Why Did It Have To Be Nudism

Why did it have to be nudism?

My little brother announced during dinner on his 18th birthday that he was becoming a nudist. Stunned silence. "Thoughts? Anyone?"

After what seemed like an eternity, our mom managed to swallow her bite of food and spoke. "A-a-a-a nudist? As in walking around in nothing but what the Lord gave you?"

"Yep! That's exactly it."

Now it was Dad's turn to find his voice. "Not under my roof, you're not. I'll not have you parading your penis around in front of these ladies, causing who knows what unholy thoughts to swim through their heads."

Too late. I had actually seen my brother's penis once as he got out of the shower at the same time I had entered the bathroom. He hadn't gotten the door latched all the way and it had swung partially open during his shower. I had come back from work early due to a power outage in the building. Thinking the bathroom was vacant, I had walked in and saw more than any sister is supposed to see of her brother. After a lot of apologizing and scrambling for towel and door handle respectively, and a bit more than my fair share of staring, we managed to find ourselves separated by a closed door once again. That had been my first ever live penis viewing, and honestly, i wanted to see more.

"Now, honey. There's no need to be so hastey. Let's discuss this. Darling, what your father is trying to say, I believe, is that it's not right for you to expose yourself to everyone without their permission, especially when they are your family. What you do in your own room is your business, though. If you want to strip down and enjoy some fresh air down their in your own room, I think we might be able to accommodate that. What do you think, Dear?" Our mother, always the peacemaker, now put the proverbial ball in dad's court, but with her promise on the table, he could stand his ground and she would support him, but their marriage bed would feel awfully cold that night, or support her and possibly get the opportunity to stress test the bedframe later.

"All right, but if I see your dangly bits outside of your room, I'll have them mounted to my wall." An empty threat on the surface, but we all knew what he meant.

With an solemn face, my brother thought about the terms for a few seconds before his face broke into a mischievou grin. "Deal." He was gone from the table and sprinting for his room before anybody could say another word.

With a grumble, dad lifted himself from his chair and, with a peck on mom's forehead, said "I'm off to work. Let me know if I need to come home at any point." With a glance down the hall, he headed for the front door and off to work.

I gave him a couple minutes to make sure he was in the car and cleared the driveway before whirling on mom. "Nudists? Please?"

With a loving smile and a flourish, she pulled her blouse up and over her head. As she reached around behind her to unclip her bra, she said in a conspiratorial tone "Let's go uncage your brother. This should go without saying, but this stays just between us."

Less than a minute later, we were standing completely nude in front of my brother's bedroom door. Mom led the way in without knocking, and stopped so suddenly that my breasts pressed firmly into her back before I could stop. I looked over her shoulder to see what caused the traffic jam. My brother was laying on his back on his bed with his phone in one hand, directly above him strraming porn, his other hand firmly gripping and stroking his cock. Still the biggest, most beautiful, and only cock I had ever seen. We both stood there motionless, my tits still pressed against my mom's back, nipples trying to bore holes through her and pussy juices flowing down my leg while we watched him stroke faster and faster. His breathing got shallower, his face redder. All of a sudden he tensed and erupted cum high into the air. As it arched up and came back down on his stomach and chest with an audible splat, mom finally found her legs and began moving forward with me moving to her left at the same pace, our eyes still transfixed on the sex rod that had just produced the copious mess in front of us. With a great sigh and one last jerk of his hips, he lowered the phone while softly stroking the last bit of cum from his softening phallus.

As he started to sit up to find something to clean with, he let out a shrill scream as he noticed us almost at the foot of his bed. We both jumped at his reaction which caused his focus to immediately shift from our faces to our naked breasts that just attempted to touch our chins before dropping back down with alluring bounces. "What are you two doing in my room? Naked?" He shouted.

With her hand over her heart to steady her breathing, mom replied, "With your father gone to work, we thought we would join you as Nudists, but it looks like you started the inauguration party without us."

He looked down at the mess displayed on his torso. "Oh, shit. Let me clean up." As he got up to run to the bathroom, mom, with a speed I had never expected of her, intercepted him and stopped him with a hand placed squarely in the puddle now sliding down his chest.

"Wait on that, honey. Let's talk first." She gently pushed him back towards his bed until his knees caught on the edge and he fell backwards onto his back, his knee coming up between mom's legs and pressing into her mons. The look on her face said it all. She was so horny that she orgasmed on her son's knee on first contact.

As she recovered from her orgasm, she continued to rub herself on his knee. "With your father gone to work, I have decided that you don't have to remain in your room, and we have both decided to join you. Are you OK with that?" As he was processing, she brought her cum covered hand up to her face and took an exploratory lick before sticking each finger in her mouth one at a time and then licking her palm clean. After she swallowed it all, she looked down at her stunned son. "Well?" He simply nodded his head as a smile crept across his lips. "Great! We can't have you walking around with cum dripping all over the carpet, though. Does anyone want to help me clean this up?" She asked with a glance my direction.

I was at our mother's side immediately and started cleaning his magnificent shaft. Mom crawled up on the bed and started lapping the cum off his nipples. This put her nipple right over his mouth and he wasted no time filling his mouth with mammary gland.

As I worked my way down my brother's cock, mom continued to clean his chest and abs. As she reached the base of his shaft, his tongue found her clit at the same time my lips finally worked their way down to his public bone. He was as deep in my throat as he would fit and I discovered that I don't have a gag reflect when I'm horny enough. His right testicle now rolling around in mom's mouth as her pleasure bean was being treated like a speed bag by his tongue.

4 things happened at once. Mom felt his testicle contract in her mouth, pushing her over the edge into her second orgasm, he expanded in my mouth and erupted down my throat directly into my stomach, and I learned both what an ejaculating cock feels like in my throat and what a cock ramming through my hymen feels like.

Dad, having forgotten his coffee thermos, had returned to the sound of his son screaming, and saw women's clothing forming a trail to his son's room. The scene before him was too much. He stripped down as well while he watched his wife meticulously clean cum from their son's body, and his daughter work a cock comparable to his own down her throat. He let his little brain take control.

After 3 orgasms and what seemed like an hour of getting pounded from behind while mom and my brother continued to caress each other while watching the show happening behind me, my dad finally shoved his cock as deep as he could go and began pumping baby batter into my unprotected maternity bag, triggering my 4th orgasm.

As we all found a place to sit and catch our breaths, dad spoke up. "So, nudism, huh? I can get used to this."

Needless to say, dad took the day off and we never wore another stitch of clothing in that house again.

9 months later my daughter was born. We don't know which one of my studs is the father, and we don't care. We just know that we are going to raise her with all the love we can, an appreciation for nudism, and a very eventful 18th birthday.