Date: Fri, 22 Mar 2024 13:01:00 -0400 From: nullset Subject: Stan and Lil, Part Seven All the usual disclaimers. I do not promote incest IRL. All fantasies can help deal with urges and may help prevent acting out on some. This story is pure fantasy, though parts of it may be based on real-life experiences. I do believe that nudism, practiced alone, in a group of with family is a wonderful and freeing experience. I truly wish I could have experienced it as a child. The problem comes because it may lead down a slippery slope for some, leading to non-consensual sex or exploitation of minors. I would love to hear reader's opinions on this, as well as any other thoughts pertaining to the story. Hope you like the story. I may be reached for comment at snowandsun59@gmail.com Part Seven I arrived for the party a little after seven. It was difficult finding a place to park. There was a vacant lot down the street that many people seemed to be parking in. I walked to the house from there and rang the doorbell. Lil greeted me at the door, not naked this time, but in a black fishnet dress that would let a lot of fish through. She also wore a string of pearls. "Oh!" I said "Is this a dress up nude party? Should I...?" I kind looked around as if there might be a costume for me in the front bushes. "No, you're fine," she laughed, "this is kind of a joke. You have to know my parents. My mom asked me what I was going to wear to her party, and I told her my little, black dress. So I made one for me, Sophie and Fiona. What do you think?" She twirled around in front of me and struck an ironic pose. "I love it!" I said, laughing, I leaned in and hugged her, copping a feel of her fine ass, through the dress, "Can I fuck you right here?" "Sure! But come meet my folks, first." She turned to start back to the party. "Wait a minute...Fiona is wearing that, too?" Lil turned and smiled, "Yeah," she said, "and she can't wait to show you." "Ow!" again, with irony. "I can't wait to see." Lil handed me a drink as we passed by the kitchen, then we walked out to the lanai. The party had already started. I saw Sophie in her "dress", and damn, she looked hot! She was chatting with a tall guy, who had on silk boxers. Bob, I presumed. I raised my glass to her and she smiled. Mostly everyone else was nude, or close to it. There were perhaps twenty other people there, too, besides the family. There were a few people from John and Judy's generation. I learned later that some were their models from those days whom they had remained close to. There were some who were close to Stan and Lil's age, as well. There were only a few who were younger. I saw only one couple, a boy and a girl, who looked to be "underage". Those two teenagers were both nude, both were gorgeous, and he was pretty chubbed up. They were talking with an older couple, smiling and laughing. The party was semi-catered, and it looked like it was being served by two young girls. They had on what can only be described as French Maid's costumes which managed to expose their tits completely. I took a second to get out of my clothes. Once nude, the missile known as Fiona fired off from somewhere and darted toward me. She ran to me and jumped on me to give me a huge hug and a kiss on the lips. "Hi, Mr. Jake!" "Hi Princess Fi !" as I had taken to calling her. "Like my dress?" she asked, after I put her down. She curtsied while she was asking. You would think she was in any little girl party dress. "Do you think I am sexy?" "Oh, you bet I do." I responded, quite honestly. It was adorable on her, down to the matching string of pearls. I waved to Stan, who was talking with an older, naked man, John I presumed. Stan had on a bow tie and cuffs, a la Chippendales. Lil took me by the hand and led me over to a chair where an older woman was sitting, dressed in comfortable slacks and a silk top. I recognized her instantly from all the pictures I had seen of her. She still looked pretty good for eighty-seven. "Mom, I'd like you to meet a friend of ours." Lil said. "You must be `Mr. Jake'" the woman said. "That damn kid won't stop taking about you." "And you are Judy, I feel I have already met you. Happy Birthday, Ma'am!" "Call me Ma'am one more time and I will slap you right across your dick, wiseguy." I took a step back, "Oh, I am very sorry Judy, mom, grand..." "Watch it, there..." Judy groaned. "She's yanking your chain, there fella; just call her Judy." Lil said, saving me. "I hear you are already somewhat aquatinted with my corpus opus." Judy said. I smiled, "Yes, I am. Though not all of it yet, I understand there is still much more to see." "That's good," she said, "you don't wanna' blow the whole wad right away. But I do hope there has been some wad blowing." "Oh yes, definitely wad blowing." I pulled up a chair and tried to get to know Judy better. It was a challenge. Each time I would feel like I was getting through to her, she would find some way to turn me around. She was funny, but I never knew when to take her seriously. The answer, I later found out, was seldom. Stan strolled over with John. We shook hands and I told him how much I enjoyed seeing his photographic work, that Stan had been showing me. "Most of the better stuff is mine," Judy interjected, "That is how you can tell who shot what. Mine are in focus." "As a professional, you should know that it's called soft-focus, Dear." John said. "It's called bad eyesight, Dumbass." I am glad I was not the only one taking Judy shots across the bow. I soon learned that they were a sign of endearment from her. I told John that he was so lucky to have had such beautiful models, turning to Judy, hoping she would take it as a compliment. "Yep," she said, "having young women willing to spread their legs for the camera usually helps," she said. "Seriously, though, thank you." John told me. Finally, Sophie came over to rescue me and she introduced Bob to me. He seemed nice, but she was right, he was a bit of a stick-in-the-mud. He did lighten up when talking about either Fiona or Sophie, but he seemed sad. "I just wish I could satisfy Soph better" he lamented to me at one point. That made me feel uncomfortable, as I did satisfy her. We sat down to eat. We all had laughs and I expressed my gratitude for having this family make me feel so at home, once again. A couple hours in, after we all sang "Happy Birthday" to Judy, the cake was cut and served by the two young women. They thought it would be funny if they first smeared a little cake frosting on their nipples as they went out to serve. Although the girls each carried a tray of cake, they had to return to the kitchen after serving only a couple guests each. Apparently, they decided, on their own, to suggest to guests to lick the frosting off their nipples as they served them. This started to delay the cake serving, so Lil and Sophie went to the kitchen door, and started doing the smearing, dabbing a little frosting on each girl's nipples as they re-entered the lanai. Lil even dabbed some on herself and on Sophie, as well. Fiona thought this was the funniest thing, and since the girls were coming back to Sophie and Lil so much, they needed help, so Fiona was put to task, at first helping to apply the frosting. Then I suggested that she could help by serving the cake, so I applied frosting to her nipples, as well. After we all had some time to finish our desert, Judy approached me and said, "Jake, I was wondering if you could come with me for a little bit, I wanna show you something." She took my hand and started to lead me into the house. All the others within earshot collectively said, "Ooooooo," in a sarcastic and sophomoric manner, as if I was in trouble, or maybe like when the girl at the Junior High dance takes you off the dance floor to lead you outside, and your friends catch you leaving. "Shut up you perverts. I don't know how many birthdays I got left! I deserve to talk to a young man in private." She growled at them. It has been a long time since anyone has called me a `young man', but I guess all things are relative. As she led me down the hall, I was not really sure where this was going. I had already been lead down this hall by two generations of women in this family, and a third was involved as well. I stopped. "Judy, hold on, please." She stopped and turned, "Yes?" "Judy," I asked. "Why me?" "What's that, Jakey?" "I mean, Stan told me that I am not the first guy that he brought home from the beach. Why do I get to go down this hall so much? Why am I so lucky?" "Well, first of all. Don't flatter yourself so goddamn much. You think you're the first fella I've taken down this hall? " "Well, no, I suppose..." "That's right, Bunky. You think I don't know what goes on in this house? I am one of the founding members, the matriarch, so to speak, remember? You think I don't know that you have fucked Lil and Sophie? I have no idea what those sluts see in you, I just wanted to see if you could do an old lady a favor." "No, I am sorry Judy. I didn't mean to...I will be happy to do..." "Relax Jake," she said, "I'm just pulling your leg again. I am trying to see how many clichés you are going to fall for. I was thinking about sticking a cigarette butt in the corner of my mouth as I pulled you down here. Too much? Don't worry Jake, I am not going to ask you to fuck me, I think you might like what I have in mind, but if you don't, it is okay, I will not be offended. I am too old for that. Too old for fucking, too. Except by old men, that is." She winked at me as she said that. "Oh, no Judy, don't say that. I could fuck you...if that is what you want." I said, wondering... "It's okay. Very sweet. But to answer your question, `Why you?', it's because you passed your tests." "I passed my what now?" I said. "Your tests, boy. Oh, now don't worry. We aren't initiating you into some dark sex cult...well, not really. But we do have to be a little careful around here. We can't just let any Tom, Prick or Hairy (sic) into the house and down the damn hall, can we? It's not a formal set of tests, but we do talk. You have to tick off some boxes to stay. You have to be clean, honest, nice, especially to kids, you have to be good looking, but not too good looking (Bob), you have to be polite, oh, I said `nice' already. But nice is different from polite. Polite is saying, `ma'am'. Nice is learning not to. You have to have an open mind and be enthusiastic, but not too enthusiastic. Ya know what I mean? "There is a sense of morality, too. A moral compass. Some people might not agree with that, but we have one, and so do you. We don't hurt anyone, we don't abuse or exploit anyone. We don't do anything against anyone's wishes. My daughter was raised here and she is one of the most well-adjusted people I know, and a successful nurse and businesswoman. My son-in-law was practically raised here, too. Again, well adjusted, kind, successful and very philanthropic. My granddaughter, as well. John and I have been together for more than seventy fucking years! Lil and Stan have been together almost fifty-seven years. I have never seen them fight. We must have done something right, right? We don't have drugs here and never have. Alcohol is limited and everyone knows that. "But then there is something else, je ne sais quoi, the French say, chemistry, that secret sauce, so to speak. Do you have secret sauce, Jake? You seem to tick off all the boxes. That is why you are here. "Are you enjoying yourself?" She asked me. "Oh, yes, ma'...yes Judy, very much so. Thank you." She smiled. "Come," she said. And I followed her into the office. The computer was already spooled up. The database was open, and the correct directory, [JUDY] was already highlighted. "I asked Sophie to set things up for us, I hope you don't mind." "No, why would I mind?" Still not completely sure where this was heading. Then she explained. "What I would like, and as I said, you don't have to do this, no judgement, what I would like is for you to pick a photo set, or several, from this directory. If you like what you see, you should do what comes naturally to you. I just want to watch you. I think I could find that very...nice, polite, je ne sais quoi, arousing to me. Do you think that might be something you would be interested in?" "Where would you like me to cum?" That took her by surprise, I think. "Uh?" she said. "Where would you like to see me cum when I do. In my hand? On my chest? Or maybe...on your tits?" She smiled. Accepting the challenge, she lifted a finger to her lips and pointed, "Right here, Jake. Right here, if that is okay." "Of course," I said. I sat in the chair and picked a file set. I opened it and we both saw a very young Judy, sitting on a park bench. "Mmmmm" I heard her say, "good choice. I remember this one." I looked at the photos while I played with my cock. It did not take long before it was rock hard. I loved looking at the photos of her masturbating, but I loved what we were doing, too. I loved that this woman, this woman who had just turned eighty-seven, this woman who's daughter and granddaughter I had fucked (not to mention fondling her great-granddaughter), within days of now, was watching me jerk off-to photos of herself! This was kinky, and I loved it. I looked to her and I knew she was loving it, too. "You can masturbate with me if you would like." I told her. "No, I think I will leave my clothes on, but I will later as I think of this. Maybe more than once." She smiled. I finished with one photo set and clicked on another, one I had not seen before. It was labeled, "judy_and_trish", and, wow, did I pick a good one. The shots started with Judy and a young girl, who looked to be about twelve, dressed in casual clothes of the day, sitting on a bed. "Oh!" I said. "Yeah. She was on my swim team." Judy said. "There should be another one in another directory of just her. I shot those. John, of course, shot these. You should like these. I always did. I think I was eighteen, she was thirteen, but looked younger. John so wanted to fuck her, but that never happened. I think she was the first true lesbian we had ever met." The picture story progressed. The girls were looking at magazines. Magazines with naked men pictures, although you could not really see any of those. Then, young Judy, in the pictures began by pushing her hand down her pants while she looked at the mags. Trish, at first looked shocked by both the magazine photos and of the older girl sticking her hand on her privates. A charade for the camera, of course. In each shot, the girls would lose another article of clothing, with some showing one girl stripping something off the other. When Judy removed Trish's bra, it was revealed that she had nothing in it except tissues. She was as flat as Fiona is now. That did not stop Judy from attacking her breasts, groping them, kissing them and sucking those nipples. Trish's nipples stuck out from her flat chest a good inch. Next, Trish's panties came off. Her pussy was as bald as Fiona's too. There were perhaps twenty pictures of the girls kissing, hugging and treating each other to cunnilingus. Trish seemed particularly interested in Judy's large, meaty clit, and in one photo, she has it in her teeth. I heard Judy moan. I was close to cumming. I stood up and moved to the side of her chair. She turned to look at my cock, and I pushed it to her lips. I rubbed it around and she opened her mouth to let me in. She stuck out her tongue and I rubbed it on her. Finally, I said, "I am going to cum, you sexy bitch. I am going to cum all over your face." She said, "Yes, yes, give me your cum. Cum for me, Baby." And cum I did. I gave her a load all over her face. She took a lot in her open mouth. I was looking at the pictures on the screen, but I was looking at her, too. "Thank you, Jake. That was better than I expected." "No, thank you, Judy. I loved it. Next time we do this, though, I am going to fuck you." I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth and licked my cum from her face, feeding some to her with my tongue. She smiled, "It's a deal, Jake. Next time, then." We went back to the party. I never mentioned that she still had some cum in her hair. I have a sense of humor, too. Sophie found me again, and took my arm in hers, she had a naughty smile on her face, "Sooo, did you have fun with my Grandma? What did you two do? She wouldn't tell exactly what she had planned, but I know it involved old pictures. Did you fuck her? You can tell me." She was being funny. "I do not kiss and tell. You will have to get it out of her." Sophie laughed and dropped the subject. Sophie then got a little serious. "Hey, I gotta ask you something." "Shoot." "Well, Bob is going away tomorrow for another conference, six days, I think. Anyway, I wanted to invite you over to my condo for a slumber party." "Yeah?" I said smiling from ear to ear. "Will there be lots of half-naked little girls running around? Can we have pillow fights?" "Well, I don't know about half-naked, but there will be one all-naked little girl there and then there will be me, and I am pretty sure I will be all-naked, too." She said this while leaning close to me and whispering in my ear. I could feel my cock waking again and rubbing against her leg. This was all within eyeshot of all the party guests. "I will be there"