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  • As family’s do, we all had keys to each other’s houses but rarely needed them as we only went around when arranged. It was a couple of years ago now that I really started to get the urge to get back into nudism, I had always liked wandering around the house naked but not so much in public. That feeling had certainly changed and after years of pestering I managed to get my ex-gf onto a clothing optional beach last year. She only agreed to this as she could leave some clothes on. I really enjoyed the experience and definitely wanted more. This was one of the main reasons for us breaking up as Jenny really didn’t like it and couldn’t face going again, and to the point where she even started getting upset with me walking around the house naked constantly. Although I was sad to be breaking up I was still happy and excited about the future possibilities that being naked had in store for me, not least having the freedom to roam around my own flat with it all hanging out again. I’m no catalogue model but I’m not in bad shape and proud of my appearance. I have always swum a lot in competitions and so have a typical swimmer’s body of powerful shoulders, arms, legs and firm round bum. Also due to swimming I’m almost always completely shaved. I do tend to leave a small trimmed area downstairs as I don’t like the completely bald look. Talking about downstairs, I was very proud of what was down there too, it hung nicely when soft but when hard reached 8” and was very thick. All of my partners had said it was the thickest one they’d ever seen, and it had girth as that I could just get my hands round it but generally women couldn’t.Anyway, after Jenny left, I was really enjoying the freedom of the house again, I would often spend most of the day naked if I could. Being a flat in a larger block it was always warm and so didn’t cost a lot for the extra heating. The feeling of being without clothes was so amazing to me that I would often get aroused quickly and I would be at full mast for a large amount of time. I’d obviously have a play every now and again to keep it this way but the rush of being hard and naked was so good. It was another one of those days that changed our family dynamic for good. It was a Friday evening and I had just returned from a work trip to Asia. It had been a very long and busy trip this time and I hadn’t had a lot of chance to be naked for long, even in my hotel room, and so I was really looking forward to tonight. After a long flight I had just finished in the shower and dried myself off and wandered towards the small kitchen at the front of the apartment. Without hesitation my cock was rising as normal and within seconds was up and hard. When I was stood up, as I was still young, it still stuck upwards as opposed to straight out and tonight looked pretty impressive I thought as I walked past the hall mirror. Occasionally Ben would clean up some of the mess in the hallways, but only enough to safely make his way through the first floor. I watch him adjust his hard dick in his pants!” Nothing wrong with it. How was Embla able ro lure so beautiful girls into their love life. “What’s in it for me?” All of us got dressed and went to our respective hunting spots for most of the day. Shari had no intention of stopping! We watched “60 Minutes” while we ate and she heartily approved of my choice for dinner. All of the staff has full run of the house, but they are very discrete about what goes on there, so don’t be alarmed if they enter your room while you are into something you normally do privately. The guard had retaken her post before he regained his senses.
  • That struck John as being pretty strange behavior on Jan's part. John was also intrigued by the fact that Lisa hadn't said one word to him so far about the situation she had just caught him in. It amazed him that she could be so nonchalant about his very-obvious masturbation and sperm-release. Lisa urinated for quite a while, because her bladder had been just about as full as it could get. But after she had finished relieving herself, she reached over and grabbed a wad of toilet paper off the roll. And John saw that Lisa didn't have one single pubic hair anywhere on her lower abdomen. Then, instead of wiping herself, Lisa extended her arm towards John, to hand him the toilet paper. "Daddy, would you please do me the honor of cleaning me up, just like you used to, whenever I peed my pants, back when I was a little girl?" "Sure, Honey," John said without even thinking, as he took the wad of toilet paper from her. Lisa leaned back on the toilet seat and spread her thighs far apart. And John was just about to start wiping the outermost part of her totally hairless pussy mound, when he realized what he was actually doing, and froze up like a lifeless mannequin. "What's the matter, Daddy?" Lisa whispered, "It's not anything that you haven't seen before." "Yeah, but that was different. You were a little girl, back then." "I still am your little girl, Daddy. I will always be your little girl. You know that." "Yeah, you even look like a little girl, down there," John commented, gesturing towards her crotch. "I dance for a living, Daddy. Remember? "You mean you strip for a living. Are you still at that Bare Bottoms topless bar?" "Yeah. But the point is that I spend a lot of time in a G-string. And so it's just easier for me to keep myself shaved down there. Does it bother you?" "Not really. But it's just a little unusual-looking. That's all." "You didn't think so, back when I was a little girl. So why don't you go ahead and clean me up, just like you used to do? Believe it or not, it would mean a lot to me right now. I never told you this, but I used to love it, when you did that." John just stood there for a long moment, frozen and speechless. He knew that he was on the verge of crossing a line that wasn't ever supposed to be crossed. But John couldn't help himself, as his eyes naturally gravitated towards his own daughter's bare, opened-up pussy, right in front of him. He just stared at Lisa's vaginal opening, and thought about the fact that it had been a long time since he had seen a real, live vagina. And he felt his spent penis starting to come back to life. Now the guy in front of her was slowly and sensually running his hands up her legs, until he was rubbing her between them. “So did I,” she said. “Ready to make out with a girl and not be so freaking klutzy.” I went home and jacked off into an old towel in my room. There were some magazines on the lamp table and he showed me some of them. Evan Sherman whistled Yankee Doodle as he entered the hallway, trying his hardest to not go insane. His skin was naturally tanned already, but if he wasn't careful he would easily bake far beyond his normal golden brown. “Me either,” said Ginny. Many lines were streamed down from her eyes, and in the time it took me to register the fact that she was looking at me, another made its way down her face. Her breathing is pained and heavy; short breaths exhaled, and soft, exerted tones inhaled. “There was a fight.” I mumbled back, still not fully back in the world of the living. To the team it was just another post competition celebration, but in truth Carly’s only reason for throwing this party was to gather all of the girls together in one place, maybe add a little alcohol, and then toss Mr. Secret Vote in the middle, like raw meat to a pack of wolves. I glanced at the old lade and saw her looking at Aunt Sheen. He set himself down beside Ian, who had re-situated his clothing as quickly as possible. My cheeks warmed while my dick ached. He kept fingering me while I was squeezing his dick. I had kissed him hard then. She then pulls me into a deep kiss, her tongue charging through my lips like a battering ram breaking through a door. “And here I was thinking that you couldn’t get up the courage to ask anyone.