Chapter 1
I don’t really know when my dislike for clothing began but it was probably during the summer when I was 11. I lived next door to a family with two girls, DeeDee and Amy. One day they were over at our house and we’d been watching cartoons. It was a hot day and no one had AC at that time. Dee, who was almost two years older than me, started complaining about how hot it was and how boring the cartoons were. Next thing I knew the three of us were outside building a makeshift tent/fort using lawn furniture and old sheets. Soon we had the complex complete and we went inside.
As soon as we were inside and the sheets back in place Amy and Dee pulled their tops up and over their heads. Like I said, Dee was almost two years older, about a month from being 13, than me and just beginning to develop breasts, actually they were more like a swollen areola, but to my young eyes they were gorgeous. The two girls turned and looked at me, Amy spoke up, “well take off your clothes, you’ll be cooler.” So without a thought I stripped off down to my shorts. By the time I was to that point they were already totally nude and sitting crossed leg on the blanket playing.
Still wearing my shorts I sat down to join them. Dee looked at me and rolled her eyes. “No silly,” she said, “Take off your underwear too.”
I hesitated and gulped hard. Dee laughed and whispered something to Amy, then turned to me, “Take’em off or you have to leave, only nekkid people play here.”
I looked at Amy and back at Dee, actually at her little buds, and hooked my thumbs in the waist of my shorts. I took a deep breath and they were off.
We spent the rest of that summer playing together, mostly in the nude, unless our parents were nearby. We got few chances during the school year to play our games, but we picked back up the following summer, until we were caught one hot June afternoon. The girls explained they had started it all, but I was the boy so I was at fault. We were all punished and after that our time together was closely monitored.
Dee and Amy’s family moved across town just before school started that fall, and about a year later my dad was reassigned, so any further chance of fun and games with my two friends was over.
I knew one thing for sure after that summer, I didn’t like wearing clothes and I didn’t care if anyone knew. For the rest of my years at home I would wear as little as possible when others were around and if no one else was around I wore nothing. The neighbor ladies caught me on several occasions during my teen years. My first real sexual experience came with one of them, but that’s another story. I would often mow the backyard in the buff and I would sun on the deck with only the oil to cover me, but none of them complained, And my younger sister’s friends got plenty of free looks when they were over. What none of them knew was that when it was just the two of us she was naked too. When I finished college and moved out I continued to be nude as much as possible, or at least as undressed as possible.
Chapter 2
This closet nudist lifestyle continued for years. After several years I met and married a woman who already had children from a previous marriage. When we met they were in elementary school, and as much I enjoyed my new wife and family I knew I would miss my freedom to be naked.
I have always done a lot of my work from home; it is one of the advantages of my field, so I did a lot of that work nude. In our first couple of years together I noticed the same carefree attitude about nudity present in my wife’s daughter that Dee and Amy had displayed years earlier. Terri, who was six when I first met her mom, would leave the bathroom door open all the time, when she finished her bath she would come to the living-room naked or in just a pair of panties. She slept in a T-shirt and panties or just panties. In the mornings she immediately stripped off the shirt and would come to the kitchen for orange juice wearing only panties. Her brother, on the other hand, would not leave his room without at least a pair of shorts and a T-shirt over his underwear.
While not a closet nudist like me, Nancy, my wife, wasn’t a prude either. She would change clothes in front of the kids and would call them into the bathroom while she bathed or showered to talk to them. We both slept in the nude and the kids, especially Terri, had both joined us in bed under the covers many times, so our bodies were something they had seen before.
By the time she was almost ten Terri was beginning to display a few wisps of dark curly hair on her little mound. But her clothing habits were not changing. That same year Dennis, her 14-year-old brother, decided he wanted to go live with dad for a while
A year later Nancy, Terri and I moved to another state for my job. We found a nice secluded house in the middle of 12 acres with an in-ground pool. We finally had a place where I could enjoy my nudity again, especially while Terri was at school and Nancy at work. We had just gotten most of the house arranged and were settling in pretty well at work, home and school; I was still doing most of my work from my home office. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was in my office when I heard Nancy come in from outside.
When I heard the outside door close again I looked up and saw she was carrying a towel and wearing a bathing robe. She walked past the window and out to the pool. As I watched I was amazed to see her shed her robe and dive naked into the pool. As I stood and watched her from the office window I began to play with my cock a little as I was getting turned on. Soon I had my cock out of my shorts and stroking my hard-on as I spied on my own wife skinny-dipping.
By now my cock was rock hard when I heard a shuffle behind me, I looked out of the corner of my eye. It was Terri and she’d caught me with a full hard-on spying on Nancy. I didn’t know what to do, so I pretended I didn’t hear her, as I continued to jerk-off and hope she’d slip out quietly. She did but only for a few seconds, when she returned she was totally naked except for a pair of thong panties. Nancy had left the pool by now and was lying on a lounge enjoying the sun, and I was enjoying the view of her long body stretched out in the sun. I continued to pretend I didn’t know Terri was there but in the back of my head and in the little head in my hand there was no doubt she was there.
I shifted my position slightly as Terri continued to stand in the door watching me stroke my cock. I could now see both her mother by the pool and Terri’s reflection in a mirror on the wall. My cock began to throb and get harder in my hand as I watched Terri’s reflection, Then she was gone, heading toward the pool area. At first I feared she’d say something to her mother but then I saw her step from her panties and dive into the pool.
Nothing was to occur again for sometime between Terri and I, not until she was 18. It happened that she caught me again in my office one day, supposedly working but in actuality reading one of the incest stories on the net, as her mother sunned out by the pool. I had been rubbing against my cock through my short and had a pretty good erection so I slipped the waist band down and began to stroke myself as I continued to read and think about the possibilities.
My concentration was suddenly broken, “Daddy!” Terri was standing directly beside me. Shit, I’d been caught again.
“Should I ask what you’re doing? Or maybe why,” she said as she began to look at the story on the screen.
I attempted to slip my cock back into my shorts as she read on, but she reached down and stopped me without taking her eyes off the screen. She finished reading the part on the screen and grinned, “sounds like fun,” she said. “I’ want to read some more, OK?” and she pushed the Page Down button on the keyboard.
Terri continued to stand beside me and read, the story was getting her warmed up to, as her nipples swelled beneath her tight-cropped top. Terri’s hand on mine began to coax me to move up and down the shaft again. In a few seconds I was fully hard again. Terri released my hand and stepped back to the window where she could see her mother. As she stepped back toward my chair she pulled her top over her head and stopped to strip down her shorts quickly. Now she stood next to my chair wearing only a pair of pale green, silk thong panties.
As she and I read on I continued to stroke my swollen dick slowly as Terri’s eyes shifted from the screen to my cock. My eyes were just as busy going from the screen to Terri’s breast and panty-covered cunt. After a few minutes she began to rub her mound through her panties, as one hand went to her orange-sized breast to cup and squeeze the tender flesh, pulling on her brownish nipple.
Nancy was still lying in the sun on her back with her legs slightly spread. Her 38C breasts and large nipples rising and falling rhythmically as she was apparently dozing in the warmth of the day. I continued to pull on my cock as I shifted my gaze back and forth from my beautiful wife to my equally beautiful stepdaughter. Soon I noticed Terri’s hand was now inside her panties and she was rubbing her finger back and forth over what I assumed was her clit and her eyes were closed as she approached her orgasm.
