The Nudist Lifestyle

My name is Fred. This is the story of a lovely nudist girl named Renea. She was a petite girl who turned out to be a vixen beyond her years. Renea had the fascinating nickname of 'Toy' among her family. I will explain why later.

I first met Renea when I was 48 and she was 9 ½. I was single at the time and wanted to experience everything life had to offer.

For that reason I decided to see what it would be like to attend a nudist camp. I found a family nudist camp in Florida, and they let me join right on the spot. It was in the days before society had a stick up their butts about nudity and such. It was a time when all ages of children could come to camp with their parents and single men were admitted more easily.

In order to join I still had to show I was a member of AANR (American Association for Nude Recreation) which I did by joining and paying the member fee of $60 a year.

And I also needed someone to vouch for me. Luckily I had a friend who frequented the camp and spoke on my behalf. I was accepted to the camp without any problems.

Since I was a teacher, I had all three-summer months to spend at camp. I rented a small college, meant for couples, even though I was by myself.

I was a little uncomfortable on that first day. As I made my way to the clubhouse pool area, I kept myself wrapped in my towel. My cock is a nice eight inches long hard and about half of that flaccid.

As I first looked around the area, I was more interested in looking at the men. That was because I was always a little insecure about my size, and wondered how I compared. I was pleased to discover, that I was somewhere in the middle. There were a few very large cocks, but a lot of them were smaller than mine. I felt comfortable and dropped my towel.

Then I noticed the women. There were some beauties but most had bodies that were less than the perfect ones I regularly saw in the pages of Penthouse. (I never read Playboy. I am a pussy man at heart.)

What I did focus on were the young girls between nine and sixteen. These were like the girls I had fantasized about while teaching, except here they were all nude.

Their breasts, their butts, and their pussies - I almost couldn't believe it. I found the right place to spend summer.

There was one girl I was especially attracted to. Her name was Renea, and she was 9 ½. She was here with her dad and his girlfriend.

All of the people were very friendly, but they seemed to have certain groups or circles they were closer to. I really liked Renea's father, Marty and his girlfriend Diana and wanted to get to know them better.

It was actually Renea who I wanted to get to know better. On several occasions I caught her looking at my cock. I don't know why. There were a lot of other cocks to look at.

I really liked looking back a Renea. She was a beautiful looking 9 ½ old. She was about 4 feet tall, weighing around 60 pounds, with very thick flowing dark brown hair, which came to mid back. Renea had slim lean body with a sexy little ass.

Her little pussy really fascinated me though. It was a nice protruding mound. I was surprised how hairy it was already.

Her chest was as flat as the other girls her age at camp yet her nipples were showing signs of maturity. I wondered how they would react if aroused.

One day, after playing volleyball with Marty and Diana, they invited me to a BBQ at their cottage. We had a lot in common since I learned Renea's grandfather was also in education. I was couldn't help but notice, Marty had quite a large cock. I imagined it would grow to more than ten inches when hard and it was one of the thickest at the camp.

Diana must have really liked it for she would occasionally touch it while talking. Luckily we were in the privacy of their cottage. There wasn't supposed to be any sexual activity or contact in the public spaces.

Diana was very attractive. She was one of women who did look like a Penthouse Pet. She was about 5' 4" with flaming red hair. Her body was fit and trim. I couldn't decide what was her best feature - her magnificent 36D breasts, her nice round butt, or her perfect pussy. I really couldn't see much of it because a full bush of bright reddish pubic hair covered it. I took some long looks at her.

As we talked, I also couldn't keep my eyes off of Renea's preteen pussy. The way she was sitting spayed open her lips, revealing the moist walls within. I was surprised that her parents didn't seem to mind me looking at her either.

I was also surprised that her Father eyed her young moist slit often. He seemed to have more than a normal fatherly interest.

Over the next week, the three of us spent a lot of time talking. I learned that their family background included several generations of nudists.

Part of the reason I spent so much time around them, was in order to be with Renea. I was having a difficult time not getting a hardon whenever I was around her. Even at 9 1/2 she seemed to project sex with her every movement.

The beach was always a wonderful scene. Coming out of the water, her pubic hair matted down giving me the best look ever at Renea's preteen cunt. Her clit always seemed to be engorged, sticking thru her matted hair, causing it to appear as if she was in a constant state of arousal.

The view between her legs was even better when she lay on her back to sunbathe. I never realized just how much of a little girl's cunt you could see from behind as she lay on her stomach. More than once I wanted to kneel behind her and bury my cock right in.

I wondered if little girls this young could enjoy sex or could have orgasms. Could such a little pussy accommodate an adult cock? I wondered if this little girl was sexually active. Although she was petite, her body appeared to have been built for a male's enjoyment?

Renea always seemed to be flirting with me, teasing me. She was always sitting there or lying out with her slit exposed and more often than not her little cunt agape glistening with moisture. It was as if she wanted me to take notice.

The volleyball court was another pleasure. Besides watching her little butt, I marveled at the way her tiny, almost imperceptible, breast mounds, bounced up and down as she hit the ball. It was, I'm sure, a foreshadowing of the magnificent tittles to come.

Another favorite activity at camp was the game of Twister. I spent a lot of time watching the teens and preteens playing. It seemed it was Renea's favorite game too. I even volunteered to spin the wheel when she played. Doing this I could manipulate the wheel to spread her legs as wide as possible. Several times she gave me a wickedly teasing look.

The one thing I noticed through all of this was that she seemed to spend a lot of time with the Grown Up's. I noticed that she would often be walking towards the wooded area with them.

I don't know if anything ever happened there. She always returned looking fresh, never disheveled. But she always seemed friendlier when they surfaced from the woods than before they went in.

As they got to know me better, Marty and Diana invited me into their circle and shared some of the most hidden details of the nudist lifestyle with me. One day at lunch, they explained how nudism and swinging went hand in hand. That did not surprise me much. I often saw couples who, were not married to one another, go off into the woods or into the cottages together. I even saw Diana going off with the black groundskeeper who worked at camp.

What did surprise me was their explanation of family love. I will explain what they told me about sex within the family.

Most young girls get their first sexual experiences at home, by a family member. Most are deflowered by a family member. This is not due to perversion, but for love of the child. They are not abused in any way. It is their way of showing true love.

They explained that child love between family members is an extension of natural love. Just like when a normal man and woman meet, date, fall in love then have then sex. They feel that it is no different with incestual families.

I believed these accounts, for as Marty was telling me this, Renea came over and sat on his lap. She seemed to think nothing about having his fat cock poking forward between her legs. In fact like Diana, while he was talking she reached down a caressed it. I noticed that she seemed to know how to massage it so that he would enjoy the soft stroking as we talked.

I was jealous, seeing her little hand around his big cock. I wished it were on mine. I did notice; however, as she was sitting there on his lap I would often see her sneaking a peek at my own hardening cock.

Marty continued by explaining, once a girl had had some sexual experience, she could be available to members of the circle for any kind of loving, sexual activity.

To signal that a girl was available for sexual activity, her parents would put their girl's hair in pigtails, worn high on the head, just above the ears.

This tells other members that it is OK, if the child is willing, to take them into the woods or even into their cottage.

It is also essential that the girl needs to be cleaned up before returning her. There should be no cum leaking out of her little pussy or butt. No dried cum on her body or around her mouth.

Any signs of sex would be against park rules. More often than not, these couples usually walked to the far end of the wooded areas so they could surface out into the shoreline where they could bathe in the stream and freshen up before returning to mainstream camp.

Marty also explained that sex with preteens should proceed slowly. Talking and getting to know each other, followed by fondling and other activities should proceed before sexual penetration.

I looked around, making note of which girls in our circle had their hair in pigtails. I was happy to see that 9 1/2 year old Renea was one of them.

I so wanted to take Renea back to my cottage. There was one problem, however. In order to take a young girl for sex, the man was expected to have something to trade in return. Since I didn't have a daughter of my own to give to Renea's father, I didn't know what I could do for him in return.

That question was answered when Marty took me off to the side.

"I see how you are looking at my Toy Renea," he said. "I suspect you would like to spend more time with her. I also see how my girlfriend is looking at you. I'll tell you what, why don't you spend the night with Diana in your cottage. If she approves, I give you my blessing to be with Renea. Is it a deal?"

I shook Marty's hand and nodded yes.

I could hardly wait for tonight.

To be continued...