Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. Apparently it had happened while I was away at college - there'd been some kind of course on alternative lifestyles at school, and my sister had come home and told them that she My sister is eighteen, seven years younger than me. We'd been a bit too distant to be close growing up, and I hadn't seen her in a year.
Honestly, I wasn't sure how to react.
So, like I said, I just tried to be cool about it. Cool older brother, that's the card I was playing. Here's the thing - in the year since I'd last seen my sister, she'd filled out.
I don't know a lot about cup sizes, but as soon as she walked through the door, my eyes were drawn to her cleavage. She had those beautiful round tits, the type that seem to hold themselves up without a bra. I don't know if nudists have like a code of manners or anything like that.
Maybe what my sister did is totally normal. But I can tell you, as the person on the receiving end of it, it felt fucking weird. As soon as my sister got home she gave me a long hug during which I couldn't help but be aware of those lovely firm tits of hers, pressing against me and then, like I said, stripped off.
See a problem?
It wasn't like a strip-tease or anything like that She removed her shoes and socks, then took off her blouse carefully folding it in half and put it on the table next to the door. She slipped out of her skirt, and put it on top of the pile. And then, watching me as I watched her, transfixed, she reached behind herself and undid her bra. As her tits fell into view, my suspicions were proved correct - they really did hold themselves up without a bra.
She dropped the bra on the floor, and wiggled her hips as her panties lowered, revealing her pussy to me, her older brother.
Ainda não é membro?
Maybe I was the one who did something wrong. Maybe when your kid sister starts stripping in front of you, the correct thing to do is to look away. I don't think Ellora noticed, and I certainly didn't draw any attention to it. As she pulled her panties down, I couldn't resist a quick peek - my baby sister wasn't shaved, but she looked like she was pretty neatly trimmed. I guess when you're a nudist, pubic hair maintenance becomes much more important, whether you're sexually active or not. As she pulled away from the hug, she leaned in, and pushed her mouth against mine.
Soon, our tongues were playing, entering each other's mouths, and I began to run my fingers down her bare back I blinked twice. My sister was still hugging me, and my lips were dry - we hadn't kissed. Why would I kiss my sister?
Why would I even think that.
What happened to playing it cool? I asked myself, as I drove to a friend's house, eager to drink beer and play video games and think about anything but the sight of my sister, stripping in front of me. It didn't take me long to cool off. I didn't mention anything to Dylan about my sister. I know exactly the kind of jokes he'd make, and I just wasn't in a place to deal with that right now. After a couple of hours of hanging out with him, I was ready to return home.
When I arrived, everyone was at the dinner-table. Like I said, I really had no idea how to deal with my sister's new lifestyle, and I especially had no idea how to deal with my reaction to it. So I took a cue from my parents, and just sat at the table, chatting and eating, just like I would if my younger sister's tits weren't staring me in the face. After dinner, I headed up to my old room - my parents had kept everything just the way it was when I left, even my old computer, and so I booted it up to see what Facebook was up to. I'd been social mediaing for about half an hour when my door swung open, and my sister walked in.
She didn't say anything, just stood at the doorway for a second, one arm above her head, a thoughtful look on her face.
She shaves her armpits, I noticed, and after a polite smile, turned back to the computer. I wanted to treat her like my kid sister, but call me a prude or call me a pervert, I couldn't. When someone is naked, it's impossible to interact with them the same way you would if they were clothed, and I just had no idea how to deal with it.
After a few seconds of being ignored, my sister moved. She walked into the room, knelt beside my chair, and just stared at me.
Nudist lunch my sister and step sister
Could be the start of a good story, but pretty weak so far. As one "Anonymous said: "That wasn't a story, that was barely the prologue to a story! As a nudist, I know that she's not behaving like a nudist. Considerate nudists don't just impose their nudity on people like that, although some with a right to control their home space do insist on it either being nude or clothing optional, which means that they can be nude, and people have a choice to either accept it or not visit.
Most non-nudist parents would also insist that their house rules were followed, although a nudist son or daughter would be more likely than most to do a naked walk to or from the bathroom when there was little chance of being seen, or go naked when alone at the family pool, simply because they wouldn't have worries about accidental viewing.
For those interested all 5 chapters of this story as well as many other of Pan's stories can be found on mcstories. Very Interesting Read.
Nudist lunch my sister and step sister
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When my parents told me about Ellora, I tried to be cool about it. Well, that she was a nudist. How do you react when you learn your sister is a nudist? At least, that's what I aimed for. When Ell came home, I may not have been as cool as I'd hoped.
Without ever breaking eye-contact. All I know is that what I did was definitely the wrong thing I got hard.
Was my sister sexually active? No, that was something I didn't want to think about. I smiled awkwardly, with no idea how to react. Ellora sensed my discomfort, and laughed. She gestured for me to come closer, and pulled me in for a huge. A hug. With my naked sister. I couldn't imagine anything weirder. Including Ellora. Still nude. Now I knew I wasn't the one acting strangely.