First Nude Beach

Fbailey story number 700


AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is longer than most of my stories, twelve pages in Word.


First Nude Beach


Dad said, “We are going to spend Friday night in a motel and spend all day at the beach on Saturday. Then we go back to the motel for the night and then back to the beach on Sunday before coming home late.”

Mom asked, “What’s up?”

Dad smiled and said, “You girls should buy very sexy bikinis before Friday.”

My sister said, “Oh goody, I can get a new bikini.”

I said, “A sexy one too. Get a thong so you can show off that great ass of your.”

Mom said, “Watch your mouth, young man.”

Dad said, “He’s right though. You girls have wonderful butts.” There was a pause and then he added, “And great tits.”

I watched my sister Renay blush. At fourteen she is almost a match for Mom in every way. They exchange clothes, makeup, and even shoes. I’m pretty sure they share bras too. Mom is thirty-four years old and wears a 34-C bra. I can’t help but wonder what Renay’s tits will look like when she stops growing.

If it matters, I’m a year older than my sister is at sixteen.

Anyway Dad made that announcement on Monday. By Wednesday Mom and Renay had their new bikinis. Son of a bitch if they didn’t get thong bikinis for each of them, along with another very skimpy one for each of them. Renay said that they were going to start out conservative and see what happens.

I said, “I want to see you in them,” and Dad agreed. After all in a way he had paid for them.

The two girls went into Mom’s bedroom while Dad and I sat in the living room waiting for them to return. It was a fairly long wait but it was certainly worth it when they finally returned. They looked like twins, maybe even sisters, but in no way did they look like mother and daughter in those bikinis.

Pure white with big gold rings at the sides of their bottoms and between their rather large tits on their tops. The bottom had pretty small coverage, which explained the long wait. Obviously they had shaved their pussies. When they turned the bottom was much bigger in the back but still rather sexy. Their tops had strings holding everything together. When they turned to face us again they both had hard nipples from their excitement. I had a hard-on from my excitement. I didn’t check Dad out because frankly I didn’t care.

Dad said, “Wow! You girls look wonderful. Go put on the next one.”

Off they ran giggling. Our wait was much shorter that time. Again they had on the same white bikinis but the tops and the bottoms were teardrop shaped and struggled to cover their areolas and pussy slits. When they turned all there was were strings, very tiny strings.

Dad said, “You girls are really going to turn heads this Saturday.”

I said, “You’ve already turned our heads. Mom you always look great. Renay what can I say, you look fabulous. You and Mom could be sisters. Really!”

Renay asked, “So I take it you like my great ass in this thong bikini?”

I replied, “I certainly do.”

She smirked and asked, “What about my tits?”

She didn’t even have to ask that question. I said, “They look wonderful. I had no idea that you had such a great set…just like Mom.”

Mom laughed and said, “Well thanks for including me in that left-handed complement.”

Dad said, “Hey, give the boy a break. It is the first time that Renay has flaunted them in front of us, you know.”

Renay blushed and said, “I’m not flaunting them. If I were I’d do this.” Then she started to shake them from side to side and up and down. When she started spinning them in circles the left one fell out of her top.

Dad hooted and said, “Now that’s flaunting. Honey, flip one of yours out for the boy to see.”

Mom actually thought about it while looking at Renay’s tit still hanging out. Then she said, “Okay! Why not! I’m not going to let my own daughter upstage me.”

Then Mom pulled one teardrop piece of cloth to the side setting her right breast free. With Renay standing on Mom’s right side we got to see their bare breasts right next to one another. Mom had some sag to her breast but much darker areolas and fatter nipples. Renay’s breast was much firmer, much rounder, and she had very light colored areolas and tiny nipples, which were hard.

I was surprised that they left them out in the open for so long for Dad and I too look at. Then Mom turned and asked Renay to untie her top. Mom pulled it off and tossed it to Dad.

I was even more surprised when Renay turned her back toward Mom. Mom knew instinctively what to do. Then Renay tossed her top to me.

Now that was worth a picture.

Dad was thinking the very same thing when he said, “Go get your camera.”

I hurried but I didn’t really have too, Mom and Renay were still standing side by side when I returned.

Dad said, “Smile you two! I want a good one for the family photo album. That caused then to laugh and then they smiled for me. Dad had them do a quarter turn with their backs together, another quarter turn and face away from us. He wanted a few more of them like that. After all they definitely had great asses. They turned to face one another. That was when Dad said, “Get nipple to nipple for a few shots. I stood up on the back of the couch and shot practically straight down on them for the best picture yet.

Dad asked, “Care to loose the bottoms?”

Mom said, “Why not, your brother has been trying to catch us coming out the shower for years.”

Renay said, “Does this mean that we can keep the bathroom door open when we shower? The mirror gets all fogged up and I can’t see into it for a long time. I need to see into it to fix my hair and my makeup.”

Mom laughed and said, “I guess so. Why not! After all he is obviously going to take pictures of our slits anyway.”

Dad added, “Up close and personal too.”

I said, “Maybe we could shower together like Mom and Dad…to conserve water, that is.”

Renay said, “I’m not sure that I’m ready for that yet.”

Dad knelt before Mom and lowered her bottom while I took his picture. Then I knelt before Renay and lowered her bottom while Dad took my picture. Then I got my camera back.

At first they just stood there with their feet together. Dad encouraged Mom to open up her stance. That sort of forced Renay to do the same thing. When their feet were about shoulder width apart I held the camera between their legs with the lens pointed straight up.

Dad liked that and told me to lie on my back and then he told Mom to walk up to my waist and stop.

Yes!