Getting Mom naked ! ! !

One day when I was 18, I was came back from 6th grade at school and turned into the driveway where mom's car was normally parked and noticed that it was missing as mom would always beat me and dad back from school and work.

Presuming that she was either shopping or round her admirer, I let myself in and made a cup of tea to refresh myself while I got ready to take a bathing tub. Unknown to me at the time, mom was still making her way back house from body of work after being stuck on the motorway for the skilful part of an hour due to an fortuity right wing in the contra-flow of the recurrent roadworks that blight Britain's M-6 motorway.

As always, the fastball was on timekeeper giving me my usual tank full of hot weewee before dad got back and wanted his parcel. After finishing my swallow, I took off my brake shoe then trundled upstairs into my bedchamber and took off all my clothes, and then walked into the bathroom carrying my dirty linen which I then put into the wash basketful, locked the door and started to make full 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 couple of minutes, I heard mom's car barrelful onto the drive and plosive, the driver door slamming shut, followed by mom fidgeting with the key fruit in the front door, then the door slamming shut and the sound of mom running upstairs, along the landing towards the bathroom threshold.

Little did I know, but because she'd been stuck on the motorway, she was fit to burst and desperate for the toilet, and this opportunity would give me the probability to do what virtually teenage boys would could only dream of, not only seeing a naked char in the material body, but that woman being my own mom as well.

Before I carry on, let me tell you a bit about myself and my kinfolk. My name is Dugald Stewart or Stu to my friends and family and at the prison term I lived in the Great Barr area of Birmingham. Dad was a warehouse operative in Aldridge and mom worked as section metre receptionist at a clinic in Bedworth.

My mom's name is Claire with a pinnacle of 5'9'’, and at the meter of the incident was 35 years old with shoulder length raven hair and a voluptuous sizing 14 dress sizing with a twosome of pert C cup breasts. I know this because I've done what most teenage boys have done and rummaged through mom's underwear.

Despite the family living in shut proximity to one another in a 3 bedroom house, We never saw each early naked, although I wished I had with mom. Many of my acquaintance had told each other how they had managed to expose themselves to their mom's which gave them, the most erotic sensations possible. The key was to suffer the backbone to do it, and I'd never had it in me. The closest thing I had to see mom naked was on vacation in the Med, or in the indorse garden when mom used to sunbathe in her 2 piece bikini's showing off her fig.

When she sunbathed at menage, she used a sun lounger, right below my windowpane. I spent many an hr staring at mom from above, leering at mom's organic structure, wondering what she looked like naked, until I couldn't take it no more to the point I then had to masturbate to save the stress. Luckily for me, that was about to vary as I will now explain.

Thump ! ! ! ! !, went the door as mom banged against it expecting it to be unbarred then desperately strain turn the handle to no avail.

"Who's in there ?, is that you Stu ?"mom asked, jigging up and down on the spot, her motions making thudding sound on the carpet outside the room access, her essence sinking knowing that the entirely toilet in the sign was engaged

"Yes !. .. why ?"I asked, not knowing the understanding why mom was making a fuss.

"Oh. .. jack !"mom groaned,"How long are you going to be ? I need the toilet !. .. . I'm pissing myself"she continued, tenseness sounding in her voice.

Upset that my bath 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 look !. .. I've only just got in !"

"Mmmmm !. .. . Mmmmm !. .. .Mmmmm !"came from behind the door while all the time the steady thudding continued as mom hopped up and down trying somehow to take over her discomfort.

"semen on Stu ! ,. .. let me in ! ,. .. I've seen it all before !. .. I bathed you enough times when you were a kid !"mom said, whilst still groaning.

A few secondment later, the threshold shuddered again and the hold rattled as mom relentlessly tried to get me to let her into the bathroom.

It was then I had a thought, a thought so outrageous I couldn't believe it myself. Here was mom in a rightfulness pickle, desperate for the pot and here's me with an opportunity to get or coerce mom, if you want to yell it that, to be completely naked in strawman of me, not only that but I would consume the chance to uncover myself to mom as well. It seemed so off the bulwark that I doubted it would form.

My substance then pounded as I put the program into work. There was more stochasticity and rattling of the door followed by mom pleading.

"Bloody Inferno Stu ,. .. for God's sake let me in ! ! ! ”.

I then executed the programme, doubt was, would mom buy it ?

"Jesus Savior ! ! !"I said, making out I was upset.

I then got out of the Bath, the sound of H2O dripping off me echoing around the lavatory. Walking over to the threshold, I could try mom's groaning and hopping more loudly. Upon getting to the threshold, I put my system of weights behind it and then unlocked the doorway, then opened it slightly ajar, just enough so I could get my psyche around and search at mom who was half bent, hopping up and down with both of her hands between her thigh on her crotch.

Mom sensing that relief was at last at hand rushed towards the out-of-doors door, but unfortunately it was not to be, as I refused to open it any more.

"Move then ! ! !"mom ordered as she thought that I was being half soaked with my attitude.

Then I made the swordplay, heart beating 10 to the dozen.

"You get undressed then !"I said, not believing that I actually said it.

"W. . W. .. What, what do you mean ?"mom stumbled to reply, shocked that I just asked her to take her clothes off.

"You just told me I've got nothing to be embarrassed about being naked in front of you, so why don't you practice what you preach. ?"I replied.

Mom still half bent then said .."Don't be so bloody rude and open the door, you're my son, I'm not getting undressed in front of you."mom said then carried on."Besides you're too young to see a grown woman naked ,. .. they'll be plenty of time for that when you get one-time 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 threshold and said."You'll have to waitress 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 door !"

I opened the door ajar again and put my foreland around to see if mom was indeed stripping off, and she was. There she was on the landing, less than 3 base away from me, franticly trying to get her clothes of, groaning even more intense due to how her somatic movements were affecting her bladder.

A few moments later, my design had worked and my mystic dream had come true, mom was naked in straw man of me, despite desperately trying to encompass herself up from my centre by putting one of her arms over her bosom. She then rushed towards the door, her hand across her crotch and forced it heart-to-heart wider, nearly causing it to smack against me, and headed towards the toilet. As she did she moved her arm from across her white meat and pointed a digit at me and said.

"You're a bastard !. .. you know that ?"

I then walked back over to the bath, turned around and sat on the edge with my hands down at my side of meat and opened my thighs slightly so as to give mom an uninterrupted view of how her son was turning into a man. My acquaintance were right wing, exposing myself to mom was giving me unlikely sensations, especially how vulnerable I felt.

As mom urinated into the stool, I looked at mom's naked body as she looked square ahead, still cross that I'd made her expose herself to me. I took in the opinion of mom's bosom, they were magnificent. Her nipples stuck out a brace of column inch due to the temperature change from taking her dress off which accentuated her areoles which were around 2 inches across each, all the sentence 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 head towards me and said.

"You do do it that it's bad manners to stare like that don't you ?"which caused me to start blushing. She then shook her top dog a few times, right to bequeath indicating her displeasure of me. She then opened her thighs wide out-of-doors giving me an release persuasion of between her legs then said.

"Go on then !. .. . you might as well, that's what you've been after ,. .. have a commodity facial expression while I'm here ,. .. you won't get another luck !"

I did what mom asked and stood up off the side of the bath, my firmly on fully exposed to mom so it would allow me to calculate down between her stage then ogled to my substance's content. Mom had a wonderful pubic triangle, not very thickly haired mind you, you could see her clamber showing from underneath.

Then my eyes went further down, ignoring the transition of urine emerging from mom's urinating and took a big flavour at mom's fanny and her lips. Mom's seat was nice and tight, her backtalk didn't protrude very much which surprised me, but that's what happens when the only fannies you've seen are from porn magazines.

Then it was all over, mom had finished, she got off the butt, wiped herself with some bathroom gyre then stood erect and without saying a Good Book walked back out of the lav leaving me there to finish my bath. The whole episode of me and mom exposing ourselves to one another didn't take more than a couple of minutes, but it was the best twosome of minutes of my life up yo then.

Ok, so I'd turn over mom and I'd be made to pay for it over the next few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. but I didn't give a damn, especially as I would now bear the best sexual climax ever fantasizing over mom's consistency while I masturbated.

THE END