I am new here and on looking round I was encouraged to set down my beginnings in family love, a term I prefer to incest, and so here it is. I am female and age 22. Our way to make love is not for everyone, and in no way do I condone force being used or coercion being applied. This is my story and it is a true account on my beginning as a sexual person at age fourteen. I have a very slim build, and 5.7 inches tall with light brown hair. I am nothing special to look at with a small pair of breasts and long nipples. I have a small, rounded ass that my dad describes as two oranges in a sack! That can lead to a chase and ends in kisses! I was a good student in school and I got good grades in all subjects.

I live in a naturist family who introduced my sister and me to nudism from the start. Their families are nudist as well and all have shared with each other through their lives. I loved the freedom to be naked at our sun club and at home. We adopted a common sense view to clothes; if the house was cool or cold we wore something for practical reasons My sister is almost eight years older than me and she is now married and has her own home. She is a frequent visitor to our sun club and our house. Her husband is also a naturist who she met at our club. He is older than her and a great guy, funny and full of life. It is easy to understand why sis fell for him.

As I grew up and my body changed into curves with pubic hair, I noticed that the men at the club would steal a glance at me which was pleasing and welcome. Nothing was said but that frisson was there and it was a wonderful feeling.

Younger people are short on supply in naturist clubs as most of the clubs I visited were dominated by middle-aged and older people. They were great to chat with and tap into their experience. They in tern never looked down on me as a silly girl and responded generously to my questions as we talked. Time passed and I was attracted to a young man who told me openly he liked me and said I was beautiful. We were together in the pool, holding hands and I really enjoyed his company. He was sixteen at that time.

We started to kiss in secluded places in the club grounds and he got huge hard-on’s that were truly vertical and very impressive. He was embarrassed, but I told him I was not offended, after all he was paying me the ultimate compliment, and I loved it. When I mentioned it to my mother she smiled and said she was not surprised and she asked me if I wanted to make love to him and had I considered going on the pill. I said yes on both counts.

I shared hugs and cuddles with mum and dad and I loved their contact.

We all went to the sun club on a hot Saturday morning and after stripping off I looked round for my boyfriend. When we met he gave me a naturist style hug – a light embrace at the top with a slight bend of the body to keep his cock and my pussy apart- and off we went to chat. I had been on the pill long enough to be ‘safe’ so when we found a quiet spot behind a hut we started to make out. The speed of his erection to full up was incredibly short in time and unaided by me other than a kiss with tongues! I wanted him in me and soon he was between my legs as I lay on the grass. He put his cock in me and pushed a couple of times before his pressure broke my hymen. His thrust carried the head of his cock inside me, and he panicked, so he pulled out, that’s when he came. His come covered my pussy lips, my thighs and the grass. It was a pressure fountain and one squirt hit my face and went into my hair. He was so upset; I was bleeding slightly and soaked in come.

I used handfuls of grass to remove his come sufficiently to be able to run to the swimming pool where I dived in. The cold water dip cooled me down as it did for my boyfriend who followed me into the water. He was so embarrassed and apologetic for making a mess of it, and he felt worse when I told him I was on the pill, meaning he had no need to withdraw at all. It proved he was concerned for me that he did withdraw, and I apologised for my part in his actions as I had not mentioned my protected state to him.

I went to my family and told them what had happened. Mum said she expected us two to try, and that lovemaking was a natural thing to happen. Later on my boyfriend came to us and he was man enough to tell my parents what took place. There was no yelling or fights, just a civilised chat. Dad said he felt it was best if we made love in a better environment at home and he was welcome to come over if he wanted. He never did take that offer up.

I knew that daddy was making love to my sister, and my first successful sex opened the way to mention to mom that I had heard him one night with my sister. Dad came to me and asked me how I felt about him and sis and I said I was fine with it. He hugged me and kissed the top of my head as we stood together in our kitchen. He took my hand and led me to the living room where all of us chatted about family love. Daddy told me to sit on his lap and he hugged me and I felt his cock stirring on my naked bottom. He told me that a start with an experienced man was the best way to begin to avoid disasters like I had experienced. He just asked: how would I like it if we all go upstairs now? I recall saying: ‘yes please’. All of us when to his bedroom where I was placed on my back, and mum and sis lay on each side of me. The light was off but the light on the landing lit the room, enabling me to see dads cock. He asked me if I wanted the light on or not, and after he lit the room I could see his hard-on dance around as he walked to the bed and he came to kneel between my open legs. Mum and sis held me and explained what daddy was going to do: make love to me. Oh how much I wanted this to happen. I had my thighs opened wide with my feet on the bed, knees bent. I looked dad in the eyes and held out my arms to silently say: ‘please come to me daddy.’

He came over me with his hands on the bed either side of me, supporting his weight. He asked me if I really wanted him to make love to me and I said ‘Oh yes, very much’. Sis was rubbing my clit which was so hard and sensitive making my pussy so wet and creamy. Mum put the tip of Daddy’s cock to my pussy and I felt it being pushed home slowly and with pressure. He touched my cervix with its head, and I had the most incredible orgasm. Sis said my eyes rolled up as I went rigid and my belly pulsed over and over. Mother said she could see the head of dad’s cock make a small bump in my belly as he pushed it home. Daddy waited till I came back to earth before he did any thing else. He kissed me and asked me if I was alright, and in those minutes after my climax he kissed my forehead, my face and nose, all the time telling me how beautiful I was and how me loved me and showed it in our special family way.

When he resumed making love to me I felt his cock moving in and out of my pussy. Daddy calls it cunt, so he tells me: lovely cunt, sweet cunt over and over, I came twice more and each time he waited till I recovered from my shuddering orgasms. When he came inside me, he pushed to my cervix, stopped there, and released his loving come. I felt it arrive, over and over. I had my final climax and daddy stayed inside me, kissing me and held close in his arms. Mum and sis were there on either side of me soothing my hair and face.

I felt sore, tired and very good afterwards. I went to the bathroom to look at my face, and I saw a pink face and red crest on my chest looking back at me in the mirror. I felt strangely empowered and so pleased that I had been with daddy. I had felt totally safe in his arms; a feeling I still have to this day.

Daddy asked me how felt and with a hug I said how great it all felt to me. I jumped at his offer to sleep in his bed that night, where we spooned, his crotch to my ass. He smoothed my belly with his hand and whispered in my ear how lovely I was, and how lucky he was to love me so dearly in our special way. We shared body heat with each other and I fell asleep reliving our evening of love.

About four AM I was awoken by daddy running his hand on my ass and thighs, and feeling his cock rubbing down the valley of my ass. I moved on my back and he mounted me again, and this time I put his cock in my cunt. Our lovemaking woke up mom who was there for me as we began what I call our dance of love. When he came inside me, me pushed one of his pillows under my ass to keep his come inside me for a while. I squeezed my thighs together to preserve the tingles I felt from our lovemaking.

Next morning I sat and ate breakfast, and felt a real member of the family. Daddy lightly slapped my ass when I got up from the table and grinned broadly at me. I grinned back: nothing needed to be said and it wasn’t.

It was time for school, and as usual dad ran me there before he went to his office. I had my bag in hand ready for off, when dad held me and kissed me. He complimented me on how I had reacted to his loving last night and he soon pulled me to him with both his hands on my ass. I could feel his hard-on poking me in my belly and I rubbed his cock and pressed my pussy towards it,

Dad whispered that he needed me now, and at his instruction he had me bend over the back of the living room couch, where he hiked up my knee length blue pleated skirt, revealing my ‘passion killer’ blue knickers. He slipped them down to my ankles, and found my cunt was very creamy and ready for cock. He dropped his pants and slipped in his cock and a ‘ooh’ escaped my lips. I was a bit sore and very tight, but he drove home several times before he told me:’here it comes’ and I felt his come arrive at my cervix. He used the same technique as before where he stops humping me, pushes hard home to my cervix and sprays me inside with his hips pushed hard to my ass.

When I calmed down, I realised that mom was there, and she had anticipated my needs. She had a towel which she put over my knickers and when dad withdrew, I was able to catch his come and wipe myself basically dry. We were late for school, and we had to scoot, so it was up with knickers, down with my skirt, and as dad tidied himself up, mom handed me a spare pair of knickers in a plastic envelope and told me to put them in my bag for later. Mom hugged me and said I was a woman now and she said how hot I looked being ‘serviced’ by dad like that. She added that that was one of the delights I would have from now on. I felt so proud and grown up and with a glow on my cheeks we left the house.

On the trip in dad’s car, he reminded me that what we did in the family must stay in the family, and he stroked my legs as he drove. He stopped short of my usual drop-off point, looked round, and kissed me deeply on the lips. He arranged to pick me up later, and off I ran. He told me later that he sat and watched me run down the lane with my thigh length skirt dancing around until I disappeared round the corner.

My head was anywhere but on lessons. My friend said I looked ‘far away’ and ‘what happened’? I replied: ‘nothing just thinking’. It was as well that mom has given me a spare pair of knickers! I had a gooey gusset by break time, and had to change them mid-morning. I sat in a stall, and yes, I sniffed them catching the characteristic smell of come – dad’s come, on them. I recall smiling as I slipped them in the envelope.

Home time couldn’t come soon enough for me. I ran like crazy to his car and shot into the passenger seat. I real kiss wasn’t possible with lots of people round us. It was a peck on the cheek and away we went. Once we had driven away onto open road, dad started to run his hand up and down my thigh, and when he reached my knickers, he rubbed them and said: ‘hunch up sweetheart and slip them off’. I soon had two pairs of blue knickers in my schoolbag!

The rest of the trip home was lots of sweet agony as dad massaged my clitty. Was I wet! He said it felt so ready for some cock, and I had to agree. I had an afternoon special on dad’s bed before meal time. He told me to let his come run down my inner thighs when we got up, and he said it was something he loved to see. His come is thick and came out slowly.

After we ate, he told mum and I that ‘you girls deserve some retail therapy’, so after some pussy first aid, we left the dishes and drove to our local shopping mall/ shopping city. Dad told mom to buy something nice for both of them and he left us to shop while he went off alone. Back at the car we met up with dad who was looking round for us. ‘Good trip ladies’? ‘Yes dad I replied, but it was a lot of money’.

Back home we unloaded our purchases, and they included two dresses, shoes, lingerie and several tops. Mom had improved her wardrobe as well.

‘I have bought you a few things as well’ said dad looking my way, and he went out to his car to fetch them. He had several packages, and I looked through them right away. My, what a selection he had bought for me. Several pairs of stockings and garter belts, some of them looked like a super short mini skirts and all of them were obviously expensive items. He had also bought a pair of skin-tight white leggings which had a deep scoop out at the back that would obviously show my ass crack, with laces to draw the edges together. Wow, what a sexy gift to get from dad. They shouted sexy and expensive as well.

I modelled them for dad and mom watched. The sexy leggings got dad really excited, the more so as I had left on a pair of his stockings and garters belts under them and he could see the outline of them through the leggings. Strange that a nudist dad seemed more excited seeing me dressed than nude.

I must admit I liked what he had bought, and he had picked the right sizes as well, due to moms help. It was soon time to take them off and see dad look at my tiny pussy with a huge hard-on. He was turned on and so was I. My bald pussy was licked and pounded for ages, as his supply of come had been drained. What a few days it had been…

Someone asked me if my account with dad was true. Yes it is true. I wrote it as a release in written form from the restrictions our lifestyle imposes on us all, and this kind of forum is the only way I do it.

I will recount a few occasions when dad and I enjoyed sexy liaisons outside our house. They were memorable and they have remained vividly impressed on my brain ever since.

Soon after our first time together he came with mom to a school event. It took place in a hall were lots of other parents were packed in, with standing room only. We were back to the outer wall, with me stood between my parents, and dad was on my left. It was a boring talk and I wished we had cut it and I had gone directly home after lessons. Then, I felt dad’s hand on my ass gently squeezing it, one side then the other. Soon after, he started to pull up my skirt until he had uncovered my knickers and allow space to push his right hand down inside my knickers and onto my ass He then massaged my bum slowly and sexily.

We glanced at each other and he gave me one of those ‘what’ looks my way, and I grinned back. I had a wriggle when he ran a finger round my star and into my pussy. It was sweet torture and it went on for close to fifteen minutes until the meeting ended.

When we got home we went to dad’s room and I blew his brains out with me across his body, my knees each side as he lay on his back. I worked his cock hard, especially working my tight ‘silk sleeve’ milking him for his impudence… smiles. Dad calls my pussy my silk sleeve which I rather like.

Dad likes to take me shopping, and he likes to see me model purchases in the store. That can be… interesting. I flash him when I can.

I do not regret my choices one bit. Having dad introduce his daughter to her love life was right for me and it maybe is for many others. Nudism was the other key part of it. My kids will all be nudists, and when the time is right their parents will cross them into adulthood.