my story of living in a nudist family
Okay so I'm a 25 year-old male and my entire life I've had a lot of choices to make about how to talk to people about my parents because they are nudists. I'm posting this here because it feels good to open up about it and not everyone I know (in fact, very few people I know) would be accepting and understanding. I also describe myself as a nudist too. Quick sidebar here before I continue: nudism and naturism are wonderful (though probably not for everyone under the sun); and sexual relationships with family members (incest) is a very, very different thing. I say this because my relationship with my family has become sexual, but sex is NOT inherently tied to the nudist lifestyle. One big (BIG) misperception about nudism and nudists is that they are swingers or polyamorous, or that living your life without clothes is somehow always about sex; it's not.
That being said, I want to tell my story here and it does involve sex. (So, that's a trigger warning I guess.)
My mom and my dad have always been nudists and there is a nudist camp (some might say colony) near our home and we would travel there pretty often when I was growing up. It was a family environment and everyone was nude and when I was very young it didn't seem strange to me at all. It was just how summer was for us.
I have one sister and she is also now an adult and also now a nudist too. When I was an adolescent/school-aged/teenager I realized that having nudist parents was pretty unique. It was totally typical for me to come home from school, get naked, and spend time with my parents and my sister nude - or watch TV naked on the couch, or do homework naked, or help make dinner nude, whatever. I realized pretty early that most kids went home and kept their clothes on. I also realized pretty early that a lot of other kids (and parents too) thought that nudism was very weird and strange and, sometimes, vulgar or shameful.
SO when I was at school or with friends I got used to being very careful about who I told about my parents' nudism - only my best friends knew - and I was very careful about having any friends come visit me (because my parents would almost certainly be nude (unless another parent asked them not to be). My closest friends didn't care, but other kids didn't need to know.
That was about the time that both myself and my sister (who is one year apart from me) started feeling some shades of shame about nudism and we kept our clothes on at home, didn't want to go to the nudist camp, and did not describe ourselves as nudists anymore. Basically, we were kinda turning into the other kids at school who thought of it was weird and gross.
Fast forward a few years - I graduated from school, got a job, moved out - and I missed the nudist lifestyle and I gradually came back to it. I stopped wearing clothes at home, I started going back to the nudist camp more regularly, and I spent more time with my nudist parents. My sister had more or less the same evolution and also went back to her nudism roots.
Now, up to this point (basically when I was 20ish) my relationship with my family was totally platonic, non-sexual, and nudism was just a way of life (that I briefly stepped away from when I was a teenager). I have to admit that I've had sexual thoughts about family members (both my parents have kept themselves in excellent shape - the nudist lifestyle for them has included a lot of exercise and I think anyone their age would be very thankful to be as trim and fit as they are). Despite these occasional thoughts (I was a horny teenager for years after all), we had never really done anything together.
The only sexual activity in our house at that point was between my mom and dad and, in all honestly, they were very open and unashamed about sex - so they rarely closed their bedroom door when they had sex, they could easily be heard by both my sister and myself - but it was never anything like I went in the room and joined them or anything.
That changed a couple years ago. Quick sidebar here before I go into how that all changed, but I think it's worth mentioning that I started to suspect (and now I definitely know) that my mom is what you might call a "size queen." Aside from being physically fit, my dad also has a large penis. In fact, it was pretty common, even early on, for him to receive extra attention or comments about that fact when in a nudist setting, like the nudist camp. My mom could be subtle, but she exhibited a certain pride in her well-hung husband.
The reason I mention this fact is what happened when I was visiting my parents a couple years ago. My parents were nude, I was nude (my sister was not present), and we had been drinking wine. I was crossing the kitchen and I guess my dick was kinda flopping around. My mom, in a very wholesome and innocent way, made mention of the fact that I was growing up to be a full-grown man - and part of her comment was that my *ahem* penis was markedly big, like dad's.
I looked down, nodded, and basically said "yeah, I guess it is kinda big now that I'm all grown up." My mom gave me a very warm smile and my dad nodded in agreement. I pointed out that while mine was kinda big, it wasn't as big as dad's and my mom looked at his, shrugged, and said "I guess."
My mom, in her motherly pride, said "aww, my baby's all grown up!" and came over to me and gave me a big hug. It was actually really sweet. There was, still, nothing sexual about this interaction. But, as I mentioned, my mom is very attractive and her tits were pressed up against me, I could feel my dick pressing up against her, and the blood kinda started flowing. My dick started to get a little hard and at the end of our hug my mom looked down and saw that I was starting to get an erection.
My mom (god love her) didn't miss a beat and said something along the lines of " oh, I see it's still growing!" and giggled. I blushed (since I had very VERY rarely ever gotten an erection in front of my parents) and tried to brush it off. But - it was still getting harder.
Even without my mom hugging me (with her gorgeous tits) anymore, my erection was undeniable and impossible to ignore. Our conversation moved on to other things (I have no idea what we talked about because I was embarrassed and horny and trying to think of other things; who cares about whatever small talk we were making). BUT as we continued talking, I noticed my mom's hand was gently caressing my dad's dick and he was (I could easily tell) starting to get a boner himself. It was also very VERY rare for my dad to have an erection in front of me.
At a certain point I kinda laughed nervously and said "Mom! What are you doing haha" and gestured to dad's growing hardon. She kinda just laughed, stopped stroking it, gently pet it one last time, and took her hand away, saying "oh sorry, I got distracted haha"
Maybe it was the wine, or the late hour, or maybe my dad was just feeling frisky - but he promptly told her "well hey, now that you've woken it up, don't stop! sheesh!" He wasn't fully hard yet, but I'll admit it was already an impressive size - and growing.
This is where I guess I got a little brave (again, maybe it was the wine talking), but I chimed in "well that's not fair, you woke mine up too!"
At this point my mom gave me a look I honestly had never seen before - it was a smile, but it was a very non-innnocent smile. It was like a mischievous grin. She cocked her head and just said "okay okay well then come over here" and I stepped a little closer to the two of them, on the other side of my mom.
At that point my mom had one hand caressing my dad's dick and one hand caressing mine. All three of us were looking down, at her two hands and our two cocks, kinda in disbelief that this was happening - and and me and dad were getting fully erect.
Eventually it became obvious to all three of us that were were pretty horny so we moved from the kitchen to the living room and my mom had me kneel on the couch. My dad was using his hand to stroke his cock and my hardon was just bobbing in the air, right near my mom's face, throbbing with sexual anticipation. She reached out and gave it a few more strokes, and then she leaned closer, putting her face right next to it, opened her mouth, and started to give me a fucking amazing blowjob.
I was watching her tits bounce as she sucked on my hard cock and I would be lying if I said I had not imagined that very scenario sooo many times alone in my bedroom as a teenager.
It did not take my dad long to realize what his role was in this incestuous threesome, and he started fucking her from behind, sliding in and out of her pussy while she moaned and slobbered on my cock. My dad and I shared a look while my mom serviced the both of us and it was actually the hottest moment of it - we were both in pure ecstasy, no shame whatsoever, both fully hard, pumping in and out of mom, looking at each other, beads of sweat on our foreheads, and loving every minute of it.
I really did not expect this to happen and I certainly didn't expect it to go much further, but after a bit my mom took my rock hard cock out of her mouth, let my dad slide out of her, then tossed her hair back, took a deep breath, and looked at my dad, who was euphoric.
She said "Mmmm I love my hung men" and then, facing my dad this time, knelt down and started sucking his dick. I was so turned on, watching her give him a blowjob (or at least trying to - when fully hard my dad's dick barely fits in her mouth) and I was stroking my dick, still wet from my mom's mouth, enjoying the show.
I thought my part was done, that I would just watch them, and maybe just stroke mine until I finished, perfectly content with the blowjob and show - but I realized my mom was arching her back, positioning herself close to my waist, inching up to me with her ass - and as I was stroking my dick, the head was brushing up against her, as she gyrated in response.
I probably looked like such a goofball because my mouth was open and I was just staring at my hard dick poking up and against my mom while I stroked it - because my dad, who was looking at me with this grin on his face just said "it's ok" and I fully understood what he meant. A moment later I held my mom's waist, moaned, and I inched forward a little more and slid my hard cock into my mom's wet pussy.
She let out a moan as she continued sucking my dad and her gyrations amplified as she took the whole shaft of my dick inside her. It was surreal. I pumped into her harder and harder. I never wanted it to end.
Eventually we all needed to catch our breath, my mom enjoyed stroking us both a bit more, and then - and I know this might be a disappointing end for anyone reading this - but we ended up moving to separate rooms. They went to their bedroom to continue fucking and I went to my bedroom to finish myself off.
We ended up having a very heartfelt and productive conversation about what happened. Everything was consensual and there was no coercion or pressure from either of them, or from me. We were consenting adults enjoying our bodies and, I'll admit it broke down some barriers for all of us (especially since I had harbored sexual thoughts about both of them for a while now), but we spoke openly and honestly. There was no pressure to make it happen again, but we all agreed that we would enjoy doing more, and so that was our first encounter of what would become (and still is) a very healthy sexual relationship.
It bears repeating that nudism and sex are not connected - not everyone who practices nudism together is interested in having sex, including family members - but in my case (and my sister's) we have found we enjoy both shared nudism as a family, and a consensual sexual relationship. Also, I think my mom has wanted this for a long time haha
I hope you enjoyed my story and I welcome all (intelligent) comments. Also, I'm happy to tell this forum more or answer questions about our relationship.
That being said, I want to tell my story here and it does involve sex. (So, that's a trigger warning I guess.)
My mom and my dad have always been nudists and there is a nudist camp (some might say colony) near our home and we would travel there pretty often when I was growing up. It was a family environment and everyone was nude and when I was very young it didn't seem strange to me at all. It was just how summer was for us.
I have one sister and she is also now an adult and also now a nudist too. When I was an adolescent/school-aged/teenager I realized that having nudist parents was pretty unique. It was totally typical for me to come home from school, get naked, and spend time with my parents and my sister nude - or watch TV naked on the couch, or do homework naked, or help make dinner nude, whatever. I realized pretty early that most kids went home and kept their clothes on. I also realized pretty early that a lot of other kids (and parents too) thought that nudism was very weird and strange and, sometimes, vulgar or shameful.
SO when I was at school or with friends I got used to being very careful about who I told about my parents' nudism - only my best friends knew - and I was very careful about having any friends come visit me (because my parents would almost certainly be nude (unless another parent asked them not to be). My closest friends didn't care, but other kids didn't need to know.
That was about the time that both myself and my sister (who is one year apart from me) started feeling some shades of shame about nudism and we kept our clothes on at home, didn't want to go to the nudist camp, and did not describe ourselves as nudists anymore. Basically, we were kinda turning into the other kids at school who thought of it was weird and gross.
Fast forward a few years - I graduated from school, got a job, moved out - and I missed the nudist lifestyle and I gradually came back to it. I stopped wearing clothes at home, I started going back to the nudist camp more regularly, and I spent more time with my nudist parents. My sister had more or less the same evolution and also went back to her nudism roots.
Now, up to this point (basically when I was 20ish) my relationship with my family was totally platonic, non-sexual, and nudism was just a way of life (that I briefly stepped away from when I was a teenager). I have to admit that I've had sexual thoughts about family members (both my parents have kept themselves in excellent shape - the nudist lifestyle for them has included a lot of exercise and I think anyone their age would be very thankful to be as trim and fit as they are). Despite these occasional thoughts (I was a horny teenager for years after all), we had never really done anything together.
The only sexual activity in our house at that point was between my mom and dad and, in all honestly, they were very open and unashamed about sex - so they rarely closed their bedroom door when they had sex, they could easily be heard by both my sister and myself - but it was never anything like I went in the room and joined them or anything.
That changed a couple years ago. Quick sidebar here before I go into how that all changed, but I think it's worth mentioning that I started to suspect (and now I definitely know) that my mom is what you might call a "size queen." Aside from being physically fit, my dad also has a large penis. In fact, it was pretty common, even early on, for him to receive extra attention or comments about that fact when in a nudist setting, like the nudist camp. My mom could be subtle, but she exhibited a certain pride in her well-hung husband.
The reason I mention this fact is what happened when I was visiting my parents a couple years ago. My parents were nude, I was nude (my sister was not present), and we had been drinking wine. I was crossing the kitchen and I guess my dick was kinda flopping around. My mom, in a very wholesome and innocent way, made mention of the fact that I was growing up to be a full-grown man - and part of her comment was that my *ahem* penis was markedly big, like dad's.
I looked down, nodded, and basically said "yeah, I guess it is kinda big now that I'm all grown up." My mom gave me a very warm smile and my dad nodded in agreement. I pointed out that while mine was kinda big, it wasn't as big as dad's and my mom looked at his, shrugged, and said "I guess."
My mom, in her motherly pride, said "aww, my baby's all grown up!" and came over to me and gave me a big hug. It was actually really sweet. There was, still, nothing sexual about this interaction. But, as I mentioned, my mom is very attractive and her tits were pressed up against me, I could feel my dick pressing up against her, and the blood kinda started flowing. My dick started to get a little hard and at the end of our hug my mom looked down and saw that I was starting to get an erection.
My mom (god love her) didn't miss a beat and said something along the lines of " oh, I see it's still growing!" and giggled. I blushed (since I had very VERY rarely ever gotten an erection in front of my parents) and tried to brush it off. But - it was still getting harder.
Even without my mom hugging me (with her gorgeous tits) anymore, my erection was undeniable and impossible to ignore. Our conversation moved on to other things (I have no idea what we talked about because I was embarrassed and horny and trying to think of other things; who cares about whatever small talk we were making). BUT as we continued talking, I noticed my mom's hand was gently caressing my dad's dick and he was (I could easily tell) starting to get a boner himself. It was also very VERY rare for my dad to have an erection in front of me.
At a certain point I kinda laughed nervously and said "Mom! What are you doing haha" and gestured to dad's growing hardon. She kinda just laughed, stopped stroking it, gently pet it one last time, and took her hand away, saying "oh sorry, I got distracted haha"
Maybe it was the wine, or the late hour, or maybe my dad was just feeling frisky - but he promptly told her "well hey, now that you've woken it up, don't stop! sheesh!" He wasn't fully hard yet, but I'll admit it was already an impressive size - and growing.
This is where I guess I got a little brave (again, maybe it was the wine talking), but I chimed in "well that's not fair, you woke mine up too!"
At this point my mom gave me a look I honestly had never seen before - it was a smile, but it was a very non-innnocent smile. It was like a mischievous grin. She cocked her head and just said "okay okay well then come over here" and I stepped a little closer to the two of them, on the other side of my mom.
At that point my mom had one hand caressing my dad's dick and one hand caressing mine. All three of us were looking down, at her two hands and our two cocks, kinda in disbelief that this was happening - and and me and dad were getting fully erect.
Eventually it became obvious to all three of us that were were pretty horny so we moved from the kitchen to the living room and my mom had me kneel on the couch. My dad was using his hand to stroke his cock and my hardon was just bobbing in the air, right near my mom's face, throbbing with sexual anticipation. She reached out and gave it a few more strokes, and then she leaned closer, putting her face right next to it, opened her mouth, and started to give me a fucking amazing blowjob.
I was watching her tits bounce as she sucked on my hard cock and I would be lying if I said I had not imagined that very scenario sooo many times alone in my bedroom as a teenager.
It did not take my dad long to realize what his role was in this incestuous threesome, and he started fucking her from behind, sliding in and out of her pussy while she moaned and slobbered on my cock. My dad and I shared a look while my mom serviced the both of us and it was actually the hottest moment of it - we were both in pure ecstasy, no shame whatsoever, both fully hard, pumping in and out of mom, looking at each other, beads of sweat on our foreheads, and loving every minute of it.
I really did not expect this to happen and I certainly didn't expect it to go much further, but after a bit my mom took my rock hard cock out of her mouth, let my dad slide out of her, then tossed her hair back, took a deep breath, and looked at my dad, who was euphoric.
She said "Mmmm I love my hung men" and then, facing my dad this time, knelt down and started sucking his dick. I was so turned on, watching her give him a blowjob (or at least trying to - when fully hard my dad's dick barely fits in her mouth) and I was stroking my dick, still wet from my mom's mouth, enjoying the show.
I thought my part was done, that I would just watch them, and maybe just stroke mine until I finished, perfectly content with the blowjob and show - but I realized my mom was arching her back, positioning herself close to my waist, inching up to me with her ass - and as I was stroking my dick, the head was brushing up against her, as she gyrated in response.
I probably looked like such a goofball because my mouth was open and I was just staring at my hard dick poking up and against my mom while I stroked it - because my dad, who was looking at me with this grin on his face just said "it's ok" and I fully understood what he meant. A moment later I held my mom's waist, moaned, and I inched forward a little more and slid my hard cock into my mom's wet pussy.
She let out a moan as she continued sucking my dad and her gyrations amplified as she took the whole shaft of my dick inside her. It was surreal. I pumped into her harder and harder. I never wanted it to end.
Eventually we all needed to catch our breath, my mom enjoyed stroking us both a bit more, and then - and I know this might be a disappointing end for anyone reading this - but we ended up moving to separate rooms. They went to their bedroom to continue fucking and I went to my bedroom to finish myself off.
We ended up having a very heartfelt and productive conversation about what happened. Everything was consensual and there was no coercion or pressure from either of them, or from me. We were consenting adults enjoying our bodies and, I'll admit it broke down some barriers for all of us (especially since I had harbored sexual thoughts about both of them for a while now), but we spoke openly and honestly. There was no pressure to make it happen again, but we all agreed that we would enjoy doing more, and so that was our first encounter of what would become (and still is) a very healthy sexual relationship.
It bears repeating that nudism and sex are not connected - not everyone who practices nudism together is interested in having sex, including family members - but in my case (and my sister's) we have found we enjoy both shared nudism as a family, and a consensual sexual relationship. Also, I think my mom has wanted this for a long time haha
I hope you enjoyed my story and I welcome all (intelligent) comments. Also, I'm happy to tell this forum more or answer questions about our relationship.
