Growing Up In A Small Town Had It's Advantages

My neighbor Matt's father was a doctor, all respected and all that. When were in our early teens, in boy scouts, we hung around together. One day he says he found something he wanted to show me. It was a shoe box, with old pictures in it. Pictures of his mother and some of his father when they lived in a commune in Oregon. Bushy with small tits and his father taller with a very noticeable penis.

We kept the secret and didn't tell anyone. Later when we were older conversations came about, not with us, but at the table and they talked about the days before med school when they went into the forest to live as fairies in the mist. My friend and I could only roll our eyes, we had seen the pictures.

Later when we were older, getting ready for college, we met a girl who had moved to town, she said she was an avowed nudist and if we wanted to come over. Don't bring anything, you won't need it. Her pool wasn't big but it was big enough and we hung around (mind you the word hung may be an exaggeration) naked. She was small, considering, with a hairy bush and small tits and we couldn't help but compare her to those pictures of his mother. My friend had a nice enough dick and mine shrunk in the water. Our hostess asked us if it was our first time being nudist.

The second time we went over, she had invited a friend, some other girl and they walked around like nothing was strange. Bushy girls with tits, and ass and lets and we couldn't help but look when they bent over. It was hard that afternoon staying limp, we were continuously going in and out of erections. The new girl that was invited grabbed my half boner and asked what guys felt when they got their boners squeezed. She whispered if I had ever had pussy, she doubted it, that's why she was asking. She laid back on the chaise and opened her legs and pulled me down on her, using her hand to guide my dick right in her. Now fuck, she said. That's it, in and out and in and out, do it harder. I came and she said that was ok for a beginner. She helped me clean up and opened her legs so I could see the cum inside her.

My friend was taken down by the girl that invited us, she was so small under him, but her legs were around him. He fucked her, did a better job than I had. My 'girl' told me that's what she meant about fucking her. You got to hurt her, she told me. Don't be afraid, fuck her so she hurts. OK? Later that afternoon we went into a bedroom and we fucked again, this time it was easier and she cried out for more fucking. Grab my tits, do it harder. Use your dick. I couldn't keep up and I came again and she had me lay on her and not pull out yet.

Later when we went to college we told the story of the nudist girl but no one believed us. But we weren't virgins in college, we knew what we were doing, at least with virgin girls. Studs, we called ourselves. We got a lot of pussy in college, and some of it was prime. During the breaks we saw our friend the nudist and she asked us how college was going and what kind of girls we were fucking. She worked as a pharmacist assistant and she and her friend had parties, and when we were in town they invited us. Nudist parties, fuck parties. They had it in them to train us. My best guess is that they were in the early twenties.

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HappyFellow77

by HappyFellow77 on Jan 18, 2023 at 9:43 AM

Good story Larry. I believe you. Find memories I bet. I have some of my own as well.

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