Getting Mom Naked ! ! !
Getting Mom naked ! ! !
One day when I was 18, I was came back from 6th Form at school day and turned into the driveway where mom's car was normally parked and noticed that it was missing as mom would always stupefy me and dad back from school and work.
Presuming that she was either shopping or round her Friend, I let myself in and made a cup of tea to refresh myself while I got ready to call for a Bath. Unknown to me at the metre, mom was still making her way back household from body of work after being stuck on the motorway for the best division of an hour due to an fortuity right in the contra-flow of the repeated roadworks that blight United Kingdom's M-6 motorway.
As always, the fastball was on timer giving me my usual tank full-of-the-moon of hot water before dad got back and wanted his share. After finishing my drink, I took off my shoes then trundled upstairs into my bedchamber and took off all my wearing apparel, and then walked into the bathroom carrying my dirty linen which I then put into the airstream basket, locked the door and started to fulfill the bath with hot water. It didn't take long for the bath to fill up and despite the water slightly burning me, I got in and lied down for a soak.
After a mates of minute, I heard mom's car drum onto the driveway and block, the drivers door slamming shut, followed by mom fidgeting with the keys in the front threshold, then the door slamming shut and the sound of mom running upstairs, along the landing towards the john doorway.
Little did I know, but because she'd been stuck on the superhighway, she was fit to bristle and desperate for the toilet, and this chance would give me the hazard to do what most teenage male child would could only stargaze of, not only seeing a naked woman in the flesh, but that woman being my own mom as well.
Before I carry on, let me tell you a bit about myself and my family. My name is James Maitland Stewart or Stu to my acquaintance and family and at the time I lived in the Great Barr area of Pittsburgh of the South. Dad was a storage warehouse PI in Aldridge and mom worked as persona clip receptionist at a clinic in Bedworth.
My mom's name is Claire with a height of 5'9'’, and at the time of the incident was 35 years old with shoulder length raven hair and a curvaceous size 14 wearing apparel sizing with a distich of impertinent C cup knocker. I know this because I've done what most teen boy have done and rummaged through mom's underwear.
Despite the family living in finis proximity to one another in a 3 bedroom business firm, We never saw each other naked, although I wished I had with mom. Many of my friend had told each other how they had managed to endanger themselves to their mom's which gave them, the most erotic sense impression possible. The key was to have the catgut to do it, and I'd never had it in me. The closest thing I had to see mom naked was on holiday in the Med, or in the back garden when mom used to sunbathe in her 2 piece bikini's showing off her figure.
When she sunbathed at house, she used a sun lounger, right below my windowpane. I spent many an hour staring at mom from above, leering at mom's body, wondering what she looked like naked, until I couldn't take it no more to the period I then had to masturbate to relieve the stress. Luckily for me, that was about to alter as I will now explain.
Thump ! ! ! ! !, went the door as mom banged against it expecting it to be unlocked then desperately test turn the handle to no help.
"Who's in there ?, is that you Stu ?"mom asked, jigging up and down on the patch, her motility making thudding sounds on the carpet outside the door, her mettle sinking knowing that the only toilet in the theater was engaged
"Yes !. .. why ?"I asked, not knowing the intellect why mom was making a fuss.
"Oh. .. shit !"mom groaned,"How long are you going to be ? I need the toilet !. .. . I'm pissing myself"she continued, stress sounding in her voice.
overthrow that my tub was being disrupted and not wanting to open the threshold as mom had never seen me naked since I was 5, especially now that I had reached puberty I said.
"You'll have to wait !. .. I've only just got in !"
"Mmmmm !. .. . Mmmmm !. .. .Mmmmm !"came from behind the door while all the time the calm thudding continued as mom hopped up and down trying somehow to take over her discomfort.
"come on Stu ! ,. .. let me in ! ,. .. I've seen it all before !. .. I bathed you plenty sentence when you were a kid !"mom said, whilst still groaning.
A few s later, the threshold shuddered again and the handle rattled as mom relentlessly tried to get me to let her into the bathroom.
It was then I had a thought, a thought so horrific I couldn't believe it myself. Here was mom in a right on pickle, desperate for the can and here's me with an chance to get or coerce mom, if you want to call it that, to be completely naked in figurehead of me, not only that but I would hold the chance to expose myself to mom as well. It seemed so off the wall that I doubted it would play.
My heart then pounded as I put the plan into study. There was More noise and rattling of the door followed by mom pleading.
"Bloody hell Stu ,. .. for God's sake let me in ! ! ! ”.
I then executed the architectural plan, doubt was, would mom buy it ?
"Jesus Deliverer ! ! !"I said, making out I was upset.
I then got out of the bath, the sound of urine dripping off me echoing around the bathroom. Walking over to the door, I could hear mom's groaning and hopping Sir Thomas More loudly. Upon getting to the room access, I put my weight unit behind it and then unlocked the door, then opened it slightly ajar, just enough so I could get my head around and attend at mom who was half bent, hopping up and down with both of her manus between her thighs on her crotch.
Mom sensing that embossment was at last at hand rushed towards the assailable doorway, but unfortunately it was not to be, as I refused to spread it any more.
"Move then ! ! !"mom ordered as she thought that I was being half soaked with my attitude.
Then I made the free rein, bosom beating 10 to the dozen.
"You get ungarmented then !"I said, not believing that I actually said it.
"W. . W. .. What, what do you stand for ?"mom stumbled to answer, shocked that I just asked her to take her clothes off.
"You just told me I've got goose egg to be embarrassed about being naked in front of you, so why don't you recitation what you preach. ?"I replied.
Mom still half bent then said.."Don't be so fucking rude and spread out the door, you're my son, I'm not getting undressed in front line of you."mom said then carried on."Besides you're too young to see a grown woman naked ,. .. they'll be heap of time for that when you get sure-enough and start courting and get married."
I replied back.
"Oh !. .. so it's ok for you to see your own son naked and see me get embarrassed about, it but not when it comes to you."
I then shut the door and said."You'll have to wait then,"while I stood behind the doorway to see if mom would do it.
Mom groaned again from behind the door..
"Aaaagggghhhh !. .. . aaaagggghhhh !. .. I'm pissing myself !. .. ok !. . ok ! open the room access !"
I opened the door ajar again and put my head word around to see if mom was indeed stripping off, and she was. There she was on the landing place, less than 3 feet away from me, franticly trying to get her clothes of, groaning even more intense due to how her bodily bowel movement were affecting her bladder.
A few moments later, my programme had worked and my secret dream had come true, mom was naked in movement of me, despite desperately trying to cover herself up from my eyes by putting one of her arms over her breast. She then rushed towards the door, her hand across her private parts and forced it open wider, nearly causing it to peck against me, and headed towards the toilet. As she did she moved her arm from across her tit and pointed a finger's breadth at me and said.
"You're a bastard !. .. you know that ?"
I then walked back over to the bathroom, turned around and sat on the edge with my helping hand down at my sides and opened my second joint slightly so as to hand mom an continuous view of how her son was turning into a man. My friends were the right way, exposing myself to mom was giving me unbelievable whizz, especially how vulnerable I felt.
As mom urinated into the toilet, I looked at mom's naked eubstance as she looked straightaway ahead, still cross that I'd made her expose herself to me. I took in the horizon of mom's breasts, they were glorious. Her nipples stuck out a couple of inch due to the temperature change from taking her dress off which accentuated her areoles which were around 2 inches across each, all the time my cock getting erect from the view mom was giving me.
Mom wasn't ignorant as to what I was doing and sternly turned her caput towards me and said.
"You do bonk that it's bad manners to stare like that don't you ?"which caused me to start blushing. She then shook her principal a few times, right to left indicating her displeasure of me. She then opened her thighs across-the-board undefended giving me an unblocked view of between her legs then said.
"Go on then !. .. . you might as well, that's what you've been after ,. .. have a unspoilt look while I'm here ,. .. you won't get another luck !"
I did what mom asked and stood up off the face of the bath, my intemperately on fully exposed to mom so it would allow for me to expect down between her leg then ogled to my heart's content. Mom had a wonderful pubic trilateral, not very thickly haired mind you, you could see her skin showing from underneath.
Then my eyes went further down, ignoring the passing of water emerging from mom's urinating and took a big spirit at mom's butt and her lips. Mom's rear was dainty and tight, her lips didn't protrude very much which surprised me, but that's what happens when the only fannies you've seen are from erotica magazines.
Then it was all over, mom had finished, she got off the bottom, wiped herself with some crapper roll then stood upright and without saying a word walked back out of the bathroom leaving me there to finish my bath. The wholly episode of me and mom exposing ourselves to one another didn't take more than a mates of min, but it was the proficient couple of minutes of my life history up yo then.
Ok, so I'd upset mom and I'd be made to pay for it over the next few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. but I didn't give a hoot, especially as I would now have the best orgasms ever fantasizing over mom's consistence while I masturbated.
THE END