Vacation at the Forest Lake. Part 1.

I pulled off my panties and lay down on the towel spread out on the sand.

Next to me was a towel spread out, on which my mom was lying. At first glance, it was clear that I was this woman's daughter. My mom was forty-four years old. I was twenty-three at the time. She looked like a milf, but she could attract men. As for me, there's nothing even to say. Probably every third passing male person paid attention to my large, non-sagging, size four breasts. Even women sometimes stopped to look at my feminine beauty, given to me by nature.

This was our second year vacationing at this nudist beach. Ever since we were left

alone, after my father's death. Mom hadn't found herself a man. She had casual sex, but didn't get close to anyone.

Actually, I was raised with nudism from childhood. I often went to the bathhouse with my parents from an early age. After my father's death, of course, Mom and I started visiting public nudist beaches more often, but we liked it here the most. There are changing cabins, open-air showers, and also a cafe and bar. It's usually fun here in the evenings. Disco and dancing. Noisy.

My mother looked at me and said:

— Decided to take off your panties?

— Yes. Why not.

— I don't know what you were shy about. You have a very beautiful pussy. Like a closed little mouth. Nothing sticks out. You shave everything thoroughly.

I snorted.

— It's still uncomfortable. So many men see me.

— You're beautiful. Why not admire you.

Mother was lying on her stomach, exposing her slightly chubby ass to the sun. Her legs were slightly spread. The hole in her ass was clearly visible and looked like a small volcano with a dark entrance in the middle. A little lower, her most intimate part was already visible, like a dark little peach.

I lay on my back and gently kneaded my large, firm breasts with my palms, on which the neat, even areolas of my nipples were pointing upwards.

A young guy in glasses walked by, completely naked. His small penis dangled between his legs. He looked at me with a smile, but immediately turned away and walked on.

Last year I only exposed my breasts. I didn't dare show my most precious part.

Now I was lying and sunbathing completely naked.

— Did you even like practicing nudism with Dad?

Mother raised herself up and lay on her side, facing me.

— Well, my husband only liked family nudism. He didn't want other men to see me.

About two meters away from us lay a man around thirty with a young woman who looked about twenty-five. He was lying on his back and the girl, lying on her side, was massaging his erect cock with her palm.

Mother lay on her back, exposing her large breasts, like two soft pancakes, to the sun. Not as beautiful anymore due to age, but still pleasant to the touch. Her nipples were small and sat right in the middle of these neat little pancakes.

I looked at the couple again and noticed the woman had exposed the head of her man's penis.

My mother looked in their direction and smiled.

— Is his dickhead beautiful? But your father's cock was much more beautiful. Although you saw it yourself.

— Well, I never saw his erection.

— Really? What about that time at the dacha when we were sunbathing? He had a hard-on. We went off to fuck then.

I looked at the blue summer sky again.

— Actually, your father, as a man in terms of sex, was great. He probably only had one particular fetish that a woman had to put up with — he always came only in the mouth.

— Always? And you swallowed?

— Of course. There's nothing scary about that. The main thing is not to freak out. There's nothing wrong with a man coming in a woman's mouth.

I looked at that couple again. The woman was sucking the man's cock, thoroughly licking the head.

Mother started to get up.

— Going to the bar? Let's have a cocktail. And I need to go pee.

— Yeah, let's go.

I got up from the towel, threw my bra and panties into my bag, and took it in my hands. I rolled up our towels and walked with my mom along the shore of this large forest lake.

The bar was about a hundred meters away from us. A bit into the woods. Nearby stood a few toilet cabins, but they were rarely used. Everyone ran into the woods.

A small path leading to the bar turned slightly to the side and passed through a beautiful pine forest. A small company of four men and five women were hanging out there. They were all completely naked and in high spirits. Some were holding bottles of cold beer.

We walked past, went a bit into the woods about five meters, and squatted down to relieve ourselves. Streams of urine flowed from my pussy onto the ground covered in pine needles. Mom was squatting and peeing nearby.

— Oh look. Some exhibitionists have arrived.

These words reached us from the direction of that cheerful company we had passed. A couple of men were looking our way. One of the women even clapped her hands, seeing us relieving ourselves, and headed towards us.

— What's up, girls. Letting off some steam?

She sat down next to us, turning her ass towards the company of people standing not far away. A powerful stream, like from a hose, burst from her pussy. She must have been holding it for a long time.

The men cheered joyfully looking at her.

— They love looking at women's asses. Where are you girls heading? To the bar?

— Yes.

My mom was rubbing her crotch with her palm.

— Better not go. It's so stuffy there right now. It's very good there in the evening. Cooler.

— We wanted to have a cold cocktail.

— Well, okay. If you want, you can hang out with us. My name is Kristina.

— I'm Marina. And this is my daughter, Rias.

— So you're family? Wow. We have family couples in our company too. The boys here are all married, of course. Where's your man?

— I'm a widow.

— Oh, I see. Well, if you want, join us. We just arrived today. We'll be here for a week.

Kristina wiggled her butt a little. Her large, sagging breasts swayed in different directions. How old is she, I wondered. Probably around forty.

Enthusiastic male voices were heard again from that side.

— What voyeurs, huh.

Kristina smiled and went back to the company.

I went to the bar with my mom.

There was no one in the bar itself except for one female bartender. She stood naked behind the counter. Her small, pimple-like tits were like buttons on her body.

After ordering a cocktail each, we went out and headed towards the company that had invited us. Everything was just as cheerful there. The girls were drinking beer and wiggling their asses, and the men stood and guffawed at the sight.

— OOH. There they go! — exclaimed Kristina.

Everyone turned to us. We came closer.

— This is Marina and her daughter Rias! — Kristina beamed.

"Very nice to meet you"

The guys were cheerful and joked as much as they could. The girls' names were: Nastya, Alyona, Natalya, Sasha, and Kristina, whom we already knew. The men's names were Denis, Sergey, and the other two were both named Dmitry. They were all married to the girls from this company. Denis was married to Alyona. The two Dimas were married to Nastya and Sasha. Sergey was Natalya's husband.

The next couple of hours flew by in an instant. We chatted about everything, shared impressions about this forest lake, whose shores were favored by nudists. It was something wonderful. I had never felt such unity with nature as I did now. Naked men were talking to me, who felt no sexual arousal towards me, even though I was completely naked in front of them.

The day began to draw towards sunset. We had another glass of cold cocktail.

We started slowly heading towards our tents.

It was nice to realize that our new friends hadn't even chosen a spot yet. They missed nature so much they even forgot about everything. The clearing where Mom and I had stopped with the car and where our two-person tent was set up was small. But there was enough space for about five more tents. And there was even a place to build a campfire.

After showing them our spot, we headed to the local cafe from which the smell of shashlik was coming.

After ordering a portion each, we sat down at a small table. Of the new acquaintances, only Kristina was with us. The others stayed behind to deal with the tents and settle into the clearing. They promised to come over in half an hour.

(to be continued)