Junior Sex Club 1

I found a much better rewritten version of this story once online, and regretted erasing it from my computer. Here’s the origanal written by someone else….I take no credit it for this, but thought many of you might like it. I only which I could get my hands on the rewritten copy so if anyone has it or knows where to get it, much apreasiated.
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The story below relates a tremendous change in life styles for me…one involving a sudden jump into the wild, wonderful world of juvenile sex and incest. It all started one bright sunny Monday morning in July. I was home from work taking a couple of comps and enjoying just being lazy.
My thoughts were very much on the events of yesterday. My wife, Sue, had astounded me some weeks earlier when she announced that she wanted us all to visit a nudist resort near here. She claimed that she’d heard a lot of good things about it from her friends and felt that at least it would give us all a chance to develop great all-over tans.
Hardly a prude, I still had to give it a bit of thought before
agreeing. The idea of being naked among a bunch of adults was not too upsetting…as my wife and I had often been part of a swing group in college and we had attended a few dandy naked orgies in the woods. It was the prospect of being naked with my kids.
We ran a pretty loose household and I’d often enough caught
glimpses of them naked, but Mindy was now eleven and just starting to develop sexually. What would she think of such a visit? Nine year old Polly and four year old Suzy wouldn’t give it a thought, I suspected.
Sue brought it up over breakfast and much to my surprise, the girls all agreed to give it a try. That was on a Friday and the
following morning we were all in the car and driving under a warm, cloudless sky to the resort. When we got there the gate was opened by a tall, statuesque naked woman with a bushy brown pussy mat and large well-shaped breasts. She welcomed us, signed us in, and told us where to find our campsite.
As we parked and unloaded the camping gear, a party of twenty or so naked girls and boys ran down the road. The girls old enough to have tits wiggled them wildly as they ran and the effect gave me an immediate erection which I tried vainly to hide as I unwrapped the tent.
“Dirty old man,” Sue whispered to me as she helped me, “I saw
that boner. What are you going to do when you’re naked?”
“Damned if I know,” I muttered, “maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.”
“Nonsense…the magazines at Adele’s house say that men’s
erections hardly ever happen once the man is naked…and the hidden aspect is gone,” she laughed.