Growing up I lived in a house where nudity was taken for granted. It is not like we were doing this for the sake of showing off but it was natural to our family, like breathing. My parents never worried if the kids saw them naked because everyone was naked and it was an unwritten rule that while we were at home no one wore clothes. Since there were no other houses within miles of us we could be naked any where and at anytime either in or out of the house.
Although, we were always naked, it didn't mean there was anything sexual, in fact, mom and dad were always very private about lovemaking. So regarding the family nudity, I never knew until middle school that our family wasn't the norm until I spent the night at a friend's house. Before I left, my mom told me other families were not like ours, they wore clothes at home so I had to as well. She also told me I had to respect the parent's wishes at all times. Our parent's were very strict about respecting the rights of others. Occasionally, friends would come over to play. My parents, being well liked in our Vermont town and there being no secrets about how we lived, many parents decided it was okay for their kids to come over. On those instances, my mom and dad would always cover up so there were no questions while other kids were around.
We lived in a small rural town in Vermont where everyone knew everyone else. Our house was out in the country on two acres with a pond of crystal, clear water. I was the middle boy in a family of an older and younger sister, Janey and June. I remember one day I came home from school and suddenly noticing my older sister Janey and mom were naked. When I say noticed, I mean before that day I knew they were naked but it really didn't interest me they were naked. Today, I went from not thinking twice about my sister and mom to thinking. Wow, my mom and sister are naked, how cool is that! I couldn't wait to run upstairs and take off my clothes, too! Being naked suddenly was important to me. My mom noticed the change in me and mentioned that my hormones were starting to kick in. My mom and dad wasted little time sitting me down and explained sex. Everything was out in the open in our house and mom and dad treated everything that happened as normal parts of life. There were no secrets. I really loved that about my family.
From time to time my mom's sister, Aunt Gracie would visit from New York, and in the months of July and August she stayed at our house for the summer. Aunt Gracie was very much a part of the family so as soon as she arrived would take off her clothes, as well. She and Uncle Bill were the only other people I knew that didn't wear clothes at home, too. Aunt Gracie always told us kids that we didn't know how good we had it, to live in the country and have the opportunity to breath fresh air and have the sun on us anytime we wanted.
Aunt Gracie was five years younger than mom, thin like mom and very pretty. My mom has long brown hair with smooth skin the color of cream. She had thick, brown pubic hair which obscured her vaginal lips. Dad always said, mom has a bottom you can crack an egg on. When I was younger, I thought it was hilarious that dad wanted to break an egg on mom's bottom. Aunt Gracie looked a little like mom but she was taller and had short blond hair. Mom was pretty but Aunt Gracie looked like one of those women you see in magazines. Again when I was younger, I thought something must be wrong with her because she had no hair between her legs just like Janey or June and I could see her vaginal lips no problem. Mom explained there was nothing wrong with Aunt Gracie, she had her pubic hair removed for Uncle Bill. Dad joked with mom that she had size C funbags and it took me a while to figure out dad was talking about her boobs. Aunt Gracie also had boobs just as big as mom but Aunt Gracie had really big nipples and her boobs hung more than moms. Aunt Gracie said Dad and Uncle Bill were hung like a horse and when I figured out she was referring to their penises, I don't know why she said that because every horse I have seen had a much bigger penis than Dad or Uncle Bill and horse's penises are pretty gross. Aunt Gracie stayed with us every summer and Uncle Bill came to visit on the weekend and then the last two weeks in August before he and Aunt Gracie went back to New York. Looking back my parents did a great job with my sisters and myself. Some people might say our upbringing was wrong but I know our family was a caring, loving environment and there isn't anything I wouldn't do for them. I had great memories of growing up.
It was the last week in June. I was home from my junior year in college. Aunt Gracie had just arrived for her summer vacation with us. I was feeling great because it was the start of summer and I could forget my books for awhile. I raced to my room and threw off my clothes following my usual habit, then raced back downstairs to find mom and Aunt Gracie in the kitchen talking. Aunt Gracie was thrilled to see me and gave me a big hug pulling me right into her chest. She smelled great and after hugging me held me back to get a better look at me and then gave me another big hug. I suddenly noticed how warm and wonderful she felt and how soft and amazing her boobs felt as I was pressed against them. Somehow my penis found its way between her legs and without any warning, I suddenly start to get hard.
I stepped back from my Aunt because I was feeling a little self conscience.
"Gracie, look at what you did to Jack, you gave him a hard-on!" mom said.
I looked down and my penis was sticking straight up and was rock hard. Now, you have to remember that in my house everything is talked about, our bodies, going to the bathroom, getting sick and anything else. Everything was out in the open and although I got hard-ons before and knew everyone was pretty relaxed when it happened, the fact I had a hard-on after Aunt Gracie hugged me made me a little embarrassed. As soon as Aunt Gracie saw my hard-on, she tried to apologize and absentmindedly tried to brush it down but with everyone's attention and her trying to push my penis down it only seemed to grow harder. The next thing I knew I was squirting onto the kitchen floor. It happened so fast I hardly knew what happened. Okay, to be truthful, I was in kind of in a dry spell with girls and the last six months was an utter drought. With the last month being unusually warm, the girls grew in attractiveness as the weather became warmer. Aunt Gracie's naked hug took me by surprise. Mom jumped to the rescue and cleaned it up with a wet cloth.
"Now honey, there is nothing wrong with what just happened. It is perfectly normal. You shouldn't feel embarrassed. " mom said.
"Aunt Gracie, I'm sorry. It's just I have been so tense lately and the girls just seem more attractive at school." I said.
"Forget it, Jack. No need to apologize. Now I know how much you like me." Aunt Gracie said.
"Aunt Gracie!!", I exclaimed with exasperation in my voice.
"Boy, I guess he needs a girlfriend," I could hear mom say to Aunt Gracie as I left the room. I heard them laughing a little to themselves.
One of the benefits of living in a family like mine was my popularity with the other kids in high school. Everyone wanted an invitation to my house but invitation were very well regulated by my parents. I had developed a very friendly personality primarily because of the openness in our house and the frank discussions left little I didn't know about girls and sex. Since nudity was commonplace to me, I was far more interested in getting to know girls and I discovered this was more appealing to girls than just wanting to get into their pants. Not that I didn't want to but the openness in our family took much of the pressures off me. I learned that talking to girls was more exciting to them than just lusting after them. Some of the best times I have every had with a girl was just talking to them. So in general, I had great relationships with most of the girls in my high school class. Luckily, the practice I got in high school helped me in college and I was pretty comfortable talking with girls who had heard all the lines in their short time at college.
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