Daddy Stays Naked For Nude Day

"How much for the matched set? Can I marry them both?"

Without doubt, standing here in the kitchen naked, after having just flashed my wife's friend Nancy and my cantankerous neighbor, Edna, and about to expose myself to my daughter and her oh, so sexy friend, I've lost my mind.

After a late night out, my daughter and her friend were up awfully early. I figured they would have slept later than this. My daughter never gets up before 10am. Ah, I wish I was young again. At my age, if I have one too many beers, I'd sleep until noon and then wake up with an awful hangover.

Now, my daughter is a good looking woman, but my daughter's friend is an absolute knockout, gorgeously stunning. Always together, tied at the hip, whenever they go out, all the guys hit on them. Why wouldn't they? Who wouldn't? I would. They are both hot. They are both beautiful women, especially my daughter's friend, Tiffany, who I've been lusting over, since the first time I met her.

Damn, I couldn't believe I was about to flash Tiffany my cock. Wow. I couldn't believe I was about to flash my daughter my cock. Gross. Yet, for me to flash Tiffany, I had no choice; I had to flash my daughter, too. Oh, well, as they say, I'll just have to grin and bare it.

Tiffany is taller, shapelier, and bustier than my daughter and has a very pretty face. Not that my daughter doesn't have a pretty face, she does, but she's my daughter and I don't think of her in that way, if you know what I mean. Moreover, Tiffany wears the right clothes to show off her shapely figure.

Every top she wears shows her abundant cleavage, especially whenever she leans forward, and every short skirt she wears gives me an up skirt view of her panties, whenever she sits or bends. Now that I think of it, the woman is always flashing me and I always wondered if she was purposely teasing me by flashing me or if it was just a bit of accidental serendipity exposure. She's such a sexy thing, it wouldn't surprise me if she was giving me a free show, it wouldn't surprise me if she was teasing me, the little minx.

Now that I think about it, she looks a little like Christina Aguilera, only prettier. Moreover, Tiffany is more personable and a lot friendlier than my daughter is. Much like my wife, her mother, my daughter is usually, always, a little bitchy. Certainly, if I was twenty years younger and single, without doubt, I'd do my daughter's girlfriend. She makes my cock hard, every time I think about having sex with her, which is every time I see her.

After a night out partying and drinking, Amanda invited Tiffany to sleepover rather than drive home drunk. They came home stinking of booze and giggling. If it wasn't for my daughter being there, I would have gone upstairs to hang out with Tiffany, while hoping to see if my sexy daughter's friend would give me a drunken striptease show. Definitely, she's one hot broad that I wouldn't mind watching undress, while dancing around a pole.

Driven by my imagined HH Syndrome, I couldn't help but wonder if Tiffany slept in the nude or topless. I wondered if she wore just bikini panties or a thong to bed. Had my daughter not been in the same room with her, I would have accidentally, on purpose, opened her bedroom door at night and turned on the light, while pretending that I didn't know she was there to see what she wore or didn't wear to bed. Yet, I saw them when they came home and they knew that I knew that she was a houseguest sleeping upstairs. Darn.

Honestly, when I first woke up and came downstairs naked, I had forgotten that Tiffany was even here, but I was delighted, excited actually, with the anticipation of seeing her again and for her to see me naked. I couldn't believe that I was really going to expose myself to my daughter and her friend. I was proud that I still had the obvious aftereffects of my morning woody and I stroked it a little to maintain my erection, while thinking of Tiffany sucking my cock.

Had I remembered we had such a hot houseguest, I may have rethought my plan and not gone through with it, especially since my daughter would be standing there with her, too. Yet, with my daughter of age, both her and her friend being 23-years-old, I'm sure my cock was not the first cock they've seen or the last one they'll see. Besides, this was my day to take back control of my life and to show every woman, by exposing my penis to them, that I'm a man.

My wife was still sleeping soundly. She wouldn't be up for hours, yet. The older she gets, the longer and deeper she sleeps. Obviously, she needs the extra sleep, her beauty rest, to rejuvenate her fading beauty, only, she'd have to sleep for twenty years, I'm afraid, for her to look the way she did when I married her. Even then, with twenty years of extra sleep, she'd never look as good as Tiffany.

There I was standing in the kitchen naked and making some toast, while waiting for the coffee to finish brewing and acting oblivious to their entrance, when my daughter and her friend walked in the brightly lit kitchen. I wish I had the forethought of grabbing the camera because the look of surprised shock on their faces was priceless. The both of them stared at my exposed erected cock.

For sure, they never expected to see me standing there naked. Instantly, their eyes were glued to the sight of my cock. If it wasn't so exciting flashing my cock to them, it would have been unnerving. Yet, this was Nude Day, after all, and I was celebrating the holiday. Turning to face them, I stood there with my hand on my hip and my chin proudly raised, again, with my now famous, signature Captain Morgan pose.

"Dad! What the Hell? Tiffany, don't look. My Dad has lost his mind. He's naked. Daddy, where are your clothes? Why are you naked?"

"Of for crying out loud, Mandy, it's just a penis. You act like you've never seen a penis before."

"Well, duh, I've never seen your penis before, Daddy."

Tiffany stood behind her staring down at my cock and smiling. The sight of her seeing my erection made me terribly excited to not only know that Tiffany saw my cock but also that she was looking, staring actually at my cock, while smiling and looking as if she was enjoying the naked sight of me. Without doubt, I'll be jerking off over the image of my daughter's hot and sexy friend staring at my cock for the rest of my life.

"Today is Nude Day," I said taking a step closer to my daughter and her friend with my penis nearly parallel to my nose. "Happy Nude Day," I said raising my hands over my head. I took another step forward to give my daughter a hug, but she stepped back and hid herself behind her sexy friend.

I was in Heaven when Tiffany, actually stepped forward and accepted my hug. I haven't felt this kind of excitement, since I found twenty dollars on the ground and bought the last two jelly donuts with a portion of it at Doughy Donuts. It felt good to rub the head of my naked erect cock against her sheer nightgown clad body and it took all the self-control that I had not to reach down and cup her sweet ass and hump her, before pushing her up against the kitchen countertop and fucking her right there.

No doubt, had they known I was already up and downstairs making breakfast, they both would have worn a bathrobe. Only, I was glad that they hadn't. Clearly, with the both of them standing in the morning light that came in through the big, bay window behind them, I could clearly see the outline of their bodies, as if they were naked, too. Ah, this is shaping up to be a wonderful day, the best day of my life, actually. Why I didn't celebrate Nude Day years ago is beyond me.

"I didn't know you celebrated National Nude Day, Mr. Morris," said Tiffany, no doubt, making conversation, as her pretense to stay and get a longer look at my cock.

"Please, call me Henry," I said with the smile a vampire gives it's victim before exposing their teeth.

It excited me to no end to watch her eyes dart down at my cock, before looking back up at me and giving me a sexy smile. I'll be jerking off over this little exchange for years. I'll be boring my friends to tears over a beer at the local bar for years. I'll be the man and they'll be buying me drinks to regale my story over and again.

"Do you mind if I join your little celebration?"

What? Huh? What did she just say? Did she say what I think she said? Without waiting for my reply to her question, she lifted her nightgown up and over her head.

What? Join my little celebration? In the time that it took for me to realize what she had just said, she was already naked. If I thought my day was good by exposing my cock to Tiffany, it just got better. Honestly, having seen Tiffany naked, I can die now. When Saint Peter asks me if I have any remorse in dying, I can tell him that I did everything that I wanted to do in life, including seeing Tiffany naked.

"Seriously? You saw Tiffany naked? Oh, well, then, you can go right into Heaven, Henry," I imagined Saint Peter saying with a broad smile on his face.

Other than in a gentleman's magazine, never have I seen a woman with such a perfect body. Her stomach was as flat as her tits were big and her ass had the perfect round curve that, if my hand was a Ferrari, it would hug her curves, as if it was driving down a small, winding road in the Italian countryside.

"Bellissimo! Molta bella," I wanted to say, if only I knew Italian, but at that very moment, even English escaped me.

"Tiffany! You put your nightgown back on this instant. This isn't some guy you're getting ready to fuck and suck, this is my Dad," said my daughter in a huff.

Getting ready to fuck and suck? Is that what Tiffany typically does? Is that what Tiffany is doing now by getting naked under the pretense of celebrating National Nude Day with me? Is she getting ready to fuck and suck me? No way.

Maybe she's still a little drunk from last night. Hey, I'm game, if she is. This is an official holiday, after all, and what better way to celebrate Nude Day than to fuck Tiffany, before she sucks my cock. Wow. Nude Day, my new official fuck and suck day. How better to show everyone the man that I am by having sex with such a hot, young babe?

"Oh, relax Mandy. It isn't like I'm putting the moves on your father. As a guest in his house, I'm just following his lead and celebrating the holiday with him. I don't want to be rude. Matter of fact, why not get naked, too," she said raising the hem of my daughter's nightgown nearly up to her waist and high enough to flash me my daughter's trimmed pussy, before Mandy took a step back and fluffed it back down with both hands.

Damn, my daughter has a shaved beaver, just like her sexy friend. I wonder if they shave one another. It was then that I wondered if the batteries to my camcorder were charged.

"Are you crazy? I can't get naked in front of my Dad," she said looking at me and then looking down at my cock, before turning a bright red. "Eww, Dad, you have an erection. That's so nasty," she said making a face, as if she had just bit into a lemon and it bit back.

"Sorry, it's a morning thing. I wake up with one every day and now because of the excitement of Nude Day, the darn thing doesn't seem to want to go down," I said looking down at it and looking up in time to see Tiffany staring at it, mesmerized by it, actually. My one eyed monster was doing a good job in hypnotizing her. "I guess he's enjoying being out in the morning air," I said with a laugh, while staring at Tiffany's naked body.

"Gross," said my daughter. "I'm telling Mom," she said turning on her heels and storming off in her usual temper tantrum.

Ah, finally, with my daughter gone and leaving me alone naked with Tiffany naked, this Nude Day just gets better and better.

"What can I get you, Tiffany?"

"Well," she said flashing me a sexy smile. "If you weren't Amanda's Dad, you could give me some of that," she said reaching out and taking hold of my cock. "I'm always so very horny in the morning."

Damn, I couldn't believe she had my cock in her hand. I couldn't believe she was fondling the tip of my cock with her fingertips in the way that I wanted to fondle her nipples. Slowly, she started stroking my cock. Now, certainly, I can die and have no regrets.

"And if you weren't my daughter's friend, I'd have you suck it," I said hoping she would and not believing that I said that to her. I watched her staring down at my cock, while she fondled it with her fingertips, before stroking it faster. "Go ahead," I nodded her my permission, "before all Hell breaks loose and Mandy wakes up Helen." I reached out to feel her perfect breasts and finger her already erect nipples. She had fabulous tits.

"Happy Nude Day, Henry," she said taking a step forward and melting her firm, naked body against mine.

Then, she French kissed me. I couldn't believe I was French kissing Tiffany, my daughter's oh, so sexy, hot friend. The feel of her warm, wet tongue in my mouth, while connected to her naked sexy body in a lover's embrace, was like nothing I have ever fantasized about or experienced.

I felt plugged into her and could feel the adrenaline rush surging through my body like electricity. My cock had never been as hard as it was now. I reached down and cupped her perfectly sweet ass in my big hands. Then, when we broke off the kiss, I figured our little Nude Day celebration was over.

Only, I couldn't believe it, when Tiffany fell her to knees and took my cock in her mouth. Tiffany was blowing me. She was sucking my cock, she was really sucking my cock. I couldn't believe it and for some reason, maybe because I was so much older than she was, but I couldn't help but feel how President Clinton must have felt when Monica Lewinski was sucking his cock. Only, Monica Lewinski should look so good. She did have that bright red lipstick and that cute beret she wore made her look hotter than she was.

It felt so incredibly good to feel her young hand stroking my cock, while my cock was buried deep in her sexy mouth. Damn, for someone so young, she already had experienced cock sucking skills. Making those loud slurping cock sucking sounds that I love to hear, as proof that she's enjoying sucking my cock, as much as I was enjoying having my cock sucked, she was good at sucking cock. She was giving me the best, damn blowjob I ever had in my life, that is, until I heard the thundering footsteps overhead.

"They're coming," I said, but before I allowed her to stop, before I allowed her to stand, I put my hand to the back of her head and humped and fucked her mouth for one last time. I wanted to remember this moment. I wanted to save the impression and the feel of fucking her beautiful mouth and face with my middle aged cock.

If only she had the time to blow me for a few more minutes, I would have exploded all that I had in her mouth. Now, my cock was ramrod hard and standing straight out. The evidence of Tiffany's brief blowjob glistened all over my cock and I wiped her saliva off with a paper towel, just as my wife rounded the corner.

"Henry! What are you doing? Where are your clothes? Why are you naked? Have you lost your mind?"

Now with my wife and her carbon copy, my daughter, in the kitchen with me and Tiffany, the both of us still naked, I imagined running away with my daughter's friend. Damn, she was so hot. Everything about her, the way she looked, the way she moved, and even the way she talked screamed fuck me and fuck me hard. I so wanted to tell my wife that I was leaving her and running away with Tiffany, if only Tiffany would and if only I could.

"Mom, Dad has lost his mind," said my lovely daughter practically yelling.

God, she's such a little bitch. Truly, I feel for the man who marries her. She's the type of woman who'd scar a man and make a straight man turn gay.

"Put your clothes on young lady," said my wife to Tiffany, "and please leave my house."

"Chill, Helen. It's Nude Day. She didn't do anything wrong, except agree to celebrate the holiday with me. She was just being polite."

"Nude Day? Nude day my ass. There's no such holiday as Nude Day and even if there is such a holiday, you don't celebrate that with your daughter and her friend. You celebrate that with your wife. What's wrong with you? Shame on you, Henry," she said giving me the same foul look that she gave me the time I came home for a new Ford F150 without even discussing it with her. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Only, by your erection, I can see that you're more aroused than you are embarrassed. How dare you? How dare you expose yourself to your daughter and to our houseguest? How dare you? I'm so very embarrassed for you Henry. How can you humiliate me like this?"

That was our problem, as a couple. Everything was about her and how she felt and nothing was ever about me and how I felt. Now, I realized why I was keen on celebrating Nude Day. Helen suddenly made me feel twenty years older. She made me feel controlled and child like. She made me feel like a dirty, old man, instead of the sexy, mature man that I am. What happened to the spark we once had? What happened to our sexual chemistry? There was a time that we couldn't keep our hands off one another. Now, it's embarrassment, humiliation, and how dare you?

Well, you know what, Helen, how dare you? How dare you not give me sex, when I want it? How dare you use sex as a ploy to get from me, whatever the Hell you want, when you want it? How dare you leave me sexually frustrated for months at a time? How dare you not do your wifely duties and take care of me, your husband, in bed? How dare you never allow me to cum in your mouth? How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" I wanted to elaborate on that, but didn't. It wasn't the right time or the proper place. "I'm tired of conforming and now that I lost my job, now that I no longer have a purpose, a reason, and an identity, today I'm taking back the control of my life. Happy fucking Nude Day," I said raising my hands over my head and twirling around, as my stiff cock bounced up and down and side to side. Damn that felt good to finally say how I feel.

Obediently, Tiffany put back on her nightgown, while suppressing a laugh. Then, she left the kitchen to get dressed to leave.

"Bye, Mr. Morris," she said turning to take another look at my still blood engorged cock and when my wife and daughter didn't turn to acknowledge her departure, she blew me a silent kiss.

God, I wish she could have finished blowing me. I wish I could have cum in her sweet mouth. I wish I could have bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her in the way that Jack Nicholson fucked Jessica Lange in The Postman Rings Twice. I wish I could have gotten her in bed and made sweet and passionate love to her. I wish I could be with her, instead of being stuck with these two shrews. Whatever did I do in my life to deserve these two and not have someone like Tiffany, I don't know?

"Bye Tiffany," I said giving her my best older man smile.

Damn, Tiffany made my day, when she removed her nightgown to show me her naked body and what a body it was. Then, when she reached out and took my cock in her hot hand and fondled the head of it, while French kissing me, that would have been enough for me to masturbate over for years and enough for me to die a happy man. Yet, when she fell to her knees and started blowing me, well, that was the best thing that ever happened to me in my life.

Wow! What a day. What an incredible day. Never having had a day like this before, never will I have another day like this again.

Who knows? When my wife serves me with papers filing for divorce, after my National Nude Day antics of today, I may have a chance with Tiffany. Bali, my tropical paradise of choice, here we come. Only, if I were a rich man, I'd divorce my wife and ask Tiffany to spend the rest of my days with me.