Nudist Thanks Giving Pt. 01

Nudist Thanks Giving

All people in this story are over the age of 18. Names have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved in this event.

If you have read my previous stories, you know that my parents raised me in a nudist household and, on our own, have discovered the joy of swinging. This is a story of how we combined both once again.

My parents are members of a local nudist club about 20 minutes from their house. During the summer, they are there most weekends, enjoying the pool, hot tub, and various hiking trails on the property. During the cooler months, my parents like to host socials at their house for the members, as the BBQ area at the club is not conveniently located near the clubhouse, which lacks power and running water.

As a fun holiday, my parents decided to host a Thanksgiving potluck in the evening on Black Friday. They told everyone to bring their leftovers from the day before. No one would have to cook anything special for the potluck, and everyone could clean out their fridge of endless leftovers. Guests could do all the Black Friday shopping that they wanted to, and when they were finished, they could grab their leftovers and head to my parents' house.

My dad decided to smoke a whole 20-pound turkey for Thanksgiving, even though it was just going to be him, my mom, my wife, and me there. My mom made double everything so there would be plenty of food for the guests the next day. As we were shoving all the leftovers in the fridge, I told them it was a good thing people were coming over tomorrow, otherwise they would be having Thanksgiving until Christmas.

On Black Friday, we did what most people do nowadays. We sat at home in the living room watching TV while surfing for deals on our phones. Around noon, my wife and mom finally put some clothes on so they could go get their nails done before the potluck, while they left my dad and me at home to start the preparation and set up for the potluck.

We got the extra leaves for the dining table out and made it as large as it could go. Placed paper plates and plasticware nearby so we would not have to do the dishes at the end of the night. We brought up extra folding chairs and placed them in the living room. Replaced the shawls on their couches and love chair. Made sure the hot tub was balanced and placed a stack of towels in the living room so guests could grab one to sit on. Just as I thought we were done, my dad came out of his room with a bottle of lube and small hand towels. He gave me a look and told me just in case, as he put them in the media cabinet under the TV in the living room.

Soon after my dad and I finished, we heard the garage door open, and my mom and wife walked in the house back from their nail appointment. My wife immediately reached down to the bottom of her oversized knitted sweater, which she was wearing, and in one quick swoop pulled it up and over her head. Revealing her beautiful, massive tits and big pale areolas and nipples hard from rubbing on the sweater. She threw the sweater on one of the folding chairs and kicked off the flip-flops she was wearing. Then she pulled her yoga pants down, stepped out of them, and placed them with her sweater on the chair. I had helped her shave last night in the shower, so she had no pubic hair covering her fat pussy lips.

Nude in my parents' living room, she was now ready to show me what colors she picked for her nails and came and sat next to me. She got some green with glitter for her hands and pink for her toes.

Mom re-entered the living room after getting undressed in her room and saw the clothes on the chair and realized my dad and I did not prepare anything for the guest's clothes. She asked my wife and me to pick up her clothes and empty the front hallway closet of all the jackets, but leave the hangers so guests could hang their clothes up there when they arrive.

She and my dad then headed to the kitchen to start taking leftovers out of the fridge and started to heat them up. My wife picked up her sweater, yoga pants, and flip flops to take back to our room, while I headed to the front entryway to get started on the closet. As I started with the coats, the doorbell rang twice.

A little backstory, both my parents and I have a sign by our front doors that states, "Before you ring the doorbell. We are a real nudist family and are undressed most of the time. If you require us to cover up when answering the door, ring the doorbell once. Or, if you are fine with the unclothed human body, ring it twice so we know we don't need to cover up. This is simply our lifestyle, and we thank you for requiring us to put clothes on just to answer the door."

Naturally, I reached over and just opened the door to find Emma and Steve standing just outside. Emma squealed, and a big smile filled her face, and she stepped into the house and gave me a big hug. Steve stepped inside, carrying two reusable shopping bags and gestured that one was wine and the other was leftovers. I told Steve that my parents were in the kitchen preparing, and he could drop the bags off with them.

Emma realized I was holding a few coats and asked what I was doing. I told her my mom wanted a place for people to hang up their clothes, so I was cleaning out the entry closet for it. She said she would help, took the last few coats from the hangers, and asked where we were putting them. My plan was to just throw them on my bed and worry about hanging them back up later, so we headed upstairs to the room my wife and I were staying in.

I threw the first few coats on the bed as Emma laid her coats over the desk chair, saying we might want to keep the bed clear so the four of us could have some fun later. My cock twitched and grew slightly with the thought and anticipation. Emma noticed it and walked over to me and took it in her hand, gently stroking it. I told her that we may not have to come up here since my dad already stocked the media cabinet downstairs with supplies.

My wife then came into the room with a glass of wine in her hand, saying she was checking up on us and that we should come downstairs soon since more guests could arrive at any minute. Emma was happy to see her and released me and went over to give her a hug as well. It was then realized that out of the three of us, she was the only one still dressed. She kicked off her shoes and pulled down the fleece pajama pants she was wearing, and stepped out. She stood back up and lifted the oversized T-shirt up and over her head.

Emma was not a model by any sort, but I was still very much attracted to her. She stood an inch or two shorter than I, with generous curves. Wavey brunette hair, beautiful smile, two huge (38J) tits with pale areolas the size of small plates. A chubby waist with big hips and a fat ass and a completely shaven pussy.

She neatly folded her clothes. I told her she could put them in the corner with her shoes and could come grab them later. She and I then followed my wife out of our room and back downstairs. I was staring at both their asses the entire time. When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard another two doorbell rings. I yelled that I would get it, and my wife and Emma proceeded towards the kitchen and dining room.

Once again, I answered the door nude and was greeted by Heather and Bob. An older couple that has been going to the nudist club for as long as I can remember. Both are in their late 60s or early 70s, but still spry for their ages. We would run into them all the time on the trails, or they would be doing laps in the pool before we would set up the volleyball net to play. I stood aside and motioned for them to come in.

Heather stepped in first, carrying a Tupperware of mashed potatoes and a pie balanced on top. I told them that they could hang their clothes up in the hall closet just behind the door as I shook Bob's hand and offered to take the food from Heather.

Heather was wearing a long, puffy jacket that went down to her knees. She reached up and unzipped it to reveal that she was wearing nothing underneath it. She was a skinny, mature woman standing at my height. White straight hair down to her shoulders. Sagging breasts that I assumed were good B cups or C cups back in her prime, with eraser-sized erect nipples. No hips, but toned legs with a manicured short grey bush with lips hanging out of it.

Bob, standing an inch taller than me, had short grey hair and a closely trimmed grey beard and mustache. He, too, was wearing nothing under the jacket he was wearing and undid the button for his jeans. Pulling them down, he had a full, untrimmed grey bush with a skinny cut cock trying to poke out from it. He gathered up his clothes and, with Heather, hung them up in the closet. With them undressed for the party, I told them they could follow me to the kitchen, where everyone else was.

The kitchen was getting quite crowded with everyone trying to help. My dad and Steven oversaw refreshments while my mom and Emma were heating things up, and then my wife was taking ready items to the dining room. Steve was a tall, slender guy in his early 50s. He was a good six inches taller than me, with a bald head and completely shaved everywhere else as well. He had a decent uncut cock that was about four inches flaccid but it grew to almost nice inches when he got hard. As we entered, Hether gave everyone a hug and asked if there was anything she could help with. Bob shook the guy's hands and was given hugs by my mom and Emma.

I squeezed by Emma and my wife, making sure to rub my cock on my wife's ass as I passed her, and placed the food I was carrying on the counter. My wife took the pie, unwrapped it, and put it in the oven with another one. As she was bending over, I got a wonderful view of her ass and pussy. She caught me drooling over her and came back next to me and told me I needed to behave.

The doorbell rang again, but since I was squeezed in the kitchen, my dad said he would get it and left to answer it. I was able to make my way to the small table my parents had in the kitchen, where all the refreshments were set up, and I made myself a Jack and Coke. As I finished, my dad returned holding more leftovers and told me there was more to carry. I put my drink down and headed to the front door. As I rounded the corner, I was greeted by two more nude couples, Chelsea and Robert, and Tina and Mike.

Chelsea and Robert were another older couple from the club that I had seen there my entire life. In the early to mid-60s, they still looked great for their age and didn't seem over 50. Chelsea was my height with blonde straight hair down to her mid-back. She had fake perky tits that made them just under a handful, with two always erect dark nipples. She has a skinny waist and a decent set of hips. She has a small blonde landing strip above her pussy with just a hint of her inner lips poking out. Robert was a few inches taller than I was. He was a stocky guy, not fat, but had put on some weight. He was bald up top as well as below. He had a larger-than-average set of balls, which made his cut cock look smaller than I am sure it was.

Tina and Mike were some of the newest members at the club, as I had only met them once before, that summer on a visit home. They were only a couple of years younger than my wife and me. Tina was a petite woman and stood around five feet tall. She has curly brown hair chopped above her shoulders. She has small, perky tits with nipples pierced with barbells. She was skinny with a toned stomach, lean legs, and a cute little booty. She was completely shaven with a clit ring piercing. Mike was an inch or two taller than Tina with a head full of black hair. He was muscular but not ripped, and had a hint of a 6-pack coming in. He has a closely trimmed patch of pubic hair above his shaved cut cock and balls.

On the floor near them was a six-pack of wine and a case of beer for the party. I picked them up and showed the four of them to the kitchen and dining room, where everyone was hanging out. I dropped the wine off with my dad and Steve and then took the beer to the back door to place it outside. The sun was setting, and the temperature was dropping. The beer would stay cold out there until we were ready to drink it.

Returning inside and grabbing my drink, all the men besides my dad had shifted to the living room since the kitchen and dining room were getting more and more crowded as the food was being served. My dad was still opening bottles of wine and pouring drinks for the women as they worked. We were discussing the games that were on the day before and how we felt about the rest of the football season when the doorbell rang twice more. Since I was just sitting around, I called I would get it.

At the door were Dave, Brittany, and a young woman whom I did not recognize. Dave and I had been friends for a long time from the nudist club growing up. He was a couple of years older than I was, but still put up with me when we were both at the club, and we had kept in touch over the years. I gestured to them to come in, took the bag of leftovers from Dave, and shook his hand. Brittany followed and gave me a quick side hug as she was almost nine months pregnant. She then turned and introduced me to Anna, their au pair from South Africa. I shifted the food to one arm, shook her hand, and welcomed her to the house.

I told them that they could put their clothes in the closet behind them. Dave, wearing a T-shirt and gym shorts, was the first to get naked. He stood about an inch shorter than me, with close-cut black hair. He was a heavier guy with a bit of a gut now, but not terribly fat. Like most nudist in our generation, he had his cut cock shaved. He turned to help Brittany out of her remaining clothes. Brittany was Dave's age and had curly, dirty blonde hair just past her shoulders. She was wearing a T-shirt and yoga pants. The T-shirt she was able to get off, revealing two very fully engorged breasts. Last time I saw her, they were under a handful; now they were much larger than that to go along with her pregnant belly. Dave then helped Brittany pull down and step out of her yoga pants. Being so far along with her pregnancy, she was unable to shave fully, so she sported a full bush under her belly.

Anna was a beautiful young ebony woman, whom I would find out later in the evening was only 19. She arrived wearing a simple sundress with a light jacket over it and nothing underneath in what we call true nudist fashion. (Why wear a lot of clothes or underwear when you are just going to get naked again soon?) She was just shorter than me, but looked taller since she had a few inches of afro. Her tits were full, natural, and her erect black nipples pointed slightly upwards. She was skinny but had a good set of hips and a well-rounded ass to round off her curves. She, like most of us, was shaven but had a little line of pink showing between her pussy lips.

Anna gathered up all the clothes and hung them up in the closet, and then we all proceeded to the living room. I told Brittany to have a seat with the men since she was about to pop. Dave introduced Anna to the men while I got Brittany a towel and laid it on the sofa for her to sit on. After all the men greeted Anna, I told Dave and Anna that if they wanted a drink, they should follow me to the kitchen.

The kitchen was a sea of naked ladies, running back and forth from the oven, microwave, counter, and into the dining room and back. My dad, standing near the entrance, was ogling them all and making sure they all had something to drink. He greeted Dave with a handshake and immediately introduced himself to Anna as she was in a trial of us both. He called over the commotion to my mom so she could welcome our new guests. She stopped plating some turkey. Squeezed between Emma and Chelsea by what looked like her putting her hand on Chelsea's ass and pushing her forward into the counter a bit. It happened so fast, I wasn't one hundred percent sure.

My mom gave Dave a big hug, and he introduced her to Anna, who she proceeded to hug as well and welcome to their house. My mom asked if Brittany had come, which Dave told her she was resting in the living room. My mom sped out of the kitchen to go say hi to her.

My dad asked if they would like anything to drink. Dave asked for a beer and a soda for Brittany. Anna asked if it was all right if she had a glass of white wine, which my dad was more than happy to pour. With their drinks in hand, they both returned to the living room to sit with Brittany.

I placed the leftovers I was holding like a gentle baby at the end of the counter, where there was a little bit of room, and slowly backed out of the kitchen. I did not want to upset the women and the process they had going on, preparing all the food for the party. Though, like my dad, I would not have minded watching six beautiful naked ladies work and brush past each other.

I returned to my drink in the living room and took one of the folding chairs to leave the more comfortable seats for the guests. Anna was just finishing up he story to the men on her travels that got her to the United States just two weeks ago. Steve then asked her how long she had been a nudist. She shocked us all by saying that this was her first time socially nude, since she was very confident and relaxed.

The three of them explained how Anna came to live with them as an au pair. Both the family and au pair make an almost dating profile for what kind of family they are or are looking for, and what they like. Brittany and Dave said that they live naturally, and Anna said she is a bit of a health nut, liked that, and agreed to a video interview. During that first video call, she told Brittany and Dave that she liked that in their profile, and Brittany had to sheepishly tell her it was because they were nudist and liked to live without clothes. Anna was shocked, fumbled through the rest of the interview, and didn't know what to think. Brittany and Dave let a week go by before they reached out to her again and said that they were still interested in her with her experiences and would be open to a second interview.

Anna said she thought about it for a few days and then agreed to it since she was joining the program to experience something new and different, and nudism was definitely that. She was the bold one during her second interview and started the call in only a robe. After they said their hellos, Anna asked if it was okay to conduct the interview in the nude since that is how they would be living. Brittany and Dave agreed and removed their clothes, and she removed her robe, and they talked for the next hour about nudism and the club everyone belonged to. It was only near the end of that call that they actually talked about au pair duties and responsibilities. It was from that call that Brittany and Dave knew Anna would be a perfect fit for their family. The next day, they offered her the position, and she agreed to it, having a good experience during their second call.

After they were done telling the story, my mom came into the living room and announced that the food was ready, and people could head to the dining room to grab some if they were hungry. Most of the men's drinks were empty and needed to be refilled, so all of us stood up except Brittany, whom Dave told he would get her a plate. I headed off to the bathroom to wash my hands before eating, and while I was there, the familiar double doorbell rang again.

I returned to the party to find everyone greeting Stephanie and Shane, whom I had never met before. Stephanie was a larger woman and stood a few inches shorter than I did. She had curly brunette hair that went down to the middle of her shoulders. Saggy, decent-sized breasts that rested on the top part of her belly, with silver dollar-sized dark pink areolas and nipples the size of pencil erasers. She had wide hips and a fat ass on her backside. Standing there in front of me, I could not tell if she was shaven or not since her gut hid her pussy from my view.

Shane was built like his wife and was a little shorter than me and on the heavier side. He had a blonde crew cut and a large gut that hung down below his waistline. He has a full black bush with the tip of his cut cock pointing out through it.

My dad took their offerings and led them to the kitchen so they could grab some refreshments and drop off their food.

I proceeded to the dining room to find the giant table just covered with an assortment of Thanksgiving dishes. My wife was standing near the end, scooping some sweet potatoes onto her plate, when I walked up behind her and leaned over her shoulder to look at the table. As I did so, I made sure that my cock found its way into her ass crack, and she gave it a little shake. She told me to bring her a glass of white wine to the living room after I got my food, which I happily agreed to.

I loaded up a plate with turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, and a biscuit, and walked it back into the living room and placed it on the chair I had been using earlier to claim it. I then went back to the kitchen to make myself another Jack and Coke and get my wife a large glass of white wine.

I returned to the living room to find everyone settling down and enjoying the spread. I handed my wife her glass of wine and asked if anyone needed anything else while I was still up. Everyone was content with what they had in front of them.

Just as I was sitting down with my plate of food and drink, the doorbell rang twice more. Since I was not eating yet, I offered to go get it. I opened the door to quite a shock and the final guests of the night. Standing in the courtyard were Morgan, John, and Morgan's parents, Linda and Ben. I knew Morgan and John were "friends" of my parents, but I had never seen them at the nudist club or her parents. The cool air from outside reached my body, and I realized I was standing naked in front of them. Usually not a big deal, many clothed strangers have seen me naked before, but I knew Ben and Linda for a decade, and not once did I think they knew my parents, or that I was a nudist. Ben was avoiding eye contact with me, but I did catch Linda glance down at my cock. I stepped aside and gestured for them to enter.

Morgan led the way, followed by John carrying two bottles of wine. Linda and Ben followed, carrying some towels for them. Morgan apologized that all they had brought was a couple of bottles of wine, since they did not know if they were going to come or not, and did not make extra food yesterday. I told them it was not an issue and that there was more than enough food to go around. I took the bottles from John and gave the same speech that they could all hang their clothes up in the closet behind them. I could tell they were nervous, and I knew Morgan and John had been over before and knew the house. I told them that we were all in the living room eating, food was in the dining room, and drinks were in the kitchen, and they could help themselves to anything.

I went to the kitchen to drop off the bottles of wine, and then I returned to the living room as the four newcomers were just coming around the corner from the entryway. Morgan, a beautiful redhead, stood at my height with straight hair just past her shoulders. More than a handful of natural, just slightly sagging tits with areolas and nipples slightly pinker than her pale skin. She had a very well-manicured patch of red pubes above her bald pussy lips. John was a few inches taller than Morgan. Skinny with closely buzzed brown hair, athletic body, and closely trimmed pubes on a decent cut cock.

Linda was the same height as Morgan and had short grey hair cut in a more masculine fashion. Ben stood about an inch shorter than his wife, with white hair and balding on top of his head. Both were in matching dark blue robes, which I had mistaken for towels earlier, tied tight and went down past their knees.

My mom stopped her conversation and stood up, and announced to the crowd that this was Linda and Ben and their daughter and son-in-law, Morgan and John. They were not members of the club, but long-time friends from when Morgan and I went to school together. They wanted to give nudism a try, so my parents gave them an invitation to the party. She then went over and gave each of them a hug, which left John with a nice smile on his face, and Ben and Linda quite shocked. My dad stood up and shook Ben and John's hands, and with my mom showed them where the food was, and into the kitchen so they could relax their nerves with a strong drink.

Looking around, I noticed that there were only two empty seats remaining. I went down the hall and grabbed the office rolling chair and wheeled it back to the living room, and then grabbed my plate, drink, and towel and went and sat on the floor next to my wife at the end of the couch. Shortly, my parents, Morgan, John, Linda, and Ben all returned, with the newly arrived guests carrying plates of food and drinks. My parents had two bottles of wine each, along with an open case of beer, so people wouldn't have to get up if they wanted more to drink.

As I was kind of planning, the two empty chairs next to where my parents were sitting were the seats that Linda and Ben took. They were directly across the living room from me, and with me sitting on the floor, my head was close to chair height. I was hoping that I would be able to get a peek up their robes, but unfortunately, they were full coverage.

Over the next hour and a half, we ate more than we should have. We all socialized, talking about how our summers were, and any plans we had for Christmas. A lot of people were asking when my wife and I were going to have kids since Brittany and Dave were expecting any minute. Or when we were going to move back to be closer to my parents. On top of all that, everyone except Brittany was hitting the drinks pretty well and got more and more relaxed. We went through many more bottles of wine, another case of beer, and finished the bottle of Jack I was working on.