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A few summers back, I had returned from finishing my freshman year in college, and my younger sister Jane (just turned 18) was just finishing her senior year in high school. Since we were little kids our family would often visit naturist resorts, so this family weekend was nothing out of the ordinary. This one particular resort we frequently visited had great facilities, a good group of friends and families who we got to know over time, and a great lake / beach. The cabins on the resort were a little run down, so the last few years we decided to rent a cabin a 30 minute drive from the lake.
Jane and I were always close growing up, separated by just one year. Having been to nudist communities before, seeing her naked was nothing out of the ordinary. However, over the last few years she and I began to develop, and the past few nudist trips we went on I couldn't help but notice her body. She had always been smaller, skinny and athletic (a bit of a tom boy), but seemingly out of nowhere her breasts grew to at least a C or D cup and her body into much more of an hour glass figure. Jane is a really fun girl, but a bit shy and reserved, so I don't think she got too much attention from the boys at her high school (as the older brother that was fine for me!).
On this particular weekend, Jane and I were smitten by the fitness bug. I was trying to get in better shape for the girls at college, and she was about to go to college hoping to make the track team. The first morning we decided we would bike to the lake from our cabin, which took a little more than an hour. When we finally got the lake, we immediately stripped down but decided to keep our fitness kick going and went for a long run and swim. We felt like naked triathletes it was great!
After our hours of working out, we met our parents on the beach. They drove down and brought an enormous cooler full of picnic snacks, and some drinks! It was the perfect way to follow up an entire morning of working out! We ate, drank and relaxed completely naked. As the late afternoon rolled by however, our dinner plans back at the cabin drew us home before sundown. That's when it hit Jane and I... we were looking at a LONG uphill bike ride home... After a full active day, the hot sun, a large picnic, that was the last thing either of us wanted to do. We also HATED putting our clothes back on after the lake, and were used to driving home naked and spending the rest of the night nude at home.
"Ha! No Chance!" I remember Jane laughing when we all thought about getting home. I suggested we put the bikes in the trunk and drive home, but my Dad insisted that would be impossible to fit into our modest Toyota Camry. Jane and I exchanged naked looks and we both knew how awful that bike ride home would be, so we set out to solve the issue. Completely naked, we spent a at least 20 minutes to FINALLY squeezed the bike frames and tires into the trunk and back seat. However, my Dad was quick to point out the massive cooler they had just packed up, which also had to fit into the car. It was getting late, and I was frustrated, so I picked up the cooler and crunched in into the back seat and said, "There, we're going now!". My sister smirked at me, proud of the success and avoiding the painful ride home.
The final issue was the back seat barely had room for me to sit, let alone my sister! At this point however, there was no turning back so the only solution was for me to take the back seat and Jane to sit on my lap. My parents expressed some safety concerns, but Jane had no problem and insisted we do it. At this point we were dead tired and just dying to get home. It was also at this time we realized our sweaty clothes were packed in the trunk, but since we would often drive home completely new, we didn't bother unpacking the car again.
So we were off, driving down the country roads with my parents fully clothed and fastened in the front, while my completely nude sister sat on my lap in the back. The awkward arrangement of the bike tires and cooler in the back, and the seatbelt strap over her waist forced my one arm to rest in a way that my hand fell on the middle of Jane's upper thigh. Still, the whole scenario seemed completely normal to Jane and I, and we just chatted away as normal.
