I have a wonderful relationship growing up with mother and her younger sister. They took great care of me. As years passed, I developed an affection for them. It was something I kept to myself. As fate had it, opportunities inadvertently arose to move us to adult behavior relationship. For our case, it was going to nudist sites and partake in nudist activities that spurred our relationship from already a close one to the closest. In the onset we started asexually, innocently aware of our bodies and enjoyed the sensual feeling of touch, hugs and cuddles. In the nature atmosphere and in the nude, the physiological interaction led our mutually rewarding relationship to progress to adult relationship, subsequently to matrimony. We are in an extraordinary marital union.
I was having a splendid close relationship growing up with mother and her younger sister. I go to the beach frequently, started going in my young days with mother and her younger sister. We also trekked nature terrains. Being out in nature walk, breath in fresh air, was a healthy past time and we continue to participate in outdoor activities most weekends. Later on I was introduced to nudist beach and camps and went there with friends of both sexes. We would play balls, frisbees, swam or simply gathered around chatting. I enjoyed being in the buff soaking up the nature elements of wind and sun to unwind the hectic work days and charged up for the new weekdays. We engaged in games and fun in the nude asexually though we saw each other completely unclothed. There wasn't connotation of sexuality though nakedness was a refreshing sight to behold.
As we grew up and hormone stoked our instinct of viewing nudity that we got interested in the opposite sex. Most of us started pairing up and outings tended to be in couples. We still met up on the beach and enjoyed as usual but there was openly display of affection between courting couples. I was feeling restrained in dealing with the group of friends lest I was mistaken for my intention. A stage of maturity dawned on us. Slowly we went our separate ways doing our own things. But I still went to the beach.
It was much later I had a girlfriend and many more follow. I went on dates. I tried to interest some girlfriends to go to nudist beaches but most considered that pervert activities. That was the last I saw them. Most were creatures of comfort preferring to indulge in indoor lifestyle while I prefer outdoor. There wasn't chemistry or interests so didn't last.
It was difficult to find a compatible girlfriend. I turned to biking, running and trekking during the weekend most time alone. I had my friends and didn't spent much time with mother and her sister who lived a block away. My mother had a live-in partner whom she found out two timing her. We both chased him out. My aunt also had a bad relationship with a man who cheated her.
Both were disenchanted living a lonesome life without a mate for a period of time. I felt a bit guilty leaving them alone without much recreation after their office work. They brought me up and attended to me when I was young. I grew up with them around. Since I had less time spent with friends I decided to go out with them on weekends. I was able to bring back some sparkle in their lives and time with them was enjoyable.
Both enjoy nature walk. We would go swimming in the sea, walked on the beach, trekked the rough terrains, jogging, watched movies or simply chilled out with a drink in the clubs and dancing. It was good fun and we enjoyed the time spent together. I observed they were more cheerful and vibrant. I was glad because both meant a lot to me.
Mother, a single parent, brought me up and aunt helped out. I am much indebted to them for putting me in university that I achieved success in career and earning a decent income. Initially I knew I couldn't fill their void of emotional needs. I encouraged both to find partners but they suffered more distress meeting men on dates.
I decided it was payback time. I spent more time with them, interest both with my outdoor activities. We went to the beach on weekends. I rubbed sunscreen on their bodies. When they lay prone I would unhook the bras and rubbed lotion on their back. I buckled the bras back then they lay supine for me to rub sunscreen on their chest. All done asexually though any male could easily be aroused at the sight of their vivacious bodies in bikini. I would take glances at them and tried to appear innocent.
It was much later that I suggested it was an interesting change to visit nudist beach. They were excited when I related the sensational feeling of the wind brushing on a naked body. But still perturbed by the idea of appearing naked with strangers around. I told them it was normal to feel embarrassed in the nude the first few times and gradually would feel at ease. I coaxed them and said it was alright to use a towel to cover up. But to do so seemed odd when everyone would be in the nude. They did agreed to give it a try though still very self conscious about strangers seeing them in the flesh. They were shy to go stark naked on first few trips, wrapping towel over their nude bodies. The sight of nude peoples walking or laying around eased their anxiety.
After a few trips they were less inhibited and went totally naked in my presence. That was the first time I cast my eyes on the two naked women who matter most in my life. Both have luscious bodies. Both were alluring to behold when clothed and in nude was striking gorgeous. I couldn't suppress the male instinct. My manhood slowly but surely rose as I glanced admiringly at them and encouraged them to drop their coyness and enjoyed the breeze brushing on their bodies. The two ladies were delighted I could sense.
We pretended it was normal and went about enjoying the breezy wind brushing our naked bodies. We rubbed sunscreen on each other as usual but this time there were no clothing in the way. I rubbed mother's front and back, running my hands from neck to the groin, butts and down to the legs. Mother would lay prone and dozed off. I rubbed aunt as she did for me. I maintained some decency and behaved insensitively though I was much stirred up touching their flesh.
Most weekend we were at the nudist beach, playing frisbees, walking the sandy beach, the waves splashing on our feet. It was a relaxing atmosphere. The nudist beach inadvertently gave us the start to become closer and in time to come opened a new chapter in our lives together. That was a place we dropped all inhibitions and started to an exciting relationship among us. With time we were comfortable appearing in the nude and we behaved so unabashed touching each other. I would rubbed sunscreen all over their bodies without them feeling embarrassed. Both rubbed me too and ran their hands down my groin as if it was the most natural thing to do.
We didn't feel restrained with each other. We were glad we connect well and enjoyed each other company. Three of us would be together shopping, traveling, dancing, drinking in bars, watched movies, nature walk, or simply lazing nude on the beach. Unlike my contemporaries, they were mature and had a pragmatic approach in life. It was a different feeling in their company. I relished the time spent with them. With passing times, I somehow found myself getting affectionately attached to them. It was not always we could gather together. I went on single dates with either ladies.
Individually both had their attractions and exuded an air of spontaneous warmth, grace and affable personality. Both enjoyed my company I could sense. I felt there was an air of love with an intimate sentiment. Somehow circumstances inadvertently drew us to a close relationship we never anticipated.
At home we put on scanty clothes or went nude. I would approached mum in the kitchen and hugged her from behind running my hands under her dress while she was cooking. She didn't restrained me saying only dinner might be burned if I didn't halt my wandering hands. Likewise aunt staying a block away wasn't bashful going about in nude when I visited her. Both ladies seemed to accept me as an integral part of their lives.
We won't have accepted each other so naturally if we had not indulge in nudism. Indeed the nudist beach started the path to our bonding into an adult relationship. The going was good for us. We wanted to carry on doing our things together. Nothing else matter. It became quite apparent we were heading to a socially unacceptable relationship but we didn't withhold ourselves. We were liberal in displaying affection which people would consider outrageous. While watching TV we cuddled close. At times put on music and danced hugging in the nude. I would put both hands on their butts and drew our bodies in contact. We were yet to go beyond physical touching. At that moment all matters to us was to stay close with each other.
Soon I began to view both ladies sexually. A perk up in natural instinct development for me as a man to desire both women. I fantasized and wished we could progress to an intimate stage. From our interaction I felt maybe both ladies harbored similar thoughts as me. All three of us had no other relationship and we had only each other's companionship. If we were not closely related, the situation we were in would likely developed to a threesome.
Neither did we talked much of what lay ahead for us three. We simply let it took a natural course and when we came to the point of crossing the line hopefully we would have ironed out or side tracked all issues. So far nothing bothered us. We engaged happily in our activities.
On weekends we were at the nudist beach soaking up the breeze and sun lying down or walking on the sandy shore. We were in our own world doing our things, oblivious to other nudists. The ladies did attract much uninvited attention. Some men approached them to strike up conversation. Both handled those men diplomatically to show their disinterest. As providence had it happened in our favor, the scenario was clear we were heading to a threesome affair. Events occurred unexpectedly which led me into sexual intercourse first with aunt then later with mum.
One evening I had a date with aunt to attend a concert. Mum was unable to go, so aunt and I went. I went to her apartment to pick her. She didn't answer the door so I let myself in with a spare key. I called her and got no response. I went to her room and heard running water. There she was taking a bath. I called her and she responded. I popped my head in the bathroom and saw her stark naked soaping herself. I could see she was happy that I saw her in her glory. She was alluring enchanting and I began to stir.
I stepped forward and offered to soap her body. I needn't hide my arousing. She saw him bulging in my pants. She chuckled I shouldn't get my clothing wet. I needed no further prodding, undressed and stood naked soaping her body. She did likewise and more. She took hold of my penis and fondled him. Not that she didn't touch him before but now was deliberately stroking and masturbating him sensually. We took a long time in the bathroom bathing and petting. We were in each other arms lost in time.
I carried aunt to bed after we dried each other. I knew the time had arrived. It progressed so naturally. I wanted aunt but never revealed to her for fear of rejection. We couldn't have it another way. We knew we wanted to reach into each other. I was erotically aroused. The burning sensation was great. There was no stopping us wanting each other sexually. We rolled on the bed, kissing deep and passionately, which we never had before, with hands fondling and roaming our bodies. It was a long foreplay to prepare for the copulation which awhile ago I could only fantasized.
It was becoming real. I was literally at her doorstep about to step in. I wanted aunt to enjoy the pleasure she must be yearning from a man. I wanted to be her man. I was readying her, licking and fingering tenderly her erotic parts. She was moaning with spasm, body quivering as she held my penis while spreading legs wide to receive me. The full view of her moist throbbing womanhood drove me to a frenzy. At that sensual moment there was no stopping our bodies were heading to melt into each other.
I climbed over aiming my penis at her vulva and galloped in. We copulated sending her to multiple orgasm. She hugged me tightly, dug her nails on my back as she climaxed several times. My back felt painfully sore but it was tolerable pain of love. I remained in her till my penis became flaccid and slipped out. We had taken the first step to a splendid relationship. I had the opportunity to show aunt my enduring love for her love, nurture and care for me together with mum when I was young.
