1.
My brothers Tom, Ben and I stand on the patio of our parents' home, as naked as the day we were born and each of us with one hand wrapped around our aroused pricks as, with smiles on our faces, we watch our handsome father Rob licking our gorgeous sister Karen's cunt. What a fabulous sight it is! The hot steamy scene is enhanced by the baking July sun, complemented by cotton wool clouds hanging in the indigo sky of a spectacular summer Sunday, beating down on the nude bodies of the hardcore family fuckers as another of our regular orgies gets under way.
Ben, being the youngest, is the only one of my siblings still living at home with our mother and father but the rest of us always return home for each other's birthdays and at Christmas, of course, to enjoy some really hot family sex. However, we don't need those special events as excuses for us to get together and do so whenever we can at other times, too. To-day is one of those occasions with nothing particular to celebrate apart from our intense love of sex.
We always move the action into the great outdoors whenever the weather is fine, as it is on this glorious day of days. The homestead where mom, dad and Ben live, and where Tom, Karen and I grew up, is in the depths of the American countryside, fortunately miles from anywhere, with no nosy prying neighbours and therefore no fear of us being overlooked. Thus we can go nude together and indulge our taboo lifestyle al fresco in complete safety and seclusion.
Mom and dad are children of the 1960s, the new age of free thinking, peace and love and firmly believe that the human body is a thing of great beauty and, whenever possible, should not be kept hidden by the encumbrance of clothes. Mom has bore dad four children, Tom, Karen, me (my name's Matt, by the way) and Ben - in that order - and brought us up in the nudist way of life which accounts for why none of us have any inhibitions baring our bodies in front of each other. Indeed, the only times I can ever remember wearing clothes at home is when officialdom came calling, like bank managers, etc. or when we were getting ready for, or returning from, school or work. If nobody were calling, we would remove our clothes as soon as we got through the door and spend the entire evening naked, having dinner together and watching t.v. so that from an early age we felt in tune with ourselves and our bodies and very comfortable going about and socialising together completely in the nude.
This, of course, was long before my siblings and I were allowed to participate in our parents' sex sessions. That all came later when we were old enough to do so and was a natural progression of our lifestyle. Mom and dad might be free thinking people, bringing us up as nudists into the bargain but, being the great parents they are, they also have very strict rules about incest and would not allow any of us to take part until we had all turned eighteen and were thus considered to be consenting adults.
Tom started doing threesomes with mom and dad from his eighteenth birthday onwards and a year later, the sessions metamorphosed from threesomes into foursomes when Karen reached the required age stipulated by our parents. Ben and I had to sit on the sidelines, me for another two years and Ben for four and though it must have been frustrating for him, as it was for me but to a lesser degree, he never complained, understanding and accepting fully mom and dad's rules. He would usually take himself off to his room and lose himself on his computer while the rest of us got down to business in an adjoining room although, he was, of course, perfectly free to join us in the nude at other times when the rest of us were not engaged in carnal activity ...
2.
One cold winter's afternoon, just over three years ago, mom and dad entered my bedroom while I was wanking over a porn mag. Tom and Karen were at work and Ben at college so for a time my parents and I had the house to ourselves since it was my eighteenth birthday and we had taken the day off especially for the occasion. I was now old enough to participate in the illicit sex sessions and Tom and Karen would join us when they got home that night in our parents' bedroom where a special party had been arranged, although Ben, poor sod, was still not allowed to meet with us.
I had been thinking about my initiation into the family sex club quite a lot in the days leading up to my birthday, wondering what it would be like as, in the morning of the actual day, Tom and I compared cock sizes while wanking together before he shot his load and then reluctantly had to get dressed and head off to work. I decided to save mine for later when mom and dad joined me to start the initiation proceedings.
"What's it like being sucked by mom?" I had asked my elder brother as we wanked. As I had turned eighteen a few hours earlier, I was now allowed to join Tom in a mutual masturbation sessions.
"Fucking brilliant," replied Tom whom, by this time, had been having incestuous sex with mom and dad for three years, "as you'll find out this evening."
As it turned out, I didn't have to wait that long to discover just how wonderful it is to have my cock sucked by my own mother since, as I have just said, my parents walked into my room - but not before knocking first - while I was enthusiastically thumbing through one of Tom's sleazier porn mags. I need hardly state that mom and dad were naked too, of course, in keeping with our status as a nudist family and likewise completely unembarrassed.
"Hi mom, hi dad," I had said, "I was ..."
"Having a wank," mom had interrupted, smiling her wonderful smile, "which is all quite normal and healthy."
Thanks to the porno images in Tom's mag and the sight of mom's magnificent tits and pussy, I was extremely horny as mom hauled me to my feet and I stood there in front of my parents displaying to them my very full erection. Mom and dad had seen me full frontal nude all my life, of course, but this was the first time they had witnessed me with a throbbing hard-on. My cock felt like it had been cast in stone as it pointed upwards in anticipation of what was about to happen, nudging against my waiste while my balls hung low in their sweaty pubes but I experienced no embarrassment nor shame and, indeed, why should I? My upbringing had instilled in me that our body is a great gift and there is no shame in showing it as nature intended whether aroused or otherwise. Thus, it was with an overwhelming feeling of pride in my smooth young body that I exposed it to my parents' eyes, a feeling which has remained with me to the present day ...
3.
My parents both whistled at the size of my fully aroused prick as their eyes took stock of it, brimming with pride as they admired its stiffness. Dad had his digital camera with him, determined to capture my initiation ceremony for posterity and I was, of course, happy to pose for him. Tom had told me that he and Karen had been similarly photographed for our parents' pornographic family albums on their eighteenth birthdays and I want to make it clear, hear and now, that mom and dad never pressurised any of us into taking part, we were there purely of our own volitions. Mom and dad are the most loving, caring parents in the world and had any of us not wished to join the family sex club, then we were free to go our separate ways, as of course we are still free to leave now if any of us so choose. Not that any of us are going to, of course, we enjoy our family gangbangs too much, especially as we are now a complete family sex club as Ben came of age recently.
However, there I wa on my eighteenth birthday, stark bollock naked in front of my parents with a raging hard-on and I had continued to stand there feeling immensely proud as dad took some more photographs. I was thoroughly enjoying letting mom and dad have a good long look as I held my prick aloft with my thumbs pressed into my pubes to show it off to its best advantage so that mom and dad could see how big it is, revelling in the exhibitionism and retracting my foreskin to display to them my fat knobhead. It felt curiously exhilarating to be exposing my prick in its aroused state to the very people who gave birth to me.
"Happy birthday, Matt," mom had greeted me, kissing me on the lips. "Wow, look how much you've grown," she continued and giving my cock a squeeze. "Your cock is magnificent."
Thanks, mom," I had replied, "I must admit I'm rather fond of it myself," I'd added, giggling.
"You should be more than fond of it, sweetheart," mom had answered. "If I was a man and had a cock as big as that, I'd be one of the proudest guys in the world."
"Welcome to the club, son," dad had said, putting an arm around me and patting my shoulder as I glowed with pleasure at mom's words of appreciation.
