I know it is going to seem very naive but the following story could happen to you, it happened to me!

I'm just an ordinary mum, trying to get along as best I can after my divorce, who would have thought at 31 I'd be alone with 2 children struggling to pay all the bills and keep a roof over our heads. Sarah who is 13 understands what's going on but Anna is only 6 and she misses her dad and all the nice things we used to have when he was around, house with three women and one bathroom, hell on earth, but at least no one leaves the toilet seat up anymore.

I was waiting to pick Anna up from her primary school one afternoon when a man walking past suddenly stopped and asked me if I was Sarah Kent's mother, I nodded and he said, "I don't actually teach her but I think she is having a few problems at school, is it possible to talk to you about it sometime soon?" At that moment Anna ran down the path and jumped into my arms, "I only live round the corner, do you have time now?" I knew that Sarah wouldn't be home for an hour at least; Monday is after school computer club so we could talk about any problem without embarrassing her. I made, "Mr Jackson, but please call me Guy" a cup of coffee while he chatted to Anna about her day at school then she watched cartoons, isn't sky with it's 24hr a day cartoon fest brill for kids?, in the front room, Guy and I chatted in the dining room. I felt I needed the solidity of a chair and table under me if the problem was a bad one.

Cutting a long conversation short, Sarah's school, being a Catholic one, didn't teach anything about sex education and Sarah was being bullied at school by the girls in her class because she is the smallest, in every way, and because she is painfully naive about the world and relationships. Guy then offered me an answer to one of her problems, he knew of a local group, at the nearby naturist club - "But don't hold that against them", Guy said, they held workshops for local children where the parents of one child would answer frank questions of a personal and adult nature presented by the children of another family. Rational being, most people are too embarrassed to talk to their own children about sex but are, if not happy then a lot less embarrassed to talk to others about it. All the children were from the three local Catholic schools, one co-ed school, Sarah's all girl school and the boy's school. I couldn't think that I could do anything like that but didn't dismiss it out of hand; I took his mobile number and told him I'd think about it. We shook hands and Guy walked off in one direction seconds before Sarah stepped off of the bus. I went to kiss her and felt she had deliberately turned her head away so that I kissed her left cheek; I caught her chin in my hand and turned the right hand side of her face toward me. It was only the faintest of bruises but it was there, "What the hell happened to you?" I said, as calmly as I could, "Leave it mum, it's no biggy". After supper I sat down with Sarah and spent the hour or so before bed time trying to broach the big subject and realised just how right Guy had been, most difficult thing in the world to suddenly go down that path with someone you have known for 13 years and spent almost 5,000 days not talking about it in a very, very loud voice. I didn't really have much of a choice, I phoned Guy after Sarah went to bed. I was a little shocked to begin with and after that conversation with Guy I was very shocked, the naturist club thing, they expected everyone to actually be nude while they were there, club rules but also the group felt that it helped the sessions if all barriers were out of the way, second shock, all the family had to go, we all had to learn how to let go and stop hiding things from our loved ones, I didn't have to include my ex husband, he was after all very difficult with me and the girls since the divorce and he had lost custody of them, he simply turned his back an all of us. Guy had offered to stand in as the father so that the rest of us could go. I knew that Anna wouldn't have a problem with nudity, hell she shed her clothes as soon as she could at home normally, preferring to pad around the house in just her panties, Sarah would be the problem. Nature hadn't been kind to Sarah, she was inches shorter than the next smallest girl in her year, and had more the physique of a boy than a girl (except in one place - cough! cough!). No problem though, as part of the course we would have two 'getting comfortable' days, one, an evening disco at a local swimming pool / leisure complex on the next Friday, lots of party games, getting all the kids use to each other and the adults, with a little nudity that the families could take part in or not as they wished, then the next day a visit to the club site where everyone would just mix in with each other and the club members in the nude and then Sunday morning the actual 'session'. They lost a few families usually after the Friday night gathering, parents who just couldn't face being nude with their children around but almost never a problem with the children and their nudity, if the families made it to the club on the Saturday they always enjoyed taking part in the Sunday gathering. In my mind I wondered if it would be me or Sarah who chickened out???

Guy had told me that he would have a discreet word with Sarah at school the next day so I didn't have to face broaching that subject with her but I did have to tell Anna all about it. Anna was as expected, very cool with the idea of any party where she got to stay up late, so I had the easy part of the deal, and I was a lot more comfortable about the weekend with her reaction to the procedure, even the bit where we all had to take our clothes off together, she was well up for that idea. Sarah was outside the house shortly after I got home with Anna but just walked up and down for an age before she came in, her face was beet root red, "Mum, I've got.... We've got.... Well it's sort of like a school thin.... Not school thing coming up", I interrupted her at that point, "A weekend thing starting on Friday night at the leisure centre", I said, I watched the redness disappear from her face and she relaxed visibly, "You know?" I nodded, "You are ok with it, I mean all of it?", I nodded again. This parent daughter communication thing is easy:)

Friday night was bit of a trial in the preparation; Sarah was fussed totally about what to wear, even though I pointed out that most people there would be nudists and not into clothing or fashion at all, but it didn't help calm her down. The evening went with no real problems, we had an ice breaker where everyone had to talk about themselves for a minute, the parents were given a huge glass of white or red wine and the kids a soft drink. Then all the kids were split into groups according to age and we parents were asked to split up our couples over different groups, Anna's group were going to be in the smallest room, consummate with their smaller stature, and Sarah in one of the larger ones, I chose to stop with Anna so I had to go on the team opposite her and Guy went through to be with Sarah in the team opposite to hers. Anna was having a whale of a time and the two hours just flew past, the games were simple, the children had to perform tasks, tell a true story, draw a picture, tell a joke, sing a simple song. The naturist club members made up the referees for each set of games and would declare a winner for each task, if a child lost they had to remove an item of clothing, but all the adults in their team had to take something off too, the whole thing was designed to get the parents almost nude while the children only took a few items of clothing off, just a gentle way to get the children warmed to the idea and a slightly faster way to get the parents clued in. I noticed that the gamed in the next age range, in the room next to the one we were in were doing a lot more running about, the children's tasks were far more strenuous and boisterous, I was glad that I wasn't with Sarah's group, as they were even older and we could hear their muffled noises through three other rooms. The games ended with all the parents in their pants, I still had a bra on too for some unexplained reason and all the children had removed one or two pieces of clothing. The evening ended with everyone in each of the rooms hugging each member of the opposing team and then we all joined up for a 'warm down' session, it was almost midnight by then and the younger children like Anna were almost falling asleep. We were all asked if we would be going on to the second stage and those who said they were, were given an envelope with directions to the club for the next day and a sticker to put in the car window. Well I didn't have a car, so I asked if it was ok to take a taxi, faces dropped all over but Guy came to my rescue, he would pick the three of us up and deliver us safely to the club, sticky situation averted.

Saturday morning saw 3 very sleepy girls at our house being hurried and cajoled into Guy's car; the club was way out in the wilds, miles from town, well, miles from anything really. We took a track off of the main road, over a mile down the track we came to a gate, Guy took the sticker from his windscreen and held it to a box at the side of a steel gate blocking the road. There was a 'whoosh' and the gate slid open, we drove through and started along another track, Guy has a small Sport Utility Vehicle and we were glad that it wasn't an old Renault Clio that was our family car when we were a family, we would have had no teeth left in our heads by the time we had finally reached the thick woodland that surrounded and screened the club completely. "They seem to want to keep themselves private here!" I quipped to Guy. "Privacy is paramount in everything they do here" Guy said with a very serious expression on his face.

We parked behind a large wooden shed, there were two door facing the car park, one marked men and the other women, Guy was about to follow we three girls through the women's door and I stopped him and nodded to the men's door, indicating that he should go in that way, he just laughed out loud and complied. The club's little joke on newcomers, both doors opened into the same room, I guess that if someone was spying on the place it would seem more 'normal' to the observer if there were separate facilities. Large notice on the wall opposite, by the only door leading out of the room, 'No nudity in the car park, no clothing to be worn beyond this sign', simple rules to abide by, Guy stopped Anna undressing, Sarah hasn't begun, hell I was putting it off too, "Girls, you don't have to undress, I'll gladly take you all straight home now and no problems, we just all say we had a nice party last night, but if 1 wont undress then we all have to go home, OK?", Guy was trying to be as gentle but firm as he could, Anna just smiled and dropped her panties. We were all nude in five minutes, Anna was in danger of her eyeballs drying up, she didn't blink once from the moment Guy's pants hit the floor, I had to force her to look away eventually. Mind you it took a while for me to notice her looking, I only looked away when the front of my own eyes dried up. We bumped into a few people that we had met the night before; some had stopped in a B&B in the next village, owned by chance by a family who were also members of the club. It became obvious that the catchment area for this group was wider than 3 local schools.

Saturday was a blast, Sarah loves swimming, the club had a 20 meter heated pool inside and a huge hot tub outside, Anna loved the bubbles in the hot tub, I stopped in the hot tub most of the time with Anna and Guy watched over Sarah while they all made friends with the naturists and the other families. We were only there for 4 hours but the travelling and everything had polished off the entire day. We were all tired from the Friday and the long Saturday but I still invited Guy in for a nightcap. Guy ended up sleeping on our sofa for the night, two bottles of a fruity little number from Italy put paid to him driving anywhere and two bottles of a fruity little number from Italy made me dead to the world until 8am when Guy woke me with toast, marmalade and coffee, he's not a bad man that Guy (For a man).

Today was the most nerve racking, being nude and chatting intimately with stranger's children, still only two hours and Anna had enjoyed herself so much, even Sarah had had a lot of fun, even if Sunday was hell the weekend was still a plus in our lives. Journey seemed much faster on Sunday, not sure if it was me rushing to my doom or just that the ground was so familiar now. There was an awkward pause while we all sat around in the club house on the nude, loudest silence in the world, always seems that way while you are waiting for the last few to turn up. Then more awkwardness as people were pared off, Anna got to chat with a 40-year-old woman from London, Sarah with an older man who's son went to the mixed school near to us, I got a boy of 12 who was from London too but not the son of the woman talking to Anna, Guy seemed to have gotten a bye from the first round draught. We were all taken to a row of beach-huts that lined one side of the outdoor pool, thirty huts, just the exact number of pares that made up our session. The thought hit me that I had never even considered the mechanics of the whole thing, it would have been bedlam if we had all been in one large room, but easier for someone to monitor what was going on. As we each reached our assigned hut the boy I was with pushed his name tag into a holder in the door, I beckoned to Guy, "I don't have a name tag!" "Where would you put it?" "I kind of thought next to - looking at tag - Simons!" "but the room is Simons, you will be moving on to another room and he will be stopping where he is", god did I feel stupid. A bell would ring to indicate five minutes remaining, then a 'times up' bell, 'Last orders and time-gentlemen-please' ran through my head in an endless loop we adults would be given our next child's details then.

It was a little hard to get the first conversation started, Simon was quite a good looking lad, obviously use to foreign holidays in the sun and there was no white marks to be seen either. He wanted to talk to me about the youngest man I had ever had sex with, he seemed very disappointed when I didn't have anything shocking (to me) to tell him, very conventional life to that point. "May I touch you?" Simon asked, very long pause from me then, "Well I thought we were just supposed to talk?" I said. "Well I really need to touch now, I have been to one of these sessions before and talked about things, now I need the next step!" Simon said. I was a lot shocked, and very glad that there was no one moderating our chat. I looked between his legs, he was starting to stand up, in both ways. As he walked over to me his cock grew hard but not at all big, I only had my ex-husband's cock to judge him against but my ex was a monster compared to Simon. He reached out and touched my left nipple with his index finger, the touch was so gentle that it felt like a fly was resting there, involuntary reaction, my nipples both sprang out, I had never been that receptive in the nipple area before, but it had been a hell of a while since anyone had touched me, even I tried to avoid it. Simon spent almost the whole 30 minutes touching my breasts, he got as far as pushing a finger through the jungle covering my vagina, pure electricity shooting through my body just as last orders was called. Simon went back to his seat and we began to talk about my first time having sex. I didn't get far along in my story before time was called. My kegs were very wobbly as I left the beach hut, I felt very hot and flustered, I knew my face was flushed and I had a huge feeling of being let down. I was directed to David, he was 14 years old, as I entered the room I noticed he was sitting awkwardly, he had his legs crossed and his forearm was positioned to hide his penis from me, now I could have put that down to shyness but he was far from shy, quite the opposite in fact. His opening line was "Would you ever consider making love to a boy my age?", I just turned the colour of a London bus, I felt the heat shooting into my cheeks. I didn't get a chance to answer his question before he began to move his forearm, he was almost equal in size to my ex-husband, David was hard as a flagpole. There was a very small table in the room and David stood up, took hold of my hand and pulled me to my feet, he span me around like a ballroom dancer and pushed me backward so that my bottom was touching against the table. David entered my personal space, filled it totally, no not that space, he was standing so that his nose was almost touching my nose, his cock so close to my belly that I could feel the heat of the blood that was making him stand so erect. "May I kiss you Sandra?" David said, his voice no longer the high pitched tone of a boy, his voice was deep and dark and rich, he pushed his pelvis forward an inch or so, I felt the electricity of his cock-head pressing into the socket of my stomach. I said absolutely nothing but scant seconds later his lips were pressing against mine, fire against my own mouth and fire pressing against my belly, then another fire, my fire, building up in the pit of my stomach. There was a sudden gushing between my legs, a feeling never felt by me before; it was my body readying it's self for an onslaught, lubrication being excreted from deep within my body. I had never felt that turned on by my ex, never in my whole life, I could say no all I wanted but I knew that my body had taken over, David inhaled through his nose deeply as we kissed, "Mmmmmm, I smell something interesting!" David said, He bent down and put his nose as close to my vaginal lips as he could and sniffed in my scent again, a finger darted from him and deep into my body like the strike of a Cobra, he pulled back and I saw his finger slick and wet with my bodily lubricant. His finger reached his mouth almost as fast as it had collected the sample from me, he tasted the tip of his finger, closed his eyes and purred, then he smeared my fluid onto his lips and he returned to kiss me. I had never ever tasted myself before, his tongue flicked out from his mouth, collecting a little of me as it went and I opened my mouth to receive it all. My head was swimming so that I hadn't actually noticed that David's cock was actually inside of me, I was so lubricated up that he slipped in un-noticed, but in less than a minute I was beginning to pant out a climax, I was taken totally by surprise, so much so that I bit David's tongue. Climaxes were like birthdays for me, in my youth I waited with eager anticipation, as I grew older I got less and less excited by them, now I had proof that it wasn't me, it was the way my ex had fucked me, I was very fast to the boil with David, he was fighting his own instincts to fill my belly with his seed, he had, after all two other people to see in the next hour, and then there was the last orders bell. Just as Simon had done earlier, David slipped back to his seat, and as time was sounded we were just chatting about how warm it was in the room, as I left the room I noticed him getting into position, hiding his penis from the next contestant.

I was all hot and bothered, I had had the best sex of my life but for only 20 minutes or so, I so wanted to take David home with me I'd gladly swap him for Sarah, !!! oh my god, what had I just thought, I was leaning against David's hut considering swapping one of my daughters for him, for sex!!!!

That's strange, I'm the only one by the pool, I'd have thought that other parents would have been changing over, I was given Paul's details and told to hurry along, the woman who was directing traffic was staring between my thighs, there were two streaks of fluid dribbling down to my knees. "Hurry please!" she said, pushing me along to Paul's room, I entered but then stepped back outside just as the woman was pressing a button on the side of the next hut to Paul's, I heard a faint bell sounding from inside the hut. Paul was a 7 year old boy from Anna's primary school, the top year, he knew Anna, he liked her and spent most of the time chatting about Anna and Sarah, I don't know if I was relieved or disappointed that we just had a 'normal' conversation, well if you can call talking to a 7 year old about weather Anna masturbates and if I thought Sarah was still a virgin, last orders was followed by time in what seemed like 30 seconds and not 5 minutes, I kissed Paul on the cheek and left him, his turn to blush not mine.

I walked out on to a deserted poolside once again, "Samantha next!" was barked at me by the traffic warden, I heard an unspoken "Must get everyone through as quickly as possible". Samantha, girl, friend of Sarah's, back-pedal, from Sarah's school, not a friend, I was taken aback by 20 questions in 20 seconds, "Are you a lesbian? Have you ever had sex with a woman? Have you ever had sex with Sarah? Has Sarah had sex with anyone? Are you fucking Guy? Is guy fucking Sarah? Is Guy fucking Anna? Is Anna a virgin? Do you like my breasts? Do you want to touch them?" All I could do was nod or shake my head, Samantha was a motor mouth, I'd bet she could have done the minute waltz in 45 seconds. As we both calmed down we started to chat about how she thought her mum wanted her to have sex with another girl or maybe a woman, "You are the prettiest here today so I asked to talk to you, if I am going to do a girl it might as well be one I like the look of", Samantha's casual acceptance of her mothers right to dictate her sex life shocked me, I hope Sarah or Anna would feel able to tell me where to get off if I had done anything like that. Wait a minute; go back, Samantha chose me? Slowly Samantha unpicked the story for me, the children had indeed chosen the people they wanted to talk to, if talk is what they wanted to do!!!! Samantha expected that most of the kids there in the other huts would have had sex with at least one of the adults; she corrected herself when she saw the look of horror on my face, "Not the younger kids! I mean did you force anything to happen between you and David" she said. I was struck once again slightly dumb, I hadn't mentioned to her or anyone else, anything about David, so how did she know? "He told everyone that he wanted to fuck you, told them that he would fuck you, maybe in the ass too if they'd give him long enough, Sarah told him no way but I have seen David do a woman before and he's brill at it" Samantha said. And there was the 5 minute warning bell again, shortest 25 minutes in history, I left Samantha's hut with her, as we left the hut she said in a quiet and disappointed voice, "I thought that you were going to try and fuck me - I shook my head - thought you were like my mum - I shook again - I would have liked it if you had wanted me. Is it because I'm not as pretty as Sarah?" she asked. I just shook my head once again, "No pet you look great, if I were into girls I'd have chosen you too", I got a great big beaming smile from her at that.

There was a great deal of silence on the drive home, Anna had a lovely time but fell asleep as we bounced along the un-tarmacked farm tracks leading from the club, Sarah had a permanently red face and was almost deafening us with her silence, Guy was a little sheepish too, avoiding my questioning glare at him, he even adjusted his mirror so that we didn't accidentally make eye contact. When we arrived home I looked straight ahead and said, "Coffee?", "No, thanks, not today, I'll come over next Saturday evening if you want me to, I'll ring you!" Then he drove off.

The journey home had been almost silent but once inside the front door I became a little agitated, "Anna, did anyone try to touch you today?" she shook her head, I asked her who she had talked to expecting her to give me 4 names, she had only chosen to talk to one man and no one else had chosen him so he had spent the whole two hours with her. Sarah, Anna and I talked through what had happened, we talked for more than two hours too, I eventually told them all about the boys who had touched me and the girl who had expected me to touch her, Sarah told us about spending an hour having a lot of fun with Gus, who, as it turned out wasn't a teacher at her school but a man she had met who she 'fancied' and who it turned out loved younger girls too and had a way to meet them. Anna told us about the man she had been with, he was older than me, the father of David, who was so good at sex with me, Anna had touched him all over, she had kissed his 'pee-pee', her words, and had let him push it in her mouth just once, then he had masturbated over her face and chest, but he hadn't tried to touch her even tho she had asked him if he wanted to. The weekend may not have been all it was made out to be but one thing for sure, we were able to talk freely about anything after that weekend. And Guy, no I didn't kill him, he now lives with us, he sleeps with Sarah and I, all in the one king-sized bed, he is teaching Anna slowly and when she is big enough he wants to be her first, we are all members of the 'family' naturist club, there is no promise from Guy of a long lasting relationship, we all know that he will always be looking for the next young girl to be first with but we also know that if we can be we will also be there while he does her.

A happy ending, still not sure, ask me in a year, in five years or in ten, it could still be happy but even if it isn't, the three of us girls will never misunderstand each other so there are less chances of us being unhappy with each other.

Love from Sandy XXX