Chapter 1

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest, Mother, Son, Brother, Sister, Father, Daughter, Grand Parent, .

Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The Larsson family, going back to 1899, hit the financial sweet spot in Florida nudist colonies. The latest Larsson development - - Sunny Shores Resort - - was owned by 19-year old Lily Larson and her 18-year old brother, Lukas. All Larsson developments had the same policy, "If it's consensual, it's allowed." This unwritten tenet had served the Larsson family for seven generations. Generous political contributions kept law enforcement at bay. Despite rumors of rampant sexual activity

Arne Larsson, aged 14, moved from St. Paul Minnesota to Jacksonville Florida in January 1896. He would find work on Henry Flagler’s Florida East Coast Railway, which would eventually run from Jacksonville down to Key West.

Arne didn’t care who he worked for, nor what the work involved. He mainly just wanted to get away from that frozen tundra that tried to pass for the fucking state of fucking Minnesota. Unlike many Swedes, Arne despised the cold and would never leave Florida for the rest of his 102 years on earth.

Arne Larsson was, like his ancestors, tall, blonde and handsome. He was attractive to and attracted to the lovely women of the Sunshine State. Unlike many teenage boys he didn’t kiss and tell. Which made him even more popular among the distaff side.

While Arne never even saw Henry Flagler, he did overhear part of a conversation between two of his junior executives. A snippet of advice that would change Arne’s life and affect future generations of the Larsson clan.

“We’re buying up land before the railway gets there.”

In hindsight, it seemed obvious. But Florida was relatively young. Each section of railway was opening new possibilities in new areas. Plus Arne, despite his lack of formal education, was intelligent.

The job provided room and board. It was steady work. Hard physical labor, but steady. Arne wasn’t frugal by nature, he loved women and wine, but once the idea of buying land hit him, he saved every penny he could.

What he learned was that even going miles and miles ahead of where the current stretch of railway ended, land was still too expensive for his workman’s salary.

So, in a pattern that his family would follow for generations, he went inland. More off the beaten track. Further from what constituted urban centers at the turn of the 20th century.

Today, the newest Sunny Shores Resort was located 47 miles north and east of Pensacola. With more than 100 years of family experience in nudist colonies, the Larsson family had learned that 40 to 50 miles from their target cities was an acceptable distance for for most of their visitors.

For those who purchased condos, it was a long, but fairly reasonable commute. For weekend visitors it was an easy getaway. For vacationers who would spend a couple of weeks ... well they came from all over.


Lily Larsson, 19-years old, and her brother Lukas, 18, were an impressive sight to first time visitors to the Pensacola Sunny Shores Resort.

Lily was gorgeous. Blonde, with an overall bronze tan. She stood 5’ 11” and didn’t slump. She was proud of her lithe, slender body as well she should be. Wide, swimmer’s shoulders, nipped-in waist under perky boobs. Taut butt, long, long legs leading up to a tiny, little girl’s pussy.

Lukas was obviously her brother. Same thick, blonde hair, his cut short. Same dazzling white smile and high model’s cheekbones. He was 6’ 3” and turned female heads. Some male heads as well.

Lucas, like his older sister, had a slender build with wide shoulders. No body fat. A trim 32-inch waist. Also like his sister, long, long legs. But it was where those legs led that drew the eye.

Lucas, like many of his male ancestors, was, in a word, hung. When Lily was 8, she compared her brother’s penis with her father’s. Anna, Lily’s mother, smiled at the precocious little girl, “Lukas is a shower, honey.”

“What’s that?”

“His penis is large when it’s soft. And it doesn’t get much bigger when he’s erect.”

Lily filed that away, as she did most things that interested her.

Lily and Lukas made it a point to try to greet each guest who was visiting Sunny Shores for the first time. And what a sight the Swedish siblings were.

Tall, tanned, comfortable, friendly. But, my god, look at them!

Lily was a wet dream. That body, those up-tilted little boobs with up-tilted pink nipples. And that pussy! She looked like a 5-year old down there.

Lucas. Taller than his sister. Wider shoulders. But that wasn’t what people noticed. That penis. His flaccid cock was 7 1/2 inches. Lily used to measure it when they were kids. But more that that was its girth. Fatter than a beer can. Far fatter.

They were well aware of the effect they had on newly arriving guests. The Larsson clan had known that from the day Arne opened his first Sunny Shores Resort in 1899. The Larsson family were lookers. Smart, but lookers. Entrepreneurial, but lookers.

Long before “If you’ve got it, flaunt it” the Larsson families were flaunting it.

Arne was not only the first Larsson to open a nudist facility, he was the first to discover the value of using himself, his wife, his children as walking billboards.

Actually it was Arne’s wife, Monika, who had first noticed two guests eyeballing her 8-year old daughter and her 7-year old son as they scampered around the resort in the early morning sun.

She didn’t ponder, didn’t hesitate. That morning at breakfast she explained to her kids what their new responsibilities would be. They were quick studies and word of mouth soon spread about the beautiful kids who were so friendly, so open. So easy on the eyes. So tempting. So flirtatious.

That Monika spotted the opportunity, and acted on it, would be a trait passed down through generations. The Larsson women were, with a few exceptions, smarter and stronger-willed than their husbands.

This was certainly true with Lily and Lukas, although Lukas was a brother, not a husband.

Lily had been an intellectually fierce child, fiery and in charge. Lukas was no dummy, but Lily was simply superior intellectually. And in will power.

Lily and Lukas had what could politely be called a casual upbringing. Lily’s mother, Anna, did as little parenting as her mother had done for her. What little discipline that was administered came from Lily, not Anna.

Lukas had grown up doing as his sister told him to. It was second nature to him and it wouldn’t change until Lily told him who to marry. Lily told her mother, “It’s not that Luke is dumb, he isn’t. It’s just that I know what’s best for him.”

Anna just smiled. She’d had Lily when she was almost 11-years old. Lukas followed a year later. Anna hadn’t had much interest in raising her kids. She believed, as had her mother and grandmother, in letting nature take its course. The kids would fuck up, all kids did.

But show them love, set an example, and they’ll muddle through.


Kitty Andrews wasn’t a typical first time visitor to Sunny Shores. But she wasn’t terribly unique either. Kitty arrived with her best friend and Pensacola neighbor two houses over, Eva Longmire. And Eva’s husband and son and daughter.

Eva had been telling Kitty about Sunny Shores for months. The two friends shared everything. So Eva understood that Kitty’s husband would never visit a nudist colony, never. Kitty defended him, “So okay, he got shortchanged in that department. But Pete’s still a hell of a good lover.” She grinned, “Loves to eat pussy.”

Eva knew, but would never say anything, that her friend was disappointed in the size of her husband’s equipment. Thus, Kitty had joined the Longmire family in their newest craze -- nudism.

Well, nudism was indeed involved. But as Eva told her friend, “I get laid nearly every time.”

“But ... Roger... ?”

Eva winked, “You’ll see. Roger will round up his own pussy.”

Both Kitty and Eva had an occasional affair back home. Discrete. They covered for each other. But this. Out in the open.

Kitty said, “What about your kids?”

“They’re young enough not to figure it out. And there are so many other kids, they already have a slew of new friends.”

On the drive to Sunny Shores, Eva hid her smile. She had already set it up with Lily that Lukas would take care of Kitty. Eva didn’t know the financial set up the brother and sister owners had, but Lily was clearly the one in charge.

When Eva told her about Kitty, Lily smiled, “Let me guess. Luke.”

“Yes, please.”

Eva purposely hadn’t told Kitty about Lukas. About that cock. About how long he lasted in bed. About how he knew women. Their bodies. Their needs.

Roger dropped his wife and Kitty at the main lodge. He drove the kids to their condo to unpack the groceries and booze.

Kitty stopped dead in her tracks. Stared at Lily. At Lukas. At Lukas. At Lukas.

Eva’s introductions were vague background static to Kitty.

My god! Handsome. Like a rock star. Or movie star. Some kind of fucking star. Tall. That smile, that white, white smile. Kitty sort of took in the entirety of Lukas subconsciously. But ... but ... OMG! Her thoughts echoed around, “I’ve never ... how fucking huge is ... sweet jesus christ.”

Lily had seen the reaction before. Many times. She took charge, “Nice to meet you, Kitty. Kitty? Nice to meet you.” She placed Kitty’s hand in her brother’s huge paw. “Luke, show Kitty around.”

As Lukas led her friend outside, Eva giggled, “How long will he do her?”

Lily smiled, “Depends on how she’s doing after an hour or so.”


The next morning Kitty was fully recovered, in a splendid mood and ready for more. At poolside, Eva nudged her friend and pointed to her son, “Check out Roger Jr. You can still see tan lines on his erection. But look at those other two. That’s one way to tell how long they’ve been nudists, no tan lines.”

“They’re all so cute.”

Eva and Kitty didn’t discuss the sex they’d enjoyed on the previous day. There would be plenty of time to catch up when they were back in Pensacola. The order of the day was ... who’s next?

Kitty saw her friend’s husband in the nude for the first time. Nice bod. Very respectable equipment, which she had known about from Eva. But he was off limits. Kitty and Eva had agreed early on not to fuck each other’s husbands. The two families were close, their children were friendly, why fuck up a good thing?

But looking at Roger, Kitty felt something stir. He noticed her interest and raised his eyebrows in a question. Eva wasn’t worried. She understood how her friend could be tempted. But they had their agreement solidly in place.

Eva and Kitty sipped an early morning Blood Mary. It tasted delicious in the hot sun. Both relaxed as they evaluated the passing parade. They checked out the men of course. But also the women, more out of curiosity than carnal interest. Both friends also eyeballed the naked kids, mentally comparing them with their own.

Kitty placed her palm on Eva’s arm, “I want to keep coming here with you guys.”

“You’re more than welcome, honey, you know that. What about Pete?”


“I’m going to invite him. Every time. But I know he won’t come. But I don’t think it looks suspicious. It’s your whole family, not just you and Roger. The kids are great camouflage.”

“What about your two?”

Kitty sighed, “That’s what I’ve been thinking and thinking about. It would really throw Pete off if I brought them. But ... I don’t know. Shit, were you embarrassed to be naked in front of your kids?”

“I was a little hesitant, just the first time though. I know I look good in the buff. And it gave me a little bit of a naughty tingle the way Junior scoped me out.”

“He still is.”

Grin. “I know.”

Kitty sighed again, “In the long haul, I’d be better off bringing mine along. I bet they lap it up, just like your guys.”

“It’s the boys, mostly the boys, who have dirty little minds. Has Petey ever seen you?”

“Oh, a few times. It’s inevitable. I just shooed him away, didn’t make a big deal out of it. What about when you’re home? Have things changed with your kids?”

“No, not really. We still respect each other’s privacy. But an accidental encounter doesn’t mean as much as before.”

Lily, the gorgeous, knockout Lily, approached Kitty, smiling, “Come with me, Kitty, there’s a gentleman you’ll enjoy meeting.” Lily winked at Eva, “Brian.”

Eva giggled as Lily led her friend away. Brian was an awesome lover. He didn’t have the equipment Lukas had, who did, but he knew his way around a bed. Kitty was in for another treat this morning.

Eva reflected that this was a typical kindness from Lily. She knew that Kitty wasn’t a potential condo buyer, but still went out of her way to show the first time visitor a good time.

Eva wondered where Lukas was.


Lukas Larsson was giving diving lessons to eight and nine year old girls. They were on the tethered raft, way out in the middle of the lake. The girls, perpetually awestruck at the handsome teenager, had periodic fits of giggles.

Lukas just smiled at them. All part of the service.

After the lessons, he would patiently pose for photos with them, one at a time. His long arm around their shoulders, their slender arms around the back of his thighs. They weren’t tall enough to reach his waist.

He would, upon request, also pose with the mothers.

Just as Lily did with the boys and their fathers.

It was a family tradition. Just as their own parents had posed at their own Sunny Shores Resort. Back then Anna had Lily and Lukas pose with whoever asked for them. Usually the men wanted Lily, the women, Lukas. Not always though.

Lily had told her younger brother, “It doesn’t matter who wants pictures of us, just smile and do it. We’re jack-off material to them.”

Lukas, as he had always done, did as his sister told him. For instance, “When a woman wants her picture taken with you, get hard. They like that.”

Photos and videos were not only allowed at every Sunny Shores Resort, they were encouraged. Every visitor signed model release forms and a sign in the reception area stated, “Photography and videos are taken everywhere on the property.”

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