Date: Thu, 09 Nov 2023 07:15:47 -0500 From: Bi-Guy Subject: A Nudist Family's Adventures part 7 A Nudist Family's Adventures, Part 7 bisexual/incest This episode includes acts of pleasurable and consensual sex and incest involving men, women and children from puberty on. It is entirely fictional and written as a fantasy only. (Although it may include experiences I've had or that others have described to me.) All acts are entirely consensual and pleasurable. Do not do anything that is illegal in your location, never impose your wishes on others, and look after the health of yourself and your sexual partners. It occurred to me to mention that one of the inspirations for this series is a set of fantasy blog posts called Emily's Sick Family, posted in 2001-2, but that was more cerebral than this series and a few shades darker. If you can ever find a copy of it, it's fun to read. Please make a donation to https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html so they can continue to host fantasies like this. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi, I'm Jason, the older son of Mark and Trish. My Dad has been telling you about some of the things we get up to as a family. This time I'm taking over to tell you about something that happened to me, not involving the rest of the family. One of the women involved urged me to publish the story. You know a little about me. I love the whole open family life and being nude as much as possible with family and friends. I love being able to have sex with women and men, girls and boys, whenever the opportunity arises. My sexual experience with boys really goes back well before the start of our open family relationship. I enjoyed being introduced to sex when I was 8 by two older boys and their father, who also got my younger brother Simon involved. But we never dared tell my parents then. They were assertive but very gentle, and Simon agrees that it was a great gift to be gently opened up to receiving anal sex, so we were already ready for it to be part of our family life. (Simon and I have also been fisted at the men's Saturday gathering, although it's not something we do in the family.) I love all sex, but as my dad has told you, as well as being attracted to boys and men I have a real thing about older women, especially in their 40s and 50s. I don't think I look older than I am, but I think my sexual experience enabled me to talk to women in that sort of age group in a way that they respond to. Very often they are the ones who make the first move. But many times we have got sexual together, whether a quick fuck, an affair or a threesome with the husband. I love it, but I never tell them about our family's lifestyle, apart from Marina, of course. Emily and Marina know everything. This little story is about me when I was 16, when I went to stay with a friend in Florida. I knew Brad from school, when I was 12. His father was seconded to work in England for two years, and Brad joined my class at school. We soon became close buddies. I never told him the full details of our family life, but I did tell him that we were nudists and he became used to finding us nude at home. It wasn't too long before we started sucking each other off in my bedroom and other places, but as far as Brad knew this part of our relationship was a secret from my parents. We never got as far as fucking. Although I loved Brad, I never hit it off with his parents. His father was prurient and sexist, making sexual comments about women that struck me as very unpleasant, even at my young age, and was hostile to gays, and when Brad once came out of the bathroom nude his father shouted at him angrily. Brad's mother was a very narrow-minded woman and I could tell that she hated her husband noticing other women. So I visited Brad's home as little as possible and I could see that he felt much more relaxed when he came to mine and before long was nude as often as the rest of us. I was very sad to see Brad return to the States, but he invited me to go to visit him. I put the invitation off because of his parents and practical reasons, but eventually I went to Florida on my first unaccompanied flight. It was an Easter vacation, because as a family we save our summers to visit old friends and haunts in France or for arranged meet-ups with other families in Fuerteventura or Gran Canaria. And so I arrived at Brad's family home, a big house only a few blocks from a beach, an easy walk. The beach is not nudist, unfortunately. Brad is an only child, and welcomed an opportunity to get away from his parents with company he could talk to freely. We walked many miles along the beach, and if we thought we were far enough from other people we would slip out of our swim shorts for a while - an enormous relief. We also engaged in a bit of cock play if we could, but were always watching out for other people. What a blessing an open nudist lifestyle is! I should mention that by this time Brad had decided that he was gay, although he would never dare come out to his parents. He had met some local boys that he could play with when they could get time alone, and he had experienced fucking and being fucked. He had also met a man in his 40s, who could give Brad and some other boys a place where they could meet and feel at ease. The price for this was that the man, Kurt, would take some photos and videos of the boys and their games. He said that the photos were for his own use, although the boys knew that he swapped some of them for pictures taken by others. Kurt himself was a voyeur and never touched the boys, only snapped and wanked - and spunked copiously over the boys, according to Brad. One day we were on the beach near a creek, where there were very few people. We felt we could sunbathe nude for a while, while keeping an eye out for intruders. Occasionally we would just cover up discreetly with a towel until the danger had passed. How stupid it is to have laws against sunbathing naked! But we fell asleep, leaving everything exposed. I woke up and realised that there were two women sitting near by. The were looking at us, with evident interest. They looked about 40, and they were clearly keeping another eye out for two young boys who were down by the water's edge. They both looked fabulous, wearing one-piece swimsuits that, while complying with the law, showed off as much as possible of their lovely figures: emphasising their breasts, high on the hips, and looking like thongs at the back. They were not shy, and obviously inviting male interest. I decided on a direct approach and said 'Hi' to them, while not concealing my growing hard-on, which they were clearly examining. Brad had not yet come round. I moved over to where they were sitting. In conversation, I discovered that their names were Janette and Jennifer, and I was right about their age. The more forward woman was Janette, who had brown hair. Jennifer was 'dirty' blonde, and bigger, she looked as if she would fall out of her swimsuit top at any moment. I told them how lovely they looked in those costumes. 'Yes', said Janette, 'we thought about it, and we're about 40, you know what I mean?' I enthusiastically agreed and encouraged them. I suggested they ought to get photos taken, which they both said they would love, but it would have to be kept secret from their husbands, who certainly didn't know they were on the beach showing off to men in these skimpy swimsuits. Brad had woken up and I called him over. I noticed that he was eyeing up the two boys who were circling their moms at a distance like satellites. I introduced Brad to them, and asked them about the boys. Janette called them over to introduce them. 'Walt is my son' said Janette. 'He's 12. Jennifer's is Stanley, he's 13'. No doubt about it, both Brad and myself were getting a lift out of seeing the bulges in the tight speedos on the sweet, slim and smooth bodies, but Janette was now my primary target, and I was thinking of a plan. I had a brief discussion with Brad. Brad said, 'If you'd like photos I think I can get you some today free of charge. I have a friend who is a photographer, he'll do things for me.' The women look surprised but assented, so Brad called Kurt. Brad had put his shorts on and wandered off so that no-one could hear his negotiations. He then came back and said that it was all arranged for 4pm. He took off his shorts again. By now, both Brad and I were sporting full erections, and we noticed that both the women and the boys were staring at them openly, not something that you see every day in the average American family. We spent the rest of the day together talking and swimming and putting the women and the boys at their ease. Brad and I stayed naked as much as we could, although we had to put our shorts on for the walk to the sea. I'm not sure that Janette and Jennifer were entirely happy about the interest their boys were showing in hard cock, but every boy of that age is intensely interested in hard cock and should feast himself upon it as much as he wishes. Both the women were keen to get their photos. >From time to time both Janette and Jennifer would get up and parade on the beach so they would be seen by passing men. They were quite open that this is what gets them off. When they came back, they pulled the bottoms of their swimsuits aside so I could see how wet their pussies were. By the end of our day on the beach, both women were discreetly playing with themselves for all our benefit. At half three, we got in our cars and drove to Kurt's place. Kurt was ready for us. Kurt was very welcoming. He had it all set up for us. Brad whispered to him, 'I'll make it worth your while'. With that, he disappeared into Kurt's bedroom with the two boys. I don't know what happened in there, but I was assured later that no young asses were penetrated that afternoon. Janette went first. Kurt took her through a set of saucy glamour photos, nothing pornographic, standing and on the couch, starting with her swimsuit then dropping the top and finally pulling it down over her knees. Plenty of emphasis on her 36c bust and her lovely ass. The final shots were discreet legs apart showing a little of her pussy, but the swimsuit had not been completely lost. When the set was complete, Kurt took Jennifer through the same sequence. She had a 36d bust. I was now romancing Janette, we were making out and soon I was playing with her pussy as she lay back on a chair. As Jennifer dropped her swimsuit, Janette had her first loud orgasm under my fingers, and Jennifer commented her own pussy was so wet it was glistening in the photos. When the photos were complete, Kurt disappeared into the bedroom with the other males. I had moved Janette to the couch and was now licking her and soon I pushed into her and started fucking her hard and deep. Jennifer was on the chair, playing with herself. Both women went through several orgasms, I'm sure the boys heard them (if they were paying attention, no doubt their minds were on other things). I finally had an intense orgasm of my own, filling Janette's cunt with a large amount of my pent-up cum. When we had both come down to earth again, she was leaking. She winked at me, 'That's a treat for my husband, but he'll never know what he is getting'. Jennifer did not wish to fuck, but she took my wet cock in her mouth and we spent a long time in a 69, so I could bring her to cum a few times while her friend watched. Janette played with the cum in her pussy and brought herself off again. When the boys and Brad emerged from the bedroom, we were all dressed ready for the homeward journeys. The boys looked very pleased with themselves. They were excited and ready to talk, but Janette said, 'Enjoy it, but keep it to yourselves what you have done here.' We all agreed that what happened in Kurt's house would stay in Kurt's house. Kurt gave Janette an SD card containing all the photos. We said our goodbyes in a very formal way, no kissing in front of the boys. I never heard from them again, until surprisingly an email came to Dad from Janette. She had seen the family adventures on Nifty. She realised who Jason was and asked if I could write this up for her. Obviously, to keep our agreement, some names have been changed, but you know who you are, Janette. Kisses!