1.
I woke up early and as usual was sporting my usual erection since there hasn't been a day in the past twenty-five years or so when I've not woken up with a raging hard-on. I glanced at my wife Julie who was still sound asleep and decided to let her lay there resting for awhile longer, after all it was Sunday and I had given her a really good seeing to at the party the night before, as had my father, and again when we were finally alone together in the marital bed. I therefore slipped out of it as quietly as I could so as not to disturb her and made my way naked to the bathroom with my aroused prick leading the way, stopping to glance into the guest room where my parents, Jack and Shirley, were probably still sound asleep too.
I was wrong. Mom was still snuggled up under the duvet, her lovely face muffled into the pillow, but there was a vacant space where dad should have been and I had a pretty good idea where he was. Like with Julie, I let mom sleep on, since dad and I had both fucked her rotten last night, too - she loves a good shagging, does mom - and glanced into my daughter Jenna's room before heading off for my morning shower.
Jenna's room was empty too so the question that had been forming in my mind was already starting to answer itself. I quickly showered, my cock rock hard as the water cascaded down, and then headed off down the stairs, still in the nude since we are a firmly committed naturist family, to the lounge.
As soon as I got to the hall, the unmistakeable sounds of grunting and groaning assaulted my ears and when I glanced through the door, the scene that greeted me was as I had expected. My daughter Jenna was on her knees, naked, while my father Jack, also naked, stood in front of her, his eyes closed and a smile of pure lust on his still youthful face as his granddaughter treated him to a long hard suck of his morning wood.
Before I go any further, I ought, I suppose, to give you a bit of background and put you in the picture, so to speak. Mom and dad always stay over at weekends, usually arriving on Friday night and leaving just after tea on Sunday. I'd started doing threesomes with them just over a quarter of a century earlier when I reached my eighteenth birthday and was thus considered by my parents to be a consenting adult. Jack and Shirley lived a naturist lifestyle and brought me up the same way, we were also regular visitors to a local nudist colony, thus I had no inhibitions about my body or of my parents seeing it, though the first time I stood before them with a hard-on at my initiation ceremony did feel a bit odd but I soon got used to it. Joining them for lots of regular hot sex sessions, once I was old enough, seemed to be a natural progression of that unconventional lifestyle but, then, we have never been ones for convention.
It was fortuitous that we should have visited this particular nudist colony since it was there that I met my wife Julie and let me tell you this, too, for nothing. All those idiots who try to justify going to those kind of places with quibs like "I'm a sun worshipper" and/or "it's so healthy" are talking out of their bare assholes. Naturism has nothing to do with a healthy lifestyle, not as such, but everything to do with exhibitionism on a grand scale since, if they are honest as I like to think I am, people go there for only three reasons: a) because they like seeing naked people and b) they get a terrific kick out of being seen nude themselves. Finally, c) they are all on the lookout for sex and there is nothing wrong with that, its just that some of the people who go to nudist clubs never seem to be able to find the courage to admit it.
I fail to see how it can be anything else if one is quite happy to walk around stark bollock naked in front of others, all of whom will be doing the same and, happily, without a single iota of embarrassment. We are only people when all is said and done and we've all got bodies, thus I also fail to see how anyone in their right mind could possibly find them, when shorn of clothes, offensive. Here endeth today's lesson!!!
Mom, dad and I had been regulars at the colony for a year or more before Julie appeared on the scene with her two younger brothers Mark and Paul and with whom she shared a home, their parents having both died, sadly, several years earlier. Nudist colonies are a great way to meet likeminded people who are happy to stick two fingers up at the idiots who like to think they can control our lives, like nannying politicians, for instance. Much as I enjoyed fucking mom, and still do to this very day, I was very attracted to Julie and, at the risk of sounding dreadfully conceited and immodest, the feeling was mutual. My family very soon pallied up with Julie and her brothers, so much so that we would visit each other in our homes for private naturist get-togethers, away from the glare of the voyeuristic eyes of other club members.
It was at one of these private gatherings, twenty-five years or so ago, that Julie eventually confided to me that she and her brothers had been having incestuous sex together which gave me the confidence to tell her that I had been having sex on a regular basis with my parents. I can't remember how the conversation leading up to these admissions came about but the atmosphere had, for a long time, been growing more and more sexually charged with each get-together and it was good when everything was finally out in the open.
I won't bore you with all the details but, suffice to say, our naturist evenings soon turned into hardcore group sessions with Julie sucking and fucking her brothers and mom, dad and I doing the same before swapping partners. Dad and I would take turns fucking Julie and Mark and Paul, having no mother of their own, loved to double penetrate my mom, as dad and I did on a regular basis. And when Julie made me the happiest man in the world by accepting my proposal and agreeing to be my wife, we all ended up as one big happy family.
Mark and Paul are married now themselves and can't visit these days as much as they would like to. Mark has two sons and Paul a daughter. For some peculiar reason, which Julie won't talk about, she and her sisters-in-law have never got on so that whenever Mark and Paul do manage to squeeze in a visit, they do so by themselves which is perfect for us, otherwise we might have to curb our activities if their other halves, whom I've only met a few times, were present. Whether they have any inkling of what happens when their husbands tell them they are visiting their sister, I have absolutely no idea. Probably not.
A year after mine and Julie's marriage our daughter Jenna was born and, needless to say, Julie and I brought her up in the naturist way of life too and she has blossomed into a most gorgeous young lady, now twenty-two years old and almost a mirror image of her mother as Julie had been at that age. I want to make it obvious that as soon as Jenna came of age, she was only too keen to join the rest of us at our family sex club meetings, I can state categorically that the decision to join us was hers and hers alone and if she had decided not to it would, admittedly, have been disappointing but Julie and I were prepared to accept whatever decision she made. Had she decided not to be a part of the club, then I can assure you that none of us would ever have laid so much as a finger on her. We are not molesters, that is unforgivable, and everything we do together is 100% consensual.
Thankfully, Jenna was only too keen to join us so, for her eighteenth birthday, we threw a spectacular party for her with everyone present. Being her father, I naturally had first bite of the cherry as I took her virginity and it was obvious right from the start that my daughter would become a much valued addition to the family sex club. She could not get enough that night, my father fucking her to the rafters after I was done and her uncles Mark and Paul treating her to a long hard double penetration while mom, dad, Julie and I gathered round to watch. The memory of Jenna's initiation ceremony will remain with me for the rest of my life as, I suspect, it will with everybody else.
Since that momentous day in the history of our sex club, Julie, Jenna and I have done, and continue to do, many threesomes, just as I used to do with mom and dad when I was still a young man and not the middle-aged one I have now become. Age does have a way of creeping up on us, unfortunately.
Much as I love my parents and am always keen for them to be here and make our club meetings a real family fuckfest - even better if Mark and Paul can be there, too - I have to admit that I do enjoy it when its just my wife, daughter and I. With two beautiful women both hungry for the same cock, being the only bloke does have its advantages ...
2.
I stood now in the doorway to the lounge, my hard throbbing cock in my hand, as I watched my daughter blowjobbing my father. Jenna was on her knees with her back to me, allowing me a nice view of the curve of her ass, while dad had his head thrown back and his eyes shut tight as his granddaughter went to town on his thick rod. My daughter is a divine cocksucker, having inherited her oral skills from her grandmother and mother and I know through my own wonderful experiences with her just how much pleasure dad is getting at that very moment.
