My New Step-Dad Is a Nudist

Hi, my name's Jodie. This is the second installment of my story about how I was brought into the nudist lifestyle after my mom married Frank, an avid nudist.

In the first instalment, I described how my mother and I moved into Frank's big house with pool. After a few weeks of me clothed while they lived naked, at my mother's urging, I stripped for Frank and chose to join them in the nudist lifestyle. Frank is a very hot mature man. He rubbed suntan lotion all over my body when we were alone by the pool. It almost drove me crazy with lust. Being a gentleman, he didn't take advantage of my innocence. But I can feel sexual tension in the air when I'm around him.

As I said in the first instalment, let me describe myself. I'd say I'm just your normal suburban-raised American girl. I graduated from high school last June and I'm working full-time as a waitress to earn money for college. Boys have said I'm hot. My measurements are 36-24-35 and I'm five feet six. I've got natural, long blonde hair, just below my shoulders. I was a cheerleader and all that exercise and gymnastics made my body very tight and toned.

I've had a few boyfriends but nothing serious. We did kissing and making out but never gone all the way. With Billy, I gave him a hand job after our Prom party and he felt me down there. It felt good and he wanted to have real sex but I was saving that for somebody super special.

In this instalment, I'll share how I learned about the power of lust.

My mom and Frank occasionally invited over nudist friends for pool get-togethers. The first time it happened, I was lounging naked by the pool when mom came up to me with a fully clothed couple about her age. What a shocking surprise.

"Jodie, I'd like you to meet Richard and Fran. They are fellow nature lovers that will be joining us this afternoon."

I felt instantly exposed but fought the urge to cover my private areas with my arms and hands.

I just nodded to them and said, "Nice to meet you."

They turned and went into the house. Soon they were back out, totally naked with tanned, fit bodies.

Sometimes there was a big party with a dozen couples all in the buff. I felt a bit uncomfortable because the men often leered at my young body at they talked to me. It didn't help that mom told everyone that I was still a virgin. This is likely why the men's penises usually thickened when they talked with me. My nipples also seemed of have a mind of their own. Whenever I was in the company of a man even if he was with his wife, my nipples would become rock-hard. I guess if I had stayed in the nudist lifestyle continuously from an early age, I'd be at ease with my nudity. It wouldn't be sexual. But I am back into baring my body during nudist events at the same time as my sexuality is budding and as yet still a virgin. I can't help feeling horny.

At a nudist party one night, a good-looking man was eyeing me from across the other side of the pool. I appreciated the attention and I gave him a harmless smile. Later, when I was walking back from the house in the dark, he approached me on the pathway and introduced himself. I noticed he had on a wedding ring so I thought he was harmless. He had an interesting job as a wildlife photographer. We strolled to the garden area and then stood by a big tree chatting about his travels around the world for his job. His back was to the partygoers and we were a good distance from them. I found him very attractive and had butterflies in my chest as I listened to his stories. I was having erotic thoughts. My nipples were diamond hard and whenever he looked into my eyes, I blushed and looked down shyly. It seemed as if he could hear the dirty ideas in my head. He must have thought I was so immature. He moved in closer to me into my space and it seemed we were in our own separate intimate world.

"Jodie, I have a great idea. Why don't you model for me? I'd love to do a photo shoot of you outdoors in a forest setting."

I looked down and saw he had a stiff erection as he said that. I could see it but it was hidden from the others. Oh my god, I thought, I'm sure that means he wants to have sex with me. The photo shoot is just a cover.

He saw me looking at his crotch and said, "You can see I really like you. I'm sure we could have great fun on our photo shoot."

In a panicky, little girl voice I replied, "Sorry, thanks but I really don't think so." Then, I scurried back to the house and up to my bedroom. It was such a new and powerfully horny thing to be standing so close to a nude grown man with an exposed hard-on with lust in his mind. Lusting after me and my body. His masculine energy seemed dangerous but so erotic. I masturbated thinking of his big cock and him mounting me. His image came up often when I pleasured myself in the weeks following.

Another time, a nice couple said I should meet their son who was twenty-three and had just finished a post-graduate degree. They promised to bring him to one of our parties. That would be interesting. Whenever we had an afternoon nudist pool party, several children would come with their parents but they were just adolescents. I had been both curious and dreading how I would feel if a boy my age came to a party.

A strange thing started to happen after I had been around nude people for a while. I would envision people on the street and even my customers in the restaurant without clothes. That was pretty freaky, especially when it came to hot looking guys. They say that nudism is asexual and maybe it is for older people and the very young. But for young folks like me with sex hormones surging through our bodies it makes us very horny. That's how God created us.

One night, some jocks from my old high school came in. I recognized one was the star quarterback of the football team. He was so dreamy and I mentally stripped him as I served them food and drinks. It was so hot that I had to go into the ladies room after they left and strum my pussy until I had a giant orgasm in the bathroom stall. My body was becoming more demanding of sexual attention.

I was also becoming more brazen around my step-father. I was learning to flirt and I could tell he was eating it up. One day when my mom had gone shopping I lay on the lounging chair by the pool naked like normal with Frank sitting in the chair next to me. I pretended to be napping and I spread my knees so my full pussy was showing. By opening my eyes just a slit, I could see him staring at my crotch. He had a hard on and gave it a couple of strokes as his eyes drilled into my private parts. The air seemed so hot and my heart was racing. My skin was begging to be touched. I opened my eyes.

"Oh, hi Frank. Could you put some sun-tan lotion on me?"

"Sure, baby. My pleasure. What do you want first, front or back?"

"Back is good." I rolled onto my stomach. I loved the feel of Frank's hands on my ass-cheeks the last time he oiled me up. Frank started on my shoulders and was quickly kneading the cheeks of my ass. It felt so delicious.

"How does that feel, sweetheart."

"Great Frank." He poured a line of lotion down each leg and massaged it into my calves and thighs. I spread my legs to give him a good view of my pussy hoping he might touch me there. He stopped and I held my breath. He was being such a gentleman but I really thought he wanted to touch my intimate spots. I got an idea.

"Frank, I've been having a cramp near the top of my left thigh. Could you be a great guy and massage it a bit."

He hesitated and said a bit nervously, "Okay, Jodie." His left hand rested in the small of my back while his right spread across my upper thigh, just below my ass-cheek. He massaged deep and the side of his index finger skimmed my pussy lip. Oh my word, that was so intense. I had to bite my lip not to scream out in pleasure. His hands were making me crazy as they teased ever so close but never truly stroking my crotch. My world was just his hand and my vibrating pussy.

He stopped. My heart dropped. "Okay, turn over."

"Frank, I think that cramp needs some more massaging."

"Okay, but I think I can get at it better from the front."

Holy shit, I thought. Yippee. I"ll get to watch his hands on my girlie parts. I turned over in a wink and put my hands behind my head to give my step-dad full access to my body. He knelt beside me with a huge raging erection. After week of being around him nude, I wasn't shy about my body. Being around him and other grown nude men was setting off lust buttons in my brain especially when their male equipment readied itself for action. This was confusing me. In the presence of an erection, I felt an urge to simply surrender.

Frank squirted some lotion on my breasts and swirled it around with his open palms.

"Jodie, you know I think your breasts are getting a bit bigger. Yes, they are very nice. You should be proud." He continued and looked deep into my eyes.

Out of breath, I panted, "Thank you Frank."

"Are you feeling more comfortable with the nudist lifestyle?" He squeezed my nipples and I shut my eyes as a shot of electricity went from my chest to my aching pussy.

"Yes. Yes, Frank." I squeaked out.

"Good. I knew you would. Your mother and I feel our bodies are sacred. Nudity and sex are totally natural and good. She and I were talking about how you are maturing sexually. I volunteered to have a serious talk with you about sex and your mother thought that was a good idea." He casually squirted lotion on my stomach and worked it in as he continued.

"Your mother tells me you are a virgin. That is so good to hear. Her and I think girls who have sex too early without proper instruction could damage their sex-lives for a long time. No, it's much better to learn from your elders in a loving environment."

As Frank's hands went down my stomach towards my light brown pubic hair covered mound, his words became a jumble as primitive parts of my brain took over. My legs, acting instinctively brought my heels to my butt and my knees spread wide exposing my complete crotch in a begging motion to be touched.

"Jodie, try to calm a bit and listen to me. What you are feeling now is lust. You might have heard the word before but until you really experience it, you never know how powerful it is. Today is a good day to learn about lust in a safe environment. I say safe because I would never have sex with you. I love your mother totally and completely. You have a ripe, beautiful body and it's natural that I'm attracted to you but my bond with your mother is stronger and sacred."

I felt my desires had been exposed and rejected. The strong sexual feeling ebbed. I started to close my knees.

"Not so fast young lady. Like I said, today you find out about lust. Now relax and spread your legs like before. That's right, just like that. Now, I'm just going to put some lotion on the inside of that thigh right over there and rub it in real good. How's that feel?'

"Good, real good." I could feel blood rush into my pussy and my senses heightened.

"Of course it feels good. That's what god intended. Now put your hand on my shoulder. A woman touching a man when she is being stroked near her private areas stimulates her lust buttons. The male and female energies are so much more intense when the mingle together.

He was right. His strong muscles rippling under my palm as he stroked my inner thigh cause a wave of sexual sensation to wash over me.

"I've seen you watching your mother and I having sex play in the recreation room while watching TV. Don't be embarrassed if that turned you on. Watching people have sex turns everyone on. Your mother and I have decided that it would be good to go further and have you watch us having loving, lustful sex. This will prepare you for a healthy sex life with sound training." I was listening to these surprising words when his knuckle grazed my down-covered pussy. I inhaled deeply and couldn't help releasing a small moan.

"When you are feeling lust, your skin is so sensitive especially around your sex. It's totally natural.

He nonchalantly put lotion on my other thigh and massaged while continuing his lesson. "One night a while ago, I saw you masturbating when you watched your mother pleasuring my penis. Never be ashamed of masturbating. It's a perfect release of your sexual energy when you aren't in a relationship or simply for pleasure. I quite often masturbate when your mother is away from the house. Fortunately I have a very strong libido."

Frank's fingers were getting closer and closer to my throbbing pussy. My nostrils were flaring with every deep breath.

"Jodie, why don't you put your hand on my buttock. I'd like that. Yes, thanks. That feels really good."

Feeling his firm ass raised my lust meter up a few notches as he continued to stroke the inside of my thigh, closer to my crotch. I could smell my love juices and feel them leaking down the crack of my ass. I looked down at my hand on his hairy butt. It had a mind of its own, splaying the fingers wide and then grabbing a handful. Then it went to the other cheek and took a full handful there. Then unbelievably my hand stroked its middle finger down the crack. His hand stopped massaging and I could see him close his eyes as he drank in the erotic sensation of my touch.

"Jodie, lust is good. It's a pure, powerful sensation. Let yourself go. Dive into it. It's totally natural for a mature woman to enjoy the feel of a mature man's ass. Do you like the feel of my ass?'

In a husky voice I said, "Yes, it feels good." My eyes are fixated on his rock hard cock with its deep red engorged head. It was so dangerous looking but oh so attractive. I wanted to grip it so badly. Wrap my fist around the staff.

Frank sniffed the air. "Mmmmm. I smell your feminine juices Jodie. I love that smell. That just means your lust is rising. He placed the palms of his hands surrounding my pussy with his thumbs across my pubic hair and the index fingers on each hand touching the outside of my pussy lips. He pressed his hands together slightly and that rubbed the slick, wet inner folds of my pussy lips together. The feeling was magical.

I gasped in total ecstasy. "Oh, sweet Jesus that feel soooo good."

"That's good Jodie. That's the lust I'm talking about. Go with it."

I spread my legs as far as I could and tilted my hips to get some more sweet friction in my pussy. Frank obliged and squeezed the lips together again, this time a bit stronger. My hips jerked up and down to get more sweet friction.

Frank's eyes were full of lust looking down at my crotch. My hand was still on his ass and he had risen higher up on his spread knees. I couldn't resist reaching under his ass and feeling his clean shaven ball-sack. It was so erotic to cup the wrinkled sack and roll the eggs inside. My throat was making animal noises and my pussy was screaming for more.

"See Jodie your body is responding to your rising lust. Passion is like playing with your sexual instincts. Lust is like being swept down a raging river towards a dangerous waterfall and surrendering to the shear exhilaration of being swept over the edge and plunging into an erotic black hole of ecstasy. In a safe environment like this, just go with the flow. Feel it. Experience the power of it. "

He took one hand and cupped my breast and with the other ran his middle finger up the slit of my pussy from my vagina to my clit. The sensation was like a lightning bolt.

"Aaaahhhh. Fuck Frank. That is so fucking great. Aaaaahhhh."

I felt his stiff cock against my side. Wide-eyed I looked at it, up at him, at it and back up into his eyes. Should I hold it? I wanted to. Was that right? What do I do?

He growled. "My lust is boiling over like yours is too. Now I can let go of your pussy and jerk myself off or you can stroke me off while I do you. Your choice."

In a nanosecond, I wrapped my small hand around the shaft. It was like velvet over granite. I stroked it as best I could as Frank pleasured my pussy even better than I could myself.

He loved to talk dirty and it made me crazier as waves of pleasure washed over my body. His talk was so naughty.

"That's right dirty girl, stroke my big cock. Your pussy is so wet and yummy. Some guy is going to love mounting you and drilling that sweet, hot virgin pussy. Ummm. That's right swivel your fucking hips like a bitch in heat. You horny lusty bitch. Keep stroking that cock girl. I'm going to cum all over your tits. Yes, just like that. Why don't I feel your little asshole? There it is. Sweet. Jodie assholes have lots of pleasure nerve endings too. That's right squirm.

Frank moved his hand from my breast and twirled his finger of that hand around my clit while he fingered my asshole with the other hand. I couldn't stand it anymore and came screaming and almost fainted. The last thing I remember was him finishing himself off and cumming a big white load across my chest.

I fell into a deep sleep. When I awoke, Frank was getting out of the pool. He came and sat with me.

"Well Jodie, I'm glad I could show you the power and intensity of lust in a safe environment. It is a great and natural gift from God. Cherish it. Now when your mother and I are making love, it's quite alright for you to come and watch. You might even pleasure yourself while we have sex but you and I will never touch when the three of us are together. It would unleash natural instincts of jealousy that would be a very negative force in our family.

"It's time for you to find a man to be with to fulfill your base desires. You are a mature woman. It's time."

I took his advice and found a man to make me a real woman.