Very important note: I've always loved accidental penetration stories even if they're usually not realistic. And so this is a very lighthearted story. It's not meant to be an accurate representation of something that could actually happen in real life! On the other hand, around that highly improbable incident, I'll try to make the story as interesting as I can. If that's not your cup of tea, find another one of my stories.
Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks!
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On the morning following his accidental penetration of his older sister's pussy, Dustin walked down to the common room where his family shared their breakfast. Back home, in the real and clothed world, such meals with everybody present, nobody in a hurry and nobody on their cell phones were virtually non-existent. At least not for ordinary days. They often met to celebrate birthdays and other holidays, but it wasn't a regular thing.
The meals back home were also different in another way: nobody was naked! By now, this was the beginning of their fourth day here, Dustin and the rest of his family were very much at ease with nudity. Strangely enough it was harder for Dustin to get used to seeing his father naked than his three sisters and his mother. He had no idea why. But even that discomfort was pretty minor by now.
As breakfast was nearly over, Dustin's mother reminded him of something that was, in fact, a huge discomfort. The dreaded ball. For some reason or another that Dustin couldn't figure out, this nudist colony held grand balls on a weekly basis. Obviously people didn't go there dressed in gowns and tuxedos, but they handed over some small items of clothing (like garters, veils or high heeled shoes) to try to add some elegance to the whole thing.
Not only did this colony held balls, but they insisted on their importance. While Dustin was comfortable enough walking around naked while surrounded by many naked girls and women, the idea of dancing while in the nude? And it was not just the random twitching that passed for dancing in clubs. Oh no. Waltzes and other fancy dances he didn't even know the names of. And always with the couples holding on to each other. Very closely. In some of the dances he had seen last year, the two partners were pretty much hugging each other.
Maybe if Dustin had had a girlfriend with him... But then again, at twenty years of age, holding your girlfriend in a naked hug pretty much meant an erection. Doing it with a strange and beautiful girl? Impossible! The shame of feeling your erection growing without being able to stop it because it kept rubbing against a deliciously naked thigh? Oh the shame!
The last time he thought about it, he wondered if any of his sisters would agree to dance with him. But now that he had fucked Emily and Erica, those two were even more dangerous to his erection than beautiful strangers. And given that Lily was Emily's twin, Dustin didn't think that it would make much difference. And his mother would dance with their father, of course. Fuck!
So when his mom asked him if was ready for the ball, that would happen tonight, he shook his head and buried his face in his hands. His dad slapped his shoulder and told him to man up. Erica, on the other side of the table, laughed and said "That's exactly what he's afraid of!" As the other members of their family got the joke, they all laughed.
Dustin covered his face again and said "Is this ball a conspiracy to humiliate young men?"
They spent another fifteen minutes trying to tell him that it wouldn't be too bad, but Dustin wasn't so sure. With the others all gone to various activities, Dustin was left alone with his mother. And her breasts. "Damn they're so fucking huge!" he thought. "If Hayden had 34D bras and Erica's breasts were bigger than hers and in turn his mother's breasts were bigger... Shit!"
On one hand he had seen lots of obese women with ridiculously large breasts that defied his ability to imagine bras that could contain them. Not only that, but those fat breasts looked like large flat pancakes resting on their huge bellies. Nothing erotic there. "Maybe," Dustin thought. "Maybe I could get one of those women to dance with me?" But he dismissed the thought.
His mother had very large breasts, but she wasn't obese! Well, she probably landed in the overweight category but only because of the extra pounds she carried in those breasts. If Erica reminded Dustin of the pin-ups of the fifties, he was pretty sure his mother could have been one when she was younger. Even at her age, in her mid-forties, her breasts were still proud and hadn't lost the fight against age and gravity.
He closed his eyes and tried to think about something else. "Tell you what..." his mom said as she stood up. "Why don't we practice dancing?"
"It's not the dancing that worries me. I should be able to pick that up easily enough." he replied.
"I know. You're an excellent dancer!" she said with a smile, a typical motherly comment. "But why don't you try dancing with me in the nude?"
"What?" Dustin said after swallowing.
"Why not? That would allow you to get used to the idea. Remember how uncomfortable you are during the first day of being here? Maybe it could work the same way."
"Mom! That's a terrible idea. Thanks, but that will never work!"
Frowning, his mother sat next to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Why not?"
"Mom! Please!" he felt himself flushing and didn't know where to look with his mom so close.
"What is it? Are you ashamed to dance with your mom?" she asked, a sweet smile on her face.
"No. Not at all..."
"So, what is it?"
