
"I sure did," replied James, "best fun I've had in a long time. Certainly saw your parents in a new light. I like it. I think we are going to have a few fun filled days."
Mum was now up and she poked her head into our bedroom.
"Morning sleepy heads," she cried perhaps too cheerily. "Who would like some breakfast? I'm making bacon and eggs."
"Yes please." James and I bellowed in unison.
"Ok, I'll get it started, you two can come out when you have finished what you are doing." mum said knowingly, giving me a wink as l had my hand wrapped around James' stiff cock all the time that she was talking to us.
I rested my head on James' chest. His breathing was quickening as I languidly stroked his manhood. Dad popped his head in to say hello on his way to the kitchen. We both simply said good morning without missing a beat. James' had his hands behind his head as he relaxed completely as I quickened the tempo of my wanking. I could feel his hard cock begin to pulsate in my hand and I knew he was about to cum. I didn't want to miss a drop so I quickly shoved his throbbing manhood into my mouth and instantly a flood of hot jizz splashed the back of my throat. I swallowed greedily and sucked slowly until James softened as my tongue lashed him. James let out a low, satisfied moan.
"Looks like the kids will be out for breakfast soon." said dad to raucous laughter from mum.
Dad was only half right. It was marvellous to lie in bed. It was delightfully warm, and we could have stayed there a bit longer, but the allure of cooking bacon was too great, so we staggered into the kitchen.
"Coffee, we need coffee," I cried plaintively, seeking the miraculous hangover healing qualities of that magical bean. There was a coffee machine on the bench, so I set to work making each of us a brew. Soon, the toast was cooked, and the bacon and eggs were ready, so we sat down to eat.
"Looks like a hot one coming up," declared mum, "reckon we might spend a bit of time around the pool."
"Or head to the river," suggested dad, "the water there was fantastic last week. We even saw a platypus."
"A platypus!" I shrieked, "I want to see a platypus, I've never seen one."
"Don't get your hopes up Fiona, they are pretty elusive," dad replied. "But we should go to the river, there are some lovely sandy stretches that are quite secluded."
So it was decided. After breakfast we were off to the river. We packed the hamper with some bread rolls and fruit, and we took the small cooler that held a soft drink each. The river was only about ten minutes away, so even though it was going to be hot, it would not be an exhausting walk. It turned out to be a very pleasant walk as the track was for the most part shaded by overhanging trees. We turned a bend and the river lay before us. It was not particularly wide and from appearances, the water seemed quite still and calm. We walked a short distance up stream and as dad declared, there was a nice sandy patch, just perfect for the four of us.
"Last one in is a rotten egg," I screamed as I raced towards the cooling waters and dived in. The water was indeed spectacular, with just the hint of a cooling edge to it. Soon we were all in, floating around and splashing each other like little children.
I swam up to James and he flung his arms around my waist and drew me close. The cool waters had made my nipples hard and I playfully rubbed myself against James' chest. It felt very nice and James' seemed to think so too as I could feel his cock firming and poking me in the stomach. I reached down to assure myself that it was indeed the case and sure enough, he was sporting a full erection. He pushed himself away from me and floated on his back, his hard on pointing proudly to the sky.
"Up periscope!" shouted mum as James drifted towards her. As he came within arm's length of her she friskily reached out and gave his cock a good natured tweak.
"Dive, dive," James replied, and he bobbed under water. He came to the surface facing mum.
"Release torpedo," he commanded and with that he wrapped his legs around mum's waist and rubbed his hard cock against her pussy. Mum spread her legs and James easily manouvered his manhood into mum's waiting love tunnel.
"I've been hit!" mum cried which sent dad and I into hysterics. "I think it's a cruise missile...I'm done for." James was pumping slowly and mum by this stage had thrown her legs around his waist. We watched on in admiration as James managed to keep some semblance of balance as he fucked mum. Mum helped by throwing her arms around his neck and planting a warm sloppy kiss on his lips.
"I think the missile is about to explode," exclaimed James as he sensed his orgasm coming.
"Yes, yes," cried mum "fuck me hard James, fuck me." And so he did; ripples formed on the water around them as they both thrashed about in the throes of their carnal desires.
"Mmmmmm", said mum as they drifted apart. "That was so good James, thank you."
I looked on lovingly, without a hint of jealously having witnessed my boyfriend just fuck my mother, Dad seemed equally impressed and gave James a knowing look. We splashed around for a minute or two longer then made our way ashore to luxuriate in the warm morning sunshine.
When we were in the water, I notice a couple, perhaps in their early forties, pass by on the beach and made their way about twenty metres further up. They had brought a sun umbrella, perhaps expecting a long stay. They were both now laying on their towels, savouring the warm conditions. It did not go unnoticed that the husband was sporting a full erection. He seemed totally oblivious to our presence and certainly we couldn't have cared less.
I was laying on my stomach, feeling the sun biting into my back. Dad was sitting next to me.
"Dad, could you put some sunblock on my back, I feel I'm burning," I begged.
"Sure honey."
Dad dribbled a good quantity of the lotion down the length of my spine and then proceeded to sensuously rub it in. Starting with my shoulders, he massaged gently, gradually making his way down. He got to my arse and applied another dose. He spread my arse cheeks and worked the lotion around my butthole. He lingered there, running his fingers over my hole and then I felt some pressure as one finger began to work its way inside me. The feeling was sublime and I relaxed completely as his finger worked back and forth. Soon, I felt another finger had entered me. I squirmed, my pussy rubbing hard against the towel that I was lying on. Dad trickled a little more lotion into my hole and his fingers slipped in and out more easily. I wanted more.
"Fuck my arse dad, stick your cock up me." I begged. I looked across and dad was applying sunlotion to his massive cock. For a minute I was fearful that his giant cock was going to hurt me, but I was overwhelmed with the desire for him to stick it up me. I felt the head of his dick pressing up against my tight arsehole. Gently he eased it in, inch by inch. My sphincter eased and soon, I could feel my cavity filled with rod like cock. Dad slowly and carefully stroked back and forth. The pressure in my hole was delicious and I swear that I was getting wet back there. I could see that mum was watching open mouthed and was patting dad's arse as it pumped up and down. I love anal sex and dad was bringing me to a powerful orgasm.
"I'm cumming honey," dad cried breathlessly and he exploded inside me. The sensation of his pulsating cock inside my tight arsehole brought me to my own shuddering orgasm. I could feel that my towel under me was getting soaked from my juices. Dad had collapsed on my back and the full body length contact mirrored the closeness to him that I was experiencing at that very moment. We lay together, entwined and I did not want dad to pull out. I wanted his cock to slowly soften inside me, then just fall out naturally. I wanted to savour every minute of this most intimate of moments.
Looking up the beach, I could see that the couple there had watched our performance. They were laying on their sides facing us. The husband was still sporting his erection and the wife was slowly stroking it. I hope they enjoyed it as much as I did.
Mum and James went back into the water. I was happy to stay a little longer, with dad's body pressing against me.
"I love you dad," I softly whispered in his ear. Our new found intimacy had only reinforced the deep love that I had for my parents. I never thought that we would ever be doing the things that we had over the last week. I asked myself, should we be doing this, but I could not think of any reason not to. Love defines itself differently for different people. For me and my family, this familiarity feels so natural and has only grown the bond between us.
"I love you too Fiona. I love you and your mum more than anything in the world." dad tenderly replied. He lay there silently for a while. "OK, time to cool off." With that dad got up and strolled to the river's edge. I got up and followed him.
The four of us swam quietly, reminiscing on the fun that we had just experienced.
"I don't know about you lot, but I'm starving," I said, "can we have some lunch?"
"Of course, honey," replied mum, "I'm hungry too, let's go."
I loved being naked. Everything is so easy. After a swim, no need to get clothed to walk back to our bungalow. In fact, we didn't even bother to dry off, instead allowing the warm sun to do the job as we strolled home.
We left the beach to the couple upstream of us. I glanced back at them to see the wife giving her husband a blow job. Seems we weren't the only ones enjoying sex in the great outdoors. I was beginning to understand why mum and dad were so taken with this lovely resort. We were all having the best time and it was only lunch time on our first day here. My mouth watered at the thought of what lay ahead.Can I help you with lunch, Jane?" asked James when we returned to the bungalow after our trip to the river.
"Thank you, James," mum replied, "it is just going to be some rolls with meat and salad. Perhaps you can slice a tomato or two."
"Done." said James. I threw him an admiring glance. I loved that he was so polite and helpfully. He really had endeared himself to my parents, possibly more so now that he has proven to be skilful sexually.
"Beer o'clock," said dad. I looked at my phone. It was just past midday. Normally, that might be a bit early for me, but being on a mini vacation, any time was a good time for a drink. Dad and James had a beer while mum and I had a white wine.
Lunch was soon ready, so we adjourned to the shade of the deck to eat it.
"So, what do you two think of River Island?" mum enquired.
"It's just lovely mum, so peaceful, all the wildlife too, and the river was just perfect." I enthused.
"You haven't even seen the pool area yet," added Dad, "there are two jacuzzies there, the barn where they have dances and music and pool tables and table tennis. You never get bored here. Or you can just lie in the sun and get an all over tan. It's entirely up to you. Let's go up there after lunch."
"Sounds good to me dad, can't wait."
Lunch was a leisurely affair. We sat and talked and drank, taking in the ambience and watching the colourful birds who fluttered in and perched on the balcony railing. The lucky ones got scraps of bread thrown for them.
"OK, pool time I reckon," said dad eventually, "I will pack the cooler with some drinks."
The pool area was about a hundred metres from our bungalow. We strolled down leisurely and soon we could hear the hum of chatter and laughter. The pool was, naturally, enclosed and consisted of a sparkling oval shaped pool with crystal clear sparkling water. It certainly looked inviting. There was a large sun deck as well as an equally large, covered area. As dad advised there were the two jacuzzies, one in the open and the other under the covered area. Unsurprisingly, due to the spectacular weather, there was a good crowd there. Perhaps 30 to 40 people, mostly couples of mum and dad's age or older, certainly a few much older couples, one couple James and my age and a sprinkling of single males. This was generally the crowd make up that I expected.
We found a table that was in the shade but just on the edge of an area of the deck where we could sun ourselves. We laid down our towels, claiming that space. Then, straight into the inviting water of the pool. James, ever the kid did a bomb, he said there were no signs forbidding such juvenile behaviour, whilst I performed my most elegant dive. The sensible adults entered via the pool ladder. The water at this end was chest deep so we stood for a while, chatting, and enjoying the cooling effect of the pool's perfect temperature.
People gazing is one of the simple innocent pleasures of nudism. Whilst it is rude to stare, it is only human to want to look, compare, enjoy the other human forms on offer. There was a veritable smorgasbord of shapes and size, as you would expect.
Large breast, small breasts, large penises, small penises, shaved, predominantly and natural. The occasional display of body jewellery, nipple rings, labia rings, one cock ring, ankle bracelets and of course tattoos, with one striking example on a woman's vagina. One thing that I loved about nudism and those who practice it is the non judgemental element of it. People are free to be themselves and express themselves accordingly. And people are friendly as we were soon making small talk with those around us.
James and I swam off to a corner by ourselves, leaving mum and dad chatting with a couple that they clearly knew from a previous visit. James threw his arms around me and held me close.
"Fi, this is the best time I've had in a long time," James spurted out, "I never for a moment thought that we would be doing what we are. Am I dreaming? I mean are you OK with all this; me fucking your mother? Your dad fucking you? Up the arse? What is that all about? "
"Jimbo, I have to say, I'm as shocked as you are." I admitted. "But I'm really into it. The thrill of it all has me wet all day long. I love my mum and dad, and you of course, more than anything in the world. I have never felt closer to them. It all feels so perfectly natural to me. I don't feel any shame at all. I want it to stay this way forever, though I know it can't. but I want to ride this wave while I can."
James held me tighter as if confirm that he was on board with my thoughts. I hugged him tight and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. I pulled my head back stopping the kiss for fear that such open displays of affection in public were frowned upon. Yet I still held James tight, and I could feel his cock growing and pressing against my stomach. He rubbed gently against me as we looked lovingly into each other's eyes. I was sure that I could discreetly move my hand down and give James' cock a little tweak, so I did. I had no intention of pulling him off in the pool, but a little bit of a stroke would do no harm, except that it might make a dignified exit from the pool difficult for him. I gave a silent giggle for the predicament he found himself in. Of course, the only thing for us to do was to disentangle ourselves and give James time for his hard on to disappear.
We stood chatting waiting for this to happen. I looked across and saw a couple enter the pool area. They walked close by as they made their way to a shaded area. I recognized them as the couple who were at the river earlier. They were in their late 40s I would say and had very deep tans. The male was tall and muscular and whilst his penis was flaccid, it was an imposing length and girth. A girl can look. His wife was more petite, but for a smaller woman she had large breasts and huge areolas. There was the hint that her nipples might be large when aroused.
They put their basket on a spare table in the shade and then laid their towels on the deck in the sunshine. They laid down, both on their backs to enjoy the sensation of the hot sun warming their bodies. The wife lay there with her legs somewhat spread-eagled, affording an uninterrupted view of her pussy as she was, as most were, hairless in that area. It did not seem in any way inappropriate, as this prompted me to look around and there were other women with their legs a little apart, perhaps not to the extent of this woman. I liked the idea that women were not forced to adhere to some absurd moral code of keeping their vulvas contained. I caught James' attention and motioned for him to have a peek in her direction. He raised his eyebrows in appreciation and gave me a little smile of acknowledgement. Oh no, I thought to myself, all the good work of getting his hard on to subside could now be undone.
"I'll follow you up the ladder," was James' solution. He had just a hint of a hard on which would in no way have drawn adverse attention. We dried off and grabbed a drink from the cooler. We sat silently and took in the ambience of the good natured crowd around us. Soon mum and dad joined us.
"I was starting to get a bit wrinkly from being in the water so long," said mum as she reached into the cooler and got out a couple of beers.
"I could have stayed in there a bit longer too, " I returned "the water is so refreshing. "
The four of us sat in the shade enjoying a drink. People watching is one of the joys of nudism I soon discovered. It was special to sit and chat, naked without a care in the world, watching those around us laughing and talking as if they were at a party somewhere, only with the added benefit of doing it in the nude.
We had finished our beers when dad suggested we try out the jacuzzi. There were two, one in the open and the other under cover. We opted for the one under cover as we had already had our fair share of sun for the day. Also, there was no one in it.
We jumped in, but the water was still and we all wanted bubbles. Dad knew the drill, so pressed a button and the jacuzzi erupted in an eruption of bubbles. Although it was a hot day and the water was hot, it was still somehow invigorating and the jets had a soothing, massaging effect on the body. I could easily have fallen asleep there. I closed my eyes and savoured the moment.
"Mind if we join you?"
I opened my eyes and saw the husband and wife from the river earlier.
"The more the merrier," responded dad. There was room for eight, even more at a pinch and I heard that the record was fourteen! You would want to be amongst friends then I would imagine.
I was sitting next to James and the husband sat next to me and his wife next to him, with dad being next to her. We sat silently for a minute, before the small talk started. You know, nice day, going to be a hot one etc etc.
"My name is Elliott and this is my wife Greta," our companion finally volunteered.
"Pleased to meet you Elliott and Greta," dad answered "I'm Greg, my wife Jane and my daughter Fiona and her friend James."
Elliott caste a glance to his wife Great and had a quizzical look on his face. I instantly knew what he was thinking. He would have seen dad fucking me down by the river and now he knew that I was his daughter he would have been somewhat surprised. I thought I should say something but bit my tongue.
"Did I see you guys down by the river this morning? It was lovely in wasn't it." ventured Elliott.
"It was," I piped up "I was hoping to see a platypus, but no luck."
"They are hard to spot," replied Greta, "though we have only been here once before, about a year ago, so I suppose we can't really judge. But there is a lot of wildlife. You never know what you will see down there."
I took this to be a not too subtle reference to what she had seen earlier. I was not concerned. I couldn't care less if people were watching.
Elliott was sitting next to me and although the jacuzzi was not tightly packed his leg was resting up against mine. I made no effort to move away. The group chit chatted way and before too long, I felt Elliott's hand on my thigh. I could see where this was going, and I was keen to encourage him so I placed my hand on his thigh. We each gently rubbed up and down. His hand moved up to the top of my thigh, so I parted my legs, knowing full well that he would love a feel of my pussy. Soon his fingers had found their way into my love tunnel and he gently massaged my clit. The bubbles discreetly hid any activity going on below.
Of course, I needed to have a feel of his cock, so I reached across and was shocked to find that I wasn't the only one with that idea. Greta had her hand firmly wrapped around Elliott's cock and I withdrew my own hand in shock. I looked Greta in the face and she responded with a knowing look, as if to say, it's fine go ahead. No further encouragement required, so my hand returned to Elliott's substantial cock that could clearly accommodate both our hands.
At this point, both of Greta's hands were below water. It was my guess, which later proved to be correct, that she had her other hand stroking dad's cock. This was pretty evident as he had his head leaning back, and his eyes were closed, taking in the erotic pleasure. Bizarrely, well to me at least, Greta was able to carry on a conversation with the rest of the group, laughing and joking, perhaps thrilled that the others were unaware of her activity under the cover of the bubbles.
"Would you both like to join us for pre-dinner drinks on our balcony tonight?" dad finally volunteered, managing to speak despite the distraction.
"We would love to, wouldn't we honey," said Greta enthusiastically. Elliott nodded in agreement.
"OK, come by around 4 o'clock, we are in bungalow 5," dad stated.
"Perfect," said Greta," see you then. Come on Elliott, I'm getting out, it's getting too hot for me, I need a dip in the pool.
I released my grip on Elliott's still rock hard cock. Greta was the first to move and Elliott lingered behind her. As he left the jacuzzi, his cock had subsided only a little and he walked back to his towel unconcerned. No one else seemed to take any notice.
" I think I need a beer," said dad.
We all seemed to be in agreeance, so we exited the jacuzzi, with dad leading the way with half a hard on. Nonchalantly he strolled back to our table. Mercifully, he sat down so that his cock was not on full display. I would have thought that dad might have been more discreet, but it did not seem to be an overtly sexual display, so perhaps erections were not that frowned upon. That said, in all the time that we were at the pool area, I did not see another one. I still held the belief that social nudism is non sexual and I liked the idea that naked people could act normally in such a setting without it becoming sexually charged. Soon dad's boner had subsided, and I did not see it get hard again for the rest of the afternoon that we were around the pool.
For my own part, I was feeling somewhat hot and bothered, as I looked forward to what might develop on our balcony with our new friends later in the afternoon. The fact that we were getting into the alcohol suggested that our inhibitions could be loosened, and a fun time could develop. Time would tell.
All our drinks had gone so it seemed the appropriate time to leave the pool area and head back to our bungalow. It had been a lovely afternoon; drinking, swimming, chatting with the other nudists, but it was approaching 4 o'clock and we had invited our new friends Elliott and Greta over for a drink before dinner. So we packed our things and headed out.
It was still a very warm day, but in the shade of the balcony, there was a gentle breeze blowing which cooled things down. The fact of the matter was that we had spent a few hours by the pool and we had consumed quite a bit of alcohol. As we awaited our guests, mum prepared some food to nibble on and dad set up the Bluetooth speaker for some music. Not much really needed to be done, so we settled down with another drink. I was thinking I might have to book into AA at the end of this weekend.
"Hello," came a cheery voice as Elliott and Greta approached "It's us."
"Come on up," replied dad.
They had brought a cooler which would no doubt contain their drinks, and they put it down beside the two spare lounges set aside for them. They had towels with them which as is the polite thing to do, they placed over the seats.
"Hasn't it been a beautiful day!" I enthused to start the small talk off.
"Oh, it certainly has; this weather is beautiful, and it is just perfect here on your balcony," said Elliott as he reached into the cooler and pulled out two rum and cokes, handing one to Greta. Dad and James were staying with the beers, while mum and I opened a bottle of white wine, a very nice Italian pinot grigio.
We sat and drank and chatted easily. I really liked our new friends. They were very down to earth, and both had a wicked sense of humour. Soon the talk got round to the river and the events of the morning.
"Greta and I were so pleased that we decided to head to the river earlier, we certainly enjoyed the entertainment," Elliott declared, "but maybe not as much as you did Fiona. I have to say, that when you introduced yourselves in the jacuzzi earlier, we were a little taken aback to know that you and Greg are father and daughter. You really are a close family aren't you."
I could have feigned embarrassment, but in fact I was keen to discuss it further.
"We are one big happy family now that we have discovered the nudist lifestyle." I enthused. "My boyfriend James has been so understanding and such a willing participant. There is no jealousy, he and mum are now so much closer, and I have never been closer to my dad. We love this new openness, and we are just having the best time. It all feels so perfectly natural.
"We say go for it," Greta added. "There is too much neurosis about sex amongst family. Society can be way too uptight."
There were nods of agreement all round. The talk of sex seemed to be having an effect on the men. I looked across and dad, James and Elliott were all sporting boners. They weren't playing with themselves, but they had come to the realization that they could be comfortable in each other's company and there was no need to cover their erections. I was thrilled that the men could sit there and chat freely and not worry about such things.
"We noticed that you were enjoying yourself down by the river too," mum declared.
"Yes, we are true exhibitionists. We get a real thrill out of people watching us have sex. Away from the pool area you do see a fair bit of it around here. I reckon many nudists are exhibitionists. You guys seem to be." Elliott replied. "I mean, look at us guys here, hard cocks on display for all to see and enjoy."
He was right of course. For our family now, nudism and sex go hand in hand. We loved the buzz of being naked and sexual, being free to express ourselves without judgement. And yes, the sight of three hard cocks was delightful.
It seemed that Elliott's words were a call to action. I was sitting next to James so I shifted over and took his cock in my mouth. This prompted the others to do likewise and I was excited to see that Greta had taken in dad's cock and mum had secured herself to Elliott's manhood. What a sight it must have been, and how fortunate that our balcony was somewhat protected from the passing foot traffic.
James was as hard as I can ever remember him being. I took the whole length of his cock into my mouth, and I could feel the tip of it deep in my throat. I drew back and forth, sucking with all my strength. My tongue lashed that magnificent cock as James laid back in the sunlounge and relished the attention.
I could see beyond James that Greta was skilfully sucking dad's cock. Her movements were quick and deep, not stopping for breath as she glided effortlessly up and down dad's shaft. Like James, his head swayed backwards as he concentrated hard on the enjoyment he was receiving.
Mum was not to be outdone. She was no novice at cock-sucking and Elliott was the beneficiary of her skills in fellatio. In contrast to Greta, her movements up and down were slower and more rhymical, treating Elliott to a variation to his wife's techniques. As there is more than one way to skin a cat, there is more than one way to give a blowjob and the different methods on show was a revelation. One thing for certain was that the men were enjoying themselves, as I'm sure so to were the women.
It was no contest to see who lasted longest and it was James who was the first to cum. I could feel the moment was near, when his breath quickened, and I could sense his muscles tightening. He started fucking my mouth, so I stopped my motion and enjoyed his pumping action. I grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently. He exploded violently and sent a torrent of hot jizz down my throat. I swallowed greedily, intent on not spilling a drop. Load after load cascaded into my mouth. The salty nectar was delicious, and I latched onto that cock and determined not to let it go until it had softened in my mouth.
I could now focus my attention on the others. Greta was nearest me and her arse was in the air, affording me a glorious view of her gorgeous pussy. She had large protruding labia, which was in contrast to my own rather compact pussy. They swayed gently as her body moved as she sucked dad's cock. I wanted a suck on those beautiful flaps, and it was all I could do resist the urge. I had the feeling that my opportunity would soon present itself. Her head was bobbing up and down and I could hear dad muttering softly....yes...yes...yes...as he approached his own orgasm. Greta sensed it coming and her fingers found their way to her pussy that was visibly dropping love juice on the deck below her. She rubbed forcefully and as dad erupted, she pulled back and his cum blasted onto her generous bosom. Her breath shortened too as she experienced her own climax. She slowed the pace of her rubbing and eased herself down from her "petit mort". She collapsed back onto her sunlounge with a very satisfied look on her face.
What a show were witnessing. It was now left to mum to bring Elliott to his happy ending. To be honest, I wasn't too sure if anyone else was watching as they were all coming down from their own pleasure zone. For my part, I was intrigued by watching mum in action. I could scarcely believe that only 2 weeks ago, I had not even seen mum and dad naked, now I was watching them have sex with strangers. I felt enormously blessed. Mum was doing a fine job, sucking confidently. I wondered if mum would swallow. I presumed so, as that seemed to be her definite preference. When Greta pulled back and didn't swallow, I wondered if she did not care for it and if that was the case, Elliott was in for a treat. Mum would ensure that he enjoyed the new experience. We were soon to find out. Elliott was on the brink of cumming. He grabbed mum's head and threw his own head back, He let out a long, deep guttural growl and his cock pulsated in mum's mouth. Mum locked her lips around his considerable girth and swallowed every drop that he drove down her throat. She fell on his chest and their bodies heaved in unison as they savoured the sexual electricity that surged through their bodies.
Six exhausted adults laid silently on the sunlounges; no words need be spoken.
We reached for our drinks. Mine was empty and so was Greta's.
"Can I get you a top up of your wine, Fiona?" Greta graciously enquired. "I'm getting a drink for myself."
"Thank you Greta, I sure need one," I giggled.
Greta went to the ice bucket on the table and returned with the wine. I held out my glass to be filled. As I was seated and she was standing, her pussy was only inches away from my mouth. She filled my glass and I put it on the deck beside me. I then took the bottle from her and placed it down there as well. I then pulled her towards me, her pussy smelt wonderful from the love juices that flowed as she lapped dad's cock. I had to suck on those gorgeous labia. I took them into my mouth and lashed them with my tongue. I sucked and licked and sucked and licked some more. I drew them deeply into my mouth and held them there as I swirled them back and forth. I nibbled them gently and as Greta responded favourably, I bit them more forcefully. Greta fell back onto her sunlounge, spreading her legs and I followed her there. I continued my attack on her swollen labia. She held my head tightly as I flicked my tongue over her engorged clit, She squirmed to my touch. For the second times in a matter of minutes, she was about to explode in another orgasm.
My mouth was filled with her labia as she came, sending a torrent of cum into my mouth. It flowed like a fountain. I had never experienced anything like it. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but it burst out of my mouth. The deck below us was awash with her juices. I licked my lips and delighted in the luscious taste of her love nectar. My body tingled from the extraordinary sensation that I had just experienced.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
"Wow indeed," responded James," that was absolutely out of this world."
He wasn't wrong. I picked up my drink, but for a moment, I didn't want to drink for fear of washing the delicious taste out of my mouth.
Looking around there was nothing but satisfied faces. The night was but young and there was a real sense of more fun ahead.