Hello friends, The Professor asked me to write an essay about my experiences dealing with nudity & sexuality, how it was handled when I was young and how my husband and I are going about it with our family. It was first posed over a year ago and posted again about six months later. It received a good reception, but readers seemed to want more information. So, in this, much longer, revised version, I've added and interview with my two children and a narrative of a recent week at our home. I hope my effort will help others when making parenting decisions.
PART ONE:
My Sex-Positive Parents
I suppose that I should introduce myself. I'm a married woman, married to the same man for twenty five years. We have two kids, a son and his older sister. Both are in their teens. We're a normal family. We both work, the kids do well in school. We live in an average home in an average Mid-Western community. We are about is "middle-America" as you can get.
So, how are we unusual? Well let me start with a little more background about me. My parents are both elderly, but still living. They celebrated 50 years of marriage past November. They live nearby and I try to help them as much as I can. I have a younger brother and sister. I'm the oldest child, my sister is the youngest and is eighteen years younger than I am. I was always sort of an extra mother for her, and when I got married, my husband also became a semi-parent. Though there's a huge age difference with us we have become best friends. Sadly My brother and his family live far away, so I do not get to see them as much. So far we sound pretty normal right? Maybe we are. But one interesting thing about us, is that we are nudist, or naturist as some will say. My parents have been committed nudist as far back as I can remember. To this very day both my siblings are nudists and go in the nude every as much as they can.
As I understand it, both my parents grew up going in the nude on a regular basis at home. My Nana (grandmother) would always tell me that from the time she was small, my mother liked to be naked more than to wear clothes. Her family growing up weren't nudists, but they were no stranger to family nudity. So while most parents make their kids get dressed when they discover the joy of going naked, my grandparents did not. That one decision on their part changed my life, and the life of my children.
My parents, brother and sister are all nudist to this day. In my life I’ve met people that would go nude on vacation or visit nude beaches occasionally. But for us being nudist was a central part of our life. (key statement)
Growing up our normal routine was pretty standard. We only had one full bath in our house and you can imagine in a house full of nudists, it would make a chaotic situation even more crazy. The whole family would be naked. No one really ever bothering to cover up. My dad would get ready for work and my siblings and I for school. My mother was a stay at home parent and if she had no place to go, she'd spend the day nude. When we got home, the clothes would come off almost immediately. We'd have a snack, do homework, maybe some chores or play outside in our fenced-in backyard, and be nude the whole time. At night we'd watch television, talk, play, or read in the living room and we'd be naked. From about the age of five or so I slept in the nude. It was (and still is) wonderful. On weekends or in the summer we'd send days on end bare butt. Of course living in the upper Mid-West it is very cold in winter so we didn't exactly stay naked when we played in the snow.
We would also visit nudist resorts all over the place in the summer time. My early experiences in social nudism helped me realize that for other families nudism was normal as well. Additionally, my parents had a small cottage on a lake. Skinny dipping and just sitting around talking on the porch in the nude was pretty normal. So from a very early age we learned the liberating feeling and joy from spending time nude both at home and in other appropriate venues. Nudism was never forced on us, but we were never made to feel ashamed of our bodies. When we were very young our parents made decisions for us, like some families expect that everyone puts on their Sunday best for church, we were expected to be nude at home or when the family went to nudist places. But as we became older, that choice became ours. We all chose to stay naked. Both of my siblings are nudist to this day. At some moments in our teen years there was some push back against family trips to the nudist camps. Not because we did not like going nude in public, but because we were growing up and we had our own extracurricular activities that didn't involve the rest of the family. But there was never a point where any of us stopped loving going nude when we could.
I came of age in the 1980’s. My parents were baby boomers, not hippies, but their views on sex was to bring it out in the open. Thus in our home environment, my parents also never hid their sexuality from us. I think they saw it as a logical extension of their views on natural living. My mom was (and still is) very sexual and my dad loves that about her. For instance, they never thought to shut their bedroom door when they were having sex. They saw no need to conceal what they saw as the physical dimension of affirming their love to one another. When I was little, I thought nothing about the fact I routinely saw my parents playing in bed. For that matter it was just as normal and not worthy of notice when Mom to touched her vagina while watching TV. When asked why she rubbed herself like that she calmly said told us she did it just because it felt good. The same way she told us that the reason my dad’s penis got big and stood upright was because he liked being with her.
As I went through puberty and into my teen years, my understanding of what they were doing when the interacted sexually and why they did it became more and more complete. Since Mom was nudist, it was no great leap when she first told me directly how I too could touch myself they way she did. She explained how with practice it would being to feel amazing. It seemed quite normal that she showed me the ways she most liked to touch her pussy, her boobs and the rest of her body. Sure, I eventually would have learned it on my own. Since all this, including my enjoyment of pleasing myself was quite literally out in the open in our house, as I got older and began to really enjoy masturbating whenever and wherever the urge took me (while at home). Of course since I saw no reason to limit playing with myself to my bedroom, Mom and my siblings could not help but seeing me.
It was quite an awakening when I realized my friends home life was so different than my own. Then (as now) I could not understand why one spouse became so enraged when the other enjoyed sexual interaction with other people. In my home, at least once a month my mother talked right at the dinner table, with graphic detail about the sex she’d had that day with one of her lovers. Just like nudism, non-monogamy is also multi-generational in my family. Not only has my grandmother has my grandmother been open about the fact she enjoys having sex with men besides by grandfather; my Mimi (great grandmother) ran afoul of the Catholic church for divorcing her abusive husband. And was she a celibate widow? Not a chance. Nor did she pretend be. She continued to be sexually active for many, many, decades. With how many men? No one in my family has a clue. But we do know her long string of boyfriends continued right into her 90's. She never did really settled down with anyone.
So, when Mom, right over dinner, would tell us all about stem-winding sex with some hot man (or woman) that day, not only did Dad not get mad hearing about it, he almost always got an erection. More than once the dinner ended early so they could fuck. Yet, to my friend’s parents having sex with a lover was a cardinal sin. That seemed so stupid to me.
Sure my parents occasionally fussed, but I saw them make love far more often. Seeing them fucking several times a week, in every way imaginable, was very reassuring to me. My home was not anything like the awful places my friends described. Even when they weren’t actually screwing Mom would have his dick in her hand stroking him. It was really quite nice. Even before I’d entered high school I’d decided I wanted a marriage like my parents, and not like those of my friends. How many times I redoubled that commitment as I consoled my friends for their awful home lives I do not know.
PART TWO
Claiming Sex-Positivity As My Own
This was in the Reagan era when there was a public backlash against free sexuality. Increasingly the school environment became hostile to teenage sex. While fortunately my state did not adopt the “abstinence only” form of sex education, there was still a pervasive attitude that having sex as a teenager was not only wrong, but it would harm your life. There was a deliberate effort to portray sexually active girl as underachievers and headed to teen pregnancy and failure. Of course, that was a lie, and I knew it even then. In high school, I was actually a very good student, if I say so myself. I was in orchestra, cross country and I was the editor of my school yearbook. But contrary to stereotypes, I did all this while enjoying a very active sex life.
While I continued to masturbate watching my parents on occasion, I had progressed from solo sex, to sex with partners. My parents gave me a safe space at home to explore and enjoy sex with others. Even before I first had sex my parents let me know that while sex was a normal part of my teenage years, they wanted me to be safe. So the rules were simple, I could have sex if I used protection and kept the door open. So, naturally I had a string of boyfriends and as well as a couple female friends with whom I’d would play in my bed.
I was 14 years old when I decided I was ready to have sex. Of course I told my mother that very day. She was not the least upset. She said she was excited for me and we talked a bit in explicit detail of what I wanted to do. She not only booked me a doctor’s appointment to get me on birth control, but we began a whole series of discussions about things we’d never talked about before. We began with who I wished to be to be my first. Then we went on to things like how to let a boy know I wanted to fuck, and what to do once we were in my bedroom. These and other such things were outside my experience. Mom said for at least the first visit that she would be covered up, but that any guests should know that we’re nudist and that they would see the human body eventually here. Mom and Dad let it be known that the door must remain fully open as long as my playmates were there. Some of my friends actually hung out in the nude. And one or two were brave enough to go nude around my family.
Of course, Mom and my brother & sister all peeked in when my playmate couldn’t see. It was actually fun to make eye contact with Mom while I had sex, the same way we did when she had sex. The fact that she made a point to let me know she was aware of what me and my boyfriend or girlfriend were doing and gave me a big smile every time was immensely supportive as I was developing my sexual skills. My little sis though thought it was just fun. She liked being the precocious young girl and later when I was in college, she got a little crush on Joe (my husband). He was a good sport about it and they are good friends to this day.
One memorable time was when a girl from my high school and I were licking each other’s pussy like crazy. We doing sixty-nine, but I could see the doorway out of my room. First, I saw Mom watching and then Erik, my brother, peeked in with her. I could see that he was fully hard. Mom shooed him away and then left herself. My friend was quite good at pleasing my pussy with her tongue and didn’t notice they were there and left. I immediately went back to eating her out. Five minutes later Erik came back, still sporting a boner. The whole situation was very erotic and a licked and fingered her to an big orgasm while she did the same to my pussy. The whole scene was sensory overload to Erik and he came too. He actually came into my room and was so close that when he ejaculated, some of his load landed on my foot. It was the hot cum landing on me that caused me to look lover to where he was standing. I saw him shoot his last bit of cum before beating a surprisingly quiet and hasty retreat. It was all I could do not to laugh.
By the time I finished high school, I was extremely confident in my sexuality. Somehow I just assumed when I got to college all my friends on my floor at the apartment would be as confident and experienced as I was. They weren’t, I found myself as the guru on my floor for all things sexual. I really liked that role.
PART THREE
Leading Joe to Become Sex-Positive
Even while my friends all assumed I would settle down and become monogamous once I found the right guy; I was actually quite committed that when I had a husband and a family of my own, I would retain my right to have sex with whomever I chose and I would raise my kids the exact same way I was. There was one problem though. The man I would eventually decided was “the” guy wasn’t even a nudist when we met…hell, he hadn’t even had a skinny dipping experience with friends growing up. Not only that, he was extremely inexperienced with sex when we met. What little sexual experience he’d had was hurried and beset with guilt. He was raised in a strict Catholic home. Open nudity at home was simply beyond the realm of conception. A lifestyle of living in the nude was, to him, like science fiction. And sex that was out in the open was an image from Dante’s Inferno, not real life.
Here is a very funny episode of Joe’s transition into becoming part of my family. The first time he slept over at the house I grew up in, I had already moved out for college and my parents turned my bedroom back into a first floor TV room. So Joe and I slept nude, of course, in the living room on an air mattress. That morning Joe and I were just starting to get busy when Mom came in. She asked how long we’d be because she was going to make breakfast. I told her that after I was done sucking his dick I planned on having him go down on me. Laying on the air mattress, his big tool in my hand I told my mother “He’s a genius at licking pussy while he fingers me to I cum. I can usually make it to two orgasms before I just gotta have his dick in me. Really Mom, he is an amazing lover.” When I was done taking, Mom just smiled and said “So over an hour then?” She watched for a bit as I worked on the head of his rather large penis, said something like “I can see why my daughter likes you show much.”
He was in a state of shock for a moment. But I got back to work. And as predicted he gave me two great orgasms and then bent me over and came in me. I’m pretty sure everyone in the house heard us. Mom was always peeking in too. Not to be rude out to pry, but more almost supportive. My sister would also watch Joe and I often. She is 18 years younger than me. As she got older she developed a little crush on Joe. That was definitely not the last time they saw us having sex…after all we were just home for Thanksgiving break.
As Joe and I became more serious, I had to make a hard decision on how committed I was to having a non-monogamous marriage. I loved how my parents were free to experience sex with others outside their marriage and still enjoyed a happy marriage that was full of sex. Because they didn’t insist on monogamy they enjoyed sex with each other more and were happy together. Yet, I also knew I might be forced to choose between my parents version of marriage and Joe who expected to live out his parents vision of marriage. Until then I’d never really faced the reality that I might have to make such a choice if Joe was not willing to adopt my family’s lifestyle.
I told Joe fairly early on that I would not compromise my nudist lifestyle one inch. We would not be vacation nudists or summer time nudists. Or even people that visit a nude beach. We would be in the nude all the time. It would be the defining aspect of our lives. That was the easy part. The harder part was that he also needed to come to grip with the fact that while my heart would always belong to him, my pussy would be fucked by others. My body would always be my body and I had every intention of sharing with other men (and women) when I chose to. But at the same time I made it clear that I would never I make any claim on sole rights to his dick. After all, with Joe possessing such an amazing dick, it would be terribly selfish of me to deny the other women of the world access.
I know a lot of men reading this would be like, where do I sign up? But I am quite sure that such feelings would evaporate quickly if faced with the choice Joe had to make all those years ago. He loved me, but in the world he came from men expected that no man would ever touch “his” woman once they were married. Yet, I was stating clearly even as we were dating that I let him know if, for instance my roommate’s hot boyfriend wanted to screw, I would do it. Not only that, I was saying I would continue to do so even after we were married. For almost all men that is simply something they could not even consider. It took some time. The first time, after we were a real couple, that I told him that I’d had sex with another man…
At first Joe was definitely a little stand offish, even bordering on jealousy. Then when I came home, I got naked and used my feminine charms and I sat down next to him. I started stroking Joe’s dick and he wanted to know how my date went. I started to tell him and as I did, his amazing cock got harder and harder. He was getting more turned on. Even though I was well fucked I couldn’t resist his election and I took turns sucking Joe’s dick and giving him a blow by blow. My pussy was still wet from my earlier encounter, but that didn’t stop me from getting the fucking of my life from my future husband. I came twice by Joe’s dick ask the while telling him another man’s dick fucked his future wife’s pussy. He finally filled me with his cum when I told him that one of my hot co-workers wanted him to fuck her with his monster cock.
A few weeks later he came home a Sunday morning after being out with that woman all Saturday night fucking her brains out. She was coming out of a bad relationship. And I had told her what a great dick Joe had a that he was a talented lover. She had met both Joe and my sex partner and knew that Joe was a willing participant in my nudist life and open sexuality. She admitted to me hearing how we were engaged and he made no claim to the exclusivity of my pussy and I made no claim on the exclusivity of his cock that this was a huge turn on to her. She later told that he was the best dick she ever had. They even did it a few days before our wedding.
So we did have a bump in the road early in, In time however, and with the help of talking to my dad who also had to accept this arrangement, Joe came to not only accept the idea of a committed yet sexually open marriage; but he fully embraced it. He realized that me fucking other men and women was not an attack on his manhood, but increased both our sexual possibilities and opened up so many experiences that he only read about. Once he did that he found it changed his entire conception of marriage and family.
So during our courtship Joe and I had numerous discussions on our future. I have to say that I was unwavering in my passion for nudism. I knew that as a nudist my childhood was just plain better than that of my textile counterparts. I was happier about my body. I was happier around my parents and I was happier with my friends. I was open with my body and closed to body shame. Plus I was having great sex! Just the many and varied ways that I knew how to masturbate my pussy and enjoy my entire body was out of this world. I loved jilling off watching Mom and Dad do their thing.
I knew the only way to raise my future family was as nudists. Our kids would have zero body shame and nut have these fucked up notions of what bodies looked like. My kids would see us having sex. It would not be hidden, but a natural part of life. My kids would know how we enjoy our bodies and know how to please their bodies without shame. And that’s what we set about doing.
PART FOUR
Sex-Positive Parenting
The Professor, in his Sex-Positive Parenting series, posted a cartoon about he and his wife being interrupted by their kids during sex, yet they did not try to hide what they were doing. That was how I grew up. Now we have two wonderful children and our own home and we live in the nude.
We go to resorts, a few beaches, and visit friends and family that are nudists. Like I had done growing up, we are naked almost all the time at home.
Our home is much the same as my parents was in regard to our approach to sex. I recently saw a video about how public schools in the Netherlands approach sex education in a direct and shame-free way. Their approach is very similar to what we do at home now, except we're nudists. We talked to our kids about sex from very a early age but in ways that they could understand. We answer their questions, all of them, but we put the language down to a level they could understand. Of course, growing up in the internet age, they had more direct and varied questions at a younger age than kids in my generation.
Again like my parents, my husband and I don't hide our sex life from them. When we get in the mood, we just tell them we're going to do it. I have to say that there have been innumerable times when we've been interrupted having sex by one or both of them. These interruptions have ranged from anything to breaking up a sibling rivalry S-P Moment, question about dinner, shopping trip and even specific questions about the sexual act they saw us engaged in.
Oh the life of the parent. Probably the one difference between my parents and us is that we have sex outside the bedroom. I think teenage pregnancy, sex addiction, porn addiction, sexual assault, misogyny and many other ills are made worse or caused by America's puritanical view on sex and the body. Bringing it all out in the light of day is good for everyone. So years ago we decided not to hide our sexuality from our children. They have grown up around us having sex. Most of the time they know what we're doing and go about their business. This is even true if we are having sex outside the bedroom somewhere around the house. When one of them walks in the living room while my husband and I are having sex on the couch; it is not unusual for them to take a seat in the Lazy-Boy and turn on the television, and/or play with their smart phones while we continue making love. Can they see in explicit detail what we are doing? Of course; but, since they've seen us having sex since were toddlers, it holds no interest for them. OK, I can't say it never holds any interest for them and I can't say they have never watched us, but it only takes a minute or two before they get board. I can safely say with confidence that our sexual activities rarely hold any interest for either of them. More than once they have both been in the living room and my husband and I had to stop right in the middle of some hot and sweaty sex to break-up an argument because out two children want to watch different things on the television. It is just a normal part of our home life.
PART FIVE
A Week in our Sex-Positive Home
I once read an article discussing how often people have sex at different ages. As I recall, it said that the “average” 20 year old female has intercourse four times a week, and those at the 90% percentile have sex six times a week. The numbers go down as the person ages. My husband and I are in our late 40's and it said that the average person our age engages in sex with another person twice a month. According to the article, only 10% of people our age group fuck more than four times a month.
Well, I told my husband, Joe, about it and we both laughed. We must be off the chart since we still average at least four times a week, not a month! The truth is that both of us have a high libido and been highly sexually active since we were in our teens. We really like sex. I guess that was one of the reasons we knew we were right for each other over thirty years ago, and we are still right for each other now.
For me growing in a nudists family helped me to be in touch with my body from the time I was my children's age. I have always enjoyed using it for my own pleasure. Using my body to get sexual pleasure has never given me shame or guilt. I can thank my parents for that. So, as my parents gave me the gift of hang-up free sexuality, I too have endeavored to do the same for our kids.
My first essay on this topic (part one) made a general references to the fact that Joe and I do not hide our sexual behavior from our kids. But, now I think I need to clarify, we do not ever use our children's presence in the room as a prop or enhancement for our sex play. Our children are not even not even a passive part of the sexual pleasure that Joe and I share. To do so would undermine the very goal we have in raising Kelly and Jack to be empowered and autonomous sexual beings.
The only difference between our home and others is that Joe and I expect no more privacy for an intense round of sweaty sex in the living room than we would if we were playing an especially intense game of ping pong in the garage. Sure, we would be aware if Jack and/or Kelly were watching. And sure we would be pleased if they enjoyed our ping-pong performance; but our game would be between Joe and I, not them, Sex around the house is the same, it is about us even if they are in the room. I just want to make that clear.
Now, unlike ping-pong, we both win at the game of sex. In fact, the better he plays the more I win.
With that distinction in mind, I will relate the events of last week. While I said it normal for us to have sex four or even five times in a week, to have sex seven days in a row is unusual even for us. And that is what happened last week.
By Friday we had already fucked every week night so far.
We had sex twice on Monday night; once in the kitchen for a quickie and then later a more intense session in the den. Joe is great because he can cum then just an hour or so later can go again. I swear he's still like the 19 year old guy that I met that way, though between us, he's waaaay better now. The kids were home doing their own thing on their technology. Jack looked in and for a bit and left. Kelly watched for awhile from the living room, silly girl.
On Tuesday we did it in the computer room. Joe was finishing up some work. I came in feeling a little horny and I decided to disrupt him. Straddling him as he sat is office chair was easy since it does not have arms. Recall we are nudists so his penis was right there for me. It didn't take but moment of kissing to feel it grow under me. Soon he was in me and I was very much enjoying myself. Kelly came by the doorway. She stopped and stopped to watched us for just a minute. Since I was facing the door as I rode her father, we made eye contact and we both smiled. Then she went on. Nothing of note in our home.
On Wednesday we made love in our bed. While we might have sex anywhere, the truth is our bed is most comfortable for quite loving sex. Joe likes it because it's easier for him to do stuff. As usual, the bedroom door was wide open. It wasn't anything that would an adult video award. But it was fantastic. He went down on me. Used his tongue and fingers on me; licked my nipples to a frenzy. And then he gave me another orgasm by his penis doing me from behind. I love feeling him in that moment when he finishes inside me.
On Thursday we were all in the living room watching television. I just casually reached over and touching Joe's dick. Not surprisingly he got fully hard and on and off for as we watched television. I gave him a slow hand job. Eventually he got the hint and began to play with my pussy. Both kids were in the room and he fingered me and played with my clit. But that did not disrupt them watching the show. Later we made love in our bed. That was great.
So on Friday Kelly I were on the sofa and Jack was in one of the overstuffed chairs. I was on my laptop, and the kids were both on their phones or watching the TV, or both. Now our living room is longer than wide, so the home entertainment center sits at one end and the sofa is on one wall and a pair of comfortable chairs on the other. The coffee table that more or less stays somewhere in the middle, so there is room to walk by on either side.
Joe comes in the room from the computer room. I asked him to get me a drink. I could have done it myself, but it is a turn on for me when, after all these years, my husband still caters to me like I am a princess.
Joe did not answer till he was standing directly in front of me and slyly said “Sure thing sweetie as long as I can get a kiss first." Since his penis was right in front of me, I knew full well what he meant by "a kiss". Especially since it was swelling rapidly.
So what was I supposed to do? I said “Of course Hun,” and before he could move I leaned forward and I grabbed his penis with one and pulled him closer. When he was close enough I used my other hand to grab his butt pulling him right up to me. I took that beautiful penis in my hand and laid a wet kiss on his cock head and then licked him. He responded with low groan. The fact his dick continued to firm up in my hand and his vocal response only encouraged me more. I wrapped my lips around the pink head and sucked his large cock into my mouth. Unfortunately, Joe's been blessed with a large thick penis. Really it is big. Yea, I can hear you shedding tears for my suffering. Even when we first began dating I'd seen more than a few and his was the biggest one. Perhaps that's one of the reasons we kept dating. That is well and good when we are fucking, but my dentist tells me I have an unusually small mouth. Still I do my best with blow jobs and Joe loves it. This time in the living room was no exception.
After a minute or two I released his hard penis from my mouth and he popped off to the kitchen to make a drink for me. He came back a minute later with my drink and a hard dick. We sat on the sofa, me sitting back against the arm, Joe in the middle of the sofa with our legs intertwined and Kelly at the other end. I took a few sips of my pop and then I decided that I had to grab that long thick shaft. And Joe reciprocated by caressing my inner thigh going up from my knee down to my bush. I was getting turned on. I briefly glanced across the room the room and saw Jack was watching us. His penis was erect. That response by our twelve-year old son is a relatively new one. It is taking some getting used to.
Kelly was watching me with a smile as I was smacking Joe's boner against my thigh. She clearly understands now the difference between sex play and sex. She seemed to think what I was doing was funny.
Eventually Joe's hand had found my pussy and used my juices to rub my hardening clit. You don't know how much Fabreze I use to keep that couch from smelling like sex all the time. With his other hand he found one of my big nipples and worked it to make the tips hard as a diamond. Kelly was still watching, Jack too.
Unlike the night before where we did not move from sex play to real sex until we went to bed, I spread my legs to let Joe know that I wanted oral sex. I was so wanting an orgasm right then. Even before he moved, Kelly said to no one in particular, “Watch, he's going to go down on her.”
Jack & Joe both did what she said. Jack watched as his father went down on me. Now I have to tell you, Joe is a master at licking pussy. This time as he worked on my lips and clit with his tongue and lips; he slipped a finger in me. That felt amazing!
After my first orgasm I opened my eyes. Jack was turned away watching the TV. While it appeared he was not paying attention, I could not miss he was holding his penis which was still hard. Not jacking it, just holding it. But even still, I only have seen him do that while we have sex a few times. I think it will soon become the norm. I know how teenage boys are.
His sister, at the other end of the couch was much closer. As Joe continued to lick me, finger me and play with my tits she and I could not help but to make eye contact. I love that how Jack and Kelly can know what a real loving couple is like. They know that real life is nothing like what they see in the media. They know that Joe and I have an emotional bond, that we've been together for more than 25 years. I love that they know more about sex than many adults. And it makes me feel great that Kelly is being raised exactly like I was. This was heaven for me.
Jack, and his erection left to go to the computer room as I worked on a second orgasm, but sister took in the whole scene.
With the orgasm eluding me my foot found Joe's dick and I have him a foot job and a moment later I grabbed my favorite vibrator. I put one leg up on the couch as I continued to lay on Joe and started to use it to find that orgasm. Though my husband had gotten off the floor and was now somewhat behind me, I could feel him start masturbate that lovely cock of his.
I think I heard Kelly say something like, “That's a big penis.” I could not help wonder why she would make that comment, after it had not changed. I would have to ask her whose penis she was comparing it too. I was glad I could do that without seeming to condemn her.
Joe moved around to grab his cell phone and began to take pictures of me getting myself off with my vibe, ok let me explain about my vibe. I've tried many vibes in my life, but the best one, by far is one of those $5 vibrating toothbrushes. I have one in every room. I really does the trick. So I was not almost in his lap and he was jacking off as he snapped pictures of me. That was enough to send me over the edge. My hips were thrusting with an oncoming orgasm and he was still taking photos. Sure enough, moments later, that elusive climax arrived. Hard. What. An. Orgasm! Five nights in a row I'd gotten off. What I life I lead!
But I was not done. pulled my other leg up onto the couch and got to on my hands and knees with my ass facing Joe. My head was actually over Kelly's thigh. I don't remember her ever being so close to us while we had sex. I watched her as she watched Joe slipped his long, thick erection into me. I then just closed my eyes to enjoy. Oh my yes, so exquisite. He always has to start slow since he's so big. Soon however I was demanding he pound my quim harder and harder.
Kelly, who had been sort of slouching on the couch, sat up fully. She told me later, she moved to get a better view, but I suspect it was to give me more room. You see I was right over her and as a full-figured woman, my big boobs can be quite a dangerous to someone sitting too close when I'm really enjoying myself. And I was. So she moved out of range of my deadly swinging breasts.
Joe been working over the last year and he can give it to as hard and long as he could when we were first married. He's in better shape than he ever was. He's just started running this year and has won his age group in 5k's. And he's the same pants size as he was in high school. AND he's pretty buff now if I may say so.
Once I was no longer worried about hitting Kelly, the pleasure waves built up fast. I was much more vocal this time. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"," Fuck me Joe! Fuck me hard!" Finally I could hold back no more. That marvelous cock of his had done it again. I let out a huge moan. It was so loud that I'm sure Jack heard in the other room as I climaxed.
My orgasm was enough to put Joe over the edge as well. Several thrusts later I felt him grip by hips hard and his dick flinch deep inside me. He too groaned loud as he filled me with cum.
We both crumpled into a panting heap.
Though she's seen us fucking literally hundreds of times over the years, this was the first time she'd been right there beside us like that. After Joe finally got off me to go get showered, Kelly had a number of questions about what she had seen. At fifteen, her questions were from a different perspective than when she was younger. She asked me directly about orgasms comparing mine to hers. She asked me how I masturbate now and how that changed from when I was her age. I told her that I used to masturbate with just my fingers, but now I love my vibe. She asked if she could borrow mine since it is different than the toy I'd bought her last year. I told her she was free to use any of my toys as long as she cleaned it after she was done. She said "Thanks" and took quite literally from my hand and went to her room.
I got the energy to get up a few minutes later. When I walked by her room, the door was open and she was laying on her bed masturbating. I couldn't help but stop for a moment. I was so proud of her. My little girl was a very well adjusted, sexually confident young woman. She was not being shy about what she was doing. We all heard her quite clearly throughout the house.
Saturday night was a quickee in the kitchen. Joe had a nice hard on. I love to see him like that. Something was said in my direction, if I'd like a shake with my fries. I bent over and he serviced me nicely. Jack was there for a minute, but he just shook his head and went into the living room.
On Sunday, for a seventh day in a row to fuck. We did it in the afternoon in the living room again. We have sex in the living room more than anywhere else, even the bedroom. That makes sense that since we spend the most time there, and we don't have any need to wait till we go to bed to screw, we just do it whenever we get turned-on. Why wait? So, not to bore you with the details, but we gave each other a nice session of oral and then we did it doggie style while Jack was in his room and Kelly was a spectator.
PART SIX
My Children's Perspective On Their Sex-Positive Home
An Interview of Jack (age 12) and Kelly (age 15)
By Sex-Positive Mom & Dr. T (aka Professor Polyamory)
Dr. T: Thank you for helping me. I am writing a book that discusses this issue as well as a blog. Since you have grown up in a sex-positive home you would be surprised how many adults struggle with things you do not. It is those people who this interview will help.
S-P Mom: How long have you been nudist?
Jack: all my life
Kelly: I've been one all my life. I love being a nudist.
Dr. T: Do you remember when you realized that being a nudist was a "thing" and not just how everyone live? Tell me about it.
Jack: Of course you can't be naked where it's illegal, but I once thought it was weird that everyone was always dressed at home on TV.
Kelly: I knew that you couldn't wear nothing and go out in public, but I think I was like eight or so when I realized that not all my friends slept naked or hung out in the nude at home.
Dr. T: It is normal for young people to feel apprehensive when their body begins to change at the onset of puberty. Yet you are clearly comfortable with your body. How did your parents help you make that transition?
J: Mom and Dad would talk to us a lot about growing up. It was helpful.
K: They would always talk to us puberty, growing up, bodies changing. How my body shape would change. Or how I'd get boobs. Or pubic hair. Whatever. Seeing them naked and being naked helped, a lot.
S-P Mom: How often do you go in the nude?
J: Like all the time.
K: Anytime I'm home I'm naked. And when we see Aunt Megan or Nana and Papa.
Dr. T: I know teens lives usually revolve around their social life. How does your family' nudism fit into that? Do any of your friends know your family are nudists? If so, how did they react?
J: I've only told my two best friends. They are fine with it but had a lot of questions. They are good though, they didn't get weird.
K: A few of my friends know that they are. I remember once my mom said that we could tell anyone that we wanted. And even though being nudist wasn't necessarily a bad thing, some people would have a bad reaction to it. So they said you might want to consider that. I don't blab out all over school. But I've told trusted friends.
Dr. T: Kelly, At fifteen years old, you are right on the cusp of becoming a much more independent person. Do you see nudism as something you will carry into your independent life?
K: I love nudism. I can't imagine not enjoying it. It's something I will consider when or if I get married. The other person will have to be one too.
S-P Mom: Where do you go in the nude?
J: Home mostly. We go to some nude resorts and beaches sometimes. They can actually be fun.
K: I'm pretty much always nude at home. And when we visit my aunt or grandparents I'm naked there too.
Dr. T: Do you think of being a nudist as something you are, or is it just something that you do when you are around family?
J: I love how it feels to be naked. It's more like something that I am.
K: it's something I am. It's like woven into me. Every day I come home from school and the first thing I do is get undressed. I love to be nude around my family, but it's more than that.
Dr. T: I guess you now know we live in a world that does not embrace nudism. How did you learn how when and where it was OK to go nude, and where it was not?
Both: We learned that very young.
S-P Mom: What is sex?
J: Sex is having fun with your body alone or with others.
K: Sex is playing with your body our playing with others. Yes means yes. It's fun.
Dr. T: Wow that is a very sex-positive answer. I can't help notice you said the same thing. Why?
J: They talk about sex all the time! But it's good that they tell the truth and don't ignore me or talk down to me.
S-P Mom: (laughs) I know right? He also thinks the idea of pajamas except for babies is strange.
K: Mom and Dad both talk about sex with us a lot. How it should be enjoyable. How to make good choices. How we her to decide what we do. They talk about bad stuff like sexual assault, coercion, body shaming, slut shaming. If I ask something I know they will answer.
Dr. T: Kelly, your answer is not only sex-positive, but it is very expansive in a way few teenagers (or even adults) would understand. So, do you see all sexual pleasure as essentially the same, from simple masturbation, to full body contact with another person to vaginal intercourse?
K: I think so. Mom and Dad have told us that Dad was raised in a way that sex was NEVER talked about our was like something bad. But yes, masturbation and sex with someone else should all be good. With others you have to take into account that they are people too and you have to consider their feelings.
Dr. T: Kelly, How do you think your expansive view what constitutes sex impacts (will impact) your current and/or future relationships with friends and lovers?
K: I think my partners will have to share my views on sex and nudism.
S-P Mom: Do you like sex? What do you like to do?
J: yea
K: I love it! I love to masturbate. It feels great. I love to play with myself. Sometimes seeing Mom and Dad is sexy. I usually use my fingers. Mom even bought my some toys.
Dr. T: Kelly, From what you know of your friends, is your sex life than theirs? If yes how? If yes, have you told any of them of the difference? If yes, what do they think of how your live out your sexuality?
K: There are about three other people that I've told. One of them we doesn't really talk about it, but the other two ask me all kinds of questions. Their parents don't ever talk about sex. They think it's cool how much I know and have done. I've even told one of them how to get an orgasm and she did. She now uses a toy like I have.
S-P Mom: What do you think of others having sex?
J: It's good.
K: I love it. It's cool to watch sometimes
Dr. T: I guess it's no surprise to you that kids your age have almost all watch sex on TV or on the internet. You however, have seen the real thing for years. How do you think your family's openness about having sex around you impacts how you view both sex on TV/movies and porn on the internet?
J: They've told us that all that stuff is not real. And that their bodies aren't very common. Not everyone has a big penis our big boobs. But everyone can enjoy sex.
K: My parents have told me all the stuff on TV or the internet is a performance that's staged as much as any movie. I think it's cool that I've seen what real people do.
Dr. T: Kelly, does your mature and casual attitude toward sex cause you to influence your friends?
K: I think so. The ones that know about my experience can talk about sex and not be weird about it. It's not just this person is really cute. Like I've convinced them that they don't need to do what they see in porn on the internet to get a guy to like you. And they have learned through me that masturbation is something they can enjoy. Mostly I guess is that sex is not bad.
S-P Mom: What do you think of your Mom and dad having sex?
J: I like to see what they do sometimes.
K: they do it all the time. It's pretty cool to see what they do. Sometimes I watch for awhile.
Dr. T: How old were you when seeing your parents have sex changed from being just "one of those grown-up things" to something that you understood to be special and/or led you to become turned-on?
J: This year I would say. They way they do some things, like how they touch each other looks fun.
K: it was maybe two years ago, maybe longer. It was like wow that looks fun. And I'd tried to touch myself different ways.
Dr. T: Kelly, during that transition from a child's view of your parents having sex, to your adult view where you were embarrassed and/or grossed out? If so, did you tell your parents? If so, how did you get passed it?"
K: I don't remember being grossed out by it. But if I did feel uncomfortable I'd tell them.
S-P Mom: If you see Mom and dad having sex what do you do?
J: Sometimes watch a little. It is fun to see.
K: I usually watch. It makes me want to masturbate.
Dr. T: That is interesting. Many, if not most, teens would leave the room out of embarrassment if their parents even began kissing . Why do you think you not only are comfortable seeing them not just kiss, but have actual sex? (note: this question took them both the longest to answer)
J: I don't know it's hard to explain.
K: I think it's because I grew up as a nudist so I see things differently. I think I've seen Mom and Dad as real people and that sex always seemed normal. My friends that I've told don't think of my parents as weird old people. They think that they are pretty cool.
Dr. T: Do you remember the first time you saw your parents having intercourse or oral sex?" If you do how old were you? Do you recall anything in particular that impacted you?
J: I don't remember the first time I've seen them do that. But seeing how they do stuff I think it's great.
K: No, because they always seen them do that. As I got older I would just watch more. Seeing them have orgasms is really amazing to see. It's so emotional and powerful.
Dr. T: Jack, you said it is fun to see. Can you explain what makes it fun to see? Like is it funny? Or sexy? Or you like to see them having fun? or something else?
J: It's like they are the only ones in the world. I get hard when they have sex so I touch myself and watch. It just amazing.
Dr. T: Kelly, you said it makes you want to masturbate. That is a very honest answer. If you didn't tell me before, how old were you when started to have the desire to masturbate when you see your parents having sex?
K: I think that I was about 11 or 12. It just started feeling really good.
S-P Mom: Do you like to watch them having sex?
J: Yea, sometimes.
K: I do sometimes.
Dr. T: You said sometimes. Are their things they do that you do/don't really like to see, or is it just about you being in the right mood?
J: It's just about being in the mood.
K: for me it's just about being in the mood. But lately I've been in the mood a lot.
Dr. T: Kelly, now that you are a fully developed adult (sexually I mean), how do you think your parents letting you see them have sex has impacted your sexual self-image and your views about sex?
J: I know a lot about sex from how you do it too what personal relationships are like. I think a lot of people rush into having sex with someone just because it's something that's been denied to them. I have a good sex life now and I don't need to have to settle to do it with someone I don't really like.
Dr. T: Kelly, as you look forward to your life, how do you think the fact that for you, sex is a completely normal and positive part of your life will play out? Do you think it will make you likely to have more, less or the same amount of sex with others than your peers? Is that a good thing? Why?
K: I think and want to have lots of sex. Why not? It's one of the greatest things that we can enjoy. I think that's a great thing that I can do some or with others. Sex feels good, it's something you can do with someone you care about.
Dr. T: Now for some wrap up questions. Do you think the casual nudity and sexuality in your home should be a role model for other families?
J: Yes, it shows you how there are so many different kinds of bodies. And mine is like no one else. I think them talking to us about sex is cool. And I like knowing that what they do is real and other stuff is not.
K: I think it should be. First I know a lot of girls in my school that don't eat or are to the point of eating disorders because they think boys will notice then if they have a “perfect" body. I think growing up the way I did I know that ideal is a falsehood. I'm proud of my body and I know that stuff is pretend. I also like the feeling I get from being naked. For sex they have taught me do much about it and have NEVER talked down to me. I think I have s healthy attitude.
Dr. T: Since you have lived your life in a home where both nudity and open sexuality are normal, what would you tell young parents who are deciding how to raise their kids?
J: I think they should at least give nudism a try or go naked at home. It's awesome. I like knowing that masturbation is fun and a good thing.
K: I think the best way to do it is in a nudist way. Envy make them feel that their bodies are weird let them see their parents naked and be naked as a family. Also there is NO WAY you can hide sex or shelter your kids from sex. Completely ignoring it or making it an only after you get married thing is stupid. Sorry.
Dr. T: Do you have anything that you would like to tell my readers about nudism and/or sex-positive parenting?
K: I think people should stop being afraid of sex, bodies and penises and vaginas.
A few comments by Dr. T: I have worked with teens professionally for decades and I must say I have never heard any other teen with better prepared to face the challenges of adult sexuality than Kelly. Her clarity and insight are the gold standard in teen sexual preparedness.
There is no question both of these kids have been taught well, just look at their answer to the question "what is sex?" They have been correctly taught sex is not just the mechanics of a penis going into a vagina, but it is an expansive concept. This is so different than what most kids are taught, if they are taught anything at all. One would think that children who have often seen actual sexual intercourse would be inclined speak of that as the definition of sex; but, you would be wrong. Just like my own kids, visual exposure to parental sexuality helps them transcend their vision of sex from a focus on genitals, to a focus on the whole person.
While I understand most parents simply don't have the background to be as open as this mother is, the answers these kids give should make it clear she is on the right track in preparing her kids for the 21st century.
Conclusion
So, I hope I've painted a good portrait of our life. While I know our approach to the body and sexuality is not the norm; I also know we are not unique. The simple fact I was raised the same way and have a happy and fulfilled life as a woman and a mother is proof enough for me that this way of living benefits everyone in our home.
In closing, I can say emphatically that my siblings and I have had better lives and relationships and a more enjoyable sex life because the way we were raised. And we are doing our best to transfer that wonderful life to our own children. So those are some of my thoughts and experiences about being a nudist and living in a home were sex is out in the open. I hope that you think about both and that it raises some questions and opens some discussions in your life. If you have any questions about nudist or sex-positive parenting feel free to come by my blog at nudistlifelong4upnorth.tumblr.com.