It was the summer after I graduated high school. I had just turned 18 and was not really looking forward to a summer of work on the grounds crew of the local golf course, before heading off to college in late August. Our whole family is military and my dad was deployed in the Middle East most of the time. Mom was in the reserve and worked two jobs at home, so I was pretty much going to be on my own for the summer.
My mom however, surprised me for my birthday with a card full of cash, telling me that I could take the last two weeks of summer off from work, and that I would be spending it at her sister's house on the lake at "hippie hills". Hippie hills was famous perhaps only in our family but among military families that we knew as well. Nestled in the hills of northern Georgia, the area had once been a refuge for draft dodgers during the Vietnam War.
Ironically the tiny cabins and makeshift homes had been taken over mostly by military families 20 years later. My mom was born in a cabin there but would move from military base to military base after marrying my father at the age of 19. For years I had heard the stories of my Aunt Carly who had also married into the military but was divorced from a high ranking officer. Aunt Carly had never left Hippie hills. She would sometimes visit with us and infect us all with her huge smile, casual air and natural beauty.
My parents would visit with Aunt Carly just about every summer, while I stayed at home working my various summer jobs earning money for college. This year I would go alone for a whole two weeks before going to college. Hippie Hills was about seven hours from our house so my mom and Aunt Carly decided that they would meet half way for lunch and Aunt Carly would drive me back to the hills.
We had a wonderful lunch. Mostly I just stared at the two beautiful women I was with. My mom was absolutely beautiful, at 39 years old, she still had an unwrinkled beautiful face, which never smiled so much as when she was with her little sister Carly. Aunt Carly at 34 years old was a natural beauty who looked to be in her middle twenties at best. She wore just a simple t-shirt, loose pants and sandals. Her long sun streaked brown hair was tied back at the side with little braids. I could not help but notice, well actually stare I guess at the way her large breasts swayed naturally under her t-shirt. The protrusions of her nipples clearly indicating that she wore no bra.
During the ride to Hippie Hills with Aunt Carly we caught up with our lives. Aunt Carly was the most open person I had ever met and we laughed together telling very frank stories of different mishaps in our lives. I watched Aunt Carly's breasts dance in her t-shirt while she drove, and wondered just how amazing she was going to look in a bathing suit. Finally we arrived. A hand painted sign on a dirt road announced "The Hills Lake Community - Residents Only". Of course we all called it Hippie Hills, owing back to the origins as a haven for draft dodgers and other assorted hippies.
We drove down a dirt road for about a mile passing little cabins here and there until finally we had a great view of the lake, actually one of two lakes at Hippie Hills. We drove down towards the lake and just before driving into the lake, Aunt Carly turned into a driveway I had not even seen. Her cabin was tiny basically two rooms with a large porch on the front overlooking the lake.
I dropped my bag on the porch and we both stood looking out over the lake.
"Come on." she said, and started towards the dock about thirty yards down the path to the lake.
We stood on the little dock and Aunt Carly pointed out some of the features of the lake community. The cabins of friends, the swim docks, and off about a quarter of a mile or so, the "adult beach".
"The family beach is on the other side of the lake about a mile and a half away, they have slides for the kids and a little clubhouse with games. It's a safe place for their parents to leave them and they have high school students paid to watch after them."
"The water is warm. Let's go in."
And with that my Aunt Carly kicked off her sandals, pulled her t-shirt over her head and shrugged off her loose pants, leaving her totally naked, and me totally surprised and embarrassed.
"Get used to it. No one wears clothes on this side of the lake." She just stood there naked. Her heavy hanging breasts with dark prominent nipples swayed from side to side. Aunt Carly had beautiful hips with a tiny waist and slim legs. Her pussy was topped with wisps of light brown hair in a very natural fashion.
"Don't be shy." She said and then did a very nice dive into the lake.
But I was shy. For a 19 year old male I was not in particularly great shape. I'm tall but I was a little out of shape and Pasty white. We always wore full length pants and shirts while working on the golf course so as not to get all scraped up and also so as not to burn in the sun. In addition I knew that my penis was somewhat of an oddity. It was long and thick enough but had a huge head that was twice the size of the shaft sort of making it look small. I had seen plenty of other guys in the locker room and knew mine was a bit different, not that they all weren't different, but mine was different in a different way.
Aunt Carly climbed half way up the ladder, her long hair dripping and her breasts glistening over the dock. Slowly I started to undress. Compared to Aunt Carly I had on a lot of clothes to strip off. Shoes, socks, then my shirt. I was unsure if I should turn around or not but there was no place to go really on the small dock. I tried to keep my composure as I undid my belt and took my long pants off in one motion stumbling a little as I pulled them off. Then I realized that I looked ridiculous in my white underwear with my cock poking them out at full erection. Aunt Carly just smiled even bigger, so I pulled the waist band over my cock and tugged them off. I jumped in.
We swam for about 10 minutes and it was wonderful, Aunt Carly told me about the lake and its people and that it was the most open, honest and free place on earth. She climbed back up on the dock and I followed. The water had cooled off my erection so I was a little less self-conscious. With no towels, we just sat there next to each other drying naturally in the sun.
"We spend a lot of time together here." She said, pointing out the group of about thirty people on the adult beach. "We should probably head over there and introduce you."
From where we sat on the dock you could not make out the details but it was clear to me that they were all naked on the beach. While I watched, Aunt Carly walked off the dock and grabbed a small canoe, dragging it into the water.
"Hop in."
She held the canoe while I got my naked body over the side and sat on the small seat in the very front of the canoe. There was no place for my legs facing forward so I faced backwards while Aunt Carly climbed over the side. In doing so she spread her legs wide giving me the full view of her pussy from behind her bronzed ass. Sitting face to face in the small canoe, our legs crossed at the ankles. Aunt Carly grabbed a paddle and pushed us out into the lake, the water still dripping from her nipples.
"They will give you a nickname."
"What do you mean?" I said.
"They give everyone a summer nickname, sometimes you have it for years and sometimes they change it. It's part of being lake people."
"Do you have one." I asked.
She laughed. "When I was 18 and allowed to go to the adult beach they nicknamed me "Jiggly".
I guess I had a look of confusion on my face.
Aunt Carly smiled a huge smile, put down the paddle and held her large breasts in her hands. "Jiggly"
Being just a few feet away and facing directly at my beautiful naked aunts breasts and pussy had already gotten my cock to about half-erect but this move put me back at full erection.
"But now - they call me "Wobbles". she smiled and let her breasts swing freely. My cock was fully erect at this point and Aunt Carly made no effort to look away.
Pointing at my cock she said, "You might want to take care of that before we get to the beach. If you don't you might end up like my friend Tony whose nickname was "Eric" - which was somehow short for "Erection". You don't want that." She laughed.
Again I must have had a dazed look on my face.
"Go ahead, I masturbate out her all the time, it's wonderful."
With that she put the paddle down once again and moved forward on her seat. Our thighs were now crossed. Without any concern at all, she spread her legs as far as the canoe would allow and started to play with her pussy. I stared for a minute her fingers did their work and her pussy lips got visibly wet, soaking her pussy hair in the process. My Aunt Carly then put two fingers well up into her wet cunt and my hand went automatically to my very erect cock. Aunt Carly made no effort to look away and seemed to enjoy watching me stroke my cock head and massage my oversized cock head.
She was now fucking herself with three fingers as I tried to hold back my own cum. I did not want it to end. I was holding my balls in my left hand and squeezing them a little to stop me from cumming too fast. She let out a long low moan and I could see her fingers dripping with her own orgasm, which dripped onto the bottom of the canoe. I stopped stroking myself and just watched while she regained her composure and sat up a bit with a larger than normal smile. Her eyes were staring directly at my cock.
"Your turn."
There was no turning back at this point and I sprayed three hot jets of cum into the canoe, with one striping down Aunt Carly's right leg. My cock continued to drip cum into the bottom of the canoe and Aunt Carly watched and waited until I was finished. She then picked up the paddle and began to move us towards the adult beach, without even wiping the cum from her leg.
"They will probably call you "Whitey." She laughed.
We pulled the canoe up on the beach next to about 10 other canoes. There were more than two dozen people in various activities around the beach. Some were throwing Frisbees or playing in the water, some stood around talking, some swimming out to the floating dock and just a few lying out in the sun reading or tanning. All of them totally naked. Cocks hanging, breasts pointing, asses swaying, balls dangling and no one seeming to notice except me.
Aunt Carly introduced me around and sure enough they all had interesting nicknames. The guys I met were; Dog, Guns, Spanky, Fish, Tat, Hanger, Flub, Ape, Dude, Fingers, Balls, and Cheeks. The women were; Buns, Duck, Bush, Gams, Apples, Frenchie, Spring, Lips, Annie, and Bean.
We met Bean last as she was sitting by herself tanning on a blanket. Bean was very pretty with long straight black hair, a boyish but slim body and no breasts to speak of. Nipples yes, but breasts no. However the little humps on her chest supported the most amazingly dark puffy areolas with tiny nipples. Her nipples were like dark two cones sitting on little soft mounds. When she sat up to chat with us they pointed straight out about two inches. The other interesting thing about Bean was that her pussy was completely shaved. Many of the women I had met had natural or trimmed pussy hair with just one or two sporting landing strips of V shaped designs. Bean was shaved clean with only her dark slit to indicate her pussy.
"I am going to head back, Bean can you take him home later?" Aunt Carly said.
"Sure, Wobbles I'll make sure he gets home safe and sound." Said Bean.
