The physical location of the nudist colony to which Mom and several other locals belonged was about 150 miles from the City. Naturally, most of the members that lived in the City were active in their professional lives and often unable to make a trip to the "campground" as they affection- ally called it so they usually gathered every other weekend at one of the member's residents.
Our house was a single family free-standing two story structure so it was ideal for these occasions. Besides, Mom loved to entertain especially now that she had her grown son, yours truly, to strut my naked splendor in front of the crowd. I was rapidly becoming more comfortable mingling with naked strangers, and this Saturday was our turn to host the gathering. In a way, I was looking forward to seeing new peckers and titties although I knew that was not the true objective of the average nudist.
I will be the last to claim I am well hung, but I can honestly say that I have all of the swingers in this group beat considerably. Mom comments on my size every time we fuck which, by the way, is quite often, and that is all I need to keep my confidence up.
The group was accustomed to these gatherings so the procedure had become rather standard. One or more members would arrive at the designated house and go directly to the "dressing" room which in this case was the "undressing" room. When they reappeared they would be completely naked. To emphasize the strictness of this rule, one female participant was casually mingling in the crowd, and upon close inspection, one could tell she was wearing a tampon. The tiny string hanging from her snatch was a dead giveaway. Obviously, no one but me noticed.
Mom was flitting about the social area dressed in all of her nude splendor, and chatting with the guests. Although no one would admit it, I noticed more than one man ogling her tits and her ass. They didn't stiffen up at the sight, but I'm sure that it would have been a different story had it not been for the club rules. I, on the other hand, was not officially a member so it would have been accepted and ignored had I reacted normally to some of the female flesh on display. Believe me, it was an effort not to at times.
For example, there were two young women standing over by an end table chatting cheerfully as though they were fully dressed and all alone. I walked over to join the merry occasion, and both girls noticed I was beginning to puff up as I approached.
"Hello," I said in my most masculine voice. "I'm Jeff and I just know I am going to be glad to meet you two."
"Well hi yourself, Jeff," the redhead said. "I'm Ginger and this lovely creature is my roommate, Ella. Your mom has out done herself with the refreshments tonight. If we're not careful, we'll put on a few pounds before we leave."
"I could recommend a good exercise program for you girls," I said boldly as I braced myself for repercussions.
"I'll bet you could," Ella said with no anger or irritation at all in her voice. "I see you are already getting some of the exercise equipment ready just in case." We all three glanced down at my pecker. My libido was tough to control.
"Maybe you can recommend a place a little more private where we can attend to both of our problems," Ginger suggested. "Ella and I both would love to work off some of these pounds, and there is no denying that you are going to be attracting a lot of attention unless we do something about your uprising." Her smile made my cock take on more definition, and Ella lighted up showing her agreement.
"This way, Ladies," I said trying to be gallant and suave at the same time. Also, at this point, I abandoned all attempts to control any outward display of arousal. I was walking up the stairs behind two totally naked women, and was absolutely unable to, not that I wanted to, avoid watching the full bare asses twitching to the stride and the back side of two pussies staring out at me between two sets of thighs. I was brick hard by the time we reached the top of the stairs.
"Look Ella," Ginger snickered, "we have a qualified player with us." They both eyed my erection with open approval.
"Just through that door is my playpen. Please enter." Ella managed to stroke my boner one time before turning and wiggling through the door to my bedroom.