Ann and Meyer's Epiphany

Jen had her hands on the floor behind her. She lifted her butt and pushed into his penis. She also provided the outward motion.

It was a gentle coupling. They kissed and looked into each other's eyes. Her tits were practically in his face. Josh enjoyed looking at them. He leaned his head down and kissed and nuzzled them. Sucking on her nipples wasn't possible. Her full breasts sagged, putting her nipples out of his reach.

"Oh," Jen moaned. "I like this one. I can see your face, and I can make your cock rub my G-spot."

"Ah," he groaned. "I like this one too. I'm in my wife, and I can see her smile. I can see her breasts, and I can see the expression of joy on her face as she rides my cock."

They stayed in this position. Their arousal grew and grew. Dams burst. They hollered as they orgasmed.

Jen tucked her legs and came forward. She lay on Josh, and he held her tightly.

^^^

Ann and Meyer walked naked to the screen porch. Bobby was standing and shaving his belly and shaft. He had a very nice erection. The twins sat nearby watching him.

Ann and Meyer sat.

Bobby said to his sisters, "I've shaved as much as I dare. Can you do my ball sack?"

"Sure," Belle said, giggled, and added, "What else are sisters for."

The kids laughed at the joke.

Beth put gel on her hand. She held her brother's cock for stability and rubbed the shaving gel on his scrotum. She wiped her hands clean and became the 'tugger". She pulled on Bobby's sac, giving her sister a shaveable surface.

They went to work. Grab-pull-shave. Grab-pull-shave. They worked quickly and quietly.

When the job was done, both sisters caressed Bobby's sack, shaft, and lower abdomen, searching for hairs that were missed. Their brother didn't moan or groan. His dick throbbed and, at times, lurched.

They found some stray hairs and eliminated them.

"All done," Belle declared.

"Thanks, B & B."

They handed him a bottle of lotion, and he went to his bedroom. Beth looked at Meyer and Ann and said in a stage whisper, "Mom says we shouldn't apply the after-shave lotion. It's too much like a handjob."

"As a precaution," Belle said, "Bobby puts the lotion on in his room."

Beth mimicked an old sailor's voice and said, "There she blows!" She threw her hands up in the air as if a huge explosion had taken place. She had a giggle fit.

Ann couldn't stop herself; she laughed.

"Ready for your turn?" Belle asked.

"Yes. How do you want me?" Ann asked.

"Recline on a lounger and spread your legs."

Ann got into position. The nude twins got on either side of her and went to work. They cut off the long hairs and shaved the short ones. They worked quickly.

They had her get on her hands and knees and shaved around her anus.

Meyer's cum seeped out of her vagina. Beth noticed it and whispered to her sister, "I told you they'd have sex. No woman would pass up on that thick cock."

Belle giggled and answered quietly, "It's good to know we will be having sex for the next forty-seven years."

"What's that?" Ann asked.

Belle wiped the cum drip away and said, "Nothing. We're talking about future plans. We're done. You look great. You can apply the lotion here or in your room."

"Thank you, girls," Ann said. She checked her bare pussy out in the mirror, giggled, and said, "It's odd seeing my flesh. I've had hair down there for a long long time."

She rubbed lotion on her belly, pussy, and bum.

All women sat around the screened porch naked and gave each other manicures and pedicures.

They sipped Josh's cocktails through straws and talked, waiting for the nail polish to dry.

They guys found things to do. Meyer read online articles about how to win at gambling.

Everyone dressed. They hopped into their Uber and went to their destination.

John and Jean had lunch with the shopping crowd. Afterward, they went to a movie; the others went shopping.

The gamblers had lunch and then hit the casino. They had big wins and bad busts. Meyer's online strategies failed him. He lost the hundred bucks he allocated for the trip.

Terry won a nice chunk of cash on the slots. Josh was successful at playing poker. The others lost money.

Ubers took everyone home. They dined on Chinese take-out and drank wine.

The gamblers told their tails of victories and defeats. The shoppers showed off the bargains or pretty things they had purchased.

They ended up sitting outside naked around the pool, drinking, talking, laughing, and enjoying the night sky.

^^^

The next morning at breakfast, Josh said, "The weather is going to be great today."

"Beach! Beach! Beach!" Belle, Bobby, and Beth chanted.

The grown-ups laughed and agreed a hot sunny day should be spent at Haulover Beach.

They rode in Ubers to the beach, found a great spot, and oiled up. Everyone was naked and helped the others apply sunscreen.

As Meyer put the lotion on his crotch, he thought, "I don't think I'll ever get used to rubbing lotion on my dick in public. At Least this time, the lotion police aren't supervising me."

He glanced at Terry and Jennifer and was thankful to see they were engaged in conversations with their husbands. His eyes wandered to his granddaughters, and he saw they were rubbing lotion on their pussies.

They were diligent. The beautiful young women had spread their legs and put their right foot out so they had good access to their vaginas. Their hands were in deep, and they were looking down to be sure their pretty pussies were properly protected.

"Oh, no!" Meyer shouted in his head as he felt his penis begin to harden. He took off and ran to the ocean. The beachgoers in front of him saw an agitated man with half a hardon sprint to the water. His family saw his legs pistoning up and down and his naked backside.

Terry said, "Mom, what's got into Dad?"

Ann looked up. She had been putting lotion on her body. She saw Meyer dive into the ocean. She looked around at the twins. Beth was rubbing lotion on her vag. Belle was applying lotion to her bum.

Ann thought, "Seeing them touching themselves could have caused a problem." Out loud she said, "I don't know. Is there a prize for the first one into the water?"

The others chuckled. Bobby and the twins ran and joined him.

Ann followed, walking. She caught up with her husband. They bobbed in the ocean. She asked, "Why did you run away?"

"I felt..." Meyer paused, his face turned red, and he said, "I felt an erection developing."

"You did the right thing," his wife assured him.

The Bone family did the usual beach things.

After lunch, the kids were invited by others their ages to play volleyball and frisbee football. They had a blast.

Afterward, Carl, a rugged-looking rising Junior attending the University of Miami asked Belle, Bobby, and Beth, "Are you thirsty?"

"Yes."

"Beer, okay?"

"I thought alcohol was prohibited," Bobby said.

"It is, but if you're not rowdy or blatant about it, like walk around with a beer in your hand, they let it slide," Carl said. They went over to his cooler. Carl poured the beers into plastic cups and handed them out.

They drank.

A slim nude blonde came over and asked, "Carl, got one for me?"

"Sure, Summer."

Bobby looked her over and thought, "Her face is almost pretty. Something's off. Are her eyes too small or too wide apart? Or maybe it's her nose. My God! She has the biggest nipples I've ever seen. Her breasts are small, her areolas are large, and her nipples...there as thick as my thumb and over an inch long."

Introductions were made. They chatted.

"So these cuties are your sisters," Summer said. She moved closer to Bobby and dragged her hard gigantic left nipple across his arm.

Carl said, "The group that played volleyball is going to a club tonight. You should join us." He looked at the twins and smiled.

"That sounds like fun," Beth responded. "But we're only twenty."

He lowered his eyes, looked at their breasts, and said, "You look all grown up to me. Wear something low-cut. I can get you in."

The twins smiled.

"How about you, Bobby?" Summer asked. She pressed her nipple against his arm again.

"Please!" the twins begged. They knew their parents wouldn't allow them to go out without their brother being there.

Bobby moved away from Summer and said, "Okay. We'll tell our parents it's a small party. Carl, it'll help if you meet our parents."

"Glad to."

"Summer," Bobby said. "I don't want to lead you on. I have a girlfriend back home. We're serious."

"Lucky, girl," Summer said. She moved away, drained her cup, and left.

"She was a sure thing, Man," Carl said, "but to each their own. I need to leave soon. Let's go say hi to your folks."

They downed their beers. While they walked, they exchanged contact info. Carl said, "I'll text you the address and meet you at the door at ten o'clock, okay?"

The twins nodded.

Beth introduced Carl to her parents. Carl was polite and shook Josh's hand firmly. He did not check out Jennifer or any of the other women. In the short conversation, he mentioned that he was an honor roll student at the University of Miami.

"Please, Mom and Dad," Belle begged. "Bobby will be there. We won't be home too late."

"Okay," Josh said.

His girls jumped on him, hugging him tightly.

After Carl left, Josh went up to Bobby and said, "They are good girls. Can I count on you to keep an eye on them?"

"Yes. I'm not planning on partying hard. I promised Mary I'd behave."

"Good." Josh slapped him on the shoulder.

The kids joined the adults and lay in the sun.

Meyer asked Ann, "Having a good time?"

"Yes, I am. Who would ever have thought that you and I would be relaxing naked on a nude beach?"

"Ha," he laughed. "Yeah. It is surprisingly enjoyable. I figure four hundred and thirty-four people have seen us nude today."

"Let's get that number over five hundred."

She stood, offered her husband her hand, and said, "Let's go for a walk."

The pair walked hand-in-hand on the wet sand near where the last bit of ocean water reached. They passed many people making a similar pilgrimage, not to mention hundreds sitting, standing, and reclining on the dry sand.

"Oh," Meyer teased, "What would the ladies at your bridge club think if they could see you now?"

"I'm about to find out."

Ann plastered a smile on her face and said loudly to the back of a shapely middle-aged woman with short hair, "Hello, Sally. Small world."

The woman turned, looked flustered, blushed, and said, "Ann, what a surprise."

The woman turned quickly, causing the three small pearls dangling on a silver chain attached to her nipple rings to swing. The woman raised an arm to cover her pierced nipples. She brought her legs together, but not before Ann and Meyer saw that she'd had her labia pierced.

"Yes," Ann said as she scanned the other woman's nude body. She had a full tan and a hairless crotch. She didn't see any more piercings.

"Nice tan," Ann said pleasantly. "Meyer and I are working on ours. This is our second visit to Haulover. Your nipple decorations are pretty."

"Ah...Ah," the woman stammered.

A naked man walked up to Sally, handed her a bottle, and said, "Honey, here's your water."

He saw the couple with her, did a double take, and said, "Ann, Meyer! Err...Nice to see you."

"Hello, Sam," Ann said.

Each party looked at the other. They were all nude with hairless crotches. Sam and Sally looked at Meyer's small flaccid penis and Ann's droopy boobs.

Ann and Meyer stared at Sally's nipple jewelry and Sam's Prince Albert piercing.

Meyer pointed to the other man's dick. It had a silver ring with a ball through the head of his penis. He said, "That had to hurt."

"Err. A little," he conceded. He leaned in and whispered, "The wife loves it."

"So you're new to the naturalist scene," Sally said. She dropped her arm and bravely bared her body.

"Yes," Ann replied. "We came to Florida to vacation with our son and his family and our daughter and her husband."

"Nice."

"We're having a lovely time," Ann said and smiled. "It turns out this is their favorite beach."

Sam scanned Ann from head to toe, smiled, and said, "So you tried it and liked it. Being nude is the best way to experience the beach."

"You're right," Ann said. She made no attempt at hiding her nude body.

"Sally and I have been practicing nudism for years. We come to Haulover Beach at least once a year. You know, there are nudist events back home."

"They're more of us than you would guess," Sally said and winked.

"Invite us to the next event," Ann said. "I have a feeling this is more than a crazy vacation fling."

"Will do," Sally said. "We need to run. Talk to you soon."

"Nice to see you," Sam said. He gave Ann's shaved pussy one more glance.

They left.

When they were out of earshot, Meyer said, "I'm not getting my penis pierced."

"And I'm not getting my bits pierced either," Ann said.

"Good," Meyer said. "Let's head back before we meet any more people we know."

^^^

The Bone group caught Ubers and returned home. They cleaned up and rested before going out to dinner.

They went to a Cuban restaurant and had a smorgasbord of traditional Cuban foods.

Meyer was particularly taken with the fried plantains. He ate a bite and said to his son, "Mmmm. This is good. Is this some kind of Cuban banana?"

Josh chuckled. His dad was a meat and potatoes guy. He said, "They're called plantains. They're in the banana family and grow in Asia and Central America."

^^^

They returned home, and Josh made another summer cocktail. The kids got ready for their party.

"Let's sit by the pool and enjoy our drinks and the stars," Jennifer said.

The adults followed her outside. Meyer fanned himself and said, "I expected it to be humid during the day but not at night. The temperature in what? Mid-seventies. This should be a great night."

"The humidity is probably seventy percent. That's twenty percent too high," Tom said. He placed his drink on a table, unbuttoned his shirt, and said, "Nudity is the solution."

"Ha!" Josh laughed. "You can't sweat on your clothes if you're not wearing any clothes." He began to undress.

"Unzip me," Jennifer said to her husband. "This dress is too nice to sweat on."

The others concurred. They all stripped naked, lay on lounge chairs, and sipped their cocktails.

Bobby and the twins came out. He said, "I thought we were the ones going to a party."

The adults laughed.

The Uber arrived, and the kids left.

"Can you get a moon tan?" Jean asked.

"Good question," Terry said. "It is sunlight. Reflected sunlight."

"I suggest a battle of the moons," John said. He had been lying face-up on his chair. He rolled over and pushed his butt toward the sky.

Everyone laughed.

Meyer stood. His little unit dangled, and he said, "Josh, show me how to make this drink. I believe everyone is ready for another round."

"Sure, Pops."

A fresh batch was made and dispensed. Someone turned some music on, and everyone danced cheek-to-cheek with their spouse. The inevitable happened.

"Hello there," Jennifer said when she was prodded by her husband's erection.

The others looked her way and saw Josh's cock.

"Goodnight," Josh said, and he whisked his wife away.

The others continued to dance until Terry giggled and said, "Mr. Big, I didn't know you were coming by tonight."

Tom playfully slapped her tush and said, "With an ass this fine, it was bound to happen."

"Come then," Terry said. "Let's find a quiet place."

"Good night, folks," Tom said as he escorted his lady to their room. His big dick pointed the way.

"He's well endowed, isn't he?" Jean said what the others were thinking.

The two elderly couplings danced until the song ended, said goodnight, and went to their rooms. They did their nightly routines, got into bed, and kissed.

"Are you disappointed that I don't have a ten-inch-long erection?" Meyer asked Ann.

"Goodness no!" she said and laughed. "Tom's isn't that big. He's bigger than average. Good for them. I'm happy with you. I always have been. Are you upset my boobs aren't as big as the twins'?"

"No."

"I guess that's why we've been married for fifty-five years."

^^^Day 5^^^

Ann and Meyer woke early and went into the kitchen. As they were making coffee, John and Jean came in. They were carrying towels. They covered a kitchen chair and sat.

Meyer chuckled and said, "You can't sleep in either? I'm making coffee. Ann's making a southwestern omelet. We have plenty."

"Thanks. That would be nice," Jean said.

John said, "I worked the first shift at the factory for thirty years. After all those years of rising early, I cannot sleep in."

"It's funny how habits develop," Meyer said. "Before this trip, Ann and I never walked around naked, and look at us now. Naked as the day we were born!"

"Us neither," Jean said. She laughed. Her boobs shook.

"Now wearing clothes feels funny," John said. "And carrying around a towel to sit on is second nature."

They laughed, ate breakfast, and sunbathed nude for an hour before anyone else showed up.

The couples were on opposite sides of the pool, reclining on the chaise lounges. Meyer was across from Jean.

"Is it my imagination," he thought, "or is she purposely showing me her pussy? Whether she's face up or face down, her legs are spread, and I can see everything down there. I turn away, and when I look her way, her slit and labia greet me."

Ann rolled over onto her back. She sighed heavily and said, "John and Jean, I feel like I need to apologize."

"About what?" John asked.

"I can't help but flash my cooch." Her face turned red. "It seems, whatever position I'm in, I can't keep my legs closed. I get hot and open them. I doze off and wake up to find them open. I'm sorry."

"I feel the same way," Jean said, and she laughed. "I can't keep my chubby thighs together."

They laughed.

John said, "Seeing women naked is not a hardship. Seeing your bits is fun. What about you, Meyer? Do you object to getting an intimate view of these lovely naked women?"

"Nope."

"Good," Ann said. "That's reassuring. Since I have your blessing..." Ann raised her knees and spread her legs, brutally exposing her hairless vulva.

She said, "At the beach, I saw people with beautiful all-over tans. I want one. I don't want to be tanned everywhere except by my vagina. Am I crazy, or would having a white spot down there be like having a spotlight shining on my crotch? I worry that it would catch people's eyes, causing everyone to look at my vagina."

"I wondered that too," Jean said. She raised her knees and spread her legs, and laughed. "If Sister Mary Margarette could see me now, she'd have a stroke!"

The women rubbed suntan lotion on their pussies.

The guys rolled over onto their stomachs to hide their erections.

^^^

Jen woke and found her husband's penis pressing against her bottom.

"Mmmm," she sighed. She rolled over and kissed Josh, waking him.

"Hi, Honey," he said. He grabbed a handful of her hair and kissed her hard.

"Oh! I like that," she said when he pulled away. "I suppose you want to stick your hard cock inside me?"

"Yes."

"What number are we on?"

"I think number twenty-six," Josh said. He grabbed the book off the nightstand, opened it to the bookmark, and said, "Last time we did 'The Ballet Dancer'."

"Right," Jen said. "Lucky for you I'm flexible. I stood on one foot, placed the other on your shoulder, and we fucked standing up. So what's next?"

"It's called 'The Passion flower'. I sit on a chair. You put your ankles over my shoulders and your hands on my knees. Your butt is in the air. You swing or rock into me. I can hold your butt or thighs and pull you into me."

"Is there one we can do in bed?"

"Yes. Number 27. It's called 'The Speed Bump'. You lie on your stomach. We put a pillow under your hips, and I lie on top of you. You can have your legs together for a tighter hole or apart to allow for deeper penetration."