Chapter One

My best friend Danny and I were on our way home, riding the Fairbury Alabama city bus like we did every day after school. Today, however, was the last day of the school year, thank God!

The two of us always sat way in the back, preferring the molded plastic rear bench seat that filled the width of the entire bus. For whatever reason, no one sat back there, and that suited the two of us just fine because we could sprawl out like we owned the place.

“I thought we’d never get out of that stupid school,” Danny sighed, flopping down heavily into the hard seat, dropping his backpack on the floor between his feet.

“Right!” I agreed, sighing to match him in solidarity. “I mean, I still have to go back to that stupid place next year, but you don’t, lucky ass.”

“Yeah, sorry, dude,” Danny said, looking glum before a smirk widened on his face. “Sucks to be you!”

“Ha!” I barked a sarcastic laugh, although his words stung far more than he knew. I was really going to miss him once he left. We’d been neighbors our whole lives. “At least I don’t have to deal with Jez!”

Jez, or Jessica, was Danny’s older sister by two years. She was a bitch, but what high school girls aren’t when it comes to their junior high-aged younger brothers? None that I knew, though Danny would defend her on occasion, saying she wasn’t like that all the time. 

“I’ll trade you?” Danny offered.

“Not a chance, my sister’s actually cool.” I shook my head emphatically. Unlike Jez, Leah actually liked hanging out with me and Danny. She wasn’t afraid to get dirty, which was awesome, and she was fun.

Leah, my awesome twin, never rode the bus home with us anymore. She used to, and I kind of missed those long rides with her and Danny joking and horsing around, trying not to get kicked off the bus. But, she hadn’t ridden the bus since the first week of school.

She’d decided she wanted to try out for the dance squad, which was a shock at first. Mainly, because she hadn’t told me about it. She claimed that her friends convinced her to do it on the spur of the moment. She made the team, of course, because my sister is awesome like that and she loved to dance.

On the bright side, having a sister on the dance team gave me the excuse to check out all the girls as they shook their asses, which was a nice bonus. That also meant that after school, she stayed there and went to practice with the rest of her squad while Danny and I rode the bus together like before. Afterwards, she’d get a ride home from one of the other moms.

“Lucas, you just like Leah’s tits,” Danny fired back at me, smirking. He wasn’t wrong; I did. My sister’s tits were amazing, and even though she was two years younger than Jez, Danny’s older sister, her tits were twice the older girl’s size. To be fair, that wasn’t saying much. Jez’s chest was almost as flat as a board. She was all nipples and just a hint of puff around them, and if it weren’t for those little “puffs,” she truly would have been totally flat. A fact she hated whenever her little brother brought it up.

“I really am going to miss Leah,” Danny groaned. 

“Gee, thanks…” I rolled my eyes, the sarcasm obvious in my voice at the slight against me.

“Dude, you know what I mean.” Danny glared at me, not appreciating my reply.

“Yeah, I know,” I sighed, sitting back and attempting to sink into the hard plastic bench. “You’re just in love with my sister.”

“What!” Danny snapped.

“Don’t act like you aren’t.”

“I am not!” Danny put extra emphasis on each word as he said them.

“Uh-huh,” I rolled my eyes. “Ever since Leah’s tits started growing, you’ve been like a little lost puppy when she’s around.”

“Dude, that doesn’t mean I’m in love with your sister,” Danny tried to explain. “That just means I love boobs.”

I gave Danny a side-eyed look, and he just smirked.

“Oh, I get it about the boobs part, I love them too. But you love Leah.”

“Whatever,” Danny waved off my comment and looked out the window of the bus. “You’re an idiot.” 

As much as I loved to tease Danny about my sister, it really did suck that he and his family were moving away. I didn’t know exactly where, just that it was in Florida by the ocean. His family and mine have lived in the same neighborhood as next-door neighbors since before I was born. The three of us, Leah, Danny, and I, had grown up together, and we were even born in the same month, only weeks apart. The running joke was that there was this party and well, the results speak for themselves.

‘Someone must have slipped something in the drinks,’ was what my parents always claimed.

If that was indeed the case, whatever it was that was in those drinks, my parents had drunk a lot more of it than Danny’s because I had ended up with a twin sister.

When we found out Danny’s family was moving, Leah and I just assumed we’d be moving too. That, apparently, wasn’t the case. I was confused as to why we weren’t, like everyone else who’d heard about it, but no one explained those sorts of things to fourteen-year-olds. All I knew was the new place was supposedly fucking amazing, and Danny’s dad was moving the insurance office there as well. How that was supposed to work, I had no idea. Our dads were partners after all, but the office was going to be in another state. Alabama and Florida are pretty far apart, though a lot of the work they did was over the phone and through the computer. But the distance was way too far for my dad to just commute every day.

It was all really confusing, and there were obvious details being left out, but any time we pressed for answers, we didn’t get any.

“When is the moving truck supposed to show up?” I asked after a few minutes of silence between my best friend and me.

“Tomorrow morning,” Danny answered softly, still staring out the window as the trees and parked cars flew by. “That’s what mom said.”

“God, this sucks!” 

“Yeah, it does.” Danny sighed but turned to face me. “Well, look at it this way,” A wicked-looking grin formed on his face. “We still have one more night…”

I grinned and nodded slowly.

* * *

We hit the button, and a chime rang out to signal the bus to stop at the next corner. The two of us got to our feet, moving up the bus to the back door and waiting for the driver to come to a stop. The bus did exactly that, pulling in tight to the curb on the corner as we came to a stop. The air release for the door latch hissed and the doors swung open letting us out. From where we were dropped off, it was only two blocks to our houses. With our backpacks slung over our shoulders, we raced back to our homes, just like we did every day.

“God, you’re so slow,” Danny called out, claiming his daily victory.

“Whatever,” I replied, trying to make it look like I wasn’t breathing hard, which I was.

“Meet you downstairs in five?” Danny called out as he headed to his front door, and I walked up the driveway towards mine.

“Yeah!” I nodded.

“I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Riiight,” I laughed. Danny was good at a lot of things; Call of Duty was not one of them. “You’re trash, bro. Maybe Leah will give you a chance later.”

“Whatever,” Danny yelled back. “You know she’s better than both of us!”

“Fact!” I laughed and headed inside.

No sooner had the door shut behind me than I was racing up the stairs to my bedroom, throwing my backpack onto the bed, and getting out of my clothes. Inside the house, my family enjoyed nudism. Most people probably think it’s weird or wrong, but I was born into it, and it was completely normal for me. That was what brought my family and Danny’s together from the get-go. They too, lived their lives clothes-free behind closed doors. Both of our homes had tall privacy fences, which was the selling point when our parents moved in, and when you and your family enjoyed and preferred to be naked, having a tall fence to keep out wandering eyes was a requirement.

The house was eerily silent as I came back downstairs and started digging through the kitchen for something to eat. I pulled open the pantry and found a bag of tortilla chips and then grabbed the homemade salsa my mom had made earlier in the week, along with two cans of Coke, before I hustled down into the basement, jumping down the steps two at a time. Our basement was, for all intents and purposes, the kids’ gaming room. Leah, Danny, and I had taken it over, and our parents had given up any sense of ownership of the space seceding it to our control, as long as we cleaned up after ourselves.

Sure enough, as I turned the corner into the basement family room, I saw Danny standing outside the glass patio door that led out into the backyard from the basement. When he saw me and what I was carrying, he grinned and waved. I dropped everything on the old, beat-up coffee table we had set up in front of the couch and unlocked the back door.

“Bro, what took you so long?” Danny asked, stepping in and sliding the door closed behind him. “I was out there forever.”

“Shut up, dude. I had to get snacks, unless you don’t want some of my mom’s delicious salsa.”

“Damn right I do!” Danny grinned, flopping down on the couch heavily, throwing his feet up on the table and grabbing one of the black PlayStation controllers, before reaching into the bag of chips and shoving one into his mouth.

I gave him a ‘what the fuck’ look as I watched him wipe the chip crumbs off of his chest. “You’re cleaning that up, you know that, right?”

“Yeah, fine, whatever. Let’s play!”

* * *

“I got next!” Leah’s singsong voice called out, I’d barely heard her over the sounds of the game in my headset. Then I saw her out of the corner of my eye. Leah was naked, which was no surprise. Her long, dirty blonde hair was pulled back in its default form of a ponytail, which had the effect of showing off her smiling face, naturally pouty lips, and her hazel eyes that seemed to change color depending on her surroundings.

Her tits bounced subtly but alluringly as she walked. They looked big on her small frame but were only B cups. She was very proud of them, as she should be. They had a nice curve to them, showing off their fullness, and her dusty pink nipples were upturned and nearly blended into the soft tanned skin around them seamlessly.

She moved over in front of me, putting her pert, tight ass right in my face as she leaned over so she could fit between the chips and salsa ladened coffee table and my feet. As the crack of her ass passed by, I could just make out the clean, smooth line that was her slit before she dropped down, her muscular ass landing on both Danny’s and my thighs heavily. Well, as heavily as a girl who didn’t weigh a hundred pounds could; she was just starting to flirt with the five-foot mark.

Danny pulled his headset off to the side as he glared at my sister angrily. “Hey, watch it!” Danny complained as he died in the game. “I was on a nuke streak!”

“No, you weren’t!” I laughed, pulling my own headset off to the side so I could hear whatever those two were saying.

“Quit being a baby and move,” Leah snickered as she wiggled her hips, throwing out an elbow at Danny to create a little more room for herself.

I smiled at how easily my sister cowed Danny. “Hey, Leah. How was dance?”

“Eh, it was okay,” She shrugged. “We’re supposed to learn a new routine for some summer competition, but a couple of the girls can’t seem to figure it out.”

“That sucks,” I replied, trying to offer her some sympathy.

“They’ll get it eventually,” Leah shrugged as she settled in to watch the rest of our game.

 We ended up winning easily, though Danny was raging because some kid that sounded like he couldn’t be older than eight or nine was killing him over and over, laughing at him and talking trash every time he did.

“Alright, hand it over,” Leah said, holding out her open hand, waiting for Danny to give up his controller.

“Why do I have to give you mine?” Danny whined.

“Because you got the least amount of kills,” My sister replied simply.

“I wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for that squeaker trying to spawn trap me all game.”

“I never got spawn trapped,” I said.

“Just give me the controller,” Leah growled. “We don’t have much time before dinner.”

“Oh, is mom home already?” I asked, looking towards the stairs, trying to hear any sounds coming from the kitchen.

“Yeah, she’s been home for a while,” Leah replied. “She ordered pizza and breadsticks.”

Danny and I locked eyes with matching wide grins, as we chorused, “Pizza!”

 “Yup, pizza, now ready up!” Leah announced, snatching the headset from Danny’s head and slamming it down over her own.

* * *

“Leah, Lucas, Danny!” My mom yelled into the basement from the top of the stairs. “Pizza’s here!”

Danny’s eyes widened, and he spun in place, looking across the couch as me and my sister, his eyes alight and looking both excited and exceedingly impatient. When we didn’t just jump up and go eat, Danny started to fidget like the couch cushion beneath his bare ass was suddenly on fire.

“Seriously!” he finally growled when neither Leah nor I acknowledged him. “Guys, pizza is here.”

“Yeah, we know, dude,” Leah snapped. “We’re almost done.”

“Shit!” I cried out, “We’re losing B!”

We were playing domination, and that’s a game where two opposing teams are fighting over three different points in the map. For each second you held one of the sites, your team earned a point. If you could hold two or more of the sites longer than the other team, you generally won. 

“Screw you guys,” Danny got up and took his sweet ass time crossing in front of the TV. He did that intentionally, knowing he was blocking what we were seeing.

“Move it, bro!” I yelled. “I can’t see around you.” I tried leaning over as far as I could in an attempt to see around him.

“I am moving, see?” Danny teased, leaning side-to-side to mirror each of my attempts to see around him. Those seconds were crucial, and we ended up losing 147-150 because we were unable to recap B, and that was because he was in the damn way.

“Danny,” Leah stood up, yanking her headset off and dropping her controller on the couch. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared daggers at my best friend. “I swear to God…” Danny took off towards the stairs, laughing nervously before she could finish whatever threat she was about to level at him. She watched him go and sighed, “Your friend is an absolute idiot.”

“Oh, I know,” I shook my head, taking off my headset and setting it on the coffee table with my controller. “But he’s your friend too.”

“Not for long,” she glared towards the stairs before her face softened, and she looked back at me.

“Can you get the salsa?” I asked. “I’ll take care of the Coke cans and chips.”

“Yeah, no problem.” Leah picked up the almost empty container before heading for the stairs.

“Thanks, Leah,” I called out her retreating form. “Don’t let Danny take all the pepperoni!”

* * *

When I made it up the stairs and headed for the kitchen, I found a line already formed along the kitchen counter where the pizza boxes had been laid out. My parents were first, followed by Danny, and then his parents. Jez and Leah were right after them, talking as they waited their turns. The glare she gave me and Danny was anything but subtle. I didn’t understand why she seemed to hate me so much.

“Lucas, grab a plate,” Mom called over her shoulder as she herself was grabbing a slice of one of the pies.

“Paper?” I asked.

“Right there,” Mom nodded in the direction of the end of the counter. “Don’t forget a napkin.”

I moved to grab one of the paper plates and a napkin. Leah smiled warmly at me as I joined her in line behind Jez after placing the chips in the pantry and throwing away the empty cans of Coke.

Seeing a line of naked butts all just waiting their turn at the food was always funny for some reason to me. All those asses were different shapes, sizes, and even colors, some more tanned than others. For example, Jez’s ass was narrow and deeply tanned. She loved to lie out for hours in the sun all the time. She was too dark for my own tastes, but for whatever reason, she thought it was perfect. She reminded me a lot of the older retired nudists and how their skin looked like brown leather.

Then there was Danny’s ass, which was almost as white as a sheet. The contrast between the two siblings was jarring, to say the least. I still didn’t understand how his ass of all things stayed so pale. That was a mystery for another day.

The differences between them all were only pushed further as the line turned away, at least for the women in line, as they walked away with their plates full. My mom didn’t have huge tits, but they weren’t small. My dad always joked that anything more than a handful is a waste, unless it’s my mom’s boobs, then it was just a bonus. Her tits drooped but could hardly be considered sagging. She wore a D cup bra, something my sister was eager to grow into, and made it a point to celebrate any bit of measurable growth toward that eventual goal.

Mom was one of those people who loved to run, just not long distances. Anything more than a mile was out of the question in her mind. She claimed it was too painful for ‘the girls,’ and sports bras weren’t effective enough at wrangling those wonderful pillows on her chest. Her nipples, just like Leah’s, blended in with the rest of the skin on her tits and were only truly noticeable when they hardened, and then they would redden.

The biggest difference between my sister and my mom was that my mom didn’t shave her pussy completely bare. She trimmed the edges and kept a nice, narrow triangle that she said helped my dad find where her clit was. That was part of an old you-had-to-be-there joke from when they first started dating, and my dad would blush anytime my mom brought it up.

All in all, my mom was a beautiful woman, curvy in all the places you’d want them and trim and tight in all the others. Her dirty blonde hair fell in loose curls down to the middle of her back, and she had a smile that made people want to smile right back. For a woman in her late thirties, thirty-eight to be exact, she was a looker. 

With her plate in hand, my mom smiled as she walked by me, “Lucas, Ellen and Scott brought some beer, it’s on the back deck, can you bring it in for me, please?”

“Sure, mom,” I smiled. “I’ll get it after I get some food.”

“Thanks, honey,” She leaned over, kissing me on the cheek, and my face instantly flushed. “You’re so cute when you blush like that!”

“Mom!” I whined, rubbing my cheek against my shoulder in a feeble attempt to wipe off any potential mark she’d left.

“I’m still your mother, and I will kiss you whenever I want, even if you are taller than me now, so you better start getting used to it.”

Ellen and Leah laughed as mom smiled, the color in her cheeks rising and the corners of her eyes wrinkling slightly, one of the few things that gave away her age.

“You kids eat at the table,” Mom called out as she headed for the living room. “We’ll be out here if you need anything.”

* * *

The eight of us polished off the three large pizzas and the breadsticks in record time. And once the table was cleared and the empty pizza boxes taken out and dumped in the trash, it was time for the last of the famous Stevens and Griffin Friday night parties.

Ellen was the first to walk into the kitchen, throwing away her paper plate and crusts she always refused to eat. Danny’s mom had a narrow elfish face, big blue eyes, and short auburn hair that came down just short of her shoulders. She was naturally skinny, just like her daughter, but had massive, full tits that hung heavy on her chest. They didn’t sag, but they definitely hung. They were just big and looked huge on her frame.

How Ellen’s boobs could be so large when her daughters’ were all but nonexistent was confusing. The answer was simple, however, Ellen had small tits her whole life, until she had kids. They grew when she was pregnant with Jez and then grew even more when Danny came along. The thing was, they didn’t go back down in size like most women apparently did after her pregnancy and when she stopped breastfeeding.

Just like my mom, she left a neatly trimmed wedge of pubic hair above her pussy, but it was narrower than my mom and she liked to call it her landing strip.

“I can’t believe this is the last time we’re going to get to do this,” Ellen pouted.

“It won’t be the last time,” Scott wrapped his arm around his wife, but the look in his eyes made it clear he didn’t honestly believe his own words. “But let’s not talk or even think about that tonight.”

“I agree!” My mom said, her eyes suddenly looking red-rimmed.

“Aww, Bethany,” Ellen opened her arms, and the two moms embraced for a moment before turning to look at the rest of us gathered in the kitchen and dining room.

“As tradition would require,” My dad smiled, doing better than the other three adults in masking his feelings this evening. “I think it’s time to hit the pool and then later, the hot tub.”

“To the pool!” Scott called out, doing his best impression of a war hero trying to rally his troops.

“Dad, you’re such a nerd,” Danny said, and the rest of us laughed.

“I’ll have you know, nerds are people too!”

“Give it up, babe,” Ellen snickered. “We all know you’re a real nerd with real feelings.”

“Fine,” Scott mock pouted. “Can we still go to the pool?”

“Race ya!” I called out and took off running down the deck stairs two at a time.

“You’re on!” Danny yelled, racing after me.

“Be careful!” Both of our moms chorused at the same time, but we were already moving and pretended we couldn’t hear them. 

The booming sound of the two of us launching ourselves down the steps made it seem like the stairs themselves were going to be crushed under our feet, the way the whole deck seemed to vibrate with each footfall only further enforced that feeling.

I looked over my shoulder when I hit the ground to see Danny was right on my heels, grinning like an idiot as we ran as fast as we could for the fence that divided our backyard from the Griffen’s. I was stunned when I saw Leah, somehow already at the hidden gate. She looked at us, grinning as she threw it wide open and took off ahead of us.

“How the hell did she—” my question cut off mid-sentence as I felt more than saw, Danny catching up to me.

“No clue, dude,” Danny glanced over at me. He, indeed, was on my right and step for step even with me. Danny was bigger than me in both height and muscles, and his longer legs chewed up ground at a staggering rate with each stride. It didn’t hurt that he was a contact sports guy, namely football. He had a smirk on his face and then winked before saying, “See ya, loser!”

Danny poured on the speed as we raced to the pool’s edge. Leah, with a loud cry of victory, dove into the water with the grace only a gymnast or a dancer could display. Danny was only a second behind her and didn’t even attempt to be graceful. He threw himself into the air, sailing over the water before crashing through the surface, while I dove more like my sister had a moment later. 

My ears shuddered from the cacophony of noise the three of us created when I slipped under the water, disorientating me for a moment. As soon as my ear cleared and my brain caught up, my eyes opened and found both Leah swimming as fast as she could towards the far end of the pool, Danny kicking after her, but that was a lost cause. I surfaced, knowing there was no hope in trying to catch my sister. She was fast on land, for a girl, but she was like a damned torpedo in the water.

Leah stopped racing when she reached the far end of the pool, twisting in the water, hopping up so that her legs dangled off the edge, her feet still in the water. Danny swam up to her left, latching onto the wall, her arms crossed on the ledge to support her weight. I popped up, shaking my head side to side, flinging the excess water in a large arc all around me.

“Well, what’s the plan tonight?” I said, cutting off whatever Danny was saying to my sister.

“What do you want to do?” Leah looked down at me, smiling warmly.

“Umm…” I thought about it for a second. “We can’t…you know…until later.”

“Yeah,” she nodded, her eyes flicking across the lawn to the opening in the fence where our parents and Jez would be walking through any moment. “Once they head back to our house for the hot tub, then we will have all the time in the world.”

“What about my sister?” Danny asked. 

Jez was a problem and looked for any chance she could get to get the three of us in trouble.

“Why’s she such a bitch all the time?” Leah asked, and Danny just shrugged. It was as big a mystery to him as it was to us. The weird thing was that she used to be so cool. Then she went to High school, and that all changed overnight. Thinking about it, that was about the time Leah started to really develop, but surely it wasn’t something that simple.

“If I start acting like that when I get to high school,” Leah looked right at me, her eyes surprisingly serious. “Kick me right in the pussy.”

“What?” I asked, shocked at her words. Not that she said pussy, that was common tongue anymore, but suggesting that I kick her in her pussy, that was a new one for me.

“I’ll kick you right in the dick, hard, if you become an asshole too,” Leah smirked, and I gulped as I felt the color in my face drain at the thought.

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen,” I said, my balls starting to ache as my mind gave me visions of exactly how that would look and feel.

“I don’t know why you have to be so violent all the time,” Danny teased, holding up his hands in defense, doing his best to lighten the mood. He was always the jokester and willing to do something stupid in an effort to make people laugh.

“I’m not violent,” Leah rolled her eyes, laughing.

“You just said you were going to kick your brother in the dick,” Danny said, his face scrunching up in confusion. “Sounds pretty violent to me.”

“I haven’t done it yet.”

“That might be even worse,” I jumped in. “I’m going to have to walk around with my dick in my hands, just to keep it and my balls safe.” Danny nodded along, agreeing with that line of thinking.

“You’re acting like you don’t have your dick in your hands all day as it is,” Leah smirked, and mimed a jerking off motion with her hand.

“She’s got you there, bro,” Danny said.

“Don’t pretend like you aren’t playing with your dick even more than he is.”

“Hey!” Danny cried out defensively. 

“Are you complaining?” I fired right back at my sister’s jab about me jerking off all the time, and Leah’s cheeks heated.

“Nope, I love your dick.” Leah looked over the edge of the pool, like she’d be able to see it, but I was pressed up against the wall, just like Danny was, blocking any potential view she might have.

“Then stop talking about kicking it!” I retorted and winked. “And I know you love it.”

“So not fair,” Danny grumbled as he watched the exchange of innuendo between me and my twin.

“You know I’ll take care of you too,” Leah smiled down at Danny, whose face lit up in response. Danny was about to say something, but Leah cut him off. “After our parents go to the hot tub.”

“You know, I’m really going to miss these Friday night parties,” Danny announced and I couldn’t agree more.

 

Chapter Two

We were talking about dicks and whose Leah liked more, mine or Danny’s when Leah’s eyes suddenly went wide, and she leaned back. Danny and I, not sure what she saw, turned just in time to face a wall of water. It wasn’t an actual wall, but still, it was a small wave formed by both of our moms jumping into the water at the same time.

“Shit!” Leah squeaked, pointing at the water and scooting back, pulling her feet away from the pool’s edge. “They’re coming!”

Danny and I both twisted and turned, trying to see into the water, but with the waves breaking up the surface, it was hard to see what was happening below.

“Look out!” I yelled and tried to dash off to the right and away from Danny. I was swimming for all I was worth and then felt an iron grip around my ankle and screamed underwater, bubbles racing from my mouth as I kicked frantically.

I turned to look back and saw my mom, her arm outstretched, her hand locked on my leg, and she was smiling wickedly. I tried to shake her loose, but it was hopeless. Getting away from her was not an option. Any and all questions as to where my sister’s talent for swimming came from were answered when my mom entered the pool.

I pulled up, my arms scooping at the water, trying to get my head above the surface. As I broke through, I took in a huge gulp of air and heard my dad yell, “Careful, Lucas!” followed by laughter. Not shit, thanks dad!

I kept trying to swim, but it was more me trying to keep my head up so I could breathe rather than trying to get away. Every time I kicked my leg, it seemed my mom’s hands were getting higher and higher on my leg. As she pulled herself up on my legs, I started to sink lower and lower into the water. I had to crane my neck to keep my nose and mouth above the water line.

I was treading water for all I was worth, and apparently, it wasn’t worth much. That’s when I felt both of her hands on my waist as she yanked me down, and at the same time, she shot up. Her body shot out of the water in front of me, her eyes wild and a manic grin on her face right in front of me. The result was that I got a face full of her tits as she slammed into me, her hands finding my shoulders, and her weight pushing me down as her body sank back into the water.

I kicked desperately, but she was stronger than I was, heavier, too. All I could see was that little wedge of hair between her legs as she held me down for what felt like an eternity. My hands shot out, grabbing her arms, but she just shrugged me off, and in my panic, I was swimming and grasping for anything, but I might as well have had all the grace and coordination of a newborn giraffe at this point.

I wasn’t proud of it, but I wrapped my arms around my mom, forcing my head right between her breasts, and my leg wrapped around her, hooking my ankles together, latching onto her for dear life, waiting for my mom to save me. Real cool, I know, but in my defense, I wasn’t thinking straight, and I knew my mom would save me, and she did.

She pulled me up, swimming over the edge of the pool, holding me in her arms, pressing firmly against her body.

“Sorry, honey,” she said when I finally realized I was above water and no longer on the verge of being drowned by my own mom. “I just meant to scare you.”

“What are you trying to do, kill him?” I heard my dad say, before more laughter came from their direction.

“He’s fine,” Mom called back, still holding me tight against her chest, her tits smashed against me, and I could feel her nipples as two very distinct points against my own chest. Not only that, but with the way I had my legs wrapped around her, every kick of her own legs rubbed against me in such a way that it was impossible to ignore. “You okay?” She pulled her head back, looking at me, a warm, loving smile on her face.

“Yeah, I think so.”

We hung there at the edge of the pool for a second, my arms around her and hers around me, her legs still slowly kicking and rubbing against my dick. Coming from a nudist family, seeing my mom, sister, or any girl naked wasn’t enough, in most cases, to cause an erection. Those days had passed years ago. Touching and feeling were very different. Feeling her hard nipples pressed against me, coupled with the way she was rubbing against my cock, I don’t care how many girls I’d seen naked; it was going to have an effect, just thankfully slowly.

“Good.” She smiled brighter. “You can let go now.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Don’t be, it was nice.” Mom smiled. “You don’t cuddle with me anymore, and you definitely don’t give me hugs like that anymore either.”

I blushed furiously, my mind started thinking about the two of us, naked, embracing. I was a teenage boy; it didn’t take much to get my dirty mind racing off on its own free will. If Mom noticed anything, she didn’t let it be known because, as she swam away, my cock had grown to full hardness under the water’s surface.

I heard splashes and looked to see Danny swimming in my direction. Leah dove into the water on my other side now that the coast was clear. I quickly latched onto the wall, facing it in an attempt to hide the erection my own mother had just given me.