I dated a girl in college, her family wasn't exactly nudists, but not far off. Mom was an artist of note, they owned a gallery in the French Quarter, her sister was a dress designer who spent time between NY and New Orleans. The girl I was dating was more conventional, she wanted to be a surgeon like dad, she was in premed. My GF's family always spend a month in the summer at their vacation home in N. Carolina, GF said I was invited for a week, if I could get time off, I could. My GF told me to be prepared, the area the house was in has favored by artistic types and got a little weird sometimes. But mom and dad were cool with us sharing a bed while we were there.
My GF and I drove in after we finished exams, the family had already been there a week, so the had to catch up with the vacation attitude. I had only met mom and dad briefly and the sister not at all. But my first trip up the stairs with luggage, Mom is on the deck topless, it's apparent she is trying to teach her surgeon husband how to draw. They say "hello", mom pops up, I presume to put a shirt on, no, she wants to show me which room to put our luggage in. My GF whispers "I warned you".
It took a few hours to get used to the relaxed atmosphere, but it was fun, Mom gave up on Dad's drawing ability, I found out this was a frequent thing, so she decided I needed to learn, my topless GF was the model. I thought I did well, but my secret was that I had a great art teacher in HS, so I was not a novice.
Her sister showed up, she had been in town going to shops, looking for inspiration. She came out later with a top on, she ditched it the next day. None of the women heavily endowed, but all had nice figures. Neighbors showed up for cocktails, my GF and mom put on beach coverups which were very sheer.
Most evenings the whole family would get naked in a huge hot tub, drink wine and smoke pot. But, that was the closest I got to hanging with nudists, it was pretty relaxing and I left wishing I could have stayed another week.
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