I am what some may consider a home nudist. I enjoy the freedom of being nude. I love the feeling of the air gently blowing against my body and the sun’s warmth engulfing all of me. There is one problem. I don’t live alone. I have a wife and three daughters. Now, my wife isn’t too much of a problem. In fact, if it’s just she and I at home she tolerates my being nude when I move from one part of the house to the other. But she will not tolerate my watching TV, for example, without wearing some type of clothing. She always says one of the kids may come home and catch me. OK, I understand her concern so I don’t push the issue.
My middle daughter, Mandy, is eighteen years old. She stands 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs 135 pounds. She has brown hair cut to her neck and her breasts are a plump 36C. She was a student athlete last year in high school, so she’s in pretty decent shape. She’s also the rebel of the family. Mandy has more tattoos now than I could have ever imagined her having, and she continues to add to her artwork. In fact, two tattoos are currently in progress; one on her lower right abdomen and one on her left shoulder. By the time the one on her shoulder is complete, it will extend to her elbow. The tattoo on her lower abdomen is a beautiful flower in the making. It extends far below her waistline and when she came home with the completed outline tattooed on her she showed it to me. She pulled the front of her sweat pants down and not only did she expose her entire tattoo, she exposed the slight stubble of her shaven vagina. Another two inches and I would have been looking at her clitoris. By the way, I’m not complaining. Mandy has piercings in her nose, in her lip, her tongue, numerous in her ears and I dare not ask her where else she may have a piercing, although she would probably tell me. Mandy has an interesting personality. She doesn’t pull many punches and I sometimes wonder from where she gets her attitude; probably from her mother. Mandy has also made it very clear that she doesn’t like to wear underpants. For example, last Christmas my wife bought me underwear. You know, one of those practical gifts she knows I don’t go out and buy for myself. As I opened the gift I said in the most surprised tone of voice I could muster, “Hey, underwear.” To which Mandy chimed in saying, “I don’t wear underwear!” Then she giggled and the rest of the family laughingly told her that she shared too much information. Well, I began to take notice of Mandy’s wardrobe trying to confirm whether she was truthful about not wearing underwear. There is a passage in the Bible which reads Seek and Ye Shall Find. Well, I found! Mandy has a white sun dress she wears and one day the light was shining from behind her and I can honestly say that she wore no underwear. On another occasion, she was waiting for a girlfriend to pick her up and she wore a denim mini skirt. She sat across from me in the living room and she was facing me. Although she kept her knees together, the skirt rode so high I could clearly see nothing but skin just above her vagina. These two incidents, in combination with her showing me her vagina stubble, I mean her tattoo, are enough proof that she does not wear underwear. So what does Mandy have to do with my being a home nudist? Let me tell you my story of how a casual encounter, combined with the attitude of an eighteen year old, can make for some fireworks. As I said, when nobody is home I like to go through the house nude. I sometimes even go into my secluded backyard to get a tan. One day, I woke up just before noon and typically everyone is gone to work or school. I brushed my teeth and showered. I dried myself and walked out of my bedroom nude, of course. My bedroom door opens to the living room. The television is against the wall next to the bedroom door so anyone watching TV must simply shift their eyes to the right to see my bedroom door. I opened the door, stepped out of my room and confidently took several steps into the living room. I noticed the sound on the TV was on so I looked at the sofa and there was Mandy, lying stretched out watching TV. I stopped dead in my tracks and stood there not knowing what to do. Her eyes immediately focused on my penis and that’s where they stayed. She gave a devilish grin and I embarrassingly said, “I thought nobody was home.” She said, “No, I’m home.” She now began to giggle and I turned around and retreated to my room. I closed the bedroom door and thought about what had happened. I found myself becoming slightly aroused. It was her reaction that was most exciting. She didn’t say “ewww” or cover her eyes. She stared at my penis and continued to do so while I stood there. I put on a pair of cotton shorts and returned to the living room. Mandy still lied on the sofa and acted as if nothing had happened. I apologized and again explained that I though I was home alone. Mandy said, “It’s OK. I enjoyed the show.” I saw my opportunity to explain my nudism fixation and asked if she’d be uncomfortable if I went nude when she was home. As she thought about it, I jumped in and reminded her that someone who wears no underwear can certainly understand nudism. I quickly added that she could feel very comfortable with me if she decided to go nude herself. She hesitantly declined my offer to go nude in front of her and she also hesitantly declined my offer for her to go nude when I was home. ‘Hesitantly’ is the key word. It was almost like she wanted to, but because I was dad, she had better say no. I understand her predicament, but I was prepared to change her mind. Over the next few days, I noticed a change in Mandy. She wore fewer and fewer clothes until one day she walked from the shower to her bedroom with the towel wrapped around her waist. Her luscious breasts were fully exposed and she moved through the house as if it were commonplace. I must admit, seeing her bare breasts caused my penis to become semi-erect. I thought this was the perfect time to ask her if she reconsidered. I knocked on her door and she answered still wearing the towel wrapped around her waist. I looked at her breasts and I discovered another piercing. Her right nipple had a hoop through it. I thought it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Mandy’s areolas were medium beige and about an inch and a half in diameter. I could feel my penis become erect but I wanted to act cool so I tried to make a casual comment on her nipple piercing. “That’s a cool piercing, Hun,” was the only thing I could think of to say. Mandy chuckled and replied, “Oh yeah, I forgot you never saw it.” She looked down at her breast and I saw her eyes move from her breast to my erect penis. She looked back into my eyes and said, “Come in.” I stepped into the room and smelled burned incense. She walked to the dresser and began to brush her hair as if I wasn’t there. Then in her chipper upbeat tone she asked, “What can I do for you?” I couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts as she brushed her hair. Both of her arms were up and I had a full view of her glorious bouncy tits. She looked at me in the mirror and again asked “Dad, what can I do for you?” My eyes found hers and she was grinning at me. I became a little embarrassed and as I spoke I noticed Mandy’s glance found my ever-hardening penis before she looked back at herself in the mirror. “I see you’re topless,” I said. “Have you reconsidered the whole nudity thing?” Mandy said, “Well, I have. I think it would be fun to be nude. It looks like you’re enjoying it.” Mandy looked at my erect penis and I couldn’t say anything but, “I am!” She chuckled, “So am I, but it’s not as obvious.” At that she removed her towel and stood before me, stark naked. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Mandy’s pussy was cleanly shaved and I knew I shouldn’t be looking, but I had to. Mandy raised her arms and slowly turned her body in front of my saying, “What do you think?” I thought my erection would burst through my skin. I looked at every inch of Mandy as she slowly turned. Her ass was soft and shapely. Her tummy was flat and had the shadowing of a four pack. Of course, her breasts were full and the nipple ring turned me on tenfold. “I think you’re beautiful, honey,” I replied as I stared at her body. “Thanks dad,” she said. “I think you’re very handsome. May I get another look at your body? I didn’t get that good of a look the other day.” I stood up and pulled my shorts to my ankles exposing my hard dick. Mandy looked at me from head to toe and gazed at my rock hard dick. “Turn around,” she said. “Let me see everything.” I slowly turned and I could see her in the mirror looking at my ass. Mandy’s nipples were hard and her face took on a serious, sexy look. The kind of look a woman gets when she’s serious about making love. I stopped turning and faced Mandy. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me. My hard dick was pressing between us and her skin felt so soft on the underside of my hardness. Mandy looked up at me and her lips were inches from mine. I looked into her deep hazel eyes and moved my lips closer to hers. The anticipation was building and I wanted so much to make love to my nude beauty. Our lips continued to near and finally they met. We put our lips softly against each others and then gently parted. Again we softly touched our lips together and gently parted. The third time we touched lips our tongues found each other. Mandy opened her mouth and pressed her lips against mine, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. Our tongues danced for several seconds when Mandy put her lips around my tongue and sucked it. She then let it go and again pressed her lips against my mouth, her tongue still sweeping the inside of my mouth. Once again she sucked on my tongue and wrapped her lips around it; this time she pulled away sucking my tongue until it fell out of her mouth. Mandy immediately fell to her knees and took my throbbing cock into her mouth. I knew I shouldn’t allow this, but my base instincts took over and I wanted nothing more but to feel my cock inside my Mandy. I watched as Mandy held my balls in her hand as she took every inch of my cock into her mouth. I never thought my daughter would be a master at deep throat, but it felt so good and her tongue piercing added a sensation I had never before experienced. She continued to suck my cock until I could feel the sensation of my orgasm start to build. She gently took my cock out of her mouth and got up. She kissed me deeply; again her tongue was dancing in my mouth. She then led me to her bed where she laid on her back. She spread her legs and I could see her natural lubricant glistening on her labia. She slowly rubbed her clit and gently spread her pussy open. Inside she was the brightest pink and her hole looked tight. As she rubbed herself more of her juice came out of her and she was hornier than I expected. She reached up and took hold of my hard cock and gently pulled on it for me to lay on her. I laid between her spread legs and she put the tip of my cock against her wet pussy. I could feel her wetness and her hotness, but I couldn’t bring myself to put my cock into Mandy, not yet anyway. I pulled away from her and slid my mouth onto her tits and began to kiss and suck on them. I took her nipple into my mouth and rolled it with my tongue. I sucked on it and Mandy released a gasp as her chest moved up to meet my mouth. I released that breast from my mouth and moved to the nipple that had the piercing. She quivered with anticipation as I took the ring into my mouth and sucked. She threw her head back and gasped with pleasure. I then took the ring between my teeth and ever so gently pulled on it. Mandy’s gasps became loud moans and whimpers. Her hips began to grind against my chest and it was clear I located a sensitive area. I released the ring and once again sucked on it. Mandy’s moans became longer and when I took her ring between my teeth and pulled on it she cried, “Oh Please! It’s so good!” She lifted her head and watched me tug on her nipple ring. Her hips ground harder into my chest and she finally moved her hand to her pussy and began to feverishly rub her clit. Mandy’s whimpers became high pitched moans. I stopped pulling on her nipple ring and moved my mouth to her pussy. She was still rubbing her clit as my tongue met her fingers. She spread her lips with her fore and middle finger to expose her erect clit. I began to roll my tongue over it and between the folds of her pussy. She was hot and very wet. My lips and chin soon glistened as her juice flowed from her pussy. Mandy wasn’t going to last much longer, and neither was I. I moved my face from her pussy and she immediately grabbed my head with both hands and pulled it toward her face. Mandy anxiously licked my lips and chin and then drove her tongue deep into my mouth. Her breathing was hard and her tongue searched for mine. She again sucked on my tongue, this time seemingly savoring the flavor of her pussy. As she sucked my tongue, my hard cock found her hot, wet pussy and I drove it into her. She let out a whimper but did not stop tasting herself on my tongue. With each pump of my hard cock into her tight pussy she sucked my tongue harder and harder. I was ready to cum, and so was Mandy. Her whimpers once again turned to high pitched moans and she finally released her grip on my tongue. She lied back, her chest was heaving and her heavy breathing turned into guttural groans of pleasure. Mandy placed her hands behind her knees and pulled them toward her. My cock went in just so much deeper and I couldn’t hold back. I feverishly drove my cock into Mandy’s pussy and as I did so she let out a loud groan and rapidly repeated, “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” She then let go of her legs and hugged my neck so hard I couldn’t move. She began to shake and her pussy began to convulse. I drove my cock deep into her one last time and my orgasm exploded into her pussy. Mandy grabbed my ass and pulled me into her as hard as she could. She could feel my cock pulsating as it spewed its thick liquid into her. Mandy moved her pussy muscles so that it massaged every last drop out of my cock. I looked down at Mandy and our bodies were glistening. She put her head on the bed and tried to catch her breath. I gently kissed her chest and tasted the salty sweetness of our intermingling sweat. I removed my penis before it became totally flaccid and laid next to Mandy, holding her. Once she regained her breath, Mandy kissed me on the forehead and gave me a strong, loving hug. Then she quipped, “Now I have to take another shower.” We both chuckled as she looked at the clock. “Mom comes home in an hour. Maybe you should take a shower, too.” The thought of my wife, Mandy’s mother, never entered my mind and I think Mandy could see the panic in my face. As I began to speak Mandy said, “Don’t worry, dad. We’re both in deep shit if she finds out.” I got up and quickly went to the shower in my room while Mandy went to her shower. As it turned out, Mandy and I never went nude around the house. In fact, within the next several weeks she found an apartment with a girlfriend of hers. Before she moved out I wanted to be assured she wasn’t moving out because of the love we shared. “On the contrary,” she happily said. “I planned on moving out before we did our thing. It has nothing to do with what happened. Besides, once we settle into our apartment, I’ll invite you over for dinner and drinks. I think you’ll like my roommate once you get to know her better. We have a lot in common.” At that, Mandy winked and had a devilish grin on her face. The same grin she had when she first saw me nude.
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