Date: Sat, 20 Sep 2008 14:42:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ken James <ken@kenjamesfiction.com>
Subject: Family Nudist Camp Ch. 02

Carol Clayton-Maryville pulled up to the Lone Star Ranch gate in her white
Toyota Highlander hybrid SUV. It was mid-afternoon on the day after her
sons, Frank and Joe, had arrived from college.

"It's really good to be home," Carol thought as she punched the remote and
the gate swung open. It had been an enjoyable and productive three days in
Dallas, but she was tired of big cities and clothes.

She stopped by the office to greet Anne Bullock, the manager. "Hi Baby!"
Anne cried, embracing Carol. Anne was a tall voluptuous black woman in her
early forties, dressed only in hiking boots and a leather tool belt holding
keys, PDA, phone and several pouches.

"Sexy Mama!" Carol purred, kissing Anne passionately and fondling her heavy
chocolate breasts. "I've missed you!"

"Oh yeah Baby!" Anne muttered as her nipples hardened under Carol's touch.

Just as Anne was reaching for the buttons of Carol's blouse, "Play the
Funky Music, White Boy!" burst from the phone on her belt. "Shit!" she
exclaimed, checking the display. "That's the plumber. I have to talk to him
about the septic tanks."

"That's okay, Mama!" Carol answered, giving Anne a quick kiss. "We'll get
together REAL soon."

Anne waved as Carol drove on to the big house. She knew Carol's sons Frank
and Joe had arrived from the east coast two days early, but they and
Carol's husband Bill were going to surprise Carol. Anne grinned, thinking
about the way the men would probably do it.

She slipped a hand between her legs as she answered the phone. "Hi, Honey,"
she purred in an exaggerated accent. "You da man who got what I need!"

Carol parked the Highlander in the garage attached to the big two-story log
house. Nobody was home. When she carried her briefcase and suitcase up to
the master bedroom, she found a single long-stemmed rose in the center of
the bed.

A card was attached to the rose. "Welcome home, Honey Bear," it read. "I'm
waiting for you on the island. We'll have a nice INFORMAL party. Don't
worry about dressing for the occasion. -- Love, Black Bear."

Her nipples tightened as she thought about her husband's ruggedly handsome
face, tall muscular body and big thick cock. Even after 21 years of
marriage and two grown sons, she and Bill made love as often and
enthusiastically as teenagers.

She quickly removed her business shoes and clothes, inhaling her own hot
scent from her moist panties before dropping them to the floor.

Naked, Carol faced the mirrored closet doors, examining her reflection. She
was 40 years old, but appeared to be in her mid-20s.

Her trim body was 5' 10" tall, with the sleek build of a runner and
swimmer. Carol lifted weights for strength training.

Carol's C-cup breasts were firm and round, with her thick brown nipples and
wide tan areolas pointing slightly upward.

Her curly shoulder-length brunette hair was matched by a thick triangular
pubic thatch, pointing toward her hairless mound and neat brown folds. She
had a smooth over-all tan, with no white patches.

Carol took the meadow path, walking naked and barefoot through the soft
grass. Her breasts swayed as she worked her long arms and legs, rapidly
covering the 1-1/2 mile distance from the family compound to Mystik Lake.

It felt so good being one with the sun, wind and earth! No matter where she
went, her real world was right here.

In the early days of the Lone Star Community, Bill's father, Tiberius
Claudius ("TC") Maryville, persuaded the members to build a dam, converting
a lazy stream winding through gentle hills into a big hourglass-shaped
lake.

Two rocky pine-covered hills in the middle of the basin became
islands. "Cave Island" was big, flat, and horseshoe-shaped. Its south end
was a wide sharply curving beach.

"Spear Island," stretching south from the mouth of Cave Island's bay, was a
long narrow ridge, flaring into a broad tip. From the air, the two islands
bore a fanciful resemblance to a penis approaching a vulva.

Families with children used the beach at the south end of the lake and
stayed away from the islands. Cave Island's big beach was popular with
heterosexual lovers, while lesbians met in a big clearing at the island's
center. Spear Island was a gay cruising area.

Carol went past the canoes at the south beach and continued north to the
stream which fed the lake. She slipped into the pleasantly cool water,
letting the current assist her strong crawl stroke as she headed for the
secluded beach at Cave Island's northern tip.

After the lake filled in, TC had cast a spell to bind the little beach to
the Maryville family. Neither Carol nor Bill believed in magic, but none of
the ranch guests rowing and swimming past ever set foot on the beach, even
though it was clearly visible.

Carol rose from the lake like a sea goddess, barely breathing hard after
her half-mile swim. Water streamed over her breasts and buttocks and ran
down her legs. She squeezed the water from her thick curly hair as she
looked around.

The beach was 30' wide and 20' deep, framed with rough boulders on the
sides and a forest of pine and juniper trees in back. The family canoe was
pulled up on the shore. A cooler and picnic basket sat on a blanket spread
in a small shaded clearing behind the first row of trees.

There was nobody in sight and Carol's nipples tightened as she froze in
place, listening intently. The normal forest and water sounds filled the
air. There was nothing else, but she knew Bill was near.

Almost unconsciously, she reached between her legs, running a finger along
her folds. They were already puffy and reddish-brown and her interior was
hot and wet. Bill liked to surprise her and she loved being taken quickly
and roughly. Grinning with anticipation, she plunged into the forest.

The trees thinned out into a tiny clearing after she'd gone a few dozen
yards. Carol's only warning was a slight stirring behind her. Strong male
hands grabbed her, gripping her breasts hard enough to leave finger marks
as he forced her to her hands and knees.

"Oh fuck!" she gasped, feeling his familiar broad plow-shaped head, flaring
to 2-3/4", burrow into her folds and stretch her wet pussy mouth. "Oh yeah,
Black Bear! Give me that hard cock!" Carol cried as his 7" long, 2" thick
pole filled her with one quick thrust.

"Fuck yeah, Baby!" she cried as he drove his swollen rod in and out of her
grasping cunt, pushing her to a screaming orgasm. "Yeah sexy Black Bear!
Shoot all your hot man juice deep inside me! Oh fuck!" she moaned as he
slammed her spasming snatch, releasing another thick pulse of cum with each
rough thrust.

"Oh Bill!" she sighed. "That was wonderful, as always! I really needed it!
I've only been away for three days, but it seems like it's been much
longer."

He was still rock hard with his entire length inside her. He gripped
Carol's shoulders and lifted her to a kneeling position, keeping her firmly
impaled on his swollen tool. "That's only the beginning, Baby!" Bill
growled, picking up a blindfold. "I've got a surprise for you."

Carol lowered her head and let her curly brown hair sweep down toward the
ground as Bill covered her eyes with the thick strip of black cloth and
tied the ends behind her head.

"Are we going to keep fucking?" she asked hopefully, working her hips and
clamping Bill's stiff cock as she lifted her head, letting her thick hair
cascade over her shoulders. Somehow, she could taste the semen her
convulsing uterus had sucked from the rigid pole inside her.

"Sorry, Honey Bear," he answered as he pulled out of her pussy. "You'll
have to wait, but I don't think you'll be disappointed."

She remained kneeling, motionless, awaiting his next command. "Put your
hands behind your back," he ordered. When she complied, he bound her wrists
with a soft cord. "Stand up."

Bill gripped Carol's shoulders and turned her around until she was
thoroughly disoriented. "This way," he said, taking her forearm and guiding
her deeper into the forest.

He steered her around trees until they reached a wide clearing with a
blanket spread on the ground in the center. "Stop here," he commanded when
she stepped onto the blanket.

Carol stood still, feeling the air against her bare skin and the warm soft
blanket under the soles of her feet. The wide tan areolas in her big firm
breasts were swollen into domes and her thick brown nipples had grown long
and hard. Her hairless mound and puffy purple-brown folds were slick with
her juices and Bill's cum. The semen taste in her mouth was stronger than
ever.

It started with butterfly kisses, on her forehead, cheeks, ears, lips,
throat, randomly moving between sides and locations, gradually proceeding
down to her belly, buttocks and thighs while avoiding her breasts and pubic
area.

Her nipples were painfully hard and the juice leaking from her vulva was
running down her thighs. "Oh Black Bear, you're driving me crazy!" she
moaned. "I need another good hard fucking SO badly!"

He became more aggressive, kissing and fondling her firm breasts, sucking
her swollen nipples and slipping his fingers into the hot wet spot between
her open legs, pushing her to the edge of orgasm before silently moving
away, leaving her tense with anticipation.

Carol purred with pleasure as strong male hands returned to her breasts,
then gasped in surprise as lips closed on each nipple. She wasn't sure who
Bill's companion was, but he knew she liked her nipples bitten hard with
lips but no teeth.

"Kneel, Baby!" Bill growled, pushing her to her knees on the blanket. An
instant later, a cock pressed against her lips. She took it eagerly into
her mouth, licking the broad plow-shaped head before taking its length down
her throat.

Although the stiff penis she was sucking was similar to Bill's, Carol knew
it belonged to the other man. It was slightly shorter and thinner than her
husband's rod. His pre-cum tasted familiar, but didn't have Bill's
distinctive flavor.

She felt Bill lie on his back and slide his head between her spread
knees. His tongue slid effortlessly between her neat brown folds into her
hot female center, its tip stroking the super-sensitive spot just inside
her pussy mouth, making her moan with pleasure against the cock in her
mouth.

Carol sucked the stranger as Bill ate her to orgasm, clamping her lips on
the man's swollen head and shaft, moving rapidly up and down until the
stranger exploded, filling her mouth with thick pulses of hot semen. She
came even harder, gushing onto Bill's face.

The three remained frozen in position for a few moments, regaining their
breaths. Their athletic bodies recovered quickly. The stranger pulled his
still-hard dick from Carol's mouth and moved away.

Bill slid up under Carol until his hips were between her knees and his
swollen cock-head was pressing into her slick folds. She lowered her pussy
onto his rigid pole, taking his whole length and girth in one long smooth
slide.

As she rode his stallion, Bill played with Carol's tits, squeezing her big
firm bouncing mounds while pinching and twisting her swollen nipples.

Somehow, Bill's touch and rhythm were slightly off. Even his long thick
cock felt different. She decided it was the blindfold, the strong taste of
the stranger's cum in her mouth, and her knowledge that the man was near,
silently watching and planning his next move.

The stranger pressed a slick finger against the little puckered brown hole
between Carol's buttocks, slipping it easily inside and lubricating her
anus.

A moment later, the finger was replaced with a stiff prick, entering her
rosebud and gliding up the muscular tunnel between her firm round buttocks.

Carol worked her hips in a smooth rolling motion, clamping the stiff dicks
in her cunt and asshole as the men fucked her steadily towards another
orgasm.

The man behind Carol untied her wrists and she ran her hands over Bill's
muscular shoulders, arms and chest.

Suddenly, a third man pressed his cock-head against Carol's lips. It was
broad and plow-shaped, exactly like Bill's. Her freed hands gripped his
long thick shaft and caressed his hairless balls.

Carol recognized Bill's taste as soon as her tongue touched his
cum-slit. Forgetting the familiar strangers fucking her, she turned her
attention to her husband, stroking his long thick shaft and playing with
his balls while licking and sucking his swollen knob.

Bill gripped the back of Carol's head to hold it in place and worked his
stiff pole in her mouth. She normally didn't like being restrained, but
submitting to Bill excited her.

The men below and behind her rammed Carol's pussy and ass as Bill fucked
her face, driving his throbbing rod deep into her throat.

She came violently, jacking Bill's rod frantically and squeezing his balls
roughly as she gulped his thick rich juice, letting a little run down her
chin and drip on her bouncing breasts.

The strangers shot in Carol's spasming pussy and tightly clenched asshole,
pushing her to an even more intense climax.

Finally spent, Carol let Bill's softening penis slip from her mouth. The
man behind her pulled out of her butt. Her knees were shaky. The man she
straddled had to grip Carol's waist and lift her off his still-hard cock.

Carol collapsed onto the blanket, sprawled on her back with her arms and
legs open, limp from her extended orgasms.

Bill removed the blindfold and Carol stared up at the three men kneeling
over her. Her vision was blurred for a few seconds, then Bill came into
focus, along with their sons Frank and Joe.

"My boys!" Carol screamed, pulling Joe down onto her and kissing him
passionately. After several minutes, she gently pushed Joe away and greeted
Frank with equal enthusiasm.

"What a wonderful surprise!" Carol finally whispered. Frank and Joe were
sitting cross-legged on either side of her with their knees pressing into
her hips. She held her young muscular sons' hands while resting her head in
Bill's lap.

Frank was 6' 2" tall and 21 years old, with buzz-cut black hair and brown
eyes. Joe was two inches shorter and a year younger, with curly dark brown
collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. Both brothers had the sculpted
muscles of competition body-builders.

Bill was a young-looking 42, Frank's height, with short thick black hair
lightly sprinkled with gray He was as muscular as the brothers.

All three men had bulging shaved balls and long thick cocks with broad
plow-shaped heads and flaring Vees running down to their deep corneal
rings. Bill's rod was the biggest, 7" long and 2" thick. Frank's tool was
6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick. Joe's penis was 6" long and 1-1/2" thick.

Frank had closely-cropped pubic hair, while the other two men were shaved
clean.

The family remained still for several minutes, enjoying each others' nude
closeness in the sun-drenched clearing, cooled by the gentle lake breeze.

"Mom," Frank finally broke the silence, feeling his softened cock springing
back to life. "You've got dried cum on your breasts."

"And on your pussy mound, too!" Joe added, popping an instant boner.

"I know, Babies!" Carol purred, taking a son's swollen pole in each
hand. "I'd like you to lick it all off me, but I'm tired and hungry. I saw
the picnic supplies back on the beach. Let's go eat. We'll have lots of
time to play after that."

The family took a quick swim to cool down and clean off, then settled on
the blanket in the clearing behind the beach. After devouring the luxurious
meal and several bottles of local wine, they spent an hour laughing and
catching up.

Frank was going to start his senior year at Columbia in the fall, while Joe
would be a junior at Harvard. They were both business majors and had
ambitious plans to get more funding and expand Lone Star Ranch. Although
they were excited about college, they missed Texas.

The conversation turned to more intimate subjects. Frank had a girlfriend
named Sandy. Her family lived in Manhattan and he'd been seeing her several
nights a week. She was planning to visit later in the summer. Joe's
girlfriend Linda had broken up with him two months ago after Kathy, Linda's
roommate and lesbian lover, seduced him to spite Linda.

There was also sexy young Tyra MacDonald, who'd given the brothers a ride
from the bus station to Lone Star Ranch when they'd returned home
unexpectedly. She managed the nearby Rocking M Ranch, which was owned by
her grandmother, Michelle ("Mike") MacDonald.

"Tyra really got us turned on," Frank agreed. "Joe and I both had
boners. She knew it, too!"

"She's hot for us," Joe agreed. "Her nipples were hard and we could smell
her pussy. She's coming over to swim this weekend. I'll bet her clothes
will come off as soon as she gets here. After that, she'll relax and nature
will take over."

"Bill and I have met Tyra," Carol said. "It'll be nice to get to know her
better. She IS Mike's granddaughter. If we play it right, we ALL might get
to know her a LOT better."

The family was sitting cross-legged on the blanket with their knees
touching. Bill was facing Carol, while Frank was on her left and Joe was on
her right.

Carol looked at her husband and sons. All three men's cocks were stirring,
gradually growing longer and thicker, lifting from their relaxed
positions. She felt the warmth building between her legs and the tightness
in her nipples.

She took a deep breath and arched her back to push her breasts forward,
while spreading her legs wider, opening her puffy purple-brown folds and
pressing her knees more firmly against Frank and Joe.

"You're all so beautiful!" Carol whispered, looking from one man to the
next, admiring their muscular bodies, lust-filled faces and rigid poles
with pre-cum gleaming on their flaring cock-heads.

"So are you, Honey Bear!" Bill answered, pressing his middle finger between
Carol's folds and slipping it smoothly into her pussy. Frank and Joe bent
to fondle and kiss Carol's breasts while Bill added a second finger.

"Oh fuck!" Carol moaned as Bill slowly stroked the sensitive spot just
inside her cunt-mouth. She grasped her son's stiff rods and jacked them
frantically as the heat spread from her crotch through her body.

Frank and Joe each had one hand pressed against Carol's back, holding her
in a sitting position, while playing with a breast with the other hand,
squeezing her firm flesh and pinching her swollen nipples.

The brothers lowered Carol onto her back. Releasing their throbbing dicks,
she uncrossed her ankles and opened her legs. Frank and Joe rose into
kneeling positions as Bill moved between Carol's spread thighs.

"Yeah! Give it to me hard!" Carol moaned as Bill took her with one long
thrust. She rocked her hips in a rapid rhythm.

"That's right, Black Bear!" Carol screamed, stroking her sons' rigid shafts
and running her fingers over their swollen pre-cum slick cock-heads as
Bill's thighs slapped against hers. "Fuck me, Lover! Drive your cock up my
hot hungry snatch! Fuck me hard while I play with our boys' big beautiful
dicks!"

Frank and Joe were both getting close. Each brother was playing with one of
Carol's breasts, growing more rough as her body shook and her screams
increased in pitch and intensity.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she gasped as the orgasm rolled over her
body. Her sons moaned with her as they sprayed hot cum on her breasts,
pushing her climax to another level.

Bill slammed his throbbing pole deep into Carol's cunt, releasing another
pulse of boiling juice with each thrust. He stayed hard even after spending
himself and continued fucking Carol, keeping her climax rolling along until
she collapsed on the blanket, limp and gasping for breath.

Frank and Joe stared as Bill pulled his penis out of Carol. Her swollen
purple-brown pussy lips gaped open, showing her pink interior, gleaming
with her juices and his semen.

Bill looked down between his wife's legs, then from Frank to Joe, fixing
them with his eyes. "This is where you started," he said. "I fucked Carol
in this little hole and you popped out. Now, you're grown men and we've
come full circle."

"Cumming is right!" Carol giggled, opening her eyes, propping herself on
her elbows, and looking around at her men. She was sticky, inside and out,
with their freshly-squirted juice, but their rods were as hard as
ever. Carol knew they'd be ready to shoot again in a few minutes.

"I need a little break," Carol continued, "but you boys are still ready to
play. Go on without me."

Carol sat cross-legged on the blanket as Bill rose to his feet in front of
her. Frank and Joe fell to their knees and licked Bill's rigid shaft and
flaring head. She was already getting hot again, thinking about her sons
tasting her and Bill's mixed juices on his pole.

Frank and Joe moved down to lick and suck Bill's balls. Carol raised her
hands to her breasts, squeezing and caressing them while pinching and
twisting her swollen nipples, as she watched Bill's erect penis towering
over their sons' bobbing heads.

"Oh yeah!" Bill gasped as Joe's mouth closed around his swollen pole. He
moaned with pleasure as Joe licked and sucked his flaring head before
deep-throating his long wide shaft. Frank moved behind Bill, licking the
little puckered hole between his father's rolling buttocks and making the
man moan even louder.

Bill fucked Joe's face while Frank ate his ass. Carol stared at the men,
running her hands up and down her inner thighs, coming teasingly close to
her hot slick mound without touching it.

When Joe and Frank traded places, Carol rose to her knees, rubbing her
thighs together as she squeezed her swollen breasts.

"Get on your hands and knees!" Bill commanded. Grinning, the brothers
scrambled to obey, positioning themselves so Carol had a good view.

"I'm going to fuck your asses while your mother watches!" Bill growled,
squeezing lubricant from a plastic bottle onto his stiff rod.

"Give it to me, Dad!" Frank whispered as Bill's wide head stretched his
rosebud. "All the way up my butt!" His father's 7 inches slid smoothly into
his asshole, all the way to the balls.

"Yeah Black Bear!" Carol purred, slipping a finger into her slick
folds. "Fuck our boy's asses!"

After taking Frank with a dozen long slow thrusts, Bill switched to Joe,
moving equally slowly and smoothly inside his younger son.

"Fuck BOTH our boys' asses!" Carol moaned, sliding a second finger into her
steaming snatch. Bill alternated between driving his thick rod into Joe and
Frank's butts, going easy at first but quickly increasing his tempo,
slapping his crotch against their buttocks.

Carol's index and middle fingers were coated with her slick juice. She
placed them on her clitoris, roughly rubbing the little swollen bud.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Carol cried, manipulating her clit while
working her other hand in her pussy. "Fuck our sons' hot tight assholes!"
She came violently as Bill alternately slammed his thick rod into Joe and
Frank's butts, plowing them for long minutes.

Carol finally collapsed on the blanket, exhausted from her prolonged
orgasm. She was sprawled on her back with her legs spread, gasping for
breath. The men separated and stood over her. None of them had shot. Their
dicks were still rock-hard and dripping pre-cum.

Once again, Carol recovered after a minute, opening her eyes and grinning
up at her men, admiring their stiff poles.

"Who fucked my ass when I was blindfolded?" she asked.

"That was me," Joe answered.

"Come here," Carol said, pulling Joe down between her legs. They kissed
passionately as his muscular chest pressed against her hard nipples. "Yeah,
give it to me!" she whispered as he slid smoothly into her snatch. "Playing
with myself while watching my men fuck was fun, but I need YOUR cock now!"

After taking several long slow deep strokes, Joe shallow-fucked Carol,
stimulating her super-sensitive pussy mouth with his flaring head and
pushing her close to orgasm before resuming his deep thrusts. She pounded
her hips against his, setting a rapid rhythm.

Bill pressed his hot rod between Joe's rolling buttocks, sliding it easily
into his son's lubricated hole. "Oh fuck!" Joe gasped, slamming Carol's
snatch even harder.

With Carol's hot wet cunt gripping his driving cock and Bill's thick pole
ramming his ass, Joe came almost immediately, filling her with wave after
wave of thick juice.

"That was wonderful!" Carol sighed, kissing Joe again. "Now, it's Frank's
turn!"

Joe pulled out of Carol's pussy and Frank took his place. She started
cumming as soon as he was inside, screaming and thrashing as her eldest son
hammered her snatch. Bill fucked Frank's ass, making him shoot inside Carol
almost as quickly as Joe had done.

"It's my turn!" Bill growled, pushing Frank away. Carol folded her legs
against her chest, pulling her butt into the air and exposing her puckered
brown rosebud.

"Oh yeah, Black Bear!" Carol screamed as her husband's massive pole
stretched and filled her. "Fuck my ass, hard and fast!"

Bill stayed inside Carol for several minutes, roughly butt-fucking her to
several intense orgasms before shooting deep in her ass.

Frank and Joe knelt on opposite sides of their parents' struggling bodies,
masturbating as they watched Bill fucking Carol's ass and finally spraying
their own loads of hot cum on her face and breasts.

Totally spent, the family lay on the blanket with their bodies touching,
enjoying the afterglow of their physical and emotional intimacy.

"This is so great!" Carol finally whispered. "All of us together again!"

"Frank and I were talking on the plane," Joe said. "Going to Ivy League
colleges is the opportunity of a lifetime and we're making fantastic
connections, but we ultimately belong HERE!"

"It'll be hard going back East," Frank agreed. "But, we've got the whole
summer first."

"That's right," Bill agreed. "A LOT is going to happen before you go back
to school!"

They all laughed, thinking of the days ahead.

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me
tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although
some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and
situations are my own creations.

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Copyright (c) 2008 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is
coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted
diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world,
please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

All my stories are posted on my personal non-commercial website, "Ken James
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