Becoming a Nudist Family

'So what's this about?'

I flopped down onto the couch as my parent's stood expectantly in the middle of the room.

'We'll tell you when your sister gets here. Where is she anyway- oh!'

Molly burst into the room and took a seat on the opposite end of the couch, tucking her long hair behind her ears as she straightened her back and placed her knees together. She always was a pro at acting the perfect daughter around them, especially when the possibility of us having done something wrong hung in the air.

'Okay, I guess we can start.'

My mum looked nervously at my dad. This was odd. Usually when we were in trouble they knew exactly what to launch into.

'Well, I guess first of all we'd like to thank you for looking after the place while we were away. It doesn't look like a bomb went off.'

Molly smiled smugly.

'I made sure we stayed on top of the mess.'

My parents had been away at a five day retreat. Though it wasn't a normal retreat, and not something I imagine many families would ever have to deal with.

'We appreciate it. And the retreat was lovely. And... um, well we didn't tell you before we left, but we wanted to try something different, so the place we went to was a... nudist retreat.'

We knew. We had looked up the name of the place. I mean a random five day retreat nowhere near a long weekend is either rehabilitation or something specific. We were just being responsible and showing out concern. Nothing more, of course.

But now it was my turn to show me acting skills.

'Ooooooh... Really? Woooow! That's, uh... different.'

Nailed it.

Molly shot me a glare before turning back to our parents.

'I would never have imagined you two doing something like that.'

'Gabriel suggested it, actually, and your father and I thought it might be fun to try.'

'The yoga douche?! Ugh, I would have rathered this be some form of midlife crisis then an idea from

him

.'

Mum pouted.

'We're not

that

old, thank you very much, and I don't see why you hate him so much. He's lovely when you get to know him.'

'Whatever. Well I'm happy you had a good time at your naked people resort, but if you'll excuse me-'

'Hold on! We're not finished yet.'

'Hmm?' Molly swayed on her toes, mid-step, before letting herself fall back onto the couch. 'What is it?'

'Well... this is difficult to ask, but your father and I, uh... Well we found that we really enjoyed it and we met some people there who do it at home...'

'Whoa, what are you suggesting?'

Mum took a deep breath.

'We want to become nudists at home, too. There's something so liberating and natural about it. It feels so right to just be in my skin.'

'Mum! Please! We don't need to know everything!'

'Fine. But we won't be wearing clothes at home from now on, so you'll have to get used to it.'

'Are you serious?' I spluttered. 'This is insane.'

'We're very serious,' Dad said, speaking for the first time. 'And while I pay the bills, I set the dress code. Look, this is something your mother and I want to try. If it doesn't stick, then we can go back to how things were.'

'This isn't like trying a vegan kick. It'll be weird.'

'Oh, come on. It's just the human body. What are they teaching you in sex ed these days? It's a beautiful thing. You just need to feel more comfortable in your own.'

Molly grinned at me smugly.

'I think it'll be fine. You can just stay in your room all day if you really can't handle it.'

I couldn't believe she was sucking up to them in a time like this.

'Excellent,' Mum cheered. 'Well, we don't have to be the only ones. If you both feel up to it, you can join us.'

'What?!' Molly and I echoed.

'Uh, uh. You don't have to say anything now. Think on it. We'll start tomorrow morning. You have until then to decide. Trust me, try it and I'm sure you'll come around to it in no time like we did.'

With that they exited the room, leaving us both speechless and Molly noticeably less smug.

~

There wasn't anything to think over. Obviously my answer was no. I instead spent most of the night thinking about how I would survive the next few weeks until they grew tired of this and moved onto their next adventure.

As I laid down to sleep my mind was filled with thoughts of what would come. The awkwardness that was sure to ensue. The whiplash I would suffer when I found myself face to face with my naked dad. All the alternate ways though the house if I needed to avoid whatever room they were in.

And yet, I couldn't help but think of some of the other sights that this would bring. I mean, I hadn't really noticed that much, nor given much thought to it... In fact, most of this is based of comments my friends had made. But my mum wasn't exactly lacking in the breast department. She was probably a DD cup, something which I guess ran strong in our family as Molly was at least a D cup. The thought of seeing those tomorrow was... kind of an exciting prospect. I mean, if one good thing was to come from this, then it all might be worth it.

And so I fell asleep nursing one of my least proud boners.

The next morning I stayed in bed for a while. I could hear my parents roaming around the house, but I couldn't go out and face them. It would surely be too awkward.

However, in the end, my bladder betrayed me and I slunk from my bed to peak into the hallway. It was clear. I made it to the bathroom with no trouble and, one piss later, left feeling like I was one step closer to surviving the day.

Or not. I had forgotten how loud the toilet's flush would be in my stealthy plan.

'Blake? Are you finally up?' Mum called from the kitchen.

'Uh...'

'I made breakfast if you're hungry.'

I was. The smell of freshly cooked bacon wafted up to me. Was it worth it? I could just grab some cereal at... whatever time they left the kitchen and adjacent areas... probably sometime before lunch. Ah, and then there was lunch. And dinner. The more I thought about it, the less likely it seemed avoidable.

With a defeated sigh, I headed toward the kitchen.

'Ah, there you are- Aw, you didn't want to give it a try?' She frowned at my pyjamas. 'Don't worry. Whenever you feel like joining us you can. Now, dig in.'

She spun around and carried a tray of toast over to the breakfast table. I, on the other hand, stood frozen. My mouth surely agape. It had only been a few seconds and I had already been treated to an eyeful of her naked breasts and ass. Her breasts had been even better than I had imagined last night. They were so full and round, wobbling freely with every little movement she made. Even now, as she leant across the table, they hung in magnificent form. Poking out from each was a thick, fat nub of a nipple. Far larger than I would have guessed. I suppose her bra hid most of their presence.

To my chagrin, I could feel myself getting hard at the sight.

What's wrong with me

, I thought before sitting down at the table to hide it before it made a tent in my, thankfully, baggy pyjama pants.

I kept my eyes set firmly on the table before me as Mum turned and headed back to the kitchen counter. My life going forward would take the fortitude of a monk to survive.

'Good morning!' I heard my sister call as she entered the kitchen.

For a second I was relieved to see at least one other sane person, but that was short lived.

Molly stood in the entranceway to the kitchen as naked as the day she was born.

'Oh sweetie! I'm so proud of you!'

Mum rushed over and pulled her into a hug. A naked hug. My naked mother and sister pressing their naked bodies against each other. DD cup breasts squishing into D cup breasts, all the supple side boob spilling out under their arms. Fuck! My boner is never going to go away!

'Oh sweetie, you're going to love this, I promise!'

'Thanks, mum. It's all a bit foreign at the moment.'

'It shouldn't be! You're the exact same as you were yesterday, you just don't have cloth draped over your body. If it will help you ease into it, you can go get your bathrobe and drape that over your shoulders.'

'No... I think I'll be fine. I've already come this far, you know. Oh! You're shaven down there?'

Molly gazed down at mum's crotch in surprise, prompting her to step back, giving me a full view of it. I hadn't noticed when I came in, but she was right. Mum was completely bare down there. My eyes remained glued to it as they spoke. A small bit of inner labia stuck out between her quite large outer labia. Was it large? It seemed puffier than most porn I had seen. Was I just watching the wrong kind of porn? Was it just an age thing? Was it just a having had two kids thing? These were all question I shouldn't be asking about my mother's pussy.

'Yes, your father and I did some... preparation, I guess, for the retreat.'

'It looks good. Do you think I should shave too?'

She ran her fingers though a small tuft of blonde public hair. This was all too surreal. I was harder than I had ever been in my life. If I stood up I'd pierce a hole straight through the wooden table.

'I think you'll look fine no matter what you do. It's your body. Feel comfortable in it however you like.'

At that moment the veranda door opened and my dad stepped inside with nothing but a newspaper.

'Oh god!' I groaned.

Thankfully, we live in a fairly private area. Trees surrounded the back of our property hiding it from the outside world. At least I wouldn't have to worry about the neighbours seeing what my family was up to.

'Ah, morning! It sure is refreshing out there,' he chimed. 'Molly! It's good to see you're embracing a new experience!'

Molly smiled sheepishly. It must be hard to be smug when you're starkers in front of your family.

'Ah, but it seems someone didn't feel like joining in. You need to take a page out of your sister's book, Blake.'

'Leave him be, Harold,' Mum said. 'If he's not comfortable with it we can't force him.'

You're right. But sometimes you need to step out of your comfort zone to experience something great.' He put his paper down before taking a seat at the table. I made a mental note to never sit in that chair again. 'There's still time to join in if you want. It's easier to blend in when everyone is taking the plunge at once.'

'I'll be fine.'

I couldn't help but notice how Molly's eyes seemed to linger on dad's... uh... junk. I hoped that she was just observing that he was as shaven as mum was down there, but when she snapped out of it and spotted me looking at her, she looked as if she had been caught doing something she shouldn't have.

~

I stuck to my guns over the next few days and remained clothed. To my surprise, I was beginning to get used to seeing everyone else naked. Well, to a degree, I suppose. All of my boners had been from either my sister or mother. Seeing them nude 24/7 was driving me crazy. Even the most mundane things looked erotic as hell. My sister lazing on the couch watching TV? You mean my sister laying with her breasts resting on the cushion while her pussy was so nearly exposed between her thighs. Mum making dinner? You mean mum bending over in many different places while cooking. She either was oblivious to how much everyone else could see her pussy poking through her legs as she placed dishes on the table or she was doing it intentionally.

Honestly, I was thankful that I was still wearing something to hide my growing boners. Many a time I had to excuse myself to my room to beat one off to what I had just seen. Every time not lasting more than a few seconds. My cock always felt burning to the touch with every nerve relishing in the feeling of my hand gripped around it. The veins on my cock stuck out fiercely, straining for relief. It was like I was breaking the record for how hard one man could get. It certainly felt that way.

I don't think I was the only one affected either. I had never heard my parents having sex before, but they were louder than ever since they started going nude. Their room was down the other end of the hallway, but I could still hear mum moaning in pleasure almost nightly. That was not helping my urges during the day.

It was four days since the great strip down when I headed into the kitchen for breakfast without a shirt. The sight of my mum's round ass greeted me as I stepped into the room. It was a sight I could never get sick of, no matter how much my mind told me I shouldn't be enjoying it. Her legs were so shapely. Thick thighs leading up to her round hips. The skin looked so smooth and soft. In between her slightly parted legs I could just make out that small strand on inner labia hanging down, silhouetting her womanhood.

Thankfully, I managed to pull my eyes away just as she turned around. I couldn't imagine how much trouble I'd be in if she caught me checking her out. In fact, I don't know how I would even defend it to myself.

'Ooo! Are you finally starting to test the waters of nudity?' she asked.

Actually, it was just hot today. I had walked around the house without a shirt on before.

'Um, not really...'

Her face fell.

'Aw, that's a shame. I was really hoping this would be something we as a whole family tried.'

I actually felt bad. It really seemed like I was letting her down on this.

'Well, I mean... I'm not really against it, I just...'

A grin spread across her face.

'You're nervous? That's fine. We all were at first. Your sister was terrified the first day, but she says she loves it now. It's just getting past that first hurdle.'

'Well, yeah, but...'

I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to tell her no again, but this was just something I... well, I wasn't really that uncomfortable with it. Like I had said, I had grown accustomed to the state of the house now. I didn't really care what I wore. Half the time I just get around the house in my pyjamas all day. If anything, I'd be judged less if I was nude. The main thing, that I couldn't bear to mention to my mother, was the fear of getting boners in front of my whole family.

'Maybe you could try just getting around in your underwear. See how that feels. Like easing your way into a pool, one step at a time. You're already taken the first step of taking off your shirt.'

'Um, I guess, yeah...'

Why did I say

yeah

?! OF all the mumbling 'er' words of non-comital I could say, I said yeah.

'Excellent! Just go at your own pace, sweetie. Make sure you're comfortable with it. I'll make you some breakfast.'

She went back to the toaster, leaving me standing there unsure of what was expected of me. Did I just agree to take my pants off now? Or did I have to take them off later, lest mum think I was lying to her. But if I took my pants off now she'd surely see the semi chub I was nursing. The semi chub I had gotten with only her in the room, and fuck, it was growing. My heart was racing a mile. All I could think of was how much desire I had for her ass and thighs when I stepped in here, and now I was going to take my pants off around that? To be in nothing but my underwear? So exposed in front of her body?

'Um... I'll be back in a sec.'

I dashed back to my room and shut the door behind me. My erection was straining against my pants now. I pulled them down and whipped out my cock, wasting no time in beating it furiously. God, I'd never felt this horny before. Lewd images filled my mind, the thought of strolling around the kitchen naked, erection held high as my mum watched me over her shoulder. How I would come up behind her and press myself into her ass, my cock slipping between her warm ass cheeks-

Fuck!

A spurt of cum shot out and landed on the carpet. Panic struck me as another spurt stained the carpet. I hadn't grabbed any tissues for this.

'Shit, shit, shit!'

With little time to think, I grabbed my underwear and pressed my cock into it. It felt like I was emptying everything I had into it. A good minute must have passed until my cock finally stopped pulsating.

I tried to catch my breath as I pulled the underwear away. A pool of thick white gunk sat in the middle of it. Large globs still lay on the carpet in front of me. There was nothing left to do, the underwear in my hand was now my cleaning rag. I knelt down and wiped the carpet until it was clean enough and my underwear was soaked in jizz.

Not wearing those again,

I thought, throwing them into the corner of my room and walking over to my underwear drawer.

For some reason I hesitated. I was completely naked right now. The same as the rest of my family. Exactly what my mother wanted. Could I grit and bear it for at least the day? Hell, less than the day. I could stay in my room all day and just brave meals like this. Actually, that proposes an even easier idea. I could just try out being nude in my room and get dressed to go out for meals. Eventually, I'd feel better about staying nude. But was that really a solution? I was naked right now and felt fine. What was giving me anxiety was the thought of being naked in front of my family. That option seemed like it would only postpone that anxiety, not ease me into it. Maybe it was best to just dive right in, and honestly, I would probably have more control over my erections now after having just cum. I had stumbled into the perfect situation. I couldn't let this just go.

I stood there deliberating for a while longer, my mind racing around in circles, only to be broken by the sound of mum calling me to breakfast.

'Fuck it.'

I threw my pants to the corner of my room with the soiled underwear and headed toward the door.

~

My heart pounded in my chest as I stepped into the kitchen. Mum spotted me and her face instantly broke into a huge smile.

'Congratulations! You finally did it!'

Before I could react she pulled me into a big hug. My mind nearly exploded with the overload of sensations. He large breasts pressed into my chest. Her nipples were hard and my cock rubbed somewhere against her thigh.

I felt a surge of panic once more. I had only cum a few minutes ago. Surely it hadn't become completely soft yet. Would she notice? It still felt hot, she must feel that?

Despite having just masturbated, I could feel a rush of blood heading back down to it. I held my breath and focused all my energy of stopping it. I couldn't get hard now.

I tried to pull me hips back and she released me.

'I promise you'll love this once you get past the initial shock of it. Now go on, you're breakfast is getting cold.'

I hurried to the table and sat down, hiding my crotch beneath it. I gobbled down my toast, hoping to escape before anything else happened. The surreal nature of sitting here with my mum completely naked after that hug was making it impossible to clear my head and get back to a state where I felt in control of my erection.

Mum sat down opposite me, her breasts jiggling with her movement. I tried to keep my eyes off them, but they were so close. The feeling of them pressed up against me rung strong in my mind. They were so heavy and soft, and there was such a perfect gap in her cleavage. Images of my cock thrusting in between them clouded my mind. No matter how much I tried, my cock grew harder and harder until it began lifting off my lap.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! What was I going to do? What if dad walked in right now? Thankfully mum couldn't see it under the table, but I was now out of toast with nothing to do.

I stared out the window while trying to focus all of my energy on getting it to go down.

'If you're still hungry you can make some more.'

I jumped at her words.

'Uh, no I'm all right.'

'Okay...'

She watched me suspiciously as I tried to stare out the window once more. If only I had my phone with me. I could surely find something to distract me. But a lack of pockets proved to be an issue.