Attempt to Have a CFNM Family

"Well ladies" the animator continued with her instructions, "I want you, without touching your partner's penis to make him have a hard erection as he will need it. You can fondle his balls and do the things you think may excite your male partner but not touch his penis. Keep doing it until I tell you to stop and do not stop when you see him hard."

Dad asked mum to change places with me, but mum told him that he is a spoil sport and he should see that many young ladies are in the first row like his daughter is.

I turned to mum and asked her what excites dad. She told me to fondle his balls and from time to time grab his scrotum above the balls and give gentle tugs to stretch his skin while squeezing his balls a little bit without inflecting pain, but just that gently pain to excite him.

I did not only got dad hard but I got myself wet in this process.

"Well we are almost there. Almost all the males are hard. Keep on going ladies and we give those few ladies some more time to get their partner hard." Interrupted again the animator. "OK, we are almost there. Now gentleman, on my word "back" you go back to your places. On my word "go" you take your life out of your manhood and the first to shoot is the winner and the last to shoot is the looser. Do you all understand?" she glanced around to make sure there were no questions. "When you shoot, gather the liquid in your other hand and lift it up as a sign that you are ready. OK do you understand?" again she glanced around to see that all understood.

"Oh my God!" I heard dad remark "I am going to jerk in front of this crowd"

"Come on dad we are behind you and support you. I did my part and you are hard now do your part and work as fast as you can." I told him.

"Ok gentlemen, BACK and take you positions, hand on your manhood but do not move it until the word "go"

"OK 1,2,3, GO" she yelled and the group of about 20 men started pumping like mad at their manhood while the screaming of encouragement from the females and other observers.

One man lifted his hands and he was asked to approach the animator and the second who lifted up his hand was asked to follow the first and stay in the queue. As the time passed, it seemed a fraction of a second to us and dad later admitted that every second seemed like an hour to him. As I was saying, as the time passed one by one the males managed to shoot their load in their hands. I did not keep count of the place dad and Dennis came but they were neither the winners nor the losers.

The animator inspected the liquid in the first man's hand and she said that in her opinion there was enough liquid to declare him a winner. She also presented a length of rope to the partner of the looser and asked her to leash him by the balls and walk him around doggy style and offer the leash to any lady who requests to walk him a short distance. Lucky for the guy only 5 ladies wanted to walk him. Christine wanted to go also but Amanda told her to leave the poor guy in peace as she already had her fun doing the things which she (Amanda) was supposed to do to her husband.

Back in our spot we congratulated dad and Dennis for their good performance and although they did not win anything, we told them that the participation and the fun were more important to us.

Chapter 5

Next day my sister and I took the car and went to a nearby town telling our parents that we are going to do some shopping. Our main interest was to get hold of a length of rope to have some fun. We found a hardware store and bought about 4 metres of rope more or less the same thickness used at the Resort in the adult game.

We also visited some other shops and bought some nice T-shirts and a mini skirt.

Back at the resort we placed our shopping in the bungalow, stripped naked and went by the pool near the rest of the family. Christine told us that she would have loved to join us shopping and if we decide to go another time we should tell her.

We whispered to her that we bought some rope and so we could have some fun with our brothers. Her grin was conspicuous. We invited the boys to join us for a short stroll around the resort and passing by our bungalow we told them that it would be a good idea if they started training a bit for next weeks event and Christine told us, and Geoffrey confirmed, that the resort repeat the games every week.

I produced the rope and cut is in two equal lengths. We then explained to the boys that we are going to do something similar so that they get used to the tugging at their balls and will feel less discomfort during the actual game. Perhaps one of them will be the winner.

Luckily none of them objected and in the synchronisation of dancers the turned around and bent down giving us easy access to their balls. Christine naturally handled her brother and my sister handled our brother.

We looked around and Christine noticed two armchairs. "What about them carry those behind them across the room" she suggested. We agreed as the armchairs did not seem too heavy. The other lengths of the ropes were tied to the armchairs and we carried them and the boys to one end of the room; we cleared an area and let the boys compete between them who would reach the other end first. A short distance in a small room, but I think that the friction of the furniture being carried across the floor is more strenuous than carrying a girl floating on a board.

We could not see their balls being stretched when in the pool, but here it was fun watching their balls appear from between their thighs when they pulled and disappeared again. After a few laps, my sister suggested that they should make a tug-o-war. We placed them facing opposite each other and told them to go on all fours. I untied my brother's knot and tied his balls with the other end of the rope that was tied to Geoffrey's balls.

Asking to move forward until the slack on the rope was gone, we gave them the go signal to start the tug-o-war. None of them moved a bit. We just saw their sack stretch a little bit and we heard them both moan with the pain. I told them not to force themselves too much as this is only a training session so that they get used to some extra pain in their balls.

We admired the stretched smooth shiny skin of their scrotum. It was too great temptation not to touch those trapped balls and caress them. Both my sister and Christine touched and caressed the boys' balls and remarked about the smooth silky skin of the scrotum in that position.

After we had enough fun, we untied the knots and asked the boys to stand up. Wow! What we saw were two lovely erected pricks. "Can I relief Tommy and one of you girls relief my brother" Christine suggested. The boys looked at each other but said nothing. Christine took her position and my sister and I tossed a coin to see who will milk Geoffrey. The luck fell on me.

Seeing my sister disappointed, I suggested that she should fondle their scrotum and rid of the red marks left by the rope. She was pleased. The boys begged us that if they get erect again, we should not milk them again. We just told them to behave themselves and do not get excited again.

After, we asked the boys to go to the pool and swim 10 laps as part of the training. We repeated this every day in preparation of the next games.

A week flew by and we were in the second and last week of our holiday. Both dad and Tommy seemed to be getting used to masturbating in our presence. Saturday evening Amanda suggested to us females that we should break the ice and give the boys a break and that we should meet and hold a private competition where we females would masturbate in the presence of our males.

Mum said that she would be embarrassed to do it in the presence of her son, but then she said she had second thoughts and it was only fare to do it the same as he did it in her presence.

Probably if I had to masturbate alone in the presence of my father and my brother, I would have felt embarrassed, but being in a group masturbating together it did not bother me too much.

I watched the men fixing their eyes on our hands working our clitorises and pussies and saw them getting hard all of them. Christine reached the climax first and she made a mess on the floor. We thought that the performance was enough and we should stop but both Amanda and my sister said that they are almost there and they will not stop until they reach their climax. They too made a mess.

We were all hot and excited. All of us females were very very wet. The males were all hard. Amanda took this opportunity and suggested another game. This time, she said that we will involve the males also as they are all hard and the women are all hot and wet.

She suggested that each female, with the exception of the odd one out, will have a male and we shall jerk them off and the fist to shoot will be the winner.

Mum volunteered to be the odd one out. Amanda suggested that one of us should handle our father and the other our brother while she would handle her husband and Christine her brother.

My sister told me that in her opinion, as I already handled dad in the game by the pool, it was only fair that she will have dad as her partner this time and that I should handle our brother.

Mum acted as umpire and she gave the word go. Each one of us pumped the manhood we held with vigour and enthusiasm. I made my brother cum first and Christine made her brother follow. When all the males were drained and their liquid increased the mess we ladies make on the floor, Amanda told the males to clean the place up while we set down and relaxed watching them. I could not help but continuing where I left off and played with my clitoris until the place was again clean.

Chapter 6

Handling either my father or my brother did give me some feeling of power, but I never had the opportunity to handle them alone. There was always someone else present. I wanted to try and handle one of them myself when I am alone with him.

After a week since my pussy shave, the hair started growing again. When we were by the pool I found dad in a quite moment alone and asked him if he would come with me to the bungalow and shave me as I was feeling quite embarrassed with the hair becoming conspicuous.

At first he wanted to wait for mum returning from her dip in the pool, but I told him that I can tell mum that we are going for a while in the bungalow to do something and return in a few minutes. He was unsure but accepted after my insistence.

Like the previous time, I placed myself on my back on the floor and spread my legs and waited for him to bring the shaving cream; razor and the rest.

Seeing me spread like that must have made him a little bit excited as I observed some movement in his penis.

It was the same routing as last week. He lathered my genital area with the shaving cream feeling his hands running on my clitoris and on and around my labia. He ran the razor delicately on my skin being careful not to cut me, especially he was careful and pulled my labia to each side when shaving the major labia. I ran my hands on my shaved pussy and found some rough areas. I asked him to feel them and feel the whole area before he cleans up. I felt his hands again running on my smooth skin on my now hard clitoris and again rubbing my labia. He re-shaved the areas he felt stubbles.

His manhood was now as hard as a rock. When he finished cleaning I went and knelt near him, took hold of his manhood and while starting moving my hands up and down his shaft, I told him that I shall take care of this little problem before we go back to the pool. I thought he was going to explode but to my surprise he rested his hands on my head and pushed his body forward to give me better access.

In the second week we were all more relaxed than the first week. The ice was broken and we all seemed to got used to the idea of being naked. Nakedness makes you feel so free and easy. Touching the genital areas of another family member became a norm as if we were touching the hand of the other member.

In the adult games on the second week were similar to those of the first week. Tommy and Geoffrey both made an improvement and both came second in different races. As regards dad's performance, well, he was not fast enough to shoot first but neither was he too slow to be the last. He blamed it on us females, saying that we were making him masturbate or milking him too often. Next year he would prefer to abstain from any masturbating activity at least 24 hours before the game.

My sister and I were surprised that in a short span of one week we had the males naked, masturbating in our presence and we handled them ourselves. I said to myself "Good job and thanks Amanda."

Epilogue

That was about 4 years ago the first time we visited the resort. Back home life changed. We adopted nudism. The males' genitals became a toy in our hands and our boobs became toys in their hands. I do not know why, it seems that they shy away to play with our clits and pussies, perhaps it is because we frequently wear a wrap-over around our waist. I do not mind it and neither do mum and sister. It sort of, gives us more control over the males.

It is not the CFNM situation we originally planned, but still it is fun.