Mother was an artist and needed nude models for her own paintings and for her art classes with her friends. Her mission was to get her twenty-year-old twin daughters and her eighteen year old son to do the posing.
{CFNM, CFNF, OON (only one naked), incest, and some gay}
As with most of my stories, this one is a fantasy story meaning I wish it could happen but realistically, probably never would.
The Robinsons were a quiet and normal family. Dad and mom, Claire and Mike, were in their late forties, and the three children, Ali and Alice (twins) were twenty and their little brother, Xander had just turned eighteen. The twin girls were entering their junior year at the state university and Xander was entering the same university as a freshman in the fall. Dad was making good money as an investor banker, and mom was, well, just bored.
She had been a stay-at-home mother (she did sometimes substitute for the art classes at the public schools since she was an artist) and had been very involved with the bringing up the children. But with her son the last one to go to college, her job as mommy was pretty much over. And a good job she had done. All three kids were loving children and got along with each other. There were always lots of hugs and kisses through the years and practically no disputes to disrupt the loving aura of the familial atmosphere. The three kids were always popular because of the patience, kindness and love exhibited to everyone from extended family to friends and to teachers. And to top it all off, each child was beautiful.
The twins were not really identical. Alice had black hair, brown eyes, perfect female body, and was exceptionally cute. Ali's hair was more toward a light brown, glistening brown eyes, and her body was gracefully formed, if a bit more fuller than her sister's. Alice was more beautiful than cute, sort of like a stately movie star (think Garbo or Taylor while her sister was more Monroe and Sally Fields). The boy was cute and handsome with off-white hair, penetrating blue eyes, cute snub nose, and full lips. He had the perfect male form, neither too skinny or too stout.
Despite the outstanding beauty of the three children, Claire and Mike were always surprised about how shy the three were. Conservative isn't quite a strong enough adjective to describe their personalities. They always were completely dressed around the house. No one wore bikinis while swimming in their pool. Xander never tried to catch his sisters nude. None of the three were party goers and no one had a drinking or drug problem. They were perfect but - well, how should we put this? - somewhat dull.
The dullness might have been a reflection on their parents as they also were dull. Happy? Yes. Exciting and vivacious? No. The parents were reasonably sure that their daughters were virgins, but not completely sure. The girls were living on campus but the school was in the same city in Florida as their house and so they were home quite a lot and on almost all weekends. Claire and Mike were more sure of Xander's virginity; he had just finished high school, and they had seen no indications of sexual adventure from him. He was interested in girls and had dated quite a lot, but never had the opportunity to get more intimate. Now, the parents were wrong about the girls being virgins, but there were no steady boyfriends, only good friends who were boys. But they were right about their boy.
Anyway, mom decided to fulfill her artistic side by resuming her artwork - mainly landscape paintings and portraits of people (where she could do commissioned work, not that the family needed the money). When her four best friends heard about her 'new career', they asked her to teach them how to paint so that they would have something to do together. That sounded exciting to Claire, so she had the empty finished room above the garage (accessible from the house as well as from where the cars were kept) made into an art studio. The actual class consisted of only her four friends. She knew all these women for years as they were teaching colleagues from the schools the children attended or neighbors of long standing. They all were in the forties and all had children in their late teens or early twenties, just like Claire had. And they were all bored and dull.
Mrs Melanie Kellogg was the principal of the high school; before that, she had taught the twins and Xander in English classes. Mrs. Elaine Hotchkins was an English teacher who had taught the kids in high school and middle school.
Mrs. Petr Anderson was a next door neighbor on one side, and Mrs. Marian Applecote was the neighbor on the other side. They, like the teachers, were close to Claire and the three children and often babysat them in earlier years.
Which is why, when Claire and the ladies felt they needed live models for their training of the human form, they all thought of either Ali or Alice. Because of their positions in society, it did not feel wise to simply advertise and get some girl to pose nude.
"What do you think?" asked Melanie, "You know, Claire, we all just love your daughters and let's face it, seeing them naked, or at least one of them, would be very special."
"I ought to be ashamed to say this," Claire replied," but I would like that too."
"You mean you haven't seen Ali or Alice naked before - at least recently?" asked Elaine.
"Well, no," Claire said, "I haven't. We seem to be a very shy family. At one point I thought we might get - you know, adventurous- but once Xander began to mature, the girls were very careful how they dressed around the house - as did he."
"Has any of us seen our children naked recently?" asked Petr. All four of the women shook their heads 'no'. Claire noticed they all seemed sad. Were all their lives this dull? She decided to take the chance.
