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"It really is a beautiful day! It's a shame you're not enjoying it!"

Sally pursed her lips as her mom spoke to her. It was indeed a very nice Saturday, one where mom had been spending hours outside in the garden while daddy had left very early to go fishing. Sally would normally have been up for doing just about anything that afternoon, and her mother had been encouraging her throughout the day, but Sally the nudist was not on board with outdoor activities as that would mean she would have to put clothes on.

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm tired and dirty," Ava continued, putting her hands on her sides and stretching to and fro. "I'm going to get cleaned up."

Weekends were becoming a sacred thing for Sally as it was the one time that she could go for an entire day without having to wear anything at all. So if her mom would have only let her go outside naked then everything would have been fine. Sally could have helped in the garden and they would have been able to spend time together. But as it stood, having been discouraged by the threat of clothing, Sally had spent much of the day so far stewing in the living room alone, bored, and feeling sorry for herself. Devin had come down for a little while as she watched cartoons upside down on the couch, but that was short lived and he soon locked himself away in his bedroom again.

As Sally watched her mom head upstairs she couldn't help but pout. She could have convinced her Daddy to let her do something, or at least do something with her, if he hadn't left to go fishing. She hoped he would be home soon, but now that mom was tired it didn't seem like Sally would get to partake of her new favorite hobby; getting her parents to hook up. She was almost regretting her insistence on staying naked today. Although she considered that Mom might have spent so much time outside for that very reason, to force Sally to cave and put something on.

Sally flopped onto the floor and stared up at the ceiling with a sigh. As she faintly heard the shower running upstairs, she began to wonder if there was some way she could still salvage the day. With daddy gone and mommy tired it didn't seem like her hobby was available anymore. Tired was her mom's favorite excuse for not entertaining daddy's advances. But if there was a way she could make her mom feel better...

Her mind wandering, Sally had a eureka moment. She shot up from the floor and raced upstairs, slipping inside her parent's bedroom and waiting for her mother just inside the door of their compact ensuite. She didn't mind the wait as she'd been doing nothing the entire day and she finally had something worth waiting for.

"Sally!" Ava shrieked once she stepped out of the shower, scrambling for her towel. "You scared the bejesus out of me! What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to give you a massage!" Sally said as brightly as she could.

"What?"

"You said you were sore. I know I didn't help you with the garden," she admitted, still ultimately blaming mom for that one, "but I can help you now! I bet I'm a good masseuse!"

Seeing her daughter naked all the time made Ava uncomfortable, but as she secured her towel she smirked, shaking her head at the weird way Sally's mind seemed to work sometimes. "That's very kind of you sweetie," she said while grabbing a second towel for her hair. "But I don't think so."

"Why not?"

"I was thinking about having a bath right now."

"But you just had a shower."

"Yes, I wanted to get cleaned up first."

"Okay. I could... massage you in the bath?"

"No, definitely not." Ava felt even less comfortable at the thought of Sally splashing around on top of her in the bathtub. "For now I just want to close my eyes, light a candle or two, and try to relax."

"Yeah! See? A massage is perfect! You can lay down and close your eyes while I give you a back rub!" suggested Sally. "You'll feel great again after I work out your kinks!"

It was a curious idea, certainly one Sally had never offered before, but it was still an enticing one. Ava hadn't had a massage in some time and the idea quickly grew on her.

"Well, maybe... alright. I don't want to turn down a free massage! I just need to put my lotion on if I'm not going to have a bath."

"I can do that too!" offered Sally. "That's like two rocks in a bush!"

"Huh? You mean two bir-... sure, sweetie. Two rocks in one bush. That's very nice of you!"

Ava finished up in the bathroom, bringing a bottle of lotion out to her nightstand. Sally bounced around the bedroom excitedly, trying her best to contain herself.

"Mooom! I'm gonna go meet Weston at the paaark!"

"Okay, Devin!" mom shouted downstairs. "Just don't be late for dinner!"

Lighting a single candle next to the bed, Ava considered changing into something. But with Devin suddenly out of the house and Sally not particularly shy, Ava took the lazy route, let out a sigh, and laid down on the bed face first still wearing her towel.

"Don't be skimpy with the lotion, now," advised Ava.

"Okay! Lots of lotion!" Sally replied, pumping a big squirt into her hand.

Sally rubbed her mom's neck and shoulders, spreading the excess lotion over Ava's upper arms as well, but quickly ran out of exposed skin to touch. Ava leaned and shifted and loosened her towel, pulling it out from under her chest before giving another relaxing sigh. Sally neatly folded her mom's towel downward then grabbed another handful of lotion and rubbed it into Ava's back. Sally did her best to press her hands into her mom's muscles like a real masseuse, but stayed away from anything weird she had heard of like elbows or knuckles, although she did ponder why anyone would want an elbow in their back.

"That feels nice..." Ava said, closing her eyes. Sally wasn't very strong and had no experience to speak of, but her gentle touch and small soft hands were both soothing and intimate.

Sally was already proud of herself. This had to be her best idea yet. If it ended with the desired result, she should give her mom a massage everyday!

"Do you think daddy likes massages too?"

"Who doesn't..."

"Maybe we could give him one when he comes home," Sally mused aloud.

"Mhmm..."

Sally spent quite some time attending to her mother's back given how much she appeared to like it. But eventually she couldn't fold her mom's towel any lower, literally, as it was still stuck underneath her and had bunched up just above her butt.

"Did you want me to go lower?"

Ava's first inclination was to say no, but she did normally lotion from head to toe. She also didn't want the massage to stop. If Devin was helping her do this it would be one thing, but with Sally being the one offering...

"Go ahead, honey."

Sally jerked on the towel and pulled it out from under her mother before flipping it fully aside onto the middle of the bed. She then squirted slick white liquid all over her mom's ass. Sally was timid at first, merely distributing the lotion. But after listening to her mom's heavy breathing, Ava nearly asleep, Sally dug in a little harder and gave her mom's butt a firm squeeze just for fun.

Emboldened by the squeeze, Sally pried one of mom's butt cheeks to the side, then the other, which led to her spreading the plentiful ass before her wide open. If she had been doing this with a friend they would no doubt have been giggling with amusement, but by herself Sally was more curious than silly and tentatively inspected her mom's underside. Tucked away further down and obscured between her thighs, Ava's shaved mature pussy lips were quite a sight for her 10 year old daughter. It wasn't possible for Sally to see very much of her own vagina, but it was clear that her mom's was much different than her own.

Sally continued lower to do mommy's thighs, reflecting not only on the peek she just stole but also the one out her brother's window. It was amusing seeing her mommy's butthole but it was downright weird to see someone else's vagina, let alone from such a close up and strange angle. It was even weirder to think that daddy's thing was supposed to fit inside it. Watching them from far away daddy had just looked so darn big...

Sally proudly announced once she had reached all the way to her mom's feet. "Okay, all done mom!"

"Hmm? Mm-mm. Not quite..." Ava turned over, rolling into the middle of the bed. The look of surprise on Sally's face reminded Ava that her tits were out and she was quick to cup them in her hands. She was not as aware that her towel was no longer covering her, made extra difficult by the fact that she could still feel it, the contrast between it and the bed sheets still present after having rolled her butt on top of it.

"I have to keep going?" Sally didn't mean to come off whiney, but a lot of the things she said seemed to come out that way these days.

"I'm not doing it. You've got me all sleepy and comfy," Ava whined back. "But if you keep going for a few more minutes I promise I'll return the favor after, m'kay?"

Ava closed her eyes again and Sally shrugged, pumping a fresh squirt of lotion. The problem was that, standing beside the bed, Sally had to outstretch as far as she could to reach her mom now that she was in the center of the mattress. So after struggling to finish her mom's shins, let alone the rest of her legs, Sally grabbed the lotion and clamored up onto the bed, straddling her mom's knees before continuing.

Sally worked her way upwards, doing her best to skirt around her mom's pussy once she reached it, with her eyes as well as her hands, especially with mom rolling her legs open automatically so that Sally could get between them. Scooting even higher, Sally spread lotion across her mommy's belly before straddling that too and fixating on Ava's upper body.

Initially trying to respect her mom's personal space, Sally lotioned the narrow gap between her mom's tits before sliding all the way up onto her neck, moving up and down with a choke-like grip. She traveled back the same way, dragging her small fingers down the center of her chest, a soft moan squeaking out of Ava. When Sally grabbed some more lotion and rubbed her mom's exposed underboob, Ava easily relinquished her breasts to her daughter, pulling her hands away and silently permitting Sally to rub the lotion straight onto her tits.

Sally was again surprised, but she went along with it without a word, attentively circling her mother's bared chest, a task which transitioned from "work" to "play" in no time. Butts were funnier, but boobs were funner, so bouncy and soft and squishable.

Ava should have protested when Sally started giggling and squirting more lotion but by then Ava was practically dreaming. Having her tits rubbed felt amazing, and while Sally closed both hands around one boob, her gaze focused on her mom's bumpy areola, Ava discreetly tweaked the other, glad they were the only ones home.

"So this is what you girls get up to when I go fishing?"

"Ryan!" shouted Ava, clasping her tits. "How long were you..."

"Daddy! You're home!" Sally scampered off of her mother and ran to hug her father.

"I am! But I'm not sure if I should go fishing more often... or less!" joked Ryan, eyeing up his clearly mortified wife.

"Sally was just helping me put on lotion!" Ava insisted, pulling her towel off the bed to shield the front of her body.

"I was giving mommy a massage!" Sally clarified, which did not make Ava look less guilty for laying naked with her daughter as they played with her tits. "She said that if I did her then she'd do me next!"

"Now, well, that's not exactly-"

Sally kept going, bouncing on her toes. "Do you want us to do you, daddy? Mommy's all done and I bet you're really tired and achy from fishing, aren't you?"

"Sure! Why not? That sounds fantastic, pumpkin! I'd love that!"

"Yay! Mommy, he said yes! Okay, all you have to do is lay down and take your clothes off and mommy and I can do the rest!"

"Sally..."

"Alrighty then!" Ryan chuckled as he approached his wife, reaching his arms around her bare back before going in for a kiss. "We are talking about a massage, correct?" chuckled Ryan. Ava slapped his chest and reasserted her innocence in all this, but Ryan loved seeing his wife flustered. He grabbed her ass and stole another kiss before chuckling some more. "Just let me get rinsed off and I'm all yours!"

Ryan stepped into the shower while Ava got herself ready. She brushed out her hair, pulled on a pair of panties, and slipped into a robe. The robe was one she often wore when she was in a good mood, something much shorter and thinner than her fluffier option which went well past her knees, and having her body rubbed down had put her in a very good mood. Sally could also tell mom's mood had changed. She had a glow about her and had been smiling ever since daddy stepped into the room, even through her embarrassment and shame. Excitement growing, Sally almost sabotaged everything as she pestered her mother and danced around naked while they both waited, but thankfully Ryan's shower was exceptionally quick. Ava had only finished with her hair when Ryan walked out of the ensuite holding a towel around his waist, still dripping wet.

"This is another great day if I do say so myself! I had a fantastic time on the lake and I come home to my two favorite, beautiful girls looking to pamper me!"

"With two beautiful girls waiting for you, you'd think you would come home a little faster!" Ava quipped.

"Hey, make this a regular thing and I might come faster than you want me to!"

Ava couldn't quite get her slap in before Ryan had an arm around her waist pulling her in for another kiss. But Sally didn't catch her dad's innuendo and rambled on trying to be helpful.

"Why don't we do that! Like a massage day! We could all take turns making each other feel good!"

Ryan and Ava shared a look but they didn't address their daughter's idea. He merely laid face down on the bed with a contented grunt while Ava stepped away to the bathroom. "Alrighty! Give me a good rub down you two! As hard as you want! Give me all you got!!"

Ava grinned slyly, unable to help herself. "Is that right? You want us to rub you good and hard?"

"Yep! That's what he said!" Sally chimed in, skipping around the bed and undermining her mother's saucy quip. "Hey, where'd the lotion go?"

Ava returned from the bathroom carrying a bottle of massage oil. "I was thinking of spoiling your father a little bit."

"Spoil me rotten!" said Ryan, his voice muffled by a pillow as he wiggled into a comfier spot in the middle of the bed, precisely where he had found Ava and Sally.

After a short back and forth, it was determined that it would be best for Sally to only oil up her father's legs while Ava would take care of the rest. But Ava didn't do much oiling to start things off, spending the first several minutes leaning over the side of the bed to make out with her husband, kissing his neck, nibbling on his ear, sharing whispers, and only incidentally rubbing his shoulders. She was more than signaling her interest but trying to be somewhat discreet while she still gave Sally some opportunity to "help".

Sally meanwhile had climbed up onto the bed and quickly basted her father's ankles and calves with the massage oil that she noted was far runnier and slippier than her mom's lotion. But with her daddy's lower legs covered she shuffled her way higher, straddling his calves and slicking between her own legs as she sat on him. She had to flip up the bottom of daddy's towel right away in order to reach his thighs and she did so readily. She lifted it high enough that she could see the bottom edge of his butt as she worked. She even crouched down for a better look, dropping her head to one side to see what she could spy between daddy's legs. She had assumed his third leg would be laying down there somewhere between his thighs, but after some considerable staring she believed she could only see his nutsack, although even that wasn't certain to her.

Ava looked down to find Sally stealing nervous peeks under the edge of Ryan's towel. Tsking to herself, she leaned down to her husband and shared, "I think your daughter is getting distracted."

"Coulda fooled me. I think she's doing a great job!"

"Well if it really wasn't clear, I wasn't actually talking about a massage mister cums-fast. So did you really want Sally to give you an afternoon back rub, or do you want to flip over so I can give you a cock rub?"

"Would it... be greedy of me to ask for both?"

"Ryan...."

"Alright, alright, I'm only teasing."

With that, Ryan promptly rolled himself in his spot, his towel shifting considerably and one of his knees meeting his little girl's slickened pussy. Sally shrieked and fell forward, her hands landing on her father's pelvis and pushing his loose towel even higher. Having jumped up onto all fours, Sally unexpectedly had a fleeting moment where her father's fully exposed and sizable testicles, along with an inch of the underside of his broad, stiff shaft, took up her entire view after she had caught herself.

Sally scrambled to cover him up, worried she would get in trouble, but she didn't want to make it obvious that she was jerking at her father's towel either. One short pull as she righted herself was all she could manage, but that still left half of his weighty balls exposed. She didn't dare do anything more than that. Sally got back up into a seated position and pretended that nothing had just happened. It had all lasted a scant few seconds at most, but she was trying her best to escape any kind of scolding. Unfortunately her mother already had full intentions of kicking her out.

"But we only just started!" whined Sally. "I can do better! Wasn't I doing good?"

"You were, sweetie," her father reassured her.

"Yes, but... I want to give daddy a special massage, one that only mommy's can give," explained Ava, trying not to allude to what was actually on her mind. "You let me finish daddy and it can be your turn next, okay?" she nodded, already shooing Sally off the bed. Sally wasn't really being given a choice.

"Okaaay."

Her head low, Sally wandered out into the hallway and closed her parents' door behind her. She was once again on the wrong side of that door, or perhaps her parents were. But one thing Sally knew she had to do, even before she could hear any questionable noises, was: