Day 4 Continued
We sat together at a picnic table and Sara listened in rapt attention as I described the epic fuck session I had with Jessie and her friends. I could almost hear Sara's pussy lubing itself up as I described how deeply and thoroughly the sexy t-girls fucked me, filling my mouth and ass with load after delicious load. She then told me about how the Yoga class was led by Devi, included eight people, all women, and how the Yoga lesson just trailed off and turned into a lesbian orgy.
As we talked I noticed that Sara was taking these little glances over my shoulder. Thinking that someone had caught her eye I grinned and turned around to see what she was looking at. There was another picnic table about thirty feet away with two couples sitting at it; one facing us and the other facing away. The ones facing us made eye contact for a second before looking away. They looked to be a young couple, younger than us, maybe twenty one or twenty two years old, give or take. I turned back to Sara.
"Shall we go over and say hello?"
"You took the words out of my mouth."
We stood from the table and strolled over to the young couple and the other one that was with them.
"Hello," I began. "I'm Gary and this is Sara."
"Hi." She said in her most chipper tone.
"Would you mind if we joined you?"
"Please do." said the woman whose back was to me before.
I sat down on the same side as the couple who had their backs to me before and Sara sat across from me. As I sat I got a better look at our four soon to be friends. The younger couple facing me both looked as though they spent a lot of time outdoors. They were fit and tanned and from what I could see over the tabletop there were no tan lines.
He looked to have a swimmer's build; lean and sleek, the kind of guy who would be in an Abercrombie & Fitch ad. He had sandy blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He must have been a popular one at school, I thought. The young woman appeared to be older by a year or two. She had thick brown hair down past her shoulders with blonde streaks and green-gold eyes. She also had perky B-cup tits with pointed pink nipples that practically begged to be sucked.
I looked at the other couple sitting next to me and was almost immediately struck by an odd feeling. It was almost like I was looking at older versions of the younger couple across from me. The older couple was just a touch heavier and a tiny bit gray around the edges, but the hair, the eyes, the features; they were dead ringers for the younger couple. I got a very strange suspicion at that moment.
A moment later the older man opened his mouth and confirmed it.
"I'm Jeff Archer. This is my wife Linda. These are our kids, Beth and Todd."
I had to make an effort not to let my jaw hit the tabletop.
A whole family at a place like this? Together?
Linda seemed to sense my confusion and smiled.
"I'm sure you have a lot of questions."
I struggled to maintain my composure. This was a resort for doing away with inhibitions, after all and I didn't want to make an ass of myself.
"Well, uh..." I tried to find my voice, but Sara stepped in and saved me.
"So what brings you to Paradiso?" she chimed in a friendly tone, trying to keep things light and friendly.
"Linda and I have been coming here for years." Jeff explained. "This is the first year that we brought Beth and Todd along."
"And with everything that goes on here... it doesn't get... awkward?" I asked as delicately as possible. The four of them looked at one another and seemed to hesitate for a moment before Beth spoke up.
"We're naturists. We have been since as long as I can remember. We live in a little place out of the way with a forest all around us and a big pond and nobody around for a couple miles, so when we're on our property we don't wear clothes. This is the first time Todd and I have been to Paradiso, but we've been to nudist resorts before."
"This isn't just a nudist resort." Sara said with a wicked grin and a conspiratorial tone.
Again they all looked at one another and seemed to hesitate for a moment before Linda spoke up again.
"We're all... liberal minded... about sex."
For a long moment we all just uneasily looked around at one another. Was she saying what I think she was saying? Finally Beth put her hand on mine and spoke in a calming tone.
"It's alright. I know what you're thinking and you don't have to get freaked out about it. Yes, we have a sexual relationship with each other."
I felt like a lightning bolt had ripped through me and I just sat very still because I had no idea what to do or say. Sucking dick was one thing. Being gangbanged by transsexuals was one thing. Letting a man fuck my ass was one thing. But incest, real incest, was another. That was a huge, universal taboo.
"How did all that come about?" Sara asked, genuinely curious.
"Well," Linda started, "as Beth said we were always naturists and we were just very open with our bodies. Even when the kids were little, we taught them that there was nothing wrong or shameful in their bodies. In the winter sometimes two or more of us would shower together to save on the heating bill or sleep together for warmth. There was nothing at all sexual in it."
"For me," Beth interjected "it started when I came home from college in the spring of freshman year. In high school I had a lot of trouble making friends and never had a boyfriend." I found that hard to believe, attractive as she was, but I supposed that we all have our awkward phases.
"So," she continued "when I went off to college I tried dating and wound up with these drunk frat-boy assholes who tried to get in my pants within an hour of meeting me."
"But then I came home for a visit that April and when I got there I took off my clothes and went looking for my parents. They weren't in the house and it was unusually warm that day so I walked into the woods and when I rounded a hill I found them. Mom was leaning up against a tree and Dad was making love to her from behind."
"I just stood there for a minute, not sure what to do. I knew all about sex, and not just from sex-ed in school. Mom was always very good about making sure I knew everything I needed to know and she never shied away when I had a question. But even though I'd seen them naked every day since I was little I had never seen them having sex before."
"Then suddenly Mom turned her head and saw me, then Dad turned his head and saw me too. I thought that they might be mad or embarrassed, but Mom just smiled and said that they weren't expecting me that early. She asked me to go back in the house and they'd be there soon. As I was walking back to the house I could hear that they were still having sex."
"About twenty minutes later they came back to the house and sat down in the living room with me and asked me if I was upset with what I had seen. I said that I wasn't and that I knew that's what people did and that seemed to be the end of it. But that night after dinner Dad came to me in my room and asked me if everything was ok."
"All of a sudden it all just came flooding out of me; the creeps at school who just tried to use me, how lonely I felt. It was like a dam broke and I just started crying. He held me for a while and when I looked at him I thought about how he looked earlier that day having sex with mom. I don't know why I did it but I kissed him, like, really kissed him for the first time."
The other Archers sat patiently while Beth told her story. It was obviously an intensely personal moment and I felt kind of like an intruder listening to it, but it would have felt even more rude to interrupt, so I sat silently.
"He pulled away and asked me what I was doing, so I told him that I loved him and wanted to learn about sex with someone I loved instead of some horny moron who doesn't care about me except to add another notch on his headboard. He left the room and came back a minute later with Mom. We all talked for a while about what was happening and decided that I was mature enough to know what I wanted."
"Mom stayed in the room with us while I gave my virginity to my dad." Beth said with a warm, loving smile that was returned by Jeff.
"The whole time she coached me on what to do; where to touch him, how to touch him, how to kiss him, when to slow down, when to take control. It was a beautiful experience."
Jeff reached across the table and took his daughter's hand, holding it tenderly. After a moment Todd spoke up.
"It was pretty similar for me too. I was eighteen, a month from graduating high school, and I was having a bit of a rough time. Beth was off at college and I didn't really have a lot of friends either. I wasn't unpopular or shy, really, but it was hard to find much in common with people who didn't live the way we lived."
"I never brought anyone home because I knew they wouldn't understand about the nudity or would think we were a bunch of freaks, so I was really lonely and sexually frustrated. Then one day Mom walked in on me masturbating. I got really embarrassed but she just waved it off. She said that everybody does it and that she does it too."
"I just sat there for a minute with my erection in my hand, staring at her body, like I was seeing it for the first time. Then I started stroking myself again. She stood there and watched for a little while and then, well, she came over and... helped me."