April - 2021.
These, the stories we now call the Tukiko Series, were originally published here a few months ago. When Anne published these stories on another website, she made many changes and improvements. Meanwhile, some of us were feeling uncomfortable with the stories here as they didn't really fit the storyline so finally, the decision was made to unpublish them update the storyline with some fill-in stories and then republish.
After some fill-in stories have been published, the storyline has been brought up to date with this series regarding some of the younger characters, we can look at republishing the improved versions of these stories. During this process, we allowed further changes to be made. While republishing as if they were new stories, we have kept the original posts so any earlier comments that were made, have been retained.
Allan Jr.
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Sunbathing Naked with Mum.
Hello again from Tukiko.
The next morning, on the day after our nude beach trip, Mum and I were relaxing outside in my favourite nude sunbathing place. Both of us were naked, of course, both of us enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. This was something different. The first time it had ever happened. The first time either Dad or Mum had joined me.
Over breakfast, she had been telling me how much she admired my all-over tan. Thought it might be nice to get one herself. "Get rid of those awful bikini lines," Mum had said.
So I invited her, saying she was always welcome to join me every Sunday morning when I sunbathed nude for an hour or so before the sun got too hot.
Dad had left early, as he usually does on Sunday, off to meet his golf buddies for a game or two. He would be gone much of the day so Mum and I had the place to ourselves.
I was laying back, enjoying the warmth of the morning, sunbathing my naked body when she had arrived out, wrapped in a towel.
"Mind if I join you?" Mum asked.
"Sure," I replied. "I told you, you're always welcome."
I watched how she unwrapped the towel and laid it on the deck beside me. Like me, she was naked underneath. She lay back beside me which gave me the chance to observe her nude body. Having worn her bikini only once in the sun the day before, already you could see where some parts of her body were lighter and some darker. Bikini lines were starting to appear.
For a woman of her age, Mum has a great body considering she has had three kids and doesn't seem to do much exercise. I was kind of shocked, kind of pleased how open she had become about showing it off. I liked that in her. How she had lost that apparent modesty of never wanting to show her body to now where she was proud and happy to show it off, to all on the beach who cared to look. First, as if wearing a tiny bikini, tiny as any I'd dare wear, was bold enough, she'd gone even further, going totally nude. It seemed like she had enjoyed it too. I was glad for her in her new delight in nudity.
The next morning, on the day after our nude beach trip, Mum and I were relaxing outside in my favourite nude sunbathing place. Both of us were naked, of course, both of us enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. This was something different. The first time it had ever happened. The first time either Dad or Mum had joined me.
Over breakfast, she had been telling me how much she admired my all-over tan. Thought it might be nice to get one herself. "Get rid of those awful bikini lines," Mum had said.
So I invited her, saying she was always welcome to join me every Sunday morning when I sunbathed nude for an hour or so before the sun got too hot.
Dad had left early, as he usually does on Sunday, off to meet his golf buddies for a game or two. He would be gone much of the day so Mum and I had the place to ourselves.
I was laying back, enjoying the warmth of the morning, sunbathing my naked body when she had arrived out, wrapped in a towel.
"Mind if I join you?" Mum asked.
"Sure," I replied. "I told you, you're always welcome."
I watched how she unwrapped the towel and laid it on the deck beside me. Like me, she was naked underneath. She lay back beside me which gave me the chance to observe her nude body. Having worn her bikini only once in the sun the day before, already you could see where some parts of her body were lighter and some darker. Bikini lines were starting to appear.
For a woman of her age, Mum has a great body considering she has had three kids and doesn't seem to do much exercise. I was kind of shocked, kind of pleased how open she had become about showing it off. I liked that in her. How she had lost that apparent modesty of never wanting to show her body to now where she was proud and happy to show it off, to all on the beach who cared to look. First, as if wearing a tiny bikini, tiny as any I'd dare wear, was bold enough, she'd gone even further, going totally nude. It seemed like she had enjoyed it too. I was glad for her in her new delight in nudity.