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Growing Up, I Was Always Nude at Home & The Cocks of My Daddy’s Buddies Were Hard!
My Naked Teenage Body, My Naked Sleepover Friend, Topless Dive Outings, Nude BBQs & Plenty of Men Eating Me With Their Eyes — or More!
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good, and girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
I was born nude (I was told), and that’s how I always liked to be, from a young age, throughout my teenage years at home, in college, and up to now.
I shared how I grew up (in the nude) a few times when answering questions on Quora, but I keep receiving requests from some of you who want to know more. You, bunch of pervs! (Just kidding! I love you like that!)
There seems to be a lot of interest, based on the number of Quora questions, about my young naked tits, firm ass cheeks, and exposed pussy as a teenager and young woman.
So here is an overview. Happy?
I do not know why I crave being nude so much. My parents were not nudists. I mean, I have seen my mom and dad in the nude, especially in our backyard pool and on the sun deck, but it wasn’t every day. For me, it was. At home, I thought my parents were just like the parents of my high school and college friends. But then, my mom was a cool one. She openly discussed sexuality with my friend Jane and me, encouraging us to push our limits in exploring our sexuality.
My adventure in nudity started because of pajamas. My mom always makes me wear one to bed. But I always hated pajamas, and at 13, I revolted.
With a pajama, the bedsheets follow me when I move. But when I sleep naked, the sheets slide on my body, so when I get up, the bed is easy to make because the sheets are pretty much where they were the night before! I suppose this problem could have been fixed by pairing silk sheets with pajamas (I don’t know for sure, I never bothered trying), but we didn’t have silk. And I still preferred being nude.
My mom respected my wish to sleep naked. And there was nothing sexual about it. At the time.
Next, I walked in the nude while getting ready for bed. And in the morning, I didn’t cover my body when going to the bathroom. As far as I am concerned, there was nothing to it, and my parents didn’t make a big deal out of this — or anything that followed.
Next, I had breakfast in the nude, especially because, as a teenager, I was never sure what I wanted to wear. And in the evening, if I got undressed when getting home, I simply remained naked until bedtime.
The fact that my tits were growing didn’t change anything. It just happened in parallel. It never occurred to me that it was strange, unique, and even less, inappropriate. My home, my body!
Discovering Sexuality With My Naked Friend
Guess how I fully realized there was “something” to it? From my friend Jane (not her real name!) during a sleepover. I remember it. It was not her first sleepover. We had been friends since kindergarten. But it was the first time she was serious about understanding nudity in my house. We were around 14.
By then, my young boobs were already pretty round and well-formed. Hers too! She was gorgeous. And she couldn’t believe I was allowed to walk around the house in the nude, in front of my parents, while we were getting ready to go sleep — more like camping — in my room. She explained it had been puzzling her for a while since her dad was very strict on everything. Her mom died when she was young.
Well, damn! I was unique, apparently! To this day, I don’t know why being nude in my own home is a big deal. But it was to Jane.
In any case, I eventually found out an ulterior motive she had for talking so much about it. She wanted to try it out! But she was shy. So I helped her undress and held her hand to walk around the house in her birthday suit.
We walked to the living room, where my parents were watching something on tv, and asked if it was okay for us to take food from the fridge, pretending to be hungry. So my mom prepared us BLT sandwiches. Afterward, my shy sleepover best friend returned to the living room to practice being comfortable in the nude.
Later, she told me that being naked in front of my dad had been a thrill. I remember it because… To me, being seen naked by my dad was a non-event.
A few weeks later, after more days of Jane enjoying being nude with me at home, she got down on me and, oh my! It was great! It was also the first time I ate a pussy. She was so beautiful and delicious.
Needless to say, I regularly invited her for a sleepover. My Mom encouraged us to explore our sexuality, and my dad enjoyed it. Every time she paraded her naked teenage body in front of him, she became aroused and subsequently worked on my pussy like a maestro.
I also had the distinct impression that the sound of sex came more regularly from my parents' room on these sleepover nights. My mother explained to me that my dad was getting aroused, and she benefited from it.
My Daddy’s Buddies & My Naked Body
Thanks to my friend, I discovered a relationship between a naked body and sexuality — or at least a young female nude body. I only know what I’ve experienced!
Up to that point, I had been naked in front of my parents’ guests on occasion. But since my friend was aroused by simply being seen naked by my dad, I wanted to test that! So I made a point to be naked whenever his buddies came over. And it worked. I loved it!
I researched how to wax my vulva to make my pussy more attractive and kept only a little triangle of pubic hair above it. I called it my guitar pick! I left it there on purpose to show it to people asking if I was a natural blonde.
I thought I became wild after moving down to South Florida just before the pandemic, but now I realize… I don't know… I was born like that?
It turned out that my dad’s friends came to visit more often. But, of course, they always had a good reason! And I think my dad understood I was enjoying it, too, because he openly welcomed them.
So my dad’s buddies had countless occasions to see my firm, young boobs, bald pussy, and round ass cheeks. It was exciting but mostly sensual at that point.
Outdoor Nudity, Boating & Scuba Diving
Also at 14 years old, as a birthday gift, I discovered scuba diving. My dad had done it in his college years and was thrilled to have an activity we could do together.
My parents booked our annual vacations at destinations my dad and I picked for the quality of the diving. My mom was okay (or at least she pretended to be fine) with spending her vacation at the pool bar.
My dad and I typically went diving every morning and sometimes in the afternoon. I felt at home on the dive boats because, most of the time, the dive boat was full of middle-aged men who could all be my dad. And often, I was the only pair of boobs on board.
I think there is something sexy about scuba diving, although my friends say I am crazy to think that! But one thing is sure; it is common to change after the dive with only a towel wrapped around your body. Most of the time, there are no changing rooms at dive sites or on dive boats.
I never covered my tits when changing. I only wrapped the towel at the waist. Nobody ever complained. Besides, there really should be nothing wrong with naked nipples! Maybe the USA will grow up one day. But guys love seeing boobs, so I made many happy scuba divers. And I think my dad enjoyed it, too, because, in a certain way, I think he was proud of his sexy daughter.
A New Role For My Boobs
I loved scuba diving so much that I kept on taking more courses. Eventually, I started my divemaster training at 17 and completed it shortly after my 18th birthday. And then, I immediately registered for an Instructor Development Course (IDC). I had all the prerequisites, including the 100 logged dives.
I became the youngest scuba diving instructor to graduate from that dive shop back home. And that opened the door to new sensual experiences.
I ended up teaching my first-ever scuba class with bare tits! I soon discovered that naked teenager boobs = hard cocks = good tips! And I was enjoying seeing cock-carrying beasts longing for my body. So all was good in paradise!
Having tits and being young has its privileges in our society. And I intended to (and still do) enjoy them all because I won’t have firm tits and a tight pussy forever.
I believe the mix of my Mom’s encouragement with the male-dominated world of scuba diving helped me feel good in my skin.
My Young Naked Body on Dive Trips
Some guys told their friends about their young dive instructor with perky boobs, and eventually, I was in high demand for men-only scuba classes at the local dive shop. I didn’t complain. I was the most active scuba instructor in that dive center; I enjoyed showing my young, tight body and getting good tips on top of my pay as an instructor. It was GREAT!
And then, I regularly participated in dive trips organized by the dive shop.
On my first one-week dive trip to a tropical paradise as a dive instructor, I was the only pussy-carrying person in the group. I shared a room with the dive shop owner, and I ended up sucking a few old cocks. These older gentlemen were so excited just by… Well… Every inch of my body, really! How could I not use my lips for the greater good?
On my second trip as a dive instructor and trip leader, I had 22 men looking at my young naked body on a dive boat, and I fuckin’ loved it!
My Teenage Naked Body Got More Cocks Hard
Eventually, my nude adventures extended beyond home and the dive shop. It was thanks to scuba diving, though.
An old man claimed to be a nudist and asked to do his scuba course in the nude. I obliged. And then, he hired me to do scuba tryouts for a bunch of his buddies at his home pool. At that point, though, I was the only nude one! And then, he hired me as a waitress for a few of his weekend BBQs with his male-only buddies — a naked waitress. I thought it was funny that I was making so much money simply for being in the nude, something I enjoyed doing for free! My Dad’s buddies had all seen me naked already!
And then, a college guy couldn’t afford scuba lessons, so we traded. He was studying to be a massage therapist on the side. So I gave him free scuba lessons in exchange for massages. His massage table was in his living room, and… He shared an apartment with two other guys who weren’t shy from hanging around and checking every inch of my nude body. I didn’t stop them!
So, does this clarify it for you? Of course, there’s more. Like I sucked my boyfriend’s cock a lot because I wasn’t ready to give him my virginity. And other stuff that I probably should not discuss here, so I wrote about it on Smashwords.
The thing is… I have always been happy to be naked, even when nobody was around. On top of that, I love being seen in the nude.
I also grew to love wild sex, and it became even wilder after moving to South Florida, where nobody knew me! I mean… I sucked plenty of cocks at home, and I gave my virginity to an older man. But nothing compared to how wild my sex life became in Miami.
Life is meant to be lived.
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