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(MF, inc, 1st, oral, exh) *** My parents were nudists, or naturists, depending on who you talk to. From the time I was born they were bringing me to the Nudist Camp several towns away. So as I got older it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. We'd always spend our weekends and the whole Summer there. Being a nudist wasn't that much different than anyone else. I had my friends, we swam, played baseball, basketball, hide-n-seek, whatever. Of course when I was eleven I started getting erections, my parents explained I was starting to notice girls as girls now [which led to "The Talk"]. Of course the girls would giggle when any of us boys got hard, since they hadn't had The Talk yet. But as puberty passed the erections weren't a problem anymore as the boobs, butts and bush were a totally normal thing. But when I was eighteen it was different. That was when I met my future wife. She was a year younger and as I did seven years earlier I got a hard on. She was the hottest thing there. Of course she'd already been ogling my cock but when I got hard her face really lit up. I'd never had a girlfriend before, so nothing really happened that first Summer. But the next Summer when she was eighteen we started to spend lots of time alone together. There was lots of kissing, petting, fondling and groping that Summer. The next Summer we were oral sex fiends. But the next Summer she told me she was on the pill and we started fucking. That's all we did, was fuck, fuck, fuck. I was twenty-one and going into my last year of College. They say the pill isn't one hundred percent fool proof. It seems one of the last fucks we had that Summer got her pregnant. I got the call from her months later when she was late and went to see her doctor. I was excited. I asked her to marry me and we agreed after I graduated we'd be wed. Nadine was born in May so by the time we married my wife showed no signs of ever having been pregnant so most of the guests knew nothing. Of course I wanted to continue the "Family Tradition", so the three of us continue to go to the nudist colony. My wife and I still loved to fuck, and she didn't want to have any more children, so she got her tubes tied. Good thing, because being naked in front of each other so much was very arousing, we wanted each other more. It was unusual for another couple to come across us fucking or my wife sucking my cock. And it did happen at the Nudist Camp, we did come across others getting it on ourselves and was completely allowed. But we were careful not to fuck in front of Nadine. She was too young to see her parents going at it, too young to see anyone go at it, but if she saw anyone fucking or sucking and started asking us questions we preferred it not be us our daughter caught in the act. Fortunately we never had to have The Talk to Nadine, either she never saw anything or she just never told us. One reason we dodged the bullet was because of what happened when Nadine was only eight. My wife "discovered" religion. We were all sinners and needed to be "saved". The worse sinners as far as she was concerned were the nudists. My wife claimed it was wrong to walk around naked in front of each other [Hey, Adam and Eve did it, remember?], but especially parents in front of children. She said nudism was a perversion that would lead to other perversions between parents and their children. One of my wife's gripes was she caught Nadine staring at my cock a lot lately and that wasn't right. Myself, I didn't take her seriously. I'd been a nudist all my life, and I'd never heard about parents and children "sinning", and my mom - who was hot and is still hot to this day - never tried anything with me. Not that I saw that as such a big deal, I'd have lost my virginity much, much earlier then, if anything it would've been something to keep hush, hush, especially from dad. My wife wasn't happy that I wouldn't give in to her silly superstitions. She took it so far as to serve me divorce papers. She wasn't after me financially, but she was seeking full custody of Nadine with no visitation rights for me. I was furious. How dare that witch try to take my daughter away from me?!? Who did she think she was? She definitely was no saint herself! But the witch quickly reminded me that if I were to fight her on this she's tell everyone my dirty little secret. Now up to that point I never considered my practicing nudism a secret. But damned if she wasn't right. No one in my hometown except my parents knew I was a nudist; not my friends, not my co-workers, not anyone I'd gone to school with, no one. And I couldn't let my parents get "outted" either. So I decided to give in to the witch, signing the divorce papers and relinquishing full custody of my own daughter to her. After that she quickly disappeared. Of course people talked. Because the divorce was public people assumed my wife ran off with another man, taking my daughter. Let them think that, fine with me. For me, life went on. My wife and my daughter were gone, leaving two holes in my life, but things were mostly intact. I had survived eighteen years before I'd met my future ex-wife, I'd survive again. I just acted like nothing was wrong, like everything was the same, and I went on with my life. And slowly any pain of loss disappeared. After five, six years I could make myself believe I'd never been married, I'd never had a daughter. And it did get easier. Fourteen years passed. I got a phone call. "Hello?" I said after I picked up the phone. A very attractive female voice spoke, a voice I'd never heard before. But the words made all the difference. "Hi, dad," was all she said. And everything came crashing down on me like a tsunami. It was my little girl. Only she wasn't little anymore by the sound of her very grown up voice. "Nadine?" I said in shock and surprise. "Yeah, dad, it's me," She said sounding ready to cry. "How have you been, kiddo?" I asked. "Uhhh, fine, I guess... I just graduated College, dad." "Congratulations, sweetie! Has it really been that long?!? I can't believe my little girl is twenty-two now!" "Yeah, dad, your little girl is twenty-two now," Nadine said. I could hear the smile in her voice. And when she said "little girl" it wasn't with scorn, she sounded pleased that I called her that. "If I'd known I'd have come to your graduation," I said forlornly. "I know, dad, and I know mom wouldn't have been happy to see you." "Yeah, I guess you're right..." "Dad, I have a graduation request to make of you," Nadine said seriously. "Anything you want, sweetie," I promised her. "I want to finally come home," She said. I could hear the ache in her voice, the sadness. "Do you mean it?" I asked hopefully. "Do you REALLY mean it?" "Yes, dad." "Then come home." "I'll be there as soon as I can!" She said eagerly, and hung up. I wasn't sure at the moment how long "as soon as I can" would be. I was starting to wish I hadn't kept the house as neat as a pin so I'd have something to do as I waited. Of course I lived in the same house I did before my ex left me. I had debated selling the house, friends encouraged me to do so, as did my parents. But eventually I nixed the thought. I knew my daughter knew exactly where the house was, even if she spent the last fourteen years who knew where. When Nadine did show up, it was quicker than I expected. It turns out after she turned twenty-one she'd moved out of her mother's house, her mother telling her she was of legal age to do what she wished. So she transferred to a local College for her Senior year. "Sorry I didn't tell you, dad," Nadine said. "I was sure mom would show up at my graduation unexpected, but she didn't. "It'd all right, I'm just glad you're back." I marveled at how grown up my daughter now was, from the moment I opened the front door after she had rung the bell. At eight, she had been tiny, curveless and hairless. Except on top of her head of course. Nadine'd had her mother's dark, dark long wavy locks back then. But now tiny was not a word that was fitting for my daughter. Sure, she was short, maybe 5'2", but she was no longer curveless, even under her beige blouse, grey blazer and matching below the knee skirt I could tell Nadine was now very curvy. The dark locks were now gone. No, she didn't shave her head, my daughter was now a platinum blonde. My hair is yellow blonde itself. "I'm so glad to be back home, dad," She sighed as she hugged me. It was obvious that my daughter was pretty top heavy now too, the way those major mams became crushed against me as Nadine. hugged me tight. "I missed you. I missed my grandparents. And I missed the Nudist Camp." "Oh, really?" I teased. "You missed the Nudist Camp?" "Yeah, dad," She nodded eagerly. "You'd been taking me there since I was born. It was like a second home to me." "Are you sure about that? You don't think it's a 'perversion that'll lead to other perversions'?" Nadine laughed. "Of course not. I'm not mom. And I resented her taking me away from you. My life became a living Hell, without and the complete change in how mom had raised me before then. I was glad when I turned twenty-one, looking forward to making up for lost time with you, dad." I beamed with pride. "But why didn't you call me a year ago?" I inquired. "I knew if I came back before I graduated I'd never want to go back to school. I wouldn't want to leave you again." I almost cried at those words. Almost. "So, dad, you do still go to that Nudist Camp, don't you?" "I sure do. Religiously," I winked. We both laughed. "Good! I can't wait to get back there. I'm tired of hiding my body under all these clothes." "I don't know... You've grown up into an amazing young lady. If you look this great dressed, I can only imagine how the young man will react when they see you undressed." "Oh dad," She laughed, waving dismissively. "My dad is the only man I could care about at this point in my life. And I have fourteen lost years to make up for." Nadine looked around. "The house hasn't changed much since I was last here. It's definitely a lot cleaner, though," Nadine pointed out. "No, I pretty much kept thing the same inside, but the backyard and deck I've made same major changes on, even put up a wall around the yard." "Practicing nudism at home, dad?" She winked. "Let me show you," I said, then lead her to the back of the house. Opening the sliding doors, we stepped out into the shade of the deck overhead I had built. But passing through it and entering the sunlight my daughter was able to marvel at our new-and-improved backyard that I'd been slowly upgrading for the past five years. "It's amazing, dad..." Nadine gasped. The backyard was an array of gardens, fountains and miniature waterfalls. There was even a greenhouse out of sight among the foliage where I grew exotic plants. "I thought you'd like it, I'm glad you got to see it," I smiled. "Let me show you the deck." The stairs to get up to the deck were at one side of the house. The deck was massive in proportions, running the full length of the house. And you couldn't get to it from inside the house. Part of the deck was open so I and any guests can work on their tans. The other part was enclosed from the elements, so as to not damage the expensive furniture within. A solid wall divided the two halves of the deck. A part of the wall slides inward, a hidden door, to allow you to gain access to it. "Dad, this is so cool!" Nadina gaped. The enclosed part of the deck had very large heavily cushioned sofas for guest to fully lay out on and relax. My daughter chose one and sat down on the edge, sighing as she sank into the material. "Oh, dad... I love it here!" "Let me go back downstairs and get some iced tea while you relax," I said. "Thanks, dad," She said, laying back, her skirt rising above her knees. I left the enclosed part of the deck, passed through the open part and went back down the stairs and inside. I already had a pitcher of iced tea in the fridge, I love iced tea. Lemonade too. I put the pitcher and two glasses on a metal tray and took them back outside and back up to the deck. When I finally emerged back into the enclosed part of the deck I was in for another surprise, the first already being the return of my long, lost daughter. I nearly dropped the tray when I say my daughter in all her glory: http://dow-stats.com/wp- content/uploads/2015/03/LZ7VnAWmN30.jpg Nadine smiled at me, leaning back on the edge of the sofa she was sitting on. "I thought it was long overdue for me to get back into nudism," She said. When I met her mother all those years ago, I knew right away she was the one. The erection was the dead giveaway. But my daughter surpassed her mother in pure beauty. Nadine's body was perfect, flawless, smooth, as white as china. But it was her breasts that truly drew me in. The huge breasts I felt press into me as we hugged earlier. Her mother'd had amazing breasts, but not as large as our daughter's. It was obvious she took after my own mother. Nadine's breasts were high and firm despite their size, and obviously nature. Her areolae were round medium in size, a medium brown with a hint of red in them. Her thighs were firm and slim, almost coltish, and between them her womanhood was unshaven, covered by a sea of dark, dark curls. "Dad, are you going to join me?" She asked. I wasn't looking at my daughter's face but I could hear the smile in her voice. I cleared my throat. "I don't think that would be a good idea," I retorted. "I already know you're hard for me, dad," She chuckled. I looked up from her body to her face. Nadine looked very pleased, and the look on her face made me fall in love with her in a way I never fell in love with her mother. "I never told you and mom, but I used to see couples at the Nudist Camp...do stuff. All kinds of stuff. I know mom saw me staring at your...equipment very often. It was because you had the biggest out of all the men there. And I was so proud because you were my daddy. "Because you were my daddy and I loved you so much, and because you had the biggest, I wondered what it'd be like to do the same things with you, dad. And I know that wouldn't be a perversion." Hearing my daughter's word had an effect on me. I put down the tray of iced tea and began to undress. The wall that divided the two halves of the deck may have been solid, but the two walls overlooking the backyard were all tempered glass. The whole world could see us naked. Of course as Nadine'd said I was hard. Very hard and throbbing. "Mmmm, dad... It's so much bigger hard... I love it!" My daughter cooed. "Come here," She motioned. I came to her. Nadine's hands slid around me, grabbing the backs of my legs below my butt cheeks and pulled me even closer. At the same time she leaned forward and began to take my cock into her mouth. I groaned. Slowly Nadine took my length further and further into her warm mouth. I felt the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. Nadine started to bob her head up and down. Her mouth slid along my cock erotically, her lips and tongue raking over my shaft. Slowly she increased her pace. Moaning around my cock, my daughter sucked it faster and faster as she massaged my balls gently. I gritted my teeth. I knew my climax was so close, and I couldn't stop it from coming. I lasted hardly eight minutes. Gasping, I began to jizz in my own daughter's mouth. Nadine moaned and swallowed down my first spurt. And I kept right on spurting into her mouth heavily. I hadn't cum in fourteen years, believe it or not. I jizzed into Nadine's mouth sixteen or seventeen times before my balls were emptied. She slipped her mouth off of my cock with a slurping sound. "How did I do, dad?" She asked sheepishly, expectantly, stroking my cock. "Well, sweetie, to be honest that was my first," I said. Smiling, I added "But it was so amazing. Thank you." Nadine smiled back. "I'm glad I pleased you, dad. You might not believe it, but...I've never been with a guy before. I'm still a virgin, dad. After the things I'd seen at the Nudist Camp, and after mom took me away from you, I was determined to come back to you someday and give you my cherry." "And I'm honored that you'd give it to me and gladly accept." Her stroking had helped my cock stay hard. Nadine lay back and spread her legs. I was so much reminded of my first time with her mother right then. I climbed up and mounted my daughter. Taking hold of my cock, I slid it along her wet pussy, coating it with her juices. Then I took aim and pushed it in her. The head was soon butting her hymen. I looked up into my daughter's eyes. I saw such great desire in her eyes. It warmed my heart. "I love you, Nadine," I said. She smiled up at me. "I love you, dad." Letting go of my cock, I slammed forward. Nadine let out a little noise before she gritted her teeth and threw back her head. Her hymen was no more, and I kept pounding in and out of her pussy rapidly. Soon the pain registering in her young face dissipated. And she began to moan. "Ohhh, dad... Mmmm..." Her pussy was hotter and tighter than her mother's had ever been. And it was even wetter too. It wasn't long until I made my daughter orgasm for the first time. Later she admitted it truly was her first ever. Her body thrashed as her pussy spasmed, Nadine screaming as she came. Her mother never came so hard, and never came as much as Nadine did. My daughter came often, and even more intensely. She multi-orgasmed as well too. I fucked my daughter, only the second woman I'd ever penetrated, a good fifty minutes before I cried out and pumped my second load into her, this time into her pussy. I creamed her pussy good, my jizz already pushing out past my thrusting cock before I was even halfway through cumming. I spurted into my sweet daughter about twenty times, gasping and groaning as she whimpered and accepted my load. Finally spent, I rolled off of Nadine and lay beside her. Soon she was on top of me and kissing me passionately. My hands slid down to cup her firm, rounded ass. "Ohhh, dad! I love you! And I'm all yours!" No more beautiful words have I ever heard. But it was her next words that really had the keenest effect on me: "And dad, I'm not on the pill..." THE END For more stories by this author: http://kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?board=77.0 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 84