CHAPTER 1 -- Nudists Again
Right after my sister Hermione's eighteenth birthday, our parents called us into a family meeting. They told us that, soon after they met, they had started going to nudist resorts and beaches and loved the freedom that they felt nudism gave them. When they first moved in together, they agreed that they would not wear clothes at home unless they had company coming. They lived that lifestyle through their engagement and marriage and the birth of their children. They lived like that until I turned 4 and Hermione was 2. They agreed that continuing that nudist lifestyle in a textile world would be unfair to Hermione and I knowing how cruel kids can be to kids that are different. Now that Hermione was 18 and I was 20, they wanted to return to the freedom and comfort of casual nudity at home.
It wasn't a complete shock to me. Our parents had always been casual about us catching glimpses of them in various stages of undress. We had both seen our parents naked multiple times. It was always presented as a mistake of some sort. Like the times they hadn't closed their bedroom door and then went for a shower. They would come out of their bathroom naked and be standing in their room where Hermione or I could see them. And they had seen me naked more than once. Hermione and I shared a bathroom between our bedrooms. I might, accidentally, leave the bathroom door open as I got into or out of the shower or try to sneak from the bathroom to my bedroom still naked. We also knew that our parents had a very active sex life. Mom could be quite vocal with no attempt to muffle the moaning and screaming and colorful language coming from their bedroom. And they could occasionally neglect to completely close their bedroom door before getting sexual. So, Hermione or I (or in one very weird instance, both of us) had watched them making love, hoping that they wouldn't catch us peeking. Now I am pretty sure they knew we were watching and loved the thrill of being watched, especially by their kids. For me, watching them inevitably led to me beating off and splattering cum all over myself. I don't know if Hermione used her peeping time to inspire her masturbation. If she did, she was very quiet about it. I started emulating my parents by not always closing my door when I was beating off. I know that mom watched me a couple of times. Weirdly so did Dad. I was both weirded out and aroused when I caught them peeking. I think Hermione even peeked, but I was never sure. Unlike me, Hermione never forgot to fully close her door, so I never got a chance to perv on her.
Our parents are Harry Potter fans so they named me Ron, after Ron Weasley, the ultimate sidekick and wingman. The one who got Hermione. Thank God they didn't name me Dumbledore or Malfoy. I am pretty sure our parent's decision to name their daughter Hermione was not intended to send a subliminal message. But I can't be sure. I guess I should be grateful that our last name wasn't Potter or Weasley or Granger. Just Philips. That's me, Ron Philips. Only son of Lois and Clark Philips. I doubt that their parents were Superman fans.
For a few weeks after they asked us to join them as nudists, Hermione was completely freaked out at the idea. But, after a few discussions with Mom, she finally accepted the idea. We planned the great unveiling for next Friday night. That would allow us the entire weekend to get used to the reality of casual nudity.
I could claim that we were a collection of Greek Gods, Adonis and Diana. I wish. Dad is 5 10 foot or so, black hair with grey streaks, brown eyes, and an average cock. He and I both loved running so we had that runner's lean body. Mom was tallish at about 5'8", blonde hair and blue eyes. Carrying a few extra pounds that she has been trying to get rid of. Nice C cup breasts with some sag but not droopy. Striking blue eyes and light brown hair that may or may not have come out of a bottle. Hermione was shorter than mom, probably 5'6"and a bit thinner along with beautiful 36C breasts. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Mom had clearly trimmed her pubes enough to prevent any hairs from sneaking out of her bathing suit, but she was not completely shaved. Hermione was shaved smooth. I am 5'10", 175 pounds, longish brown hair and brown eyes and a cock that could only be described as average. I had kept my pubs shaved since one of my lovers explained how much more appealing that was to most women.
The All-American Family, just with no clothes on.
A few weeks after the big reveal, life had settled into a new normal. Hermione was a senior in high school who was going to graduate Cum Laude and hopefully get some scholarships. In the fall, she would likely be headed to Purdue to study Civil and Mechanical Engineering. I was in my junior year at the local campus of our State University studying psychology and sociology. My plan was to be a psychologist focused on public health. I had gotten a partial academic scholarship and was living at home while working part time so I could graduate debt free. To make the rest of the money I needed, I was waiting tables at a local steak restaurant. I enjoyed the work. Meeting people and watching all that was happening in the restaurant seemed to help me understand what I was learning in school.
Mom and Dad had met when she was a freshman, and he was a junior. They got engaged just after he graduated with his bachelor's in business and started work at a local bank. They got married two years later, after Mom received her degree in Applied Mathematics. She got a good job doing some research at a think tank not far from the University. Dad was already seen as an up and comer at the bank who was getting frequent promotions so, when Mom got pregnant, three years after they married, they decided they could afford for her to be a stay-at-home mom. Mom left her job and stayed home to raise me and then Hermione.
We didn't know about it growing up, but our parents had played around with others a lot while they were in college and were in something of an open marriage where they had other friends that they played with. Especially the Simpkins. Dad and Mr. Simpkins were close friends in college where Mom would join them in threesomes. After Mr. Simpkins met Nora, his future wife, and she joined in their games and they became very dear friends and sex partners. Over the years they had had other lovers, but their relationship with the Simpkins was their strongest coupling. Having me and then Hermione, as well as the Simpkins having Chad and Wendy, slowed down their games, but didn't stop them. I think they were really excited at the idea of being able to get back into some of the games they played after college. Going nude at home was a step towards that goal.
It's kind of amazing how something so different can be so natural so quickly. The great unveiling did not have much of an impact on our social life. Hermione and I rarely had friends over simply because we lived out on the edge of town. We would mostly go to our friend's houses anyway. Mom and Dad started leaving their door fully open and we would often see and hear them fucking.
After a couple of months of our new normal, things changed. My sister and I were both going to be out on dates and my parents were having the Simpkins over for dinner. We didn't yet know how close our parents were to the Simpkins. We did know they were probably our parents' closest friends. They had vacationed together a couple of times and it wasn't uncommon for them to be coming over or for our parents to go over to their house. On this night, my date and I didn't click so I dropped her at her home and headed home early. There didn't seem to be anyone home, so I stripped down and was headed to our back yard pool. As I was about to open the slider onto the back deck, I saw my parents and their friends naked around the pool, and my mom fucking Mr. Simpkins.
Again, not exactly surprising. Given the whole nudist lifestyle change and as much time as Mom and Dad spent with the Simpkins, I guess it made a kind of sense in a new normal kind of way. I didn't freak out and didn't want to disturb them, so I just headed off to my room and to bed. Between fantasies of being able to fuck Mrs. Simpkins, who had huge tits, with the image of my mom riding Mr. Simpkins cock I ended with a huge load of cum on my chest. I would normally clean up before going to sleep but decided to leave it alone. With my door open I was wondering if anyone would notice.
I woke up the next morning with a raging hard on, so I beat off again with more images of sliding my cock between Mrs. Simpkins magnificent tits. Something else to clean up in my normal trip to the bathroom.
