He gets to know his mother REALLY well.
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I have to tell somebody about this, and I can’t tell anybody I know, so I guess it’s gonna be you. My name is Rick, I’m 18, and I’m in my last year of high school. I live with my mom in a two bedroom apartment on the outskirts of downtown Chicago. Mom cuts hair and does facials and waxing for a living.
Every morning at 6:00 AM sharp she comes into my room with a cup of coffee and wakes me up for school. She always puts the coffee on my nightstand and then sits down on the side of the bed. “Hey Big Guy, up and at ’em. Time to rise and shine!” Same time, same routine every morning.
“Hey Mom.” I roll around under the covers while she shakes my shoulders, pats my butt and kisses my neck. “A few more minutes?” Same thing, every morning.
“Sure,” she says. “You can get to school late. What college is going to care if you don’t get to class on time?”
“Crap.” I yawn, roll out of bed in my boxer shorts, grab the coffee, and head for the bathroom. Same thing, every morning.
So one night a few weeks ago, Mom went to a PTA meeting. As soon as she left, I called up my girlfriend Cindy and asked her to come over. We smoked a little weed and drank a little beer in the backyard, and then made out for a while in my room. It got late, my girlfriend left, and I fell asleep.
Next thing I knew: “Hey Big Guy, up and at ’em!”
“Arrgh.” I was a little hung over.
“C’mon, Rick, get up.” She put one hand on my shoulder and the other hand on my butt, and started rocking me back and forth.
“OK, I’m up, I’m up!” Mom stepped back as I pulled away the covers and stood up. I heard her gasp, and I looked at her. She was staring at my crotch. I looked down. Shit! After Cindy left I had fallen asleep in the nude. Now I was standing right in front of my mom with a serious morning hard-on: all 8 inches was pointing proudly right at her. As I stood frozen there for a moment, her eyes never wavered from my dick.
“Shit, Mom, I’m sorry!” I said as I climbed back into bed and pulled the sheet over me.
“What?” Mom hadn’t moved. She seemed to be in some kind of trance.
“I forgot I was naked.”
“Oh. That.” She finally came out of it, and sat down on the bed. She put her hand on my stomach dangerously close to my still rock-hard cock, I thought. “Honey, I’ve seen everything there is to see on you… although, not for a while, I admit. You’ve… um, been developing nicely, I see. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Jeez, Mom, I’m embarrassed that I was standing in front of you with a hard-on.”
“Honey, that’s perfectly normal, especially in a young man your age. I’m your mom and I love you, and nothing you do can embarrass me, Sweetie.” She gave me a little hug and stood up. “Now, get up and get into the shower.” She stood back from the bed and waited.
Feeling sheepish, I pulled back the sheet and rolled out of bed. As I stood up, I saw Mom’s eyes move downwards towards my erection again. Before I could walk to the bathroom Mom stepped towards me, put her arms around me, and gave me a big hug. As I hugged her back, I felt my cock pressing through her nightgown and against her leg. “I love you, Rick,” she said.
“Me too, Mom.”
She let go of me, and I grabbed the coffee cup off the nightstand and walked out the door, feeling my mom’s eyes on my ass as I left. As usual I jacked off in the shower, but this time as I did it I was thinking about how my mom’s eyes had been glued to my erect cock. When I came, the force of it almost made me fall over. Hmm, I thought, I’m going to have to try this again.
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The next morning when Mom came in, I was naked again. I got up and grabbed the coffee cup. “Sleeping in the nude now, are we?” she said.
“Yeah, I sort of like it,” I said.
“Me, too,” she said. I looked at her. She was staring at my hard-on again. Her eyes quickly moved up to mine, and her face reddened. “I mean… What I meant was, I sleep in the nude, too.”
I looked at her nightgown.
“Of course, I throw something on before I make the coffee and wake you up.”
“Why, Mom? Are you embarrassed to be naked around me? I thought you said there was nothing to be embarrassed about.” I sipped at my coffee.
“Umm… no Sweetie, of course not, but… well, I’m your mother.” As she said this, her eyes couldn’t help straying down to my crotch again. I’ve never been the exhibitionist type, but I was starting to enjoy being naked around my mom. It gave me kind of a thrill that she liked looking at my dick.
“OK, Mom,” I said. I gave her a hug, once again feeling my erection pressing into her. She hugged me back and gave my naked ass a little pat, which turned into sort of a caress. Then I walked off to take my shower, once again imagining that I could feel her eyes on my naked body as I moved.
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The next morning when Mom came in to wake me up, she was naked, too. I got out of bed and stood up, and we looked at each other. My mouth hung open. My mom was a knockout! Long, toned legs. Slim waist. Beautiful full, firm breasts. Her nipples were erect. My first thought was, “She’s cold,” but then I detected the faint scent of her sex in the air. My mom was aroused.
As we continued to stare at each other, my penis, which had been soft and hanging down against my legs, now began to harden. My mom watched as it slowly thickened and hardened to its full 8 inches and pointed directly up at her.
“Is this OK, Rick?” she said. Shyly, as if she were afraid that I’d be shocked, or that I wouldn’t approve of her body. “I enjoy being naked, and after our, umm, our talk yesterday morning, I decided that it was silly for me to hide my body from my own son.”
“Sure, Mom, of course it’s OK. My God, you’re beautiful! I had no idea. You could be a model.”
She blushed, then did a little pirouette that let me see her gorgeous, tight little ass. When she had turned all the way back around, I realized for the first time that her vulva was totally hairless either shaved or waxed. Also, although she was tanned, there were no tan lines anywhere on her body. Her flawless tits and ass were uniformly browned like the rest of her.
“Thanks, Sweetie. I try to stay in shape.”
“It’s working, Mom. You’re hot! Can I ask you a question? How do you get an all-over tan? Do you use a tanning bed?” I was hoping to keep the conversation going as long as possible, afraid that I’d never get another chance to see my beautiful mother’s naked body.
“No,” she said. “Sometimes when you’re at school, I lie out in the backyard and get some sun.”
I drooled at the thought of my sexy mom lying naked by the pool. “Really?” I said. “What about the neighbors?”
“They can’t see anything over the fence, Sweetie. You should try it sometime. It’s good for the soul.”
“Maybe I will, Mom.”
Although she was talking to me, she was staring at my dick. I looked down. I was so excited that my erection was actually pointing up at a 45 degree angle, rather than just jutting straight out in front of me. Every time my heart beat, my dick would bounce up and down a little. It felt harder than it had ever been before. As we watched, a little drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip and slowly dripped towards the floor, trailing a long thin line behind. When I looked back up at my mom, she was licking her lips involuntarily.
“Can I ask you another question, Mom? I see that you don’t have any hair… down there. Do you shave it?”
She tore her gaze from my hard-on and looked up at me. “Oh, no, Sweetie. A friend of mine at work waxes me, and I wax her.”
“Why do you do it?” I said.
“Oh, well, it just makes me feel really clean and sexy. And it makes… umm, well, some things, umm, more fun to do.” As she said this, her hand moved down and unconsciously rubbed her mons. I thought I would cum right then, and a little gasp escaped my lips. She realized what she was doing, quickly removed her hand, and blushed again. The smell of her sex was stronger in the air now.
“I get it, Mom.” I looked down at my own hairy balls and dick. “Maybe I should get waxed, too. Could you or your friend do that for me?” Not that I wanted to get my ball hair pulled out, but I was excited by the thought of my mom actually touching me down there.
“Well… I’ll think about it. For now, you’d better hit the shower, Sweetie.”
“OK, Mom,” I said. I stepped over to her and hugged her. I’m just a little taller than she is, and when we came together my erection pressed up against her bare vulva. I felt my pre-cum against her skin. She gave a little shiver, then hugged me back. When her hand moved to pat my ass, I moved my own hand down and rubbed her ass, too. She shivered again, then gently pushed me away.
I grabbed the coffee cup and walked toward the bathroom, my hard-on leading the way.