"Mom, Dad, who the hell is this and why are you all naked?"
Enter Sarah.
Sarah, 18, was the youngest of John and Sian's two daughters. She was about 5'5", slim, shoulder length blond hair that I imagined was kept quite neat but right now was rather bedraggled. She was wearing a baggie jumper and leggings, very much the student look, finished off with a huge rucksack on her back, containing no doubt an entire term's load of dirty washing. She was so pretty. A really cute look to her that wasn't helping me lose my hard on.
Of course I immediately reacted, firstly grabbing my hard cock with my hands in a poor attempt to hide it whilst shouting "oh fuck", and then grabbing my trousers from the floor and scrunching them up in front of my crotch.
"Sarah, what on earth?" John said, standing up and revealing his lack of erection. "We didn't hear you come in. What are you doing back from University?"
Sian now stood up, "you were due back next week."
"Well clearly you weren't expecting me," replied Sarah. She continued to look me up and down, her parents' nudity being nothing extraordinary given it was something she'd encountered before given their naturist lifestyle.
John walked over to her and took her arm: "it's nothing dear, come to the kitchen and let me explain. You know we've always enjoyed this kind of lifestyle, there's nothing you haven't seen before."
As John took her bag off her shoulders and led her to the kitchen Sarah was still protesting, "yes but I've not seen him before, who the fuck is he and why did he have a hard on?" She was gesturing towards my cock as she was led off. Not quite knowing what to do I rather pathetically mouthed 'sorry'. Sarah scowled back at me.
I was left alone with Sian who had something of a smirk on her face. "Oh my God," I said, "this is awful, I'm so sorry." I went to quickly put my clothes back on but Sian stopped me.
"Don't panic. Just relax. If you suddenly disappear it will just make it worse." She pulled away the trousers I was wrestling with and using to cover my cock. In doing so she revealed a now soft cock. "John will be telling her that you're just a new friend we've met that's also into naturism. Just sit back down and act normal"
"And the hard-on? That wasn't 'normal'" I asked.
"That may take a little more explaining" replied Sian.
John came back in the room, followed by Sarah, now free of her baggy jumper and wearing a t-shirt that revealed a larger pair of tits than her mother's. I quickly averted my gaze, the last thing I needed was for my cock to start reacting to how fit Sarah was.
Sarah sat down on the sofa next to her Mum. Sarah was the only person in the room that was clothed. She looked straight at me with something of a scowl.
"Well?" There was a pause. I know she wanted to have the scene she witnessed explained to her but I had no idea what to say.
Sian came to my rescue. "I presume your Dad has told you that we've reignited our interest in going clothes-free. I presume that's okay with you? You never minded when you lived here."
"That's fine", Sarah replied. "I was always relaxed about that, I've even developed a bad habit of sometimes forgetting to put clothes on in my Uni halls. My flatmates think I'm some kind of swinger"
Myself, Sian and John all blushed and shuffled uncomfortably in our seats.
Sarah carried on: "but he," she pointed at me, accusingly, "he, had, well, he had a hard on! It was sticking right out."
"But Sarah love," replied Sian, "he's just new to it, that's all. I've seen that happen lots of times. Simon just wanted to come and chat about the lifestyle and we decided to get comfortable. He simply got a bit excited. If you'd been another two minutes then we'd have been sat like this, all happily relaxed and chatting."
Sarah didn't seem totally convinced but had at least calmed down. I again rather pathetically mouthed 'sorry'.
"Well I'll leave you to it, whatever it is you're up to" Sarah said, standing up and shaking her head. "I need a shower and I'm knackered."
Sarah left the room. As she turned from us she lifted her t-shirt up, starting to undress. Just as she exited I could see the side of her breasts in her bra. She quickly glanced to me and then to my crotch. She's spotted that my hard-on was returning. She gave another angry shake of her head.
After she'd gone we sat for what felt like ages but was at best two minutes. We heard her drag the rucksack upstairs, slam her bedroom door, re-open it and come back downstairs.
She was naked.
To partly hide her modesty she had a full wash basket in front of her. She paused and I looked at her sweet, full pert tits. They were indeed bigger than her mother's.
"Can you put this load on please Mum?" she asked of Sian.
"Of course dear'" came the reply.
She dropped the basket. It revealed a bushy, blond mound of pubic hair. She was there for barely a second before turning but I could make out the line of her pussy lips. And then I got to see her ass. An ass with a lovely gentle wobble to it as she walked out of the room.
Sian and John were looking at me, smirking. There was no mistake now, my hard-on was back. Another short wait as we heard Sarah go back into the bathroom and put the shower on.
Nothing was said and then Sian moved over to me, dropped to her knees and put my hard cock in her mouth.
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