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Family Nudist Camp Ch. 01

By: KenJames



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Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

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"The bus from Houston is here, Grandma Mike!" Tyra MacDonald said. She was 25, tall and slender with curly sun-bleached brown hair and sparkling green eyes, wearing a battered cowboy hat and boots, tight blue jeans and an unbuttoned man's shirt over a form-fitting tank-top. 

"Thanks for bringing me into town, Baby," Michelle ("Mike") MacDonald said. She was an older version of Tyra, seasoned by four decades of hard ranch work. 

"Have fun in Las Vegas," Tyra said, hugging Michelle as the bus pulled in, its engine shaking the little bus station. "I don't know why you insist on taking the bus. Flying is so cheap these days . . ."

"I don't like people going through my luggage," Michelle answered. "I'm not in a big hurry and I get to know people on the trip. She grinned wickedly. "Like Mr. Jensen. We spent a week in a Reno motel . . ."

"Look at THEM!" Michelle exclaimed as the bus door opened and passengers began exiting. Two handsome young men stepped out onto the pavement and looked around, blinking in the bright Texas sunlight. 

They were obviously brothers, dressed in similar tank tops, shorts and sneakers, revealing sculpted muscular bodies. The older brother was 6' tall, with buzz-cut black hair and brown eyes. The younger sibling was two inches shorter, with curly dark brown collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. 

"It's the Maryville boys!" Michelle cried, rushing forward and embracing the young men. "I haven't seen you in two years! You were both muscular before, but you've really gotten . . . "

The younger brother laughed, kissing Michelle full on the lips. "Hi Mike," he answered. "It's great to see you again! We got serious about body building in college, just like Dad. We've been in a few competitions."

"This is my granddaughter, Tyra," Michelle said. "She has a degree from A&M and she's managing the Rocking M." That was Michelle's ranch. 

"This is Frank Maryville." The older brother took Tyra's hand, holding it a little long for a casual greeting. "And his brother Joe." The blue-eyed boy grinned and hugged Tyra. "Their family owns Lone Star Ranch."

"Great, we're neighbors!" Tyra said, feeling her nipples tighten as she looked from one brother to the other. She hadn't had a man since moving to the ranch eight months before. 

The bus driver had transferred the brothers' luggage to the sidewalk and stowed Michelle's suitcase. "Sorry to break this up, Mike," he said apologetically. "But I've got a schedule to keep."

"Sure, Fred," Michelle answered, kissing Frank and Joe quickly, then hugging Tyra. "Are you staying all summer?" Frank nodded. "Then I'll see you again. Bye!"

They waved as the bus pulled away, then Tyra turned to the brothers. "Do you have a ride?" she asked. "I'd think there'd be someone here to meet you."

"Actually, not," Frank admitted. "I'm living in Manhattan. Joe was going to pick me up and we'd drive to Texas. At the last minute, we decided to leave his car in Cambridge and fly to Houston. We met at the airport and took the bus here."

"We figured we'd surprise everyone and arrive two days early," Joe said. "But we called from the bus and found out Dad is in Austin on business and Mom won't be back from Dallas until tomorrow. Grandma and Grandpa will be in Europe for another three weeks. The manager is there by herself and can't come pick us up."

"It's not a big deal," Frank said. "We've lived here all our lives and we'll find a ride."

"Lone Star Ranch is only five miles up the road from the Rocking M," Tyra said. "I'll be glad to take you." 

Sitting on the pickup's bench seat with Joe on the right and Frank in the middle with his thigh pressed against hers, Tyra was acutely aware of the heat between her legs. Even with the warm spring air flowing into the cab through the open windows, she wondered if the men could smell the juices soaking her panties.

"I've never been to Lone Star Ranch," Tyra said, trying to concentrate on the two-lane blacktop road ahead as she fantasized about seeing the brothers naked. "Do I have to take my clothes off?" Somehow, her nipples grew even harder at the thought of baring her body.

"No, that's completely optional!" Frank laughed, but Tyra noticed the pronounced bulge in his shorts. Joe was equally turned on.

"We grew up on Lone Star Ranch," Joe said. "It was originally a hippie commune. Dad's parents owned the property and Mom's parents lived there. Mom and Dad grew up as nudists in an open nurturing environment, and that's the way they raised us, too!" 

Frank changed the subject by asking Tyra about school and the ranch. Tyra's mother was an executive living in Philadelphia with her husband and children. Tyra had degrees in Agricultural Engineering and Agricultural Management. 

Tyra's uncle had been managing the Rocking M. When he retired, Michelle offered Tyra the position. She'd been working as the office manager for a small medical claims processing company and had happily made the switch. 

The brothers were both business majors. Frank was 22 and about to graduate from Columbia, while Joe was a 21-year-old junior at Harvard. They had ambitious plans to get more funding and expand Lone Star Ranch. 

A discreet sign reading "Lone Star Ranch" pointed to a side road. Tyra turned and stopped in front of the main gate, which had a video camera, an electronic lock and a keypad. 

"Punch 3-6-8-2-4," Frank instructed. The gate swung open and they proceeded forward, past a number of narrow roads. "Those go to the camping areas," Frank explained. "There are spaces for tents, trailers and RVs."

"We also have cabins," Joe added. "Each one is in its own private clearing, surrounded by forest. This place has all the normal attractions: a gym and swimming pool, horseback riding, hike and bike trails, canoeing, a big lake with an island . . ."

"Sorry!" Joe laughed. "We automatically start giving the sales pitch. We've been showing people around since I was seven and Frank was eight."

"Our grandparents sold Mom and Dad a 40% share of the business and put them in charge," Frank continued. "We had a lot of fun being tour guides and everything else."

"Were you naked?" Tyra asked, wondering if the juices soaking her panties were already showing through her blue jeans.

"Of course," Joe answered. "We needed clothes and boots to protect ourselves in rough brush. Otherwise, we were usually naked, except for moccasins. We went barefoot enough that the soles of our feet got really tough."

Tyra only saw one person on the drive from the main gate. That was Anne Bullock, the matronly middle-aged manager, who was dressed in a baseball cap, hiking boots and a leather belt holding a key ring and a PDA. She greeted the trio warmly, but was in a hurry to fix a plumbing problem in one of the cabins. 

After Anne zipped off in her electric golf cart, the brothers guided Tyra past the pool and gym to the big house. 

"Come back this weekend," Frank urged after he and Joe had removed their luggage from the pickup bed. "Lots of people will be here then."

"We can go swimming," Joe said. "You saw the Olympic pool. Nobody will think you're weird if you wear a swimsuit, but you'll be so comfortable you won't want one."

"Being naked isn't always sexual," Frank added. "It's just being natural, and comfortable with your body." 

"What if I like being sexual?" Tyra asked teasingly.

"That's natural, too!" Joe answered. Tyra hugged him, flattening her breasts against his chest and pressing her crotch against the bone in his shorts. 

"I'd better go!" she said huskily, kissing Joe quickly, then turning to give Frank an equally intimate embrace. "Chores don't do themselves."

"I WILL see you this weekend . . . if not sooner," Tyra said, climbing into her pickup and roaring away. 

Frank and Joe watched Tyra's truck until it disappeared behind the pine grove shielding the compound from the road. "Wow!" Joe whispered as the brothers faced each other. "She is fucking HOT!"

"Yeah!" Frank agreed. "Hot and ready to go! Who gets her first?"

"Me!" Joe answered instantly. "You have Sandy. I haven't been laid since Linda broke up with me two months ago."

"That's YOUR fault, fucking Linda's roommate!" Frank said. 

"Kathy seduced me!" Joe protested as he picked up his suitcases. "I didn't know she and Linda were lesbian lovers. They were having a fight and Kathy used me to get at Linda."

"Anyway, it'll be Tyra's choice," Joe continued. He and Frank exchanged lewd grins at a sudden shared memory. "Maybe we can team her."

They carried their suitcases into the big log house. It had a wide covered porch running along the front. The kitchen, screened back porch, dining area, and the two-story living room with its giant stone fireplace were on the ground floor. Bedrooms were up the grand staircase, with the living room separating the master suite from the other rooms. 

Frank and Joe shared the big room over the back porch, although the other bedrooms were unoccupied. It was large, with two double beds, a pair of desks, and an entertainment area with a couch, an overstuffed chair, and an elaborate audio-video system.

The room had been designed as a study, but they had always preferred sleeping together and the arrangement left three bedrooms for the family's frequent guests. It also had its own bathroom, while the guest rooms had to share the hall bath.

"We haven't been in this room in almost six months," Frank said as he and Joe dropped their luggage inside the door. The bulge in his shorts hadn't gone down since Tyra kissed him goodbye. 

"Or alone together, either!" Joe agreed. "Not since Christmas vacation." His cock was straining against his briefs, soaking the cloth with pre-cum. 

"Girls are great, but I've missed you!" Frank said, wrapping his arms around Joe. They kissed passionately and open-mouthed, roughly thrusting their tongues together.

"It's funny feeling your beard!" Joe whispered, grinding his crotch into Frank's. "Kissing you is so different from kissing a girl! Linda didn't like me to use my tongue the way we were doing." 

"Sandy doesn't like that kind of tongue, either," Frank agreed, kneading Joe's buttocks and running his hands up and down his little brother's muscular back. "Women are just SO different! Smooth skin. Tits. Curves. Soft . . . Men are rough, angular and . . . hard!"

"You sure ARE hard, big brother!" Joe laughed, caressing the bulge in Frank's shorts.

"Yeah!" Frank agreed. "Help me with my hard-on, little brother!" 

Joe fell to his knees and unfastened Frank's shorts, which fell around his ankles. "I'm surprised you didn't tear a hole in your briefs," he remarked, fondling Frank's swollen pole through the tightly-stretched fabric. 

Frank's stiff cock sprang to attention as Joe pulled his briefs down. It was 6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick with a broad plow-shaped head. A flaring Vee ran down to his deep corneal ring. His big bulging balls were shaved and his pubic hair was closely cropped. Pre-cum was leaking from the tiny lips at his throbbing tip. 

"Oh man, I've missed this!" Frank gasped as Joe's lips slid over his cock-head and locked around his sunken ring. Joe kneaded Frank's balls and stroked his shaft while licking and sucking his swollen head, making him groan with pleasure. 

"Little brother, you're the best!" Frank cried as Joe's mouth fucked his throbbing pole. "I can't hold back!" 

Joe gulped frantically as Frank shot wave after wave of thick hot man-juice into his mouth, managing to capture every drop. 

When Frank was finally spent, Joe rose to his feet. The brothers embraced and kissed passionately. "I like tasting my cum in your mouth," Frank whispered. 

"It's always great sucking you off," Joe said, guiding Frank's hand to the bulge in his own shorts. "But I've got a painfully hard dick myself and . . ."

"We'll fix that!" Frank said, turning toward the bed. He tripped over the shorts and briefs bunched around his ankles, but Joe caught him. 

"Clothes are dangerous!" Joe laughed as Frank moved cautiously to the bed. "It's great being back where we don't have to wear them!" 

In a moment, the boys were stripped and kneeling naked on the bed, facing each other with knees touching. Frank's penis had only softened slightly after his orgasm and he grew rock-hard again as Joe wrapped his hand around both their stiff cocks.

Joe's penis was slightly smaller than Frank's, 6" long and 1-1/2" thick, with the same plow-shaped head and deep corneal ring. His balls and pubic hair were shaved clean. 

"I could cum this way," Joe gasped. "Just playing with our dicks . . ." He was running his thumb, index and middle fingers over their wide cock-heads, smearing the pre-cum flowing from their tips. 

"I've got a better place for you to shoot!" Frank said, pulling away and taking a little plastic tube of lubricant from the nightstand. "Sex with Sandy is good, but she can't do EVERYTHING!" He lay on his back with his knees folded against his chest, elevating his butt. 

"Now, what COULD you want?" Joe laughed, lubricating a finger and pressing it into the little puckered brown circle between Frank's muscular buttocks. It went in easily and he added a second finger with more lubricant, working his crossed fingers in and out of the tight hole. 

"Stop teasing!" Frank begged. Joe smeared lube onto his stiff rod and slid his length up Frank's asshole with one smooth thrust, all the way to the balls. "Fuck yeah!" Frank gasped. "I've been dreaming about you driving your stiff cock up my ass!" 

"I had sex with Kathy because she wanted me to fuck her butt," Joe said, breathing hard as he hammered Frank. "Linda got scared if I even put a finger near her rosebud. After giving me her pussy, Kathy bent over and said, 'Do it now!'"

"Kathy had a hot tight asshole," Joe continued, feeling the tension building rapidly in his balls. "She came twice while I was butt-fucking her. But she wasn't nearly as good as my sexy big brother!"

"Yeah, shoot it!" Frank cried as the hot juice spraying from Joe's slamming cock splashed his anal walls. He grabbed his own throbbing pole, spurting on his chest and belly after a few strokes. 

Joe collapsed on top of Frank and they kissed while their cocks gradually softened. After Joe's dick slipped out of Frank's ass, they went into the bathroom and washed hastily before returning to bed. 

"It's great to be back together," Frank said, taking Joe in his arms. "And back HERE for the whole summer.

"Yeah," Joe agreed. "College is exciting with all the new people and things to do, but I miss our family, especially YOU, big brother!"

Tired from their travels and sudden sexual release, the brothers fell asleep almost instantly. 

When Frank opened his eyes, the late afternoon sun was slanting across the bed, illuminating Joe's muscular body and erect penis. "Hot little brother!" Frank whispered as his own rod snapped to attention. "This is even better than waking up with Sandy!" 

Joe moaned with pleasure as Frank's lips closed around his swollen dick. "Oh fuck, big brother!" he muttered. "You're so good! I love the way you suck my head and tease my piss-slit with your tongue!" Joe rolled his hips slowly, languidly fucking Frank's mouth as his big brother squeezed his balls and stroked his rigid shaft. 

Concentrating on the sensations in his crotch, Joe had kept his eyes closed. He gasped in surprise when he finally opened them. A tall, heavily-muscled man was standing beside the bed, naked with an immense hard-on, grinning as he watched Frank's head bobbing over Joe's lap.

"Hi Dad!" Joe said, wrapping his hand around Bill Maryville's stiff pole. Frank grinned at his father, but continued sucking Joe's cock and playing with his brother's balls. Bill straddled Joe's head and slid his massive erection into his youngest son's mouth. 

"Oh fuck!" Bill gasped, driving his cock in and out of Joe's mouth. Frank thrust his tongue deep into the puckered hole between his father's pumping buttocks. 

"My sexy sons are so good!" Bill cried. "I can't hold back!" Joe sucked his father's spurting juice eagerly, trying to gulp every drop. 

The three men untangled themselves and embraced. Bill was 6' 2", Frank's height, with short thick black hair lightly sprinkled with gray, brown eyes, and the muscles of a competition bodybuilder. He was 42 but looked a decade younger. 

"God, you boys have gotten hot!" Bill exclaimed. "You were sexy before, but it's amazing what working out has done for you!"

"Yeah, our stud Dad inspired us!" Frank agreed, passionately thrusting his tongue into Bill's open mouth. Father and eldest son kissed for long minutes, rubbing their stiff cocks together. 

Bill's penis was a bigger version of Frank and Joe's tools, 7" long and 2" thick with a broad plow-shaped head and a flaring Vee running down to his deep corneal ring. His balls and pubic hair were shaved. 

"Carol and I have raised two stud sons!" Bill said, taking Joe in his arms and kissing him as long and passionately as he had Frank. He finally pulled away and stood holding Joe's hard dick in one hand and Frank's stiff pole in the other. 

Frank and Joe played with Bill's massive erection as he jacked their cocks, gripping their shafts while sliding his thumbs and index fingers over their pre-cum slick heads.

"Maryville men are horndogs!" Bill said. "You've stuck your hot rods in every hole, male and female, you've been offered, just like all the other men in our family."

"Now I'm going to fuck your stud asses!" Bill continued, taking the lubricant from the nightstand. "Assume the position, boys!"

"Oh yeah!" Joe said as he and Frank moved onto their hands and knees at the foot of the bed, sticking their butts in the air. 

"I've been dreaming about this!" Frank agreed as Bill squirted lubricant onto his fingers and slipped them up his son's asses.

"Come on, Dad!" Joe moaned as Bill twisted two fingers inside him. "You know we're ready!" 

His plea was rewarded as Bill's big wide plow-head stretched his rosebud. "Fuck yeah!" he gasped, pushing back against his father's thick cock. "Shove it all the way up my ass!" 

"My little boy's got a hot sexy butt!" Bill growled as his cock-head slipped inside Joe's tight anal ring. He slid forward until his balls were pressed against Joe's buttocks. 

"Yeah, Dad!" Joe moaned as Bill began moving in and out, fucking him with long smooth strokes, going slowly at first but rapidly increasing the tempo. 

Joe's untouched penis was throbbing and he was seconds away from orgasm. He gasped with disappointment when Bill suddenly pulled out. 

"Don't worry, son!" Bill told Joe as he pushed his rigid pole between Frank's buttocks. "I've got enough for both of you!"

Frank took Bill's long thick pole easily. "This is great, Dad!" he gasped. "Sandy likes to use a strap-on, but it's not the same as your big hard cock!"

Shooting in Joe's mouth had given Bill a lot of control. He fucked Frank roughly, then pulled away when he sensed his older son was about to cum. 

Bill alternated between Frank and Joe, fucking until a boy was close to orgasm, then switching. "On your backs!" he finally ordered. The brothers instantly complied, spreading their legs and lifting their butts. 

Bill started with Frank, stroking his eldest son's swollen pole while fucking his ass, making him spray hot cum over his chest and belly after a few thrusts. 

He pushed Joe to an equally quick and messy orgasm, then stood back, admiring his sons' muscular arms, legs and chests, flat bellies and stiff cocks as they continued lying with their asses in the air. 


Family Nudist Camp Ch. 01



"It's my turn!" Bill announced, pushing Joe to the center of the bed, gripping his ankles and spreading his legs wide. 

"Oh fuck, that's good!" Joe cried as his father's oversize pole slammed into his butt. 

Frank moved behind Bill, sliding his hard cock between the man's pumping buttocks.

"Oh yeah!" Bill gasped as he pounded Joe's asshole. Frank fucked him just as roughly. 

Joe, frantically jacking his cock, shot first. His convulsing anal muscles set Bill off. Frank came moments later. After spraying vast amounts of cum, the three men collapsed in a heap on the bed. 

"This has been a GREAT welcome home!" Joe said, kissing Bill. 

"Yeah," Frank agreed as Bill turned to him. "Even with Sandy, I've really missed our family fun." 

"It's too bad Mom is still in Dallas," Joe said. "I've been fantasizing about both of you."

"Carol doesn't know you've arrived early," Bill answered. "We can give her a nice surprise tomorrow afternoon." 

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This series is based on an idea by "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who has lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Many thanks, NFM!

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Copyright (c) 2008 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

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Family Nudist Camp Ch. 02



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Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

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Carol Clayton-Maryville pulled up to the Lone Star Ranch gate in her white Toyota Highlander hybrid SUV. It was mid-afternoon on the day after her sons, Frank and Joe, had arrived from college. 

"It's really good to be home," Carol thought as she punched the remote and the gate swung open. It had been an enjoyable and productive three days in Dallas, but she was tired of big cities and clothes. 

She stopped by the office to greet Anne Bullock, the manager. "Hi Baby!" Anne cried, embracing Carol. Anne was a tall voluptuous black woman in her early forties, dressed only in hiking boots and a leather tool belt holding keys, PDA, phone and several pouches. 

"Sexy Mama!" Carol purred, kissing Anne passionately and fondling her heavy chocolate breasts. "I've missed you!"

"Oh yeah Baby!" Anne muttered as her nipples hardened under Carol's touch. 

Just as Anne was reaching for the buttons of Carol's blouse, "Play the Funky Music, White Boy!" burst from the phone on her belt. "Shit!" she exclaimed, checking the display. "That's the plumber. I have to talk to him about the septic tanks." 

"That's okay, Mama!" Carol answered, giving Anne a quick kiss. "We'll get together REAL soon."

Anne waved as Carol drove on to the big house. She knew Carol's sons Frank and Joe had arrived from the east coast two days early, but they and Carol's husband Bill were going to surprise Carol. Anne grinned, thinking about the way the men would probably do it. 

She slipped a hand between her legs as she answered the phone. "Hi, Honey," she purred in an exaggerated accent. "You da man who got what I need!"

Carol parked the Highlander in the garage attached to the big two-story log house. Nobody was home. When she carried her briefcase and suitcase up to the master bedroom, she found a single long-stemmed rose in the center of the bed. 

A card was attached to the rose. "Welcome home, Honey Bear," it read. "I'm waiting for you on the island. We'll have a nice INFORMAL party. Don't worry about dressing for the occasion. -- Love, Black Bear."

Her nipples tightened as she thought about her husband's ruggedly handsome face, tall muscular body and big thick cock. Even after 21 years of marriage and two grown sons, she and Bill made love as often and enthusiastically as teenagers. 

She quickly removed her business shoes and clothes, inhaling her own hot scent from her moist panties before dropping them to the floor. 

Naked, Carol faced the mirrored closet doors, examining her reflection. She was 40 years old, but appeared to be in her mid-20s. 

Her trim body was 5' 10" tall, with the sleek build of a runner and swimmer. Carol lifted weights for strength training. 

Carol's C-cup breasts were firm and round, with her thick brown nipples and wide tan areolas pointing slightly upward. 

Her curly shoulder-length brunette hair was matched by a thick triangular pubic thatch, pointing toward her hairless mound and neat brown folds. She had a smooth over-all tan, with no white patches. 

Carol took the meadow path, walking naked and barefoot through the soft grass. Her breasts swayed as she worked her long arms and legs, rapidly covering the 1-1/2 mile distance from the family compound to Mystik Lake. 

It felt so good being one with the sun, wind and earth! No matter where she went, her real world was right here. 

In the early days of the Lone Star Community, Bill's father, Tiberius Claudius ("TC") Maryville, persuaded the members to build a dam, converting a lazy stream winding through gentle hills into a big hourglass-shaped lake. 

Two rocky pine-covered hills in the middle of the basin became islands. "Cave Island" was big, flat, and horseshoe-shaped. Its south end was a wide sharply curving beach. 

"Spear Island," stretching south from the mouth of Cave Island's bay, was a long narrow ridge, flaring into a broad tip. From the air, the two islands bore a fanciful resemblance to a penis approaching a vulva. 

Families with children used the beach at the south end of the lake and stayed away from the islands. Cave Island's big beach was popular with heterosexual lovers, while lesbians met in a big clearing at the island's center. Spear Island was a gay cruising area. 

Carol went past the canoes at the south beach and continued north to the stream which fed the lake. She slipped into the pleasantly cool water, letting the current assist her strong crawl stroke as she headed for the secluded beach at Cave Island's northern tip. 

After the lake filled in, TC had cast a spell to bind the little beach to the Maryville family. Neither Carol nor Bill believed in magic, but none of the ranch guests rowing and swimming past ever set foot on the beach, even though it was clearly visible. 

Carol rose from the lake like a sea goddess, barely breathing hard after her half-mile swim. Water streamed over her breasts and buttocks and ran down her legs. She squeezed the water from her thick curly hair as she looked around. 

The beach was 30' wide and 20' deep, framed with rough boulders on the sides and a forest of pine and juniper trees in back. The family canoe was pulled up on the shore. A cooler and picnic basket sat on a blanket spread in a small shaded clearing behind the first row of trees.

There was nobody in sight and Carol's nipples tightened as she froze in place, listening intently. The normal forest and water sounds filled the air. There was nothing else, but she knew Bill was near. 

Almost unconsciously, she reached between her legs, running a finger along her folds. They were already puffy and reddish-brown and her interior was hot and wet. Bill liked to surprise her and she loved being taken quickly and roughly. Grinning with anticipation, she plunged into the forest. 

The trees thinned out into a tiny clearing after she'd gone a few dozen yards. Carol's only warning was a slight stirring behind her. Strong male hands grabbed her, gripping her breasts hard enough to leave finger marks as he forced her to her hands and knees. 

"Oh fuck!" she gasped, feeling his familiar broad plow-shaped head, flaring to 2-3/4", burrow into her folds and stretch her wet pussy mouth. "Oh yeah, Black Bear! Give me that hard cock!" Carol cried as his 7" long, 2" thick pole filled her with one quick thrust. 

"Fuck yeah, Baby!" she cried as he drove his swollen rod in and out of her grasping cunt, pushing her to a screaming orgasm. "Yeah sexy Black Bear! Shoot all your hot man juice deep inside me! Oh fuck!" she moaned as he slammed her spasming snatch, releasing another thick pulse of cum with each rough thrust. 

"Oh Bill!" she sighed. "That was wonderful, as always! I really needed it! I've only been away for three days, but it seems like it's been much longer." 

He was still rock hard with his entire length inside her. He gripped Carol's shoulders and lifted her to a kneeling position, keeping her firmly impaled on his swollen tool. "That's only the beginning, Baby!" Bill growled, picking up a blindfold. "I've got a surprise for you." 

Carol lowered her head and let her curly brown hair sweep down toward the ground as Bill covered her eyes with the thick strip of black cloth and tied the ends behind her head. 

"Are we going to keep fucking?" she asked hopefully, working her hips and clamping Bill's stiff cock as she lifted her head, letting her thick hair cascade over her shoulders. Somehow, she could taste the semen her convulsing uterus had sucked from the rigid pole inside her.

"Sorry, Honey Bear," he answered as he pulled out of her pussy. "You'll have to wait, but I don't think you'll be disappointed." 

She remained kneeling, motionless, awaiting his next command. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered. When she complied, he bound her wrists with a soft cord. "Stand up."

Bill gripped Carol's shoulders and turned her around until she was thoroughly disoriented. "This way," he said, taking her forearm and guiding her deeper into the forest. 

He steered her around trees until they reached a wide clearing with a blanket spread on the ground in the center. "Stop here," he commanded when she stepped onto the blanket.

Carol stood still, feeling the air against her bare skin and the warm soft blanket under the soles of her feet. The wide tan areolas in her big firm breasts were swollen into domes and her thick brown nipples had grown long and hard. Her hairless mound and puffy purple-brown folds were slick with her juices and Bill's cum. The semen taste in her mouth was stronger than ever. 

It started with butterfly kisses, on her forehead, cheeks, ears, lips, throat, randomly moving between sides and locations, gradually proceeding down to her belly, buttocks and thighs while avoiding her breasts and pubic area. 

Her nipples were painfully hard and the juice leaking from her vulva was running down her thighs. "Oh Black Bear, you're driving me crazy!" she moaned. "I need another good hard fucking SO badly!"

He became more aggressive, kissing and fondling her firm breasts, sucking her swollen nipples and slipping his fingers into the hot wet spot between her open legs, pushing her to the edge of orgasm before silently moving away, leaving her tense with anticipation. 

Carol purred with pleasure as strong male hands returned to her breasts, then gasped in surprise as lips closed on each nipple. She wasn't sure who Bill's companion was, but he knew she liked her nipples bitten hard with lips but no teeth. 

"Kneel, Baby!" Bill growled, pushing her to her knees on the blanket. An instant later, a cock pressed against her lips. She took it eagerly into her mouth, licking the broad plow-shaped head before taking its length down her throat. 

Although the stiff penis she was sucking was similar to Bill's, Carol knew it belonged to the other man. It was slightly shorter and thinner than her husband's rod. His pre-cum tasted familiar, but didn't have Bill's distinctive flavor.

She felt Bill lie on his back and slide his head between her spread knees. His tongue slid effortlessly between her neat brown folds into her hot female center, its tip stroking the super-sensitive spot just inside her pussy mouth, making her moan with pleasure against the cock in her mouth. 

Carol sucked the stranger as Bill ate her to orgasm, clamping her lips on the man's swollen head and shaft, moving rapidly up and down until the stranger exploded, filling her mouth with thick pulses of hot semen. She came even harder, gushing onto Bill's face. 

The three remained frozen in position for a few moments, regaining their breaths. Their athletic bodies recovered quickly. The stranger pulled his still-hard dick from Carol's mouth and moved away. 

Bill slid up under Carol until his hips were between her knees and his swollen cock-head was pressing into her slick folds. She lowered her pussy onto his rigid pole, taking his whole length and girth in one long smooth slide. 

As she rode his stallion, Bill played with Carol's tits, squeezing her big firm bouncing mounds while pinching and twisting her swollen nipples. 

Somehow, Bill's touch and rhythm were slightly off. Even his long thick cock felt different. She decided it was the blindfold, the strong taste of the stranger's cum in her mouth, and her knowledge that the man was near, silently watching and planning his next move. 

The stranger pressed a slick finger against the little puckered brown hole between Carol's buttocks, slipping it easily inside and lubricating her anus. 

A moment later, the finger was replaced with a stiff prick, entering her rosebud and gliding up the muscular tunnel between her firm round buttocks. 

Carol worked her hips in a smooth rolling motion, clamping the stiff dicks in her cunt and asshole as the men fucked her steadily towards another orgasm. 

The man behind Carol untied her wrists and she ran her hands over Bill's muscular shoulders, arms and chest. 

Suddenly, a third man pressed his cock-head against Carol's lips. It was broad and plow-shaped, exactly like Bill's. Her freed hands gripped his long thick shaft and caressed his hairless balls. 

Carol recognized Bill's taste as soon as her tongue touched his cum-slit. Forgetting the familiar strangers fucking her, she turned her attention to her husband, stroking his long thick shaft and playing with his balls while licking and sucking his swollen knob. 

Bill gripped the back of Carol's head to hold it in place and worked his stiff pole in her mouth. She normally didn't like being restrained, but submitting to Bill excited her.

The men below and behind her rammed Carol's pussy and ass as Bill fucked her face, driving his throbbing rod deep into her throat. 

She came violently, jacking Bill's rod frantically and squeezing his balls roughly as she gulped his thick rich juice, letting a little run down her chin and drip on her bouncing breasts. 

The strangers shot in Carol's spasming pussy and tightly clenched asshole, pushing her to an even more intense climax.

Finally spent, Carol let Bill's softening penis slip from her mouth. The man behind her pulled out of her butt. Her knees were shaky. The man she straddled had to grip Carol's waist and lift her off his still-hard cock. 

Carol collapsed onto the blanket, sprawled on her back with her arms and legs open, limp from her extended orgasms. 

Bill removed the blindfold and Carol stared up at the three men kneeling over her. Her vision was blurred for a few seconds, then Bill came into focus, along with their sons Frank and Joe.

"My boys!" Carol screamed, pulling Joe down onto her and kissing him passionately. After several minutes, she gently pushed Joe away and greeted Frank with equal enthusiasm. 

"What a wonderful surprise!" Carol finally whispered. Frank and Joe were sitting cross-legged on either side of her with their knees pressing into her hips. She held her young muscular sons' hands while resting her head in Bill's lap. 

Frank was 6' 2" tall and 21 years old, with buzz-cut black hair and brown eyes. Joe was two inches shorter and a year younger, with curly dark brown collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. Both brothers had the sculpted muscles of competition body-builders.

Bill was a young-looking 42, Frank's height, with short thick black hair lightly sprinkled with gray He was as muscular as the brothers. 

All three men had bulging shaved balls and long thick cocks with broad plow-shaped heads and flaring Vees running down to their deep corneal rings. Bill's rod was the biggest, 7" long and 2" thick. Frank's tool was 6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick. Joe's penis was 6" long and 1-1/2" thick. 

Frank had closely-cropped pubic hair, while the other two men were shaved clean. 

The family remained still for several minutes, enjoying each others' nude closeness in the sun-drenched clearing, cooled by the gentle lake breeze. 

"Mom," Frank finally broke the silence, feeling his softened cock springing back to life. "You've got dried cum on your breasts."

"And on your pussy mound, too!" Joe added, popping an instant boner. 

"I know, Babies!" Carol purred, taking a son's swollen pole in each hand. "I'd like you to lick it all off me, but I'm tired and hungry. I saw the picnic supplies back on the beach. Let's go eat. We'll have lots of time to play after that."

The family took a quick swim to cool down and clean off, then settled on the blanket in the clearing behind the beach. After devouring the luxurious meal and several bottles of local wine, they spent an hour laughing and catching up. 

Frank was going to start his senior year at Columbia in the fall, while Joe would be a junior at Harvard. They were both business majors and had ambitious plans to get more funding and expand Lone Star Ranch. Although they were excited about college, they missed Texas. 

The conversation turned to more intimate subjects. Frank had a girlfriend named Sandy. Her family lived in Manhattan and he'd been seeing her several nights a week. She was planning to visit later in the summer. Joe's girlfriend Linda had broken up with him two months ago after Kathy, Linda's roommate and lesbian lover, seduced him to spite Linda.

There was also sexy young Tyra MacDonald, who'd given the brothers a ride from the bus station to Lone Star Ranch when they'd returned home unexpectedly. She managed the nearby Rocking M Ranch, which was owned by her grandmother, Michelle ("Mike") MacDonald. 

"Tyra really got us turned on," Frank agreed. "Joe and I both had boners. She knew it, too!"

"She's hot for us," Joe agreed. "Her nipples were hard and we could smell her pussy. She's coming over to swim this weekend. I'll bet her clothes will come off as soon as she gets here. After that, she'll relax and nature will take over."

"Bill and I have met Tyra," Carol said. "It'll be nice to get to know her better. She IS Mike's granddaughter. If we play it right, we ALL might get to know her a LOT better."

The family was sitting cross-legged on the blanket with their knees touching. Bill was facing Carol, while Frank was on her left and Joe was on her right. 

Carol looked at her husband and sons. All three men's cocks were stirring, gradually growing longer and thicker, lifting from their relaxed positions. She felt the warmth building between her legs and the tightness in her nipples.

She took a deep breath and arched her back to push her breasts forward, while spreading her legs wider, opening her puffy purple-brown folds and pressing her knees more firmly against Frank and Joe. 

"You're all so beautiful!" Carol whispered, looking from one man to the next, admiring their muscular bodies, lust-filled faces and rigid poles with pre-cum gleaming on their flaring cock-heads.

"So are you, Honey Bear!" Bill answered, pressing his middle finger between Carol's folds and slipping it smoothly into her pussy. Frank and Joe bent to fondle and kiss Carol's breasts while Bill added a second finger. 

"Oh fuck!" Carol moaned as Bill slowly stroked the sensitive spot just inside her cunt-mouth. She grasped her son's stiff rods and jacked them frantically as the heat spread from her crotch through her body.

Frank and Joe each had one hand pressed against Carol's back, holding her in a sitting position, while playing with a breast with the other hand, squeezing her firm flesh and pinching her swollen nipples.

The brothers lowered Carol onto her back. Releasing their throbbing dicks, she uncrossed her ankles and opened her legs. Frank and Joe rose into kneeling positions as Bill moved between Carol's spread thighs. 

"Yeah! Give it to me hard!" Carol moaned as Bill took her with one long thrust. She rocked her hips in a rapid rhythm. 

"That's right, Black Bear!" Carol screamed, stroking her sons' rigid shafts and running her fingers over their swollen pre-cum slick cock-heads as Bill's thighs slapped against hers. "Fuck me, Lover! Drive your cock up my hot hungry snatch! Fuck me hard while I play with our boys' big beautiful dicks!"

Frank and Joe were both getting close. Each brother was playing with one of Carol's breasts, growing more rough as her body shook and her screams increased in pitch and intensity. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she gasped as the orgasm rolled over her body. Her sons moaned with her as they sprayed hot cum on her breasts, pushing her climax to another level. 

Bill slammed his throbbing pole deep into Carol's cunt, releasing another pulse of boiling juice with each thrust. He stayed hard even after spending himself and continued fucking Carol, keeping her climax rolling along until she collapsed on the blanket, limp and gasping for breath. 




Family Nudist Camp Ch. 02



Frank and Joe stared as Bill pulled his penis out of Carol. Her swollen purple-brown pussy lips gaped open, showing her pink interior, gleaming with her juices and his semen. 

Bill looked down between his wife's legs, then from Frank to Joe, fixing them with his eyes. "This is where you started," he said. "I fucked Carol in this little hole and you popped out. Now, you're grown men and we've come full circle."

"Cumming is right!" Carol giggled, opening her eyes, propping herself on her elbows, and looking around at her men. She was sticky, inside and out, with their freshly-squirted juice, but their rods were as hard as ever. Carol knew they'd be ready to shoot again in a few minutes. 

"I need a little break," Carol continued, "but you boys are still ready to play. Go on without me."

Carol sat cross-legged on the blanket as Bill rose to his feet in front of her. Frank and Joe fell to their knees and licked Bill's rigid shaft and flaring head. She was already getting hot again, thinking about her sons tasting her and Bill's mixed juices on his pole. 

Frank and Joe moved down to lick and suck Bill's balls. Carol raised her hands to her breasts, squeezing and caressing them while pinching and twisting her swollen nipples, as she watched Bill's erect penis towering over their sons' bobbing heads. 

"Oh yeah!" Bill gasped as Joe's mouth closed around his swollen pole. He moaned with pleasure as Joe licked and sucked his flaring head before deep-throating his long wide shaft. Frank moved behind Bill, licking the little puckered hole between his father's rolling buttocks and making the man moan even louder. 

Bill fucked Joe's face while Frank ate his ass. Carol stared at the men, running her hands up and down her inner thighs, coming teasingly close to her hot slick mound without touching it. 

When Joe and Frank traded places, Carol rose to her knees, rubbing her thighs together as she squeezed her swollen breasts. 

"Get on your hands and knees!" Bill commanded. Grinning, the brothers scrambled to obey, positioning themselves so Carol had a good view. 

"I'm going to fuck your asses while your mother watches!" Bill growled, squeezing lubricant from a plastic bottle onto his stiff rod. 

"Give it to me, Dad!" Frank whispered as Bill's wide head stretched his rosebud. "All the way up my butt!" His father's 7 inches slid smoothly into his asshole, all the way to the balls. 

"Yeah Black Bear!" Carol purred, slipping a finger into her slick folds. "Fuck our boy's asses!" 

After taking Frank with a dozen long slow thrusts, Bill switched to Joe, moving equally slowly and smoothly inside his younger son. 

"Fuck BOTH our boys' asses!" Carol moaned, sliding a second finger into her steaming snatch. Bill alternated between driving his thick rod into Joe and Frank's butts, going easy at first but quickly increasing his tempo, slapping his crotch against their buttocks. 

Carol's index and middle fingers were coated with her slick juice. She placed them on her clitoris, roughly rubbing the little swollen bud. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Carol cried, manipulating her clit while working her other hand in her pussy. "Fuck our sons' hot tight assholes!" She came violently as Bill alternately slammed his thick rod into Joe and Frank's butts, plowing them for long minutes.

Carol finally collapsed on the blanket, exhausted from her prolonged orgasm. She was sprawled on her back with her legs spread, gasping for breath. The men separated and stood over her. None of them had shot. Their dicks were still rock-hard and dripping pre-cum. 

Once again, Carol recovered after a minute, opening her eyes and grinning up at her men, admiring their stiff poles. 

"Who fucked my ass when I was blindfolded?" she asked. 

"That was me," Joe answered. 

"Come here," Carol said, pulling Joe down between her legs. They kissed passionately as his muscular chest pressed against her hard nipples. "Yeah, give it to me!" she whispered as he slid smoothly into her snatch. "Playing with myself while watching my men fuck was fun, but I need YOUR cock now!"

After taking several long slow deep strokes, Joe shallow-fucked Carol, stimulating her super-sensitive pussy mouth with his flaring head and pushing her close to orgasm before resuming his deep thrusts. She pounded her hips against his, setting a rapid rhythm. 

Bill pressed his hot rod between Joe's rolling buttocks, sliding it easily into his son's lubricated hole. "Oh fuck!" Joe gasped, slamming Carol's snatch even harder. 

With Carol's hot wet cunt gripping his driving cock and Bill's thick pole ramming his ass, Joe came almost immediately, filling her with wave after wave of thick juice. 

"That was wonderful!" Carol sighed, kissing Joe again. "Now, it's Frank's turn!"

Joe pulled out of Carol's pussy and Frank took his place. She started cumming as soon as he was inside, screaming and thrashing as her eldest son hammered her snatch. Bill fucked Frank's ass, making him shoot inside Carol almost as quickly as Joe had done. 

"It's my turn!" Bill growled, pushing Frank away. Carol folded her legs against her chest, pulling her butt into the air and exposing her puckered brown rosebud. 

"Oh yeah, Black Bear!" Carol screamed as her husband's massive pole stretched and filled her. "Fuck my ass, hard and fast!" 

Bill stayed inside Carol for several minutes, roughly butt-fucking her to several intense orgasms before shooting deep in her ass. 

Frank and Joe knelt on opposite sides of their parents' struggling bodies, masturbating as they watched Bill fucking Carol's ass and finally spraying their own loads of hot cum on her face and breasts. 

Totally spent, the family lay on the blanket with their bodies touching, enjoying the afterglow of their physical and emotional intimacy. 

"This is so great!" Carol finally whispered. "All of us together again!"

"Frank and I were talking on the plane," Joe said. "Going to Ivy League colleges is the opportunity of a lifetime and we're making fantastic connections, but we ultimately belong HERE!" 

"It'll be hard going back East," Frank agreed. "But, we've got the whole summer first."

"That's right," Bill agreed. "A LOT is going to happen before you go back to school!"

They all laughed, thinking of the days ahead. 

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and situations are my own creations.

* * * * * * * * * *

Copyright (c) 2008 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

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Family Nudist Camp Ch. 03



Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

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"Here's the road," Jack Ketcham said, looking at the map printed from the Lone Star Ranch website. He was an athletic 18-year-old, with a tall slender body, bright green eyes and unruly black hair curling over his ears and neck. 

"Great!" Jack's father Don replied, slowing the rental car and turning onto the county road. Don was 39, with a tall solid well-muscled body. Like Jack, he was dressed in shorts and a tank top, showing the heavy black hair covering his arms, legs and chest. He was bald, with his remaining curly black hair cut short.

"It's only a couple more miles," Don continued. "The guys on the gay forums really raved about this place and I can't wait to see it in person."

"I'm excited, but kind of scared about going to a nudist camp," Jack said. "Everybody will be naked and I'm afraid I'll get a hard-on." 

"Don't be-self conscious," Don answered, squeezing Jack's thigh. "It won't be like that. It's a relaxed environment where the nudity isn't sexual, until people want it to be. Then, the sex is really intense!" 

A discreet sign reading "Lone Star Ranch" pointed to a side road. Don turned and stopped in front of the main gate, which had a video camera, an electronic lock and a keypad. 

The keypad had a button labeled "office." Don pressed it and a pleasant male voice answered. Don talked to the man for a moment, then the gate swung open. The road to the office wound along tall trees. They drove past a number of narrow roads leading to camping areas and cabins.

The office was in a small log house. The lobby felt more like a living room than a business. "Hi, I'm Bill Maryville," a handsome muscular man Don's age said, coming out of a back room and extending his hand. He was naked and Jack's penis stiffened in his shorts as he tried to stop staring at the man's long thick swinging pole. 

"It's great to have you staying with us," Bill said. His cock lengthened and thickened as he gazed at the sexy father and son. "You're going to have a LOT of fun here!"

Bill and Don quickly ran through the sign-in ritual. "You must be tired after traveling from Brattleboro, Vermont," Bill commented. 

"Yeah!" Don agreed. "It was a long trip to the airport and a three hour flight to Austin. We rented a car there and changed clothes. It's beautiful country and we enjoyed the drive, but we've been going since 3:00 AM." It was mid-afternoon on a Wednesday in late spring.

"We'll take care of that," Bill answered. "Frank!" he called. 

"What is it, Dad?" a naked young man asked, emerging from another back room. He was 6' 2" tall and 21 years old, with buzz-cut black hair and brown eyes. He had the sculpted muscles of a competition body-builder. His penis was almost as long and thick as Bill's. 

Frank grinned at Don and Jack, letting his gaze linger on the bulge in Jack's shorts. "Welcome to Lone Star Ranch," he said. 

"Frank, this is Don and Jack," Bill said, handing him a key on a neck strap. "They'll be staying in Cabin 7."

"That's a great place to stay," Frank said. "It has a beautiful canyon view." He was sure Don and Jack knew the cabin's back porch was a dozen yards away from the Ranch's most popular gay cruising trail. 

"Come on," Frank said, starting for the door. "I'll lead you to the cabin." He climbed onto a mountain bike and took off. Don and Jack followed in their car. 

"I'll have to wear shorts!" Jack groaned, staring at Frank's pumping buttocks, swinging cock and bouncing hairless balls. "I'm so hard now . . . I'll pop a boner as soon as I step outside!"

"I'm just as hard as you are!" Don growled. "Muscle Boy wants us just as badly as we want him! He knows what waving his sexy little asshole is doing to us! Look, he's getting an erection himself!"

Frank rode easily down the paved road, then onto a gravel side road, twisting uphill through the pine trees, enjoying the feel of sun and wind on his bare skin. 

His cock stiffened. Riding naked often got him hard and sensing the lust of the men in the following car increased the effect. He bent over the handlebars and lifted his butt, giving Don and Jack an even more intimate view of his muscular ass and puckered hole. 

They turned onto a side trail, winding several hundred yards to a clearing on the side of a deep canyon. A large log cabin faced the canyon. 

Frank slammed the mountain bike around 180 degrees and skidded to a stop beside the cabin. He hopped off the bike, not even breathing hard. His erection subsided as he watched Don and Jack park and get out of their car, but he could still feel the heaviness in his cock and balls. 

"Cabin 7 has a living room overlooking the canyon, a large bedroom with a king-sized bed, a bathroom with a shower and sunken tub, and a kitchen-dining area. The back door leads to an INTERESTING hiking trail," Frank said as Don unlocked the door. 

Jack had already popped the trunk. "Let's take the luggage inside," Don answered, returning to the car. "I don't want to come back out to get anything."

There were two suitcases and a computer briefcase. It only took the three men a minute stow the bags in the bedroom closet. 

"There's an information packet on the kitchen counter," Frank said automatically. His penis lengthened and thickened as he gazed at the bulges in Don and Jack's shorts. 

"If you've spent much time looking at our website, you already know what's in the packet. The printed map will be helpful until you learn your way around. There's also a formal event schedule for the week. You'll find out about the things that aren't on the schedule soon enough. Do you have any questions?" 

Don and Jack stared at Frank with undisguised lust. "How long does your dick get?" Jack asked. 

"Take your clothes off and you'll find out," Frank answered. He kicked his shoes and socks off, quickly growing to full hardness as he watched the sexy father and son strip. Freed from their confining shorts, Don and Jack's cocks snapped to instant attention. 

Naked, all three men stood in a circle beside the bed, admiring each other's hard bodies and rigid poles. 

Frank's cock was 6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick with a broad plow-shaped head. A flaring Vee ran down to his deep corneal ring. His big bulging balls were shaved and his pubic hair was closely cropped. Pre-cum was leaking from the tiny lips at his throbbing tip. 

Don and Jack both had plow-shaped cock-heads flaring to 2" and 1-1/2" thick shafts. Don's penis was 6" long. At 5-3/4", Jack had nearly caught up with him in length. Jack's pubic region, like his arms and chest, had a light dusting of black hair. Don's crotch was a forest of the thick curly black hair that covered the rest of his body.

"You were right, Dad!" Jack said, kissing Don passionately. "We're going to have a LOT of fun here!"

Frank wrapped his hands around Don and Jack's stiff rods and pulled the two men to him. The three fondled each others' cocks and balls as Don and Jack took turns tongue-kissing Frank. 

Jack fell to his knees and pulled Don and Frank together, taking both of them in his mouth. He wrapped his thumb and index fingers around the bases of their rigid shafts, stroking the stiff rods while squeezing the men's balls with his remaining fingers.

"This is SO hot!" Frank whispered, rubbing cock-heads with Don as Jack licked and sucked them. 

Frank ran his fingers through Don's thick curly chest hair as the older man gripped Frank's nipples, pinching and twisting them. 

"Yeah!" Don agreed. "Jack and I love body builders. We heard a lot about Lone Star Ranch in gay chat rooms, but we didn't expect to meet someone as sexy as you, especially not right away."

"Father-son studs like you two can be as active as YOU want here at the Ranch," Frank answered, digging his fingernails into Don's nipples and making the man groan with pleasure. "Lots of guys, and girls too, are going to be after your bods. I just feel lucky to be first."

Jack released Don and Frank. "I'm ready to get my butt fucked!" he said, heading for the closet where the suitcases were stored. 

"There's lube in the nightstand," Frank said. "Lone Star Ranch tries to supply all our guests' basic needs. You have to bring your own toys, though."

Jack stopped in his tracks. "We don't need extra equipment!" he laughed, moving to the bed. "Hands, mouth, cock, ass . . . everything is built in!" He opened a nightstand drawer and selected a plastic squeeze bottle, leaving it on the bed as he approached the men.

Don and Frank were standing side by side, fondling each others' cocks and balls. "I sure hope you're a top!" Jack said, wrapping his fingers around Frank's stiff pole. 

"Oh yeah, I love to fuck!" Frank agreed as Jack dragged him to the bed. "I like to take it up the ass too," he added, looking at Don over his shoulder. 

Jack lay in the middle of the bed with his knees folded against his chest, lifting his ass in the air and pulling his round buttocks open. 

Frank squeezed a line of lube onto his index finger and pressed it against Jack's puckered hole. It slid inside easily. "Come on, Muscle Boy!" Jack gasped. "I'm ready for your big hot rod!" 

Frank lubricated his stiff shaft and took Jack with one long thrust, ending with his balls pressed against Jack's butt cheeks. "You've got a hot sexy ass!" Frank gasped. 

"Oh fuck!" Jack cried. "Your cock feels great in my butt. Now, give it to me hard!"

"You're going to get it when I'm ready!" Frank answered, slowly plowing Jack. He was close to cumming and wanted to gain more control. 

After a few strokes, Frank relaxed, taking Jack with long steady thrusts, occasionally pausing to slow-fuck the boy's tight rosebud, stretching it with his swollen cock-head.

Don took the little squeeze bottle and moved behind Frank. "Yeah Big Bear Daddy!" Frank growled. "Put your big long pole up me while I fuck your Teen Stud son's butt!" 

Frank felt a finger coated with cool jelly pressing into his asshole, joined an instant later by a second finger, stretching him easily and spreading the lubricant around inside. 

"Come on, Daddy!" Frank whispered when Don pulled his fingers out, gripped his shaft and positioned his wide plow-shaped head between Frank's rolling buttocks. "Give it to me good!"

"Yeah, Son!" Don answered. Frank screamed in pleasure as Don drove his length up Frank's ass. 

"Muscle Boy, you're so good!" Jack cried, stroking his own swollen prick as Frank slammed his long hard tool into the boy's butt. 

"This is great!" Frank groaned. "Fucking sexy Teen Stud's hot ass while Big Daddy plows me . . ."

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" Frank screamed, spraying Jack's tight hole with every thrust.

"Yeah, Muscle Boy!" Jack cried. "Squirt in me!" Cream burst from his hard pole as Frank's semen splashed his anal walls. 

Don was cumming as Frank clamped his driving rod. "Oh fuck yeah, Big Daddy!" Frank moaned. "Shoot up my ass. Pump my butt full of your cum. Oh yeah!" 

Temporarily spent, the men lay on their backs, with Frank in the middle. 

This is a GREAT welcome!" Don said, rolling onto his side, pulling Frank to his chest and kissing him passionately. 

"It's my special service for special guests," Frank answered. Don's curly chest hair scratched his nipples. He'd softened after his orgasm, but was already hard again. So was Don. 

Frank and Don rubbed cocks as they lay on their sides, continuing to kiss open-mouthed. Behind Frank, Jack put his stiff teen prick between Frank's buttocks, humping the older man without attempting to push into his asshole. 

Don suddenly pulled away and rolled onto his back with his butt in the air. "All right, Muscle Boy!" he growled. "I've fucked your hot ass. Now, I'm ready for you to stick your big thick pole in me!"

"Oh yeah!" Frank agreed, moving between Don's open thighs and lubricating the man's anus and his own hard rod. "Here it is, Big Bear!" 

"God, Muscle Boy!" Don moaned as Frank plowed his ass with long steady thrusts. "This is great!"

"It's hot fucking my Big Daddy Bear!" Frank answered, pulling his stiff prick out until it was barely kissing Don's puckered pink hole, then slamming his whole length inside, all the way to his balls. 

As the men continued fucking, Frank ran his fingers through Don's curly chest hair and played with the older man's nipples, pinching and twisting them. Don moaned with pleasure, stroking his own swollen prick. 

"That's right!" Frank whispered when Jack moved behind him. "Put your Teen Stud cock up my ass while I fuck your Dad! . . ."

"Oh yeah!" Frank cried as Jack instantly complied, slipping in to the hilt with one quick thrust. Frank's penis throbbed and he stopped moving inside Don, wondering if he was going to shoot right then.

After a few seconds the feeling passed and Frank resumed thrusting. It was wonderful being in the middle with the Ketcham father and son. Each man was great in front and back. 

"God, Muscle Boy!" Jack gasped, synchronizing his motions with Frank. "Your asshole is so hot and tight!" Hot cum burst from his swollen tip, splashing Frank's anal walls. 

The sensations almost set Frank off, but he managed to hold back and continue plowing Don with hard fast thrusts. 

"Here I come, Daddy Bear!" Frank gasped as he rammed Don's ass, shooting hot cream with each rough thrust. 

"Yeah, Muscle Boy!" Don cried as cum burst from his cock, splashing his hairy belly and chest. 

Jack straddled Don's chest, jacking his hard teenage prick until he was at the edge of orgasm, then rubbing his throbbing pole against his father's curly pelt and shooting into the fur. 

Spent, Frank's penis softened and he pulled out of Don's butt. "That was really great!" he said, kissing Don and then Jack. 

The clock on the nightstand read 4:57 PM."The dining hall opens in a half-hour," Frank said. "Are you eating there?" Don nodded. "It's time to get ready. You don't need clothes, but you'll want to clean up."

Frank used the shower first. Don and Jack lay on the bed, kissing.

"I'm not afraid of being naked in public any more," Jack said. "I know I'll only get a hard-on when I want it." He thought for a moment. "Or when another guy wants it."

Don laughed, fondling Jack's rod, which had swollen as he spoke. "Lots of people are going to want you!" he said. "The guys on the forums were telling the truth. This IS a sexual playground! We're going to have a lot of fun here!"

When Frank stepped out of the bathroom, Don and Jack rose to kiss him. "I'll see you soon," Frank said as he prepared to leave. "You'll LOVE meeting my family and our friends!"

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and situations are my own creations.

* * * * * * * * * *

Copyright (c) 2008 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.



Family Nudist Camp Ch. 04



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Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

* * * * *

The mountain bike lifted off the ground as Joe Maryville jumped a six-inch stream running across the trail. 

He was 20 years old and 6' tall, with the sculpted muscles of a competition body-builder. He had curly dark brown collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. Except for his high-topped sneakers, cross-country helmet and long-fingered gloves, he was naked.

The trail rose steeply and Joe pushed his speed until he was breathing hard. It was early on a Wednesday morning in late spring. The feel of the sun and wind on his bare skin excited him and his cock stiffened as he climbed. 

The evergreen forest thinned out at the top of the hill, where a barb wire fence marked the boundary between Lone Star Ranch and the adjoining Rocking-M. Joe grinned as he saw the figure standing beside the parked pickup truck, fixing a break in the fence. 

He called out and Tyra MacDonald, the Rocking-M manager, looked up from her work. Her eyes widened when she saw Joe naked on the mountain bike, pulling up in front of her. His penis had softened, but was still long and thick.

Tyra was 25 years old, tall, slender and muscular from tough ranch work, with curly sun-bleached brown hair and sparkling green eyes. She was wearing her usual battered cowboy hat and boots, tight blue jeans and an unbuttoned man's shirt over a form-fitting tank-top.

She'd met Joe and his older brother Frank on Monday at the bus station. They'd come home from college early as a surprise. There was nobody to pick them up, so Tyra gave them a ride. 

"I've never been to Lone Star Ranch," she'd said, fantasizing about seeing the brothers naked. "Do I have to take my clothes off?" Her nipples, already erect, had grown harder at the thought of baring her body.

"No, that's completely optional!" Frank had laughed. There were pronounced bulges in his and Joe's shorts and she had been sure the men could smell the juices soaking her panties.

At the ranch, they stopped to talk to Anne Bullock, the manager. She was a tall voluptuous black woman in her early forties, dressed only in hiking boots and a leather tool belt holding keys, PDA, phone and several pouches. 

Tyra was fascinated by Anne's heavy chocolate breasts and large smoothly-rounded buttocks and found it hard to keep from staring at Anne's body.

"Come back this weekend for a swim," Joe had urged as he and Frank were unloading their luggage at the big log house. "There will be lots of people here then. Nobody will think you're weird if you wear a swimsuit, but you'll be so comfortable you won't want one."

"Being naked isn't always sexual," Frank had added. "It's just being natural, and comfortable with your body." 

"What if I like being sexual?" Tyra had asked teasingly.

"That's natural, too!" Joe had answered. Tyra hugged him, flattening her breasts against his chest and pressing her crotch against the bone in his shorts. 

"I'd better go!" she'd said huskily, kissing Joe quickly, then turning to give Frank an equally intimate embrace. "Chores don't do themselves."

"I WILL see you this weekend . . . if not sooner." Tyra had climbed into her pickup and roared away. She'd been so turned on, it was hard to concentrate on driving. 

"Hi Joe," Tyra said as the naked man leaned the mountain bike against the fence. "It's good to see you again."

She tried to keep her eyes on Joe's face as he removed his helmet and gloves, but the sight of his sculpted chest and flat belly relentlessly guided her gaze to his clean-shaven pubic area, long thick penis and hairless balls. 

"Good morning, Tyra," Joe answered. Her shirt was open and her form-fitting tank-top revealed her erect nipples. His cock stirred at the sight. Even with his relaxed nudist attitudes, being naked with a fully-clothed woman was a big turn-on. 

"It's good to see you so soon, rather than having to wait until Saturday," Joe said. "I'm a little surprised you're mending fences personally. I thought the Rocking-M had three hired hands."

"Sitting around an office with computers and spreadsheets isn't much fun," Tyra answered. "I like to get my hands dirty and fixing this stretch of fence was a good way to get out. If I didn't need the pickup to haul tools and wire, I'd have ridden Blue."

"That's Bluebonnet Lightning, my three-year-old stallion," Tyra elaborated. "Grandma Mike gave him to me when I took the manager job and he's mine even if I leave. I spend as much time on him as I can."

"We should go riding," Joe said. "Lone Star Ranch has horses and I'm pretty good in the saddle."

"I bet you are!" Tyra said automatically, then blushed. After an instant of awkward silence, she and Joe both laughed, a little nervously. 

"I'm ready to take a break," Tyra said. "I have a blanket and lemonade. There's a shady grove a quarter mile away. Want to join me?"

"Sure!" Joe answered, springing over the fence. Tyra winced as his penis swung near the wicked barbs, but he avoided them with easy grace, landing lightly beside her. 

"This is strange," Tyra said as they approached the truck. 

"Being outdoors with a naked man?" Joe asked. 

"Yeah, but not in the way I'd expected," she answered thoughtfully. "It feels like you belong here and I'm out of place in these clothes."

"That's easily fixed," Joe answered, grinning.

"It sure is!" Tyra agreed brightly. She lowered the tailgate and laid a saddle blanket from the pickup bed on the ground behind it. 

Joe watched appreciatively as she removed her battered cowboy hat and work shirt, then sat on the tailgate to take her boots and tight blue jeans off, leaving her dressed in white work socks, plain white panties and the tank top. 

She wasn't wearing a bra and the tank top's thin tightly-stretched fabric seemed painted on Tyra's breasts and hard nipples. Sitting on the tailgate with her legs spread to show her panties' damp crotch, she pulled the tank top over her head, grinning at Joe's swelling penis. 

Tyra pushed her panties down around her ankles. One foot came out easily, but the other one caught. She laughed and kicked, sending the filmy garment flying off into the pasture. 

She stood up on the saddle blanket and turned to face Joe, naked except for her socks. Her green eyes were sparkling with excitement.

Tyra's tall body was slender and muscular. Her B-cup breasts were firm and pear-shaped, with wide tan areolas and hard pink nipples. 

The thick dark brown hair covering her mound matched the long curly sun-bleached brown hair on her head. Her pussy lips were neat rolls of puffy tan flesh, the same shade as her areolas. 

"I never realized it would feel this good!" Tyra whispered, climbing into the pickup bed and standing with her arms and legs spread, exposing her body to the sun, sky and the world around them. 

She jumped onto the saddle blanket and kissed Joe quickly before putting her boots on. "I'm ready to go now," she said, taking a vacuum flask and blanket from the truck cab. 

Joe and Tyra walked to the grove hand-in-hand. "How's your family?" she asked. "It must be great being back together." 

"It is," Joe agreed. "We're very close. Frank and I are coming home after we graduate from college."

"Where is your brother?" Tara asked as they spread the blanket in a shady spot. "Not that I mind being alone with you . . ."

"Lone Star Ranch has always been a family business," Joe answered. "Frank and I do a lot of work when we're home on vacation."

"Mom convinced Anne Bullock to spend the day at the lake with her," he continued. "Dad is covering for Anne. Frank is upgrading the accounting software. I didn't have anything to do this morning and I LOVE naked mountain biking. It's not something I can do in Cambridge."

They removed their shoes, boots and socks and sat cross-legged on the blanket with their knees almost touching. 

Tyra's nipples grew even tighter when she realized her spread legs pulled her pussy lips open, showing Joe a little of her hot pink interior. 

"How's Mike?" Joe asked, looking into Tyra's eyes and pretending not to notice her open mound, already glistening with her juices. "Frank and I have known her since we were babies. She's our third grandmother."

Tyra's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at Joe, trying to focus on his face rather than his body. Even soft, his penis was long and thick. It was easy to imagine it erect. 

Her hands trembled slightly as she unscrewed the cup from the vacuum flask and poured lemonade into it. "Here, you go first," Tyra said, handing the cup to Joe. She was surprised that her voice was steady. "I'm sure you don't mind sharing."

"That's good lemonade!" Joe said, drinking half the liquid in one long swallow and passing the cup to Tyra. "Our family has always been close to the MacDonald clan," he continued. "We've shared a LOT more than drinks."

"Mom's an executive in Philadelphia and I grew up there," Tyra said. " I was born before she married Dad, which is why my name's MacDonald, rather than Bolens."

"Dad's a born-again Christian. Mom fell out with Mike after she married him and adopted his faith. They think she's a sinner. Mom and Dad wouldn't pay for me to go to Texas A & M, so I worked my way through. They're not happy I'm managing the Rocking-M for Mike now, either."

"That's too bad," Joe answered. "Your parents probably wouldn't think much of the Maryville family. "We believe in that 'sinful' stuff about love, freedom and human potential."

"I love Mom and Dad, but I never fit in," Tyra said, finishing the cup and setting it down. "When I met Mike I felt I was really home for the first time." 

Almost unconsciously, she leaned toward Joe. "Mike showed me how to LIVE!"

Tyra's lips met Joe's. They were still cool and sweet from the lemonade, but they warmed quickly as the kisses rapidly progressed from soft and tender to passionate and open-mouthed.

Joe and Tyra rose to their knees as one. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling their bodies together and flattening her breasts against his chest. 

She gripped his buttocks, moaning in pleasure at the feel of his male hardness as she rubbed her belly against his erect dick.

"Let's lie down," Tyra whispered. "I want you to fuck me NOW!"

"You're a lot like Mike," Joe said as he moved to give Tyra space on the blanket. "She grabs everything by the horns and runs with it!" He grinned at Tyra's expression. "I guess that garbles a few clichés," he laughed. 

Tyra wrapped her fingers around Joe's rigid pole and gently pulled him to kneel between her open thighs. "I don't need clichés," she giggled, then dropped her voice to a sultry growl. "Just your big hard cock!" 

Pre-cum was running over Joe's broad plow-shaped head and down his shaft. Tyra's curly brown pubic hair was moist with her juices. 

"Oh fuck!" she moaned as he slipped a finger into her folds. She was hot and slick inside. "Please Baby! Give it to me right now!"

Joe pulled his finger out and pressed his stiff prick between her swollen brown pussy lips. "Oh God Joe!" Tyra growled as he slowly slid into her. "I've been dreaming about you. This is even better than my fantasies!"

"You're a hot sexy Cowgirl," Joe gasped as her slick muscular snatch clamped his pole. He pushed forward until his balls were pressed against her furry mound. 

Tyra held still, carried away by the feeling of having Joe deep inside her. "Fuck yeah!" she whispered. After a moment, she started rocking her hips, slowly at first but gaining speed like an accelerating locomotive, with Joe's cock moving like a piston inside her. 

Tyra grabbed Joe's hands and placed them on her firm breasts. "Play with my tits while you fuck me!" she commanded. "Don't hold back. I'm a tough cowgirl and I like it rough!" 

"You've got it, Cowgirl!" Joe said, grinning wickedly. "I've been thinking about you TOO and I'm ready to give you exactly what you want!"

"Yeah, that's right!" Tyra cried as Joe's fingers dug into her flesh. "Squeeze my tits while you fuck me hard!" The pain as he pinched her hard nipples magically increased the pleasure from the friction of his hot rod sliding in and out of her hot tight cunt. 

"Oh God, Baby! That's SO good!" The heat in her breasts and between her legs radiated through her body as she slapped her hips against his. "Ride me hard, Cowboy! I'm cumming!"

"Cum for me, Cowgirl!" Joe cried, driving his throbbing rod deep into Tyra's convulsing snatch. "Cum for me hard!"

"God, yeah!" Tyra screamed as Joe's hot juice flooded her pussy. "Shoot your gun, Cowboy! Shoot it deep inside me! Fill me with your hot cum! Oh God! Oh fuck!!" Her screams filled the quiet grove as he slammed her over and over, releasing another pulse with each thrust. 

Finally spent, Joe lowered his upper body onto Tyra's chest, supporting part of his weight with his elbows as they kissed passionately. His penis, only slightly softened, remained deep inside her. 

"Sexy Cowboy!" Tyra purred. Her orgasm had increased her desire, rather than reducing it. She held her pussy muscles tight and rocked her hips slowly, keeping Joe stimulated. "This is the best ever! Doing this outside in broad daylight makes me feel so free!"

"Despite all our civilization and technology, we're still wild creatures at heart," Joe answered. "Sometimes we need to get rid of our clothes and inhibitions and reconnect with nature and ourselves."

"We're certainly connected with nature NOW!" Tyra purred, clamping Joe's pole even tighter and moving her hips faster. "And your big hard cock's connected to my tight hot snatch! It's so fucking good! Give it to me again! . . . Please!"

"Yeah Cowgirl!" Joe responded, pumping Tyra's muscular cunt until she screamed and thrashed from a violent orgasm. His dick throbbed, but it was too soon to shoot again. He continued fucking her, keeping her orgasm going until she collapsed on the blanket gasping for breath. 

Joe lay still between Tyra's legs. She was spread-eagled on the blanket, limp with her eyes closed, her ragged breathing making her breasts undulate erotically. 

"No!" Tyra moaned as Joe's softening penis slipped out of her pussy. 

"Don't worry, Cowgirl," he answered, lying beside Tyra and taking her in his arms. "I've got a lot more for you."

"I bet you do!" Tyra agreed. She'd recovered her breath and she kissed Joe passionately. He could feel her heart beating rapidly as he held her. 

"My sexy Cowboy gave me a GREAT ride!" Tyra purred. "Joe, you're such a good lover I feel lucky you have time for me. You must have a whole string of sexy fillies lined up . . ."

"It's not like that!" Joe protested. "I'M not like that! You're really special! Our family is very close and I can already tell you'll fit in. Grandpa's a hippie and he'll say we were fated to meet."

"Fated to fuck like minks!" Tyra giggled, kissing Joe again. 

"Mike's known your grandparents for over 35 years and she's told me a lot about them. Their hippie names are 'Mountain Storm' and 'Rainbow.' Mike is named 'Mother Eagle.'"

"Those are 'family' names," Joe answered. "We all have them. Mom and Dad are 'Honey Bear' and 'Black Bear,' while Frank and I are 'Big Bear' and 'Little Bear.'"

"Mike calls me 'Baby Eagle' sometimes," Tyra confided. "It makes me feel good to have a private name. It's a part of me I only share with SPECIAL people."

"Here's something else I don't share often," she whispered, rolling Joe onto his back and kneeling beside him. 

Joe's penis had softened after his near-orgasm, but it stiffened rapidly as Tyra took him in her mouth, running her lips up and down his shaft. The mingled tastes of his semen and her juices were almost overpowering as she sucked his cock-head, probing his cum-slit with her tongue. 

"Oh yeah, Cowgirl!" Joe gasped as Tyra's fingers closed on his balls, rhythmically squeezing them as she sucked his dick. "You're so good! . . . Oh!" 

Joe rolled his hips, driving his stiff cock in and out of Tyra's eager mouth. She took him eagerly, gripping his balls and stroking his shaft, pulling away just long enough to gasp "Fuck my face, Baby! As hard as you want!"

"Oh Baby Eagle!" Joe cried, roughly gripping one of Tyra's breasts and pinching her nipple as her head bobbed over his thrusting crotch. 

"Ummmmm!" Tyra purred as Joe's hot juice filled her mouth. He screamed and jerked, shooting almost endlessly as she milked him, sucking his throbbing cock-head while relentlessly jacking his stiff rod and squeezing his swollen nuts. 

She kept him going even after the juice was gone, thrashing on the blanket until he finally gasped "No more!" and gently pushed her away. 

"Oh Little Bear!" Tyra whispered, straddling Joe's hips and bending forward to kiss him open-mouthed. The taste of his cum on her lips and tongue was strong. 

He fondled her firm breasts and pinched her hard nipples as they continued kissing. Her puffy pussy lips brushed his spent cock, keeping him erect. 

Joe gripped Tyra's waist and pulled her body forward until her breasts were hanging over his face. "Yeah Little Bear! Play with my tits!" Tyra moaned as he kissed and licked her heavy flesh. 

Like riding a horse bareback, she gripped Joe's waist with her thighs and rubbed her mound against his flat belly. The friction heat spread rapidly through her body, merging with the sensations generated by his experienced hands and mouth. She'd almost melted when he lifted her off his body.

"Jesus, Little Bear!" Tyra muttered as he laid her on her back and knelt at the edge of the blanket with his head between her spread thighs. 

He stared at her open vulva in fascination for several seconds. Inside her puffy brown outer lips, Tyra was pink and gleaming wet. 

Joe slipped his tongue into Tyra's hot wet tunnel, tasting her juices and his own cum. He thrust into her slippery walls as far as his tongue could reach and was rewarded with a fresh flow of juice. He lapped and sucked it greedily. 

"Joe, that's so good," Tyra whispered dreamily as his tongue probed her sweet interior, surrendering herself to the pleasurable sensations. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" she cried as Joe slid his tongue to the top of her folds, slipping under her clit hood and stroking her little swollen bud. 

"Eat me, Little Bear!" Tyra moaned as Joe wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked her hard. "Eat my hot snatch!"

"Oh my God!" Tyra gasped as Joe alternated between caressing her swollen clitoris and thrusting his tongue deep into her hot slick wet interior. "Eat me Joe! Do it just like that!" 

She suddenly screamed and clamped Joe's head with her thighs. He held on as she writhed on the bed, splashing his face with her juices, driving his tongue deep into her pussy as her fleshy mound battered his nose and cheeks, keeping her cumming until she collapsed on the blanket gasping for breath. 

"Baby, that was so good," Tyra whispered, opening her eyes and grinning at Joe. She pulled him down on top of her, her hard nipples pressing into his flat chest as their lips met, mouths opening and tongues seeking . . . 

"You taste so good!" she giggled after licking his face. 

"Yeah, that's your taste!" Joe answered. "I've never had a woman spray me like that before."

"You're a special man," Tyra said. "I don't gush like that very often."

They kissed again, and again, until Tyra finally said, "Joe, you're hard again. Do you think you can . . ."

He could and did, pushing her to a long screaming orgasm before shooting deep inside her. 

Afterwards, they lay together, kissing softly and enjoying the closeness of their cooling bodies. 




Family Nudist Camp Ch. 04



"I'm ruined!" Tyra said dreamily. "I never want to wear clothes again! This is the way my body should be . . . bare under the warm blue sky!"

She suddenly laughed and sat up. "You've done something to me . . . no not just THAT . . ." Tyra laughed again as she poured more lemonade, draining the cup, then refilling it and handing it to Joe, who drank equally thirstily.

"The world changed when you got off the bus with your brother," Tyra continued. "The process had already started when I met Aunt Mike, but everything has completely shifted now. I'm not sure who I am, but I'm eager to find out."

"Welcome to REAL life . . . Pilgrim!" Joe drawled, kissing Tyra. The lemonade on their lips and tongues tasted sweet and tart. 

"Until I met you, I'd be afraid to tell a man this, especially right after our first time . . ." Tyra giggled, nervous in spite of herself. "I guess I should say times . . ." 

Joe was silent, looking at Tyra encouragingly. "My boyfriend was cheating on me. I was glad to take the job with Aunt Mike and get away from him but it's been a while since I've had a man," she said. "Every night since I met you at the bus station, I've been masturbating and fantasizing about you."

"That's something a man always loves hearing," Joe replied cautiously. 

"We've just had great sex . . . and I want a LOT more . . . but I have to be honest. I've been fantasizing about you . . . and another man . . ."

"Yeah?" Joe responded calmly. "Anyone I know?"

"Your brother Frank."

"That shows good taste," Joe said, waiting for Tyra to continue.

"I've been fantasizing about making love one-on-one with you and also with Frank, but I'm also having a kinky fantasy about fucking both of you at the same time. I hope that doesn't scare you"

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and situations are my own creations.

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Copyright © 2009 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

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Family Nudist Camp Ch. 05



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Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

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Tyra MacDonald slowed her pickup at the discreet sign reading "Lone Star Ranch" and turned onto the side road. She stopped in front of the main gate, which had a video camera, an electronic lock, and a keypad. 

She pressed the button labeled "office." After a moment, a warm deep female voice answered. As soon as she'd announced herself, the woman on the intercom said, "Hi, Baby. This is Anne. It's good to have you back so soon."

"Frank and Joe invited me to come swimming," Tyra answered. "I didn't have too much work this morning, so I decided to take them up on it."

"Great!" Anne said. "Joe told me to assign you a key code. Stop by the office and I'll give it to you. It's not so busy today." 

The gate swung open and Tyra drove through the pine forest past the narrow roads leading to camping areas and cabins to the central clearing. 

The office was a small log house across the road from the Olympic-sized swimming pool and gym. She parked her truck and walked into the lobby. It felt more like a living room than a business.

Anne Bullock, the Lone Star Ranch manager, was a tall voluptuous athletic black woman in her early forties, with smooth coffee-and-cream-colored skin, large firm breasts with wide dark chocolate areolas and thick cylindrical nipples, big smoothly-rounded buttocks, and long hair cascading down to her shoulders. 

"Hello Tyra," Anne said, rushing to hug the younger woman. "It's so good to see you again. I'm glad you came when I'm not running around madly, trying to keep this place going."

"I understand what it's like," Tyra answered. "I manage the Rocking M ranch. She was 25, tall and slender with curly sun-bleached brown hair and sparkling green eyes, wearing battered cowboy boots, tight blue jeans and a form-fitting tank-top. 

"Let me get you the key code while I'm thinking of it," Anne said. "Shall I call the house? It will only take Frank and Joe a few minutes to get here."

"There's no hurry," Tyra answered, staring at the sexy black woman's rolling buttocks and swinging thighs as Anne walked over to the desk against the wall and bent over to retrieve a slip of paper from a bottom drawer, exposing the dark brown puckered circle between her butt cheeks and the thin line of purple flesh splitting her mound, almost hidden under her thick curly pubic hair.

She normally wasn't interested in women, but Tyra felt her nipples hardening and the heat growing between her legs as she watched Anne return. She thanked her and slipped the paper into the back pocket of her blue jeans after memorizing the number on it.  

"There's no reason for me to stay dressed," Tyra said. The tank top's thin tightly-stretched fabric seemed painted on her breasts and hard nipples. She was pleased at the way Anne watched her as she pulled the tank top over her head, revealing her firm little pear-shaped breasts, with wide tan areolas and hard pink nipples. 

Tyra sat on the sofa to remove her boots, white work socks, and blue jeans. She spread her legs to show Anne her plain white panties' damp crotch before taking the filmy garment off. 

The thick dark brown hair covering her mound matched the long curly sun-bleached brown hair on her head. Her pussy lips were neat rolls of puffy tan flesh, the same shade as her areolas. 

Wordlessly, she rose to her feet and moved into Anne's arms. Their breasts pressed together as they kissed passionately, rubbing hard nipples and running hands over each others' thighs and buttocks.

"Come on, Baby," Anne said, taking Tyra's hand and leading her down the hall, past a bathroom and an office with a desk and filing cabinets to a room with heavy curtains and a double bed. 

Tyra ran her hands over Anne's heavy breasts, feeling the heat spread through her body as she pinched and twisted the woman's swollen nipples. 

"I've never done this before," Tyra confessed. "I fooled around with other girls when we were teenagers, but I've never been with a grown woman." 

"Are you afraid?" Anne's rich warm deep voice washed over her like a comforting blanket.

"No, I want this more than I ever imagined," Tyra whispered. 

Tyra laughed. "I had a fantasy a few nights ago. I was a teenage virgin girl, flying to see my explorer father. The plane crashed in the jungle and I was the only survivor. A big black Amazon rescued me and taught me to be a woman."

She gasped in surprise and delight as Anne picked her up and carried her to the bed. "Oh yeah!" she cried. "I'm your eager little virgin. Take me any way you want."

Anne lay Tyra on the bed and straddled her chest, lowering her big heavy breasts onto the young woman's face. "Eat my tits, Baby!" she commanded. "Lick and kiss them. Suck my nipples. Oh yeah! You do that good, for a virgin." 

She finally pulled away and kissed Tyra on the lips and face before moving down her body. Tyra moaned as Anne played with her little breasts. "Yeah!" she cried as the black woman pulled her pussy open and slid her tongue inside. "Eat me, sexy Amazon Baby! Make a real woman out of me!"

Tyra screamed as Anne licked her pussy and sucked her clit, cumming until she finally collapsed on the bed, exhausted. Anne lay beside her and she moved into the big woman's arms. "I've never come that hard from being eaten," she gasped, kissing Anne.

It only took Tyra a minute to recover her breath. "My big beautiful Amazon," she whispered. "You really ARE teaching me to be a woman!"

Anne rolled onto her back and guided Tyra's head between her open thighs. "It's time for your next lesson," she growled. Anne fondled her tits, pinching and twisting her swollen nipples as Tyra's tongue probed her hot snatch. She was already on the edge of orgasm when Tyra's lips closed on her clit, sucking it like a tiny cock. 

Tyra held on as Anne screamed and thrashed, her face battered by the big woman's rocking pelvis, cumming herself as she kept Anne's climax going, thrusting rough fingers into the black woman's wet cunt and sucking her clit. 

Anne finally lay limp on the bed and Tyra moved back to kiss her. "My little virgin learns FAST!" she said. "You must have some Amazon blood of your own."

"I have a good, sexy teacher," Tyra answered. After that, they were both silent, lying in each others' arms in warm contentment for long minutes.

A tone sounded from the front room. It was gentle but penetrating. 

"That's the gate," Anne sighed. "It's time to get back to work." She and Tyra kissed quickly, then rose from the bed. 

"You don't work all the time," Tyra said. "I want to get a lot more love lessons from my sexy Amazon teacher."

"Don't worry, Explorer Girl," Anne answered, kissing Tyra again. "I've got a lot planned for my little almost-virgin. We'll get together again soon." She rushed out to the lobby to answer the intercom.

Tyra walked into the front room just as Anne finished talking to the new guests and opened the front gate. "I called the big house," she said. "Frank and Joe will be meeting me at the pool in a few minutes."

Anne hugged Tyra. "Is this just a swimming date, or is something else going to happen?" she asked, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Girls are wonderful, but I really love cock!" she confided. 

"Joe and I did it yesterday," Tyra confessed, giggling with nervous excitement. "We accidentally met at the property line and . . . it just happened." She blushed slightly. "Afterwards, I told Joe I wanted to have him and Frank together."

"I'll bet he liked the idea," Anne said. "You're a lucky girl! The brothers are really sexy and fun!" 

A car stopped outside. Anne kissed Tyra quickly as the car doors slammed. She turned away to greet the guests as the front door opened.

"I'll see you later," Tyra said casually, giving Anne a hug before walking out the door and crossing the road to the pool. 

The Olympic swimming pool was enclosed by a 4' wire fence. Tyra opened the gate and stepped inside. A wide concrete apron, scattered with patio furniture, surrounded the pool. The showers were spray heads mounted over drains at the back edge of the patio. The only permanent structure was a corrugated metal building housing the bathrooms. 

Tyra took a towel from a hamper and looked around. There was no-one in sight. She dropped the towel on a nearby chaise lounge, climbed the ladder to the 10' diving board, walked to the end and looked around the wide clearing that housed the Lone Star Ranch compound.

The concrete and glass gym, its roof gleaming with solar panels, was separated from the pool area by a grassy meadow 30' wide. Frank and Joe came around the gym's back corner, stopping in surprise when they saw her.

"Wow!" Frank whispered, staring at Tyra's tall slender muscular body, with her little pear-shaped breasts and thick brown pubic hair. "She's even hotter than I imagined!"

Already excited from her encounter with Anne, Tyra felt her nipples grow even tighter and the heat in her pussy increase as she looked down at the brothers. 

Frank was 6' 2" tall and 21 years old, with buzz-cut black hair and brown eyes. Joe was 2" shorter and a year younger. He had curly dark brown collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. Both had the sculpted muscles of competition body-builders and long thick cocks, which were already starting to stiffen as they grinned up at her. 

Tyra smiled back and turned away as the men approached, showing them her sexy ass as she walked back to the ladder. Turning smoothly, she covered the length of the board in a few graceful bounds and launched herself in a smooth arc, barely disturbing the surface as she arrowed into the water. Swimming underwater with powerful dolphin strokes, she reached the shallow end in seconds, surfacing to see Frank and Joe standing at the pool's edge. 

Both men were now fully erect. Frank's cock was 6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick. Joe's was only slightly smaller. Their rods had broad plow-shaped heads, with flaring Vees running down to their deep corneal rings. Their big bulging balls were shaved clean. Frank's pubic hair was closely cropped while Joe was shaved. Pre-cum gleamed from both their tips. 

She stood up, pleased that she wasn't breathing hard. She was in good shape and swimming was easier without the drag of a suit. Her breasts were heavy and firm with elongated pink nipples in the center of swollen wide tan areolas.

"I couldn't wait," Tyra said, spreading her legs and squeezing her thighs as she stared up at Frank and Joe. "I just got SO hot!" She arched her back and slid her hands up to cover her breasts, spreading her fingers to show her hard nipples. 

"Come play with me!" she concluded, emphasizing the word "come" as she fell backwards in the water and started a leisurely butterfly stroke which displayed her breasts and bulging mound with puffy pussy lips as she gradually moved away from the men. 

Frank and Joe dived smoothly into the pool. Tyra twisted into a crawl stroke and the three raced for the far side. She got there first, but had to work at it. She caught the edge, twisted and kicked off, but they caught her, sandwiching her body between theirs and kicking to keep their heads above water. 

Tyra's breasts were flattened against Frank's chest and his stiff rod pressed against her belly. His hands were on her hips, holding her up. "Kiss me," she whispered. Frank placed his lips against hers, following her in a relaxed erotic dance. 

With sudden fear, Tyra realized that Joe's prick, just as hard as Frank's, was between her buttocks. She stiffened briefly then calmed. He wasn't trying to put it up her ass, just holding her waist and kicking gently, pushing them toward the pool's shallow end.

They stopped in chest-deep water. Standing on tip-toe, Tyra stood between the brothers with a cock in each hand, stroking their stiff pricks while the men took turns kissing her. 

She filled her lungs with air, released the brothers' dicks, and let her arms go limp by her sides, increasing her buoyancy and allowing her to rise to the pool's surface. As usual, her feet weighed her down and she kicked slowly to keep from sinking.

Frank put his hands under Tyra's ankles, supporting her feet and allowing her to float effortlessly. She closed her eyes and drifted weightlessly, physically relaxed but sharply aware of her body's burning desire.

Joe moved behind Tyra's head and put his forearms under her shoulders and his hands on her breasts, bending forward to kiss her mouth. "I'm so hot!" she whispered, opening her legs. 

While Joe supported Tyra's upper body, Frank gripped her thighs, lifted her vulva out of the water and slid his tongue between her folds. 

Tyra rocked her hips as Joe played with her tits and Frank ate her out. "Oh fuck!" she moaned. "I'm cumming!" The brothers kept her orgasm going until she lay still in the water, gasping for breath and supported by the men. 

It only took her a minute to recover. Tyra lifted her head and looked at Frank, who was still standing between her open legs. "Fuck me now!" she whispered. 

Joe continued supporting Tyra's shoulders and fondling her breasts while Frank let her pelvis sink until it was level with his hard rod. 

"Yeah! That's right!" Tyra gasped as Frank's broad plow-shaped head nosed into her pussy mouth. "Push it in! Don't worry about being gentle, you won't hurt me!"

"Fuck, that feels wild!" she cried as Frank's thick tool displaced the small amount of pool water that had entered her vagina as he opened her. He stretched and filled her with one long slow stroke, stopping with his hairless balls pressing against her soaked thatch. 

"That's so good!" she said, clamping Frank with her muscular snatch. She was wet inside again, but not from the pool water. "Give it to me hard!"

Water resistance slowed Frank's thrusts, but he and Tyra quickly found a rocking motion which pushed them both steadily toward orgasm. Heavy ripples splashed against the pool's sides. 

"This is like screwing Poseidon!" Tyra gasped as the heat spread through her body. "Oh God, I'm cumming!" she screamed.

"Yeah, Baby!" Frank gasped, hammering Tyra as her convulsing cunt gripped his pole, shooting wave after wave of hot cream deep inside her. 

Tyra clamped her thighs around Frank's hips to keep him inside as she pulled away from Joe, gripping Frank's shoulders and flattening her breasts against his chest as she kissed him. 

Once again, Joe placed his pole between Tyra's butt-cheeks, not trying to press into her rosebud, but simply sliding up and down. She tightened her buttocks, feeling the heat from the still-hard cock in her pussy multiply. "Oh fuck!" she gasped, starting to cum again. 

Spent, she lay limp in the water. The brothers floated her to the shallow end, then carried her up the steps. "Wow!" Tyra said dreamily. It took a moment to realize she was still floating because the men were supporting her. "I'm all right. You can put me down."

Joe and Frank exchanged glances and grinned. "All right, you asked for it," Joe said. "You're a cheap whore." Frank added, "And a lousy fuck."

Tyra looked shocked for a quarter-second, then laughed heartily. The brothers joined in. "I'm screwing two of The Three Stooges!" she finally gasped before another laughing fit overcame her. 

"Seriously," Tyra giggled again, "I can stand all right. Please set me down on my feet." 

They complied and she kissed one man, then the other. "I'm ready to play LOTS more," she said, "but I want to do it in a bed."

Joe and Frank grinned. "The house is close," Joe said. "And our bedroom is ready," Frank added.

The trio showered and dried off quickly, then walked up the wide path to the big house, holding hands. 

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and situations are my own creations.

Sorry for the delay. 2009 has been "interesting."

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Copyright © 2009 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

Dedicated to Sugar Bear.

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Family Nudist Camp Ch. 06



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Author's Note: "Family Nudist Camp" is a bisexual series. This story contains male-on-male sex scenes, as well as male-female and female-female sex. If this bothers you, please go read something else, rather than sending me nasty anonymous emails.

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Frank and Joe held Tyra's hands as they guided her through the big log house's living room, past the giant stone fireplace, up the grand staircase and along the balcony to the big room over the back porch. 

She stopped just inside the brothers' bedroom, released their hands and turned to face them. 

Tyra was tall and slender with curly sun-bleached brown hair. Her green eyes sparkled with excitement as she stared at the brothers. Her pear-shaped B-cup breasts were heavy and firm, her wide tan areolas were swollen, her little pink nipples were hard and elongated. The thick dark brown hair covering her bulging mound and almost hiding her puffy tan pussy lips matched the long curly sun-bleached brown hair on her head. 

Frank was 6' 2" tall and 21 years old, with buzz-cut black hair and brown eyes. Joe was 2" shorter and a year younger. He had curly dark brown collar-length hair and bright blue eyes. Both had the sculpted muscles of competition body-builders and long thick cocks which had softened on the walk from the pool but were rapidly stiffening under her gaze.

Frank's cock was 6-1/2" long and 1-3/4" thick. Joe's was only slightly smaller. Their rods had broad plow-shaped heads, with flaring Vees running down to their deep corneal rings. Their big bulging balls were shaved clean. Frank's pubic hair was closely cropped while Joe was shaved. Pre-cum gleamed from both their tips. 

"I've been fantasizing about you sexy men since I watched you get off the bus," Tyra purred, sinking to her knees and taking both stiff dicks in her mouth, tasting the pre-cum leaking from the brothers' tips as her tongue stroked their cock-heads.

Frank and Joe kissed and rubbed their cocks together as Tyra ran her mouth up and down their rigid shafts and fondled their swollen balls. 

They were surprised when she suddenly released them and stood up. Her nipples were hard, her pubic hair glistened with her juices and her excited female scent filled the air.

"Yesterday, Joe told me you and he are lovers," Tyra said, looking into Frank's eyes. "I want to see the two of you, together . . ." 

"All right," Frank answered, taking Joe in his arms. The brothers kissed passionately, hard and open-mouthed, occasionally pulling their lips apart to show Tyra their busy tongues, while rubbing their stiff cocks together. 

"Come on, Big Bear," Joe said, twisting out of Frank's embrace. "Let's go play in bed." Frank and Tyra followed him toward the pair of double beds. "We can really put on a show for Baby Eagle there."

Frank turned to Tyra. "Is 'Baby Eagle' your 'family' name?" She nodded. "Well, Little Bear and I are happy to welcome you to the family."

"We sure are!" Joe agreed, grinning at Tyra. The brothers locked eyes and flicked fingers. Joe came up with a fist, while Frank's palm was spread. 

Joe fell to his knees, taking Frank's hard rod in his mouth. "Yeah, Little Bear!" Frank moaned as Joe sucked his cock-head while stroking his shaft and squeezing his balls. 

Tyra sat on the closest bed, feeling her tight nipples and the wetness between her thighs as she stared at the men. She opened her legs, showing Frank her damp mound. His eyes widened as she put fingers on either side of her puffy pussy lips and pulled them apart, revealing her gleaming pink interior.

"I'm getting too close!" Frank announced, stepping away from Joe. 

"We don't want you cumming too soon," Joe answered, getting on his hands and knees on the unoccupied bed. He was facing away from Tyra, showing his stiff cock, hanging balls, and the little puckered brown circle between his muscular buttocks. She rose to her feet and stood beside Joe with her legs open wide. 

Frank took a plastic bottle of lubricant from the nightstand between the beds. As Tyra watched in fascination, he squeezed a line of slippery liquid onto his finger and slipped it up Joe's asshole. Tyra slid a finger into her pussy as Frank lubricated Joe's butt and his own hard rod, then pressed his plow-shaped head between Joe's hot buns. 

Tyra and Joe both screamed when Frank drove his length up Joe's ass with one single smooth thrust. "Oh Big Bear!" Joe gasped. "Your hot rod feels good in my butt!" Tyra inserted a second finger into her snatch, working the pair in and out as she watched the brothers fuck and pushing herself steadily toward orgasm. 

Joe was still on all fours on the bed. Tyra slid under him, lying on her back with her shoulders pressed against his knees, looking up at Frank's driving cock. "Yeah!" she growled. "Shove your big pole up Little Bear's tight asshole. Fuck him hard!" She wrapped a hand around Joe's hard shaft, running her thumb and forefinger over his pre-cum slick head. 

"Oh God!" Tyra screamed when Joe thrust his tongue into her open slit. She sucked his swollen pole frantically while jacking his shaft and squeezing his balls. He slid two fingers into her hot wet snatch and clamped her clit with his lips while he fucked her face. 

She humped Joe's fingers frantically and battered his face with her mound as she came. He held on, keeping her climax building. 

Joe pulled his face out of Tyra's crotch and shouted "Yeah, Big Bear! Shoot it up my ass!" He thrust his tongue into her cunt and jacked her clit like a tiny cock, making her cum even harder. 

Tyra gulped frantically as Joe's throbbing tool filled her mouth with hot male juice. She swallowed most of it, but a little escaped from her lips, running over her chin and dripping on her breasts. 

She lay limp with Joe kneeling over her, staring up at his penis swinging inches above her face, glistening with semen and saliva. "Wow!" she gasped. "I've never done anything like this before. It's really exciting!"

Frank and Joe lay on the bed with Tyra in the middle. She kept her eyes closed, feeling the pressure of their bodies against hers and listening to their breathing. She'd watched a lot of videos on gay websites, but this was the first time she'd seen men sucking and fucking in person. Despite her recent orgasm, her nipples were still tight and her snatch was hot and wet.

"I guess it's time to clean up," Frank said, hopping out of bed. 

"Definitely!" Joe agreed, rolling away from Tyra and joining Frank beside the bed. She looked up at the brothers, puzzled.

"There's a big shower, with room for three," Frank said, turning toward the bathroom. "We hope you'll join us," Joe added before following Frank.

Tyra stayed on the bed, propped up on her elbows and gazing at the departing male butts until they'd vanished through the bathroom door, then rushed after the brothers. 

They were already in the shower. She joined them, letting the warm water splash over her face and body as she inhaled the comfortable steamy warmth. She'd showered with men before, but never two at once.

Four soap-slick male hands roamed over her body, starting with her shoulders, back, and legs, but then growing more intimate, exploring her breasts, buttocks, and vulva. 

Lost in an erotic haze, she soaped the men's bodies, running her hands over their muscular chests, arms, legs, asses, heavy-hanging balls and stiff pricks. In the confined space, Tyra was sandwiched between the brothers. Her breasts were flattened against Joe's chest. His cock-head burrowed into her folds, rubbing her pussy lips and grazing her clit. 

She felt a thrill of fear as Frank pressed his thick rod between her slippery butt-cheeks. Her relief was mixed with disappointment when he slid his prick up and down without trying to stick it in her rosebud. 

After several minutes of soapy play, the trio rinsed off and left the shower. 

With their hair and skin slightly damp, they lay on the bed with Tyra in the middle, enjoying the closeness of their cooling bodies. 

"I was awake for half of last night," Tyra said, "masturbating as I fantasized about being with the two of you. This was even better than I'd imagined it would be!" She twisted to kiss Frank and then Joe. 

Tyra moved to the foot of the bed, sitting cross-legged and facing the brothers. The position pulled her vulva open, revealing her glistening pink interior. The men sat up to look at her, growing instantly erect. "I feel like I did after my first time."

"It's funny how we talk about 'losing' virginity," Tyra said. "I didn't LOSE anything. Instead, I opened the door to a new world with a boy I really liked. We weren't in love. We knew we were using each other and didn't care. We both enjoyed it."

"I'm ready for another FIRST TIME," she continued. "Some of my boyfriends have wanted to fuck my ass, but I've always been afraid. Now, I'm ready. Which one of you wants to take my anal virginity?"

Frank and Joe looked into each others' eyes. With determined expressions, they flashed fingers, producing two closed fists. They tried again. Two pairs of extended fingers. Double scissors again, followed by double rock. 

Tyra laughed and the brothers joined in, a little nervously. "Joe!" she declared.

She moved from her cross-legged position to her hands and knees, facing away from Frank and Joe. They could see her puffy tan pussy lips through the curly dark brown hair covering her mound. Her rosebud was a little pink star between her muscular buttocks. 

Joe moved behind Tyra, placing his stiff cock's head in the center of her puckered hole and pressing forward as he bent over to fondle her breasts. She stiffened in fear as he stretched her entrance. He stopped moving his cock when she was on the brink of pain. 

She took deep breaths, trying to relax. Joe's rough fingers on her erect nipples made them even harder. His cock-head, slick with pre-cum, was a constant presence between her butt-cheeks. The pain had faded and she pushed carefully backwards, stretching to take a little more of Joe's swollen tool. He moved in and out, playing with her tits more roughly than before. Tyra gasped in disappointment when Joe backed away. 

He bent down, pulling her buttocks open with the palms of his hands and began licking her asshole, alternating between stroking the puckered surface with his flat tongue and teasing her to open wider with his tip. She moaned in pleasure and pushed her butt into his face. Soon, his tongue was deep inside her open hole. 

"Fuck, Baby!" Tyra whispered. "I'm so hot! Give it to me NOW!" She was facing a mirror mounted on the wall opposite the beds. She watched their reflections eagerly as Joe lubricated his penis and moved behind her. 

"Oh . . . YEAH!" she cried as Joe's wide plow-shaped head stretched her asshole, pushing back to take more of him inside. He held still as she rocked, slowly until his cock-head was past her tight anal sphincter, then faster as she took his shaft. 

Finally, Joe's balls were pressing against Tyra's ass cheeks. They locked eyes in the mirror. "You're all the way inside," she whispered. "I've given you my butt cherry. Now, fuck me good and hard!"

"You bet, Baby Eagle!" Joe answered, gripping Tyra's waist to hold her in place as he pulled almost out, then slid back deep inside. "I'll give you the ride of your life!" He kept his strokes slow at first but increased the pace as she relaxed. Soon, she was rocking violently. Over and over, Joe pulled back until his cock-head was barely kissing her anal ring, then slammed into her depths, making her scream with each thrust.

Joe suddenly flipped Tyra onto her back, grabbing her ankles and spreading her legs wide, lifting her butt into the air. "Oh yeah, Little Bear!" Tyra moaned, lifting her head to watch Joe slide his hard thick pole back up her ass. It went in easily, all the way to his balls. "Oh fuck yeah!"

Frank was standing at the foot of the bed, behind Tyra's head, stroking his swollen pecker. Her eyes widened when she looked up and saw him. "Kneel over my face, Big Bear," she commanded. "I want to suck your nuts while Little Bear fucks my ass!"

"That's good, Baby Eagle!" Frank groaned, stroking his hot rod in time with Joe's thrusts as Tyra sucked both balls into her mouth and stroked them with her tongue. 

Tyra let Frank's balls slip from her mouth. She started screaming continuously, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples, cumming as Joe rocked her ankles, slamming his stiff prick into her hot tight hole. "Fuck, Little Bear!" she gasped. "There's nothing small about your cock! Shoot it for me, Baby! Shoot in my asshole!"

"Yeah, Little Bear! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh! Yeah! Yeah!" she cried as Joe drove up her butt, splashing more hot juice against her anal walls with each hammer blow.

Frank jacked his own rod frantically, spraying cum over Tyra's face and breasts.

Finally spent, Joe released Tyra's ankles and lowered his body onto hers. He stayed deep inside her butt as they kissed. Her knees were folded against her chest. 

"Thank you!" Tyra whispered. "I never realized what I was missing." She tightened her anal muscles around Joe's still-erect penis. "Now, I want to be butt-fucked over and over!" She rolled her hips, slowly moving her ass. 

Frank's stiff dick was inches from Joe's face, shiny with Frank's own semen. A steady stream of pre-cum was leaking from his tip, running down his shaft and over his balls.

Joe took Frank's cock in his mouth. Tyra watched Joe deep-throat Frank in fascination as Joe fucked her butt again. She came, but the brothers didn't.

Tyra moaned in disappointment when Joe slipped out of her ass. Frank had finally softened, as well. 

The boys grew hard again rubbing their cock-heads against her nipples while she fondled their shafts and balls, but they were obviously fucked out. "All right, it's time for a break," Tyra conceded.

This time, the three took turns in the bathroom, cleaning up quickly. 

It was past noon. They went downstairs and sat at the big kitchen table, wolfing down sandwiches and beer. Afterwards, they went up the trail into the forest. Tyra didn't have much trouble walking barefoot, although her feet weren't as tough as Frank and Joe's.

"I'll bet you boys are horny again," Tyra said when they returned to the bedroom. "I sure am! There's something about being naked in the forest with two hot guys that gets my fuck machinery running at top speed."

"Patience, Baby Eagle," Frank said, throwing pillows to form a triangle on the floor between the beds and entertainment area. "It's time for you to officially join our tribe." 

He took a long carved Indian pipe, a baggie filled with green herbs, an ashtray and lighter from a drawer as Joe and Tyra sat cross-legged on the pillows. 

Frank turned the stereo on and the sound of Indian drums and chants, mixed with guitars and synthesizers, filled the room as he sat on the last pillow and loaded the pipe. The fragrant smell of high-quality marijuana filled the air as Frank took a deep breath, holding the smoke in as he passed the pipe to Tyra. 

"I don't usually smoke," Tyra said, "but this is different. Thank you, Big Bear." She took a long toke, filling her lungs and holding her breath as she handed Joe the pipe. A dreamy floating feeling drifted over her, coupled with an intensely sharp awareness of her body. 

Tyra's cross-legged position pulled her folds open, exposing her bright pink pussy, which was already glistening with her juices. Frank and Joe's cocks remained soft but grew longer and thicker as they looked at her. Her nipples hardened as she stared at the brothers.

The heat in Tyra's body continued building as they passed the pipe. The music flowed over her, its primal rhythms increasing her desire for the two sexy naked men sitting next to her.

The pipe went out and Frank emptied the gray powder from the bowl into the ashtray. "Does anyone want more?" he asked. Tyra shook her head in slow motion, giggling at the sensation of her hair brushing her bare shoulders. Joe just laughed. Frank picked up the paraphernalia and put it back in the drawer, then returned to his seat.

Tyra was moaning softly as she ran her hands over her inner thighs. The brothers stared at Tyra, growing hard as she stroked her folds. The trio rose to their knees. Tyra slid her middle finger deep into her snatch while the brothers licked and sucked her breasts. 

"I need to get fucked NOW!" Tyra announced, pushing Joe onto his back and straddling his hips, facing him. "Oh yeah, Little Bear!" she gasped, lowering her pussy onto Joe's stiff rod. "That's SO good!" Tyra whispered as Joe began moving inside her.

She looked dreamily at Frank. "Come on, Big Bear," she said. "I've got another hole for you to fuck." 

As Frank lubricated her ass, Tyra muttered "I've gone from 'anal virgin' to 'butt slut' in two hours. I never realized . . . Oh YEAH Big Bear!" She humped Joe frantically as Frank took her ass with slow strokes, giving her time to relax as he stretched and filled her. It wasn't long before his balls were pressed against her butt cheeks. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Tyra cried, taking both brothers' cocks with a smooth rolling motion. Frank gripped her waist to hold her steady while Joe fondled her breasts, pinching her swollen nipples. 

Frank and Joe held Tyra upright as she came, fiercely clamping their stiff rods with her pussy and asshole. The brothers stayed deep inside Tyra after her climax had run its course, supporting her while her breath and heartbeat returned to normal.

"That was SO good!" Tyra gasped, bending forward to kiss Joe on the mouth. Frank was still behind her. He kissed the back of Tyra's neck while she kissed his hand, then licked and sucked his fingers.

"Am I part of the tribe now?" she asked, looking into Joe's eyes.

"Almost, Baby Eagle," a deep bass voice answered. A higher-pitched voice added "You will be a full member when the joining ceremony is complete."

Startled, Tyra jerked her head in the direction of the voices. A naked man and woman were standing just inside the door, holding hands. "These are our parents, Bill and Carol," she heard Joe say. Their family names are 'Black Bear' and 'Honey Bear.'"

Bill was 6' 2", with short thick black hair lightly sprinkled with gray, brown eyes, and the muscles of a competition bodybuilder. His erect penis was a bigger version of Frank and Joe's tools, 7" long and 2" thick, with a plow-shaped head 2-3/4" across, and a flaring Vee running down to his deep corneal ring. His balls and pubic hair were shaved. 

Carol's trim body was 5' 10" tall, with the sleek build of a runner and swimmer. Her curly shoulder-length brunette hair was matched by a thick triangular pubic thatch, pointing toward her hairless mound and neat brown folds. The wide tan areolas in her big firm breasts were swollen into domes and her thick brown nipples were long and hard. Her hairless mound and puffy purple-brown folds were slick with her juices.

Tyra rocked slowly, moving Frank and Joe's cocks inside her as she grinned at the sexy couple. "I hope you're part of the ceremony," she said. 

"Definitely!" Bill answered, standing over Joe with his stiff prick in Tyra's face. She licked his balls and shaft before stretching her mouth around his oversized head, tasting pre-cum and fresh pussy juice. Bill must have fucked Carol while they were watching Tyra with Frank and Joe.

"That's good, Baby Eagle!" Bill gasped as Tyra tongue probed his cum-slit. She squeezed his balls and stroked the base of his rod as she sucked him, going faster and taking more of his tool down her throat as her excitement increased. 

Tyra started cumming, frantically jacking Bill's dick as he fucked her face. It was throbbing as Frank and Joe's swollen tools pumped hot cream into her convulsing cunt and asshole. 




Family Nudist Camp Ch. 06



Exhausted, she let Bill's penis slip out of her mouth. He caught her as she slumped, lifting her off the brothers and lying her on her back. She closed her eyes, sinking into the warm glow that filled her body. 

When Tyra opened her eyes again, she saw Bill and Carol smiling down at her. They were sitting cross-legged on the bed and she was lying between them. Joe and Frank were gone. 

"Wow!" she whispered. "That was great! What now?"

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Many thanks to "NFM," nudist, body-builder and family man, who lobbied me tirelessly for a bisexual "family" series, set in a nudist camp. Although some of the story elements are based on his suggestions, the characters and situations are my own creations.

* * * * * * * * * *

Copyright © 2009 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, as well as skin cancer, are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex and use sunscreen.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.

Dedicated to Sugar Bear.

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