I'm lying on my back, staring at the ceiling. I'm in a hotel attending an adult convention. Thinking how is it possible that in two and a half years my life changed so much, I can't even count how many times I had sex, I can't count how many pussies or tits I have seen in this time. Please follow the story and give me feedback. It will be a few chapters long
My name is Steven, and I'm 29 years old. I have a sister and she is 32 average brown haired looking girl, she is slightly chubby. My mom is 54 years old, she is not the sexiest supermodel around. But she is good looking. She has small saggy tits. Her tits are between an A or B cup. My dad a was a great man, but unfortunately died a few years ago alongside my sister's husband.
So what makes my family different to most families? My family owns a nudist resort. A proper 100% nudist resort. Growing up was like a normal family. Only difference was that after school we changed from our school clothes into nothing. Well that was until we opened a new version of a nudist resort.
This is how it happened. After school my dad told me business is very slow, and he can't really afford another salary out of the business, but he did save some money for me to go and study. I left and went into investment banking. I went home on weekends and holidays to help out at the resort. One day at varsity a sales manager from a very big firm came to talk to the class. Afterwards we had a lunch and we got chatting about how the business world and clients are changing. He said he likes the way I think and handed me his business card. Long story short. I got a job.
Not an internship, a proper well paying job with commission. My target market was to start dealing with famous content creators to invest and plan for the future. I even had adult stars and swinger clubs under me. A year later a blonde girl came into the office. It was love at first sight. Turns out she was the daughter of our CEO. We got married two years later. My life was perfect. Money was no problem. My wife didn't like what my parents did. I had to make changes, I had to start wearing clothes at home. After the kids were born my nudist life was over. We never visited the resort as a family, instead we booked a hotel close by and had my parents visit us and the grandkids there.
My dad always said that the kids looked nothing like me or them. I just laughed it off. I thought he was just mad about my wife changing me. The last time I saw him before the accident he told me to do an DNA test. Again I made nothing off it. One day one off the kids fell ill and needed some tests done. The nurse was very nice and told me about some new machine that can trace your DNA back to 1000's of years back. I thought it would be something to nice to know who was related to me. We did some dna tests a trail. Turns out the kid wasn't mine. Nor the other kid. I filled for divorce immediately and got millions in a settlement. Lucky for me, the judge was also cheated on, so it was personal for her. I packed up and moved back to my mom and sister at the resort. It was the first time in years. I had to get used to not wearing clothes again.