Chapter 17: Brilo’s Little Accident

“So, where does the name ‘Brilo’ come from?” asked Felicity Randell.

“Oh ... and I think you might want to shut that door and close that curtain. If I am your Aunt then we don’t want people out there seeing all this going on. They might be pretty liberal minded about some things but probably not incest just yet. Let them think we are just shy and taking our time getting our clothes off.”

Just before doing this Brilo had his arms around Mrs Randell’s topless body with his face pressed firmly into the nipple of one of her soft round breasts. Brilo had only just removed his shirt and Felicity had only just removed her blouse and bra as they both stood together in this small one room bungalow at the Shady Lawns Naturist Park...

... and for a while they both just stood there and stared at the other’s topless body.

Brilo was just so excited at seeing Felicity Randell topless and Felicity was quite excited herself to have such a young man stripping off with her out here at this Nudist Park.

Eventually it was Felicity Randell that made the move to get things moving again. Brilo’s newly acquired ‘Aunt’ then stepped up to the young 14 year old boy who was suddenly looking all nervous and just so unsure of himself. She very gently pulled him tight in to her bare breasts letting his cheek now press hard down onto her soft right nipple.

Brilo was enjoying the softness and the warmth of that breast immensely when he stepped slowly away and closed the door and curtain as instructed. He then turned back to once again look hungrily at his best friend’s mother’s topless body. Brilo Barnes then asked in all meekness, “Can I kiss ... can I kiss one of your ... one of your breasts? They are ... they are just so ... so ... so beautiful.”

Felicity Randell didn’t respond but just moved her bare breasted body back up to Brilo’s to let the boy plant his soft, tender lips on the soft upper flesh of her left breast. He then moved his face around to kiss the other breast then each nipple then the underside of each breast. Brilo then stepped back again and put one hand up and onto those breasts and ran it all over those soft gentle curves and gently over each pink nipple. He watched in quiet fascination as each nipple squished back into the flesh of each breast under the pressure of his finger.

“Lick them with your tongue if you want to. My titties always like that ... a lot!”

So Brilo did just that. He stuck out his tongue and planted it ever so carefully right on the tip of each nipple. He then let that tongue run around the circle of each areola leaving a small trail of saliva as he went.