Charlie's Naked Proposal Ch. 01

"Her sister's marriage...she couldn't miss that," Jenny finished. Then she turned to my sister in the back seat and with a friendly smile on her face said, "They're not really that bad Isabel... and when you get a little bigger you might even"

I watched in the rear view mirror as "I'm eighteen" exploded from Isabel's lips.

Still smiling, completely unfazed by Izzy, Jenny turned to me and said, "All young girls wish they were eighteen."

"She'll get there someday," I agreed. Smoke was oozing from Izzy's ears.

The ride was too short! Before we knew it, and before I wanted us to, we'd arrived in the center of what was clearly their town center. "There's Sophie now," our guide announced needlessly as I pulled to the side of the road and stopped the car.

I'd never thought of my big sister as sexy. Not once in my life. Mainly I guess because she was so much older and had been away so much during her university years. Yes, if you had asked me if she was good looking I would have grudgingly agreed she was cute...or pretty...or maybe even beautiful... but in a big sisterly sort of way.

Of course that's easy enough to say before you see her completely bare ass naked, her long, light brown hair bouncing on her shoulders and down over her arms and chest as she runs towards you. Silken tresses bouncing in perfect time with the ruby tipped, lush, proud, deliciously jiggling breasts that continually peeked out as she ran. The triangle of matching curls below shimmering in the sun.

The three of us had just managed to get out of the car before Sophie arrived, her first move throwing herself into mom's arms. My eyes followed the curves of her shapely rear as she turned to Izzy and embraced her.

The hard-on I'd been trying to control on the ride over with our naked guide now sprang unashamedly to full hardness in my shorts. I almost cringed when Sophie threw her arms around my neck and embraced me. I knew she couldn't help but feel my hardness as she kissed me.

"A camera Charlie" she asked when we finally broke apart and she saw the camera hanging limp by its strap from my hand.

"Pictures for my scrapbook, Jenny was showing us the sights," I answered, my attempt at levity belied by the hoarseness in my voice.

"That's a movie camera Charlie," Izzy said with a sneer but as she'd said it I'd seen her eyes dart downward to my shorts and knew she'd seen my erection through the cloth. Jenny was looking down too. I hoped mom wasn't.

Fuck...she's your sister you pervert I chastised myself even as I pushed the record button on the camera again.

"C'mon, I'll show you where you're staying," Sophie said after we'd said goodbye to Jenny. But not before Jenny had asked me to join her and her friends the next day for a noon hour bar-b-que. A nude bar-b-que!

"I'd invite you too Isabel buts it's only for the older teens and twenties," she explained guilelessly. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning Charlie," she promised me before departing. I silently thanked god again.

"What a slut," my younger sister hissed at the departing naked back and bum.

"She was friendly though," I said.

"She was stoned out of her head," Iz proclaimed in a tone that ordered the subject shut. Mom and Sophie, just up ahead of us, missed our words.

"The place you're staying at is down in the woods...it's really beautiful, special...you'll have total privacy," Sophie insisted to mom as she grabbed her hand. "Graham's parents use it as a sleeping cottage during the summer months, it's built right over the stream," she explained as she looked over her shoulder and checked that Izzy and I were following. I continued to film.

"Pervert," Izzy hissed in my ear as we trailed behind.

"If you take off your clothes I'll film you too," I promised as I lifted the camera and aimed it at her.

"Pig!" she added, then started to rush after her mom but I suddenly sensed she was as excited as I was.

I grabbed the hem of her skirt before she could escape and lifted it as I aimed the camera at her suddenly exposed panties, which surprisingly turned out to be a sexy pair of turquoise and white striped boyshorts.

"Stop," she whispered as she looked up to check if mom or Sophie were looking back.

"We'll get you naked before the weekend is out," I promised, then gave her bum a quick pat and let her skirt fall.

The summer sleeping cabin turned out to be a raised platform that had one side (the side we approached from) nestled into the bank of a small creek that gurgled merrily below. However, most of the platform, which was maybe twenty feet by fifteen in size, extended out over the creek and sat suspended ten feet above the water. The platform, and the porch that surrounded two sides, was supported only by thick logs that served as structural stilts at each corner. Steps ran from the porch down to the water below. And when we'd entered the cabin we were faced by three walls of glass and screens. The view was magnificent.

"There's a queen size bed for you and mom," Sophie told her sister as she led us inside. "You'll have to use the futon Charlie," she added as she indicated a ratty, folded up bed in the corner. "It looks worse than it is," she promised as she saw my grimace. "Graham and his brothers use it all the time."

How could I be angry when I was faced by a gorgeous, smiling, naked angel I thought to myself as I let my eyes drift downward over Sophie's curves for the thousandth time since she'd appeared. This can't be my sister!

"C'mon you guys, put your stuff down and I'll give you a tour of commune, we've got time before dinner," Sophie urged, then added, "you too Charlie," when I didn't move.

"Is this a naked tour or a dressed tour," I challenged teasingly with a leer.

But Sophie wasn't going to be cowed that easily and quickly shot back, "that's up to you little brother," (and she emphasized 'little') "the people of the Rising Sun are happily going to welcome the Woodman family no matter what they're wearing." Her eyes flicked to my crotch for a second before lifting them up again into a bold, challenging stare.

"Is everyone going to be naked around here all the time this weekend?" Izzy asked curiously.

"I gotta pee first," I said as I excused myself.

"Everyone will be dressed at the family dinner tonight," I heard Sophie explain as I slipped into the can. "But outside...and tomorrow yeah, most of them will be."

"Gawd, and we'll be the only ones dressed...everyone will be looking at us...they'll know who we are," Sophie groaned as I unzipped myself and started to pee.

"Don't worry Iz, you'll prove them wrong," Sophie said.

"About what?" my little sister grunted.

"I think they're expecting the Woodman family to be a group of Bible thumping, conservative, capitalist wacko pigs..."

"WHAT!" both mom and Isabel demanded. "Why?" Listening in the can I'd half turned as I heard myself described as a conservative wacko pig, unfortunately spraying a thick arc of my piss against the wall.

"Well, what have you guys told your friends about Graham's family...the commune? That they're commies... druggies...eco-nuts...perverts," Sophie challenged.

"But they are," Izzy protested weakly.

"So his family is as upset about this marriage as we are?" mom asked.

"No, no...they like me...it's just that it would have been easier for them if ... I don't know...maybe if I was one of them. They're nervous about you guys...about the dinner tonight...it's a big event for them, the marriage of their only son. They think you disprove of them...their lifestyle"

"But we've never met them honey," I heard mom say and knew without looking that she was now hugging her eldest daughter.

"I'm still not taking my clothes off, no matter what you say," I heard Izzy promise.

"Of course you're not; you're a private school girl." I heard Sophie laugh and knew my two sisters were now embracing. And that's the exact second I made up my mind.

Listen, I gotta admit I'd been thinking about it in the previous few weeks. I'd envisioned myself walking naked among these people, wondered how it would feel. Walking up to a group of nudists, a group like the one I'd seen at the side of the road today. My cock hanging. Displaying myself. Would I get an erection I'd wondered. What would the girls think? But I'd never really thought I'd actually do it.

That is until I'd just heard Sophie describe our family through their eyes. "Fuck em," I mumbled aloud as I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and then quickly shucked my shorts. And then, before sanity could return I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the room and faced my mother and my two sisters. Three jaws fell almost to the floor as their wide open eyes bored into my groin. Oh God, what did I just do I asked myself silently. My penis twitched.

After about twenty seconds of absolute silence Sophie started to giggle.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" quickly followed from my sister. Mom was now looking up into my eyes, a quizzical, almost grinning expression on her face.

"I'll show them they're not better than us," I sputtered, suddenly blushing as the enormity of what I'd just done started to hit me. You're standing naked in front of your mom, your sisters, you fool, I admonished myself silently.

"They certainly aren't bigger," Sophie said mischievously. "And to think I called you little," she added as her eyes raked my penis.

"That's disgusting," Izzy complained even as her eyes kept darting back to my groin.

"Well, are we going? I didn't come all this way to sit around chatting with you guys stark naked," I said as I took a step towards the door. I didn't forget to grab the camera.

"Don't Charlie...Mom, please stop him...order him to stop," Izzy begged as I pulled open the door and stepped out into the beautiful, sunny, nude July day. But still, I gotta confess, I was a little nervous!

"C'mon you two," I heard Sophie urge the others, then seconds later felt her hand slip into mine as she caught me. "Thanks," she whispered, then turned back to mom and Izzy and said, "Now maybe they won't think we're so bad." I couldn't help but notice that Sophie's nipples were as hard as little pebbles.

"No, they'll think we're perverts like they are," sis shot back. Mom said nothing and her reaction to what I'd done, and in fact the way she'd responded to everything she'd seen since we'd come in the front gate, had surprised me. I thought the nudity and everything would disgust her, instead, in a way, I saw that it bothered her the least of all of us.

"And don't you dare get an erection Charlie," Izzy yelled as she and mom came abreast of us. "That's all we need, you leading us through town with your..." Her voice tailed off as she clearly didn't know how to describe it.

"His giant pointer?" Sophie asked. Mom grinned. Isabel scowled. And me? Well, as we walked the three hundred yards through the woods towards the main settlement, I kept chanting silently to myself in almost monkish manner, no erection...no erection...no erection...no erection. Talking to myself as my incredibly beautiful sister's naked tits jiggled and bounced just inches away. My cock bounced up and down and from side to side. He seemed happy. He wanted to get big! Down boy...

Somehow it got easier. After we'd been introduced for maybe the twentieth time to people we met in passing I was finally able to forget my cock and instead concentrate on what was being said. And with each new group we met all four of us saw the surprise, and then approval, flash through the eyes of these strangers. You could see the thought 'well, maybe these Woodman's aren't so bad after all' clearly registered on their faces. We're suddenly okay because my cock's hanging out, half hard.

After about an hour of showing us the highlights of the 'Rising Sun' Sophie deposited us back where we'd started from, warning us as she got ready to go that she'd pick us up in thirty minutes for dinner. "Come dressed Charlie," she instructed with a smile.

"But I'm starting to like this nudism thing," I shot back.

"You certainly liked those three blonds," Izzy complained, letting me know she'd noticed my interest in one on the last groups of people we'd met. Mom had disappeared into the bathroom the second we'd got back so was missing this conversation.

"I think it was the other way around," Sophie giggled, "they certainly weren't looking Charlie in the eye."

"I know! They were looking right at his..."

"I don't think they knew they come that big," sis added, still giggling. "Anyway I'd better go and get ready," she said as she turned to go but then stopped and walked back to me. "Thanks Charlie," my big sister whispered, then plastered herself against me in a warm embrace.

I started to lose it! Fuck, I'm a horny teenager who's had a hard-on on and off for the last two hours - in fact since we first came through the gate -- and now I've got two perfect breasts punching into my naked chest and my cock's squeezed against my sister's hair covered mound. What could anyone expect? I grew an erection. Like in two seconds. I immediately tried to pull back from Sophie but she held me for second after second before finally releasing me. It was my penises fault!

"You know Iz, I think I'm going to have to find a date for your brother," Sophie said as she stood back from me and then stared down at my throbbing erection.

"Charlie!" Izzy muttered as her eyes discovered my bobbing cockhead.

"Now if I wasn't getting married in two days...and if you didn't happen to be my little brother," Sophie teased as she backed towards the door.

"You'd what Miss Naked Hippy," I challenged.

Ignoring my question she turned to Izzy and said, "maybe you should help your big brother out with his problem," then disappeared through the door.

"WHAT DID SHE SAY?" Isabel squawked.

"It's just that she's excited about getting married," I explained to my sister with an innocent shrug.

"Or that they've turned her into a sex maniac," Izzy said huffily, then after staring at my still erect penis for a couple more seconds instructed, "Now make it small; mom will be out in a second."

"I'll try," I answered but my penis seemed to have a mind of its own.

"Try harder," she instructed, but now there was a real grin on her face. "Oh, and by the way Charlie, why do you have so little hair down there?"

"What do you mean?" I asked blushing.

"You shaved didn't you? Or did someone else do it? Was it that weird Evelyn?"

My bloody sister was prescient. It had always been impossible to fool her. A week before the wedding announcement Evelyn, one of the girls I'd been dating at the time, had talked me into shaving every hair off my prick and balls. Stupidly, after much cajoling, I'd agreed. So my groin was now covered with only a wispy beard of short hairs. "I didn't," I denied. "It just grows like this."

"Yeah right Charlie," Izzy mocked. "You know, I think mom thought you were gay when she first saw you this aft. Lucky dad wasn't here." With those words my cock started to fall and fortunately was limp when mom came out of the bathroom seconds later.

"Sophie gone?" she asked innocently. But I had to wonder just how much she'd heard.

When I emerged from brushing my teeth and combing my hair twenty minutes later (yes, we did have an indoor sink and toilet but no shower or bath tub -- the creek apparently was where guests bathed) -- I found mom and Izzy hunched over my now opened futon. They were both shaking their heads.

"You can't sleep on this Charlie," mom instructed when she saw me.

"Sophie said it was okay," I answered nonchalantly. "I'll pretend I'm camping."

"Its got holes in it...I think some mice were living in it," Izzy said in disgust. "And it's got nasty bugs in it."

"It does?"

"Put it out on the porch Charles, we're not having it in the house with us," mom ordered in her most imperious Main Line voice, a voice that brooked no dissent.

"I have to sleep outside?" I asked incredulously.

"You'll share with us...there's lots of room," mom decided.

"There is? Where?"

******

Which is why, at about eleven thirty that night, after having spent a surprisingly pleasant evening at the Poole home in the company of Graham's closest fifty relatives, the three of us arrived back at the cabin and tumbled into the one bed available. Mind you it was Queen size.

The Poole's had proven relatively intelligent and educated. Dressed, and around their dinner table, you wouldn't have guessed they were radical socialists and nudists. And in fact they weren't. Instead they were interesting people trying to live their lives in a way that seemed to make sense to them. They were strange but sane.

"They weren't that bad," I said as I lifted the sheet and slipped into the bed next to mom. I hadn't brought any p.j.'s so was wearing only my boxers. I got a quick glimpse of a pale yellow slip that seemed surprisingly sexy for my forty-one year old mom before the sheet fell. Izzy was in the can but when she finally appeared, wearing a matching pink tank top and silk sleeping shorts, she got in the bed so that I ended up trapped between them.

"Tres sexy," I said to sis, then immediately let out a wolf whistle.

"Don't snore, stay on your part of the bed and don't get an erection," Isabel ordered, clearly still irritated at me about my earlier remarks to Jenny about her.

"Isabel! Don't talk like that," mom instructed from the other side of me.

"Yes mom," her daughter said obediently, then poked me in the ribs.

"Night sweetie," I cooed softly, then leaned over and gave her a big, wet kiss on her cheek.

"Yuck!" she spat out as she was rubbed my kiss off her cheek.

"Night mom," I said, then leaned over to kiss her. But by accident she turned just as my kiss was going to land innocently on her cheek and instead our lips met. And stayed together than longer than I'd planned. Which was weird. Mom tasted good! I also felt what seemed like still quite firm breasts against my chest for a second. Was mom's nipple hard?

"Night honey," mom whispered when our lips finally separated.

This is really getting fucked up was my last thought before I fell asleep. Now even my moms turning me on!

Rising Sun, West Virginia Friday, July 13th, 2007

Mom woke before Izzy and me the next morning, then woke us when she was washed and dressed. "C'mon, get up you guys, it's almost nine-thirty," mom ordered as she shook us.

"Maaaa!" I complained. Izzy's groans echoed mine.

"I'm going to get us some breakfast... I'll be back in twenty minutes. I want you guys up when I get back. We've got a busy day ahead Isabel."

"You poked me...during the night...with your thing," Izzy told me as we lay side by side on the bed, slowly stretching after mom had left.

"I didn't," I denied but was pretty sure I had. Heck I had erections every night when I slept. I couldn't blame my cock for getting a little excited when it found itself lying between two near naked women.

"You came," my sister accused as she sat up and peered down at my groin.

"You're crazy," I said but I could feel the stickiness on my cock and on my thighs.

"What's this then?" she asked as her fingers lifted a clearly stained portion of my boxers up.

"Don't touch me," I ordered. "Besides, if I did it's your fault," I said as I got out of the bed and walked towards the toilet.

"My fault! Why's it my fault?" she demanded as she jumped from the bed and rushed after me.

My penis was sticking out of the slit in my shorts, a stream of deep yellow piss already arcing down into the bowl, when she barged into the room.

"You touched me, you must have. Tried to take advantage of your poor innocent brother while he slept...it was sick," I accused as I finished up and tucked my cock away. I'd learned long ago that you had to stay on the attack with my sweet little sister. I left her sputtering in anger.