It was well past noon and I was still lying in bed with my T-shirt up above my breasts and my panties down around my ankles. After my mom caught me furiously pumping my finger in and out of my tight young pussy, I was too embarrassed to get up and face her. Then I heard the front door open and close. Assuming that my mother left our mobile home to run an errand, I finally dragged myself out of bed.
I kicked off my panties and pulled my short T-shirt down. When I looked in the mirror, I saw that half of my light brown pussy hair was showing in front and I could feel that half of my smooth firm butt was hanging out in back. I could also see my pert pink nipples poking out in front of the pale blue T-shirt, but I was home alone so I really didn't care.
I headed for the kitchen to make myself something to eat, but when I passed by the living room window, I saw a disturbing sight. My mom didn't actually go anywhere. She merely ventured out to retrieve the mail. The disturbing part was that my mom was still wearing her nightgown and she wasn't wearing anything underneath it!
Even though the nightgown went down to her knees, it was still very revealing because it was made of a pink see-through material. It also had spaghetti straps and a deep V-neck that showed plenty of cleavage. My mother's round rosy nipples were visible through the thin fabric and her light brown bush was prominently displayed through the veil thin material below.
As I watched my mother prancing around half naked in broad daylight, I asked myself, "Why is she checking the mail? There's no mail on Sunday!"
Then I saw Mr. Grover approaching from across the street and I wanted to yell out, "Quick mom, turn around. Mr. Grover is coming and he'll see you in your nightgown."
Unfortunately, Mr. Grover said hello to my mother before could I even open the door. At first I thought my mom was embarrassed, but as it turned out my exhibitionist mother didn't seem to care at all. She apologized to Mr. Grover for the way she was dressed, but her nervous smile didn't fool me.
While my mom apologized to Mr. Grover, she emphasized what she was apologizing for. She pointed out how her nipples showed through the top of her flimsy nightgown and she drew attention to the way her hairy triangle was visible beneath the sheer material. My mom even demonstrated how easily the spaghetti straps can fall down, and then she bent over and shook her top, nearly exposing her bare breasts to the man in the process.
I was certain that my mother was actually enjoying the way Mr. Grover was shamelessly gawking at her. While Mr. Grover sipped from his can of beer and exchanged small talk with my mom, he frequently glanced down at my mom's full firm breasts and neatly trimmed bush, which were easy see as the sunlight shined through my mother's practically transparent gown.
Due to an unexpected teenaged pregnancy, my mom is very young for having an eighteen year old daughter. I've always felt that my mother is beautiful and she has a great body. Many people have even commented that my thirty-four year old mom actually looks more like a sister to me than a mother. I guess that's why she loves to flaunt it.
When Mrs. Grover saw her husband talking to my mother, she came out to join them by the mailbox. Mrs. Grover was carrying a couple of beers and she was wearing a short white T-shirt with "Bad Girl" written across the front of it. From the way her medium-sized breasts bounced around as she crossed the street, it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Mrs. Grover handed my mother a beer so it appeared that they were going to stand outside and party for a while.
Mr. Grover is in his mid-forties, but his wife, Gloria, is only thirty years old. She's a hair stylist and they've only been married for a few months. I didn't know much about her, but I quickly discovered that the stunning brunette shared my mom's zest for exhibitionism.
It was obvious that Mrs. Grover wanted to compete with my mother for Mr. Grover's attention because Mrs. Grover's small T-shirt stopped right at the bottom of her pleasure place. I was curious as to whether or not she was wearing anything underneath it. I figured the shirt was riding too high on her thighs for shorts, so the question was whether she was wearing panties or going commando in public.
Soon a car went by and blew Mrs. Grover's short T-shirt up, exposing a pair of black G-string style panties to the occupant of the car. I would have expected Mrs. Grover to feel embarrassed and quickly push her T-shirt down. However, when the driver beeped his horn, both Mrs. Grover and my mother shamelessly waved to the man.
First I looked at Mrs. Grover, who was standing outside drinking a beer and clad in only a small white T-shirt with a black G-string. Then I looked at my mother, who was also drinking a beer, and she was dressed in a see-through nightgown with nothing on underneath it. Since I have such a fear of showing my body in public, it was hard for me to watch the two women standing on the side of the street wearing practically nothing at all.
Watching the two women became simply unbearable when I saw Mrs. Grover lift her T-shirt and begin talking about how tiny her panties were. It appeared that Mrs. Grover was explaining to my mother how she had to trim her pussy hair very short in order to wear the skimpy G-string. Then, to emphasize her point, Mrs. Grover boldly pulled her panties all the way down to her knees. She wanted to show my mom how she had just finished shaving her pussy so nice and clean. Mrs. Grover even asked my mother to feel how smooth it was.
When my mom accepted and reached down to put her hand between Mrs. Grover's legs, I said to myself, "That's all I can take. These women give trailer park girls a bad name!"
I went into the kitchen and ate a bowl of cereal. When I was finished, I put my bowl in the dishwasher and headed for my bedroom to get dressed. Then I heard a car door slam and I couldn't help peeking outside to see what was going on. When I cracked open the front door, I saw Doctor Hefferton's car in the driveway. What I didn't see was my mom right there on the doorstep. She quickly grabbed my wrists and pulled me outside.
My mom excitedly said, "We're going over to the Grover's house right now. Gloria is going to style her sister's hair, so she offered to cut and style our hair, too...for free!"
As the door to our trailer closed behind me, I yelped, "I can't go over there. I don't have any pants on. I don't even have any panties on!"
My mom responded, "That's okay. It's just Mr. Grover and Doctor Hefferton, and they've already seen you naked."
As my mom dragged me into the street, I attempted to explain that displaying my body to the men was not okay with me. Unfortunately, I couldn't put up much of a fight because I was too busy trying to pull my shirt down and cover my pussy. Then I spied those neighborhood boys riding their bikes down the street. I figured it was better to be half naked in Mrs. Grover's trailer than to be half naked in front of the boys. We hurried into the Grover's mobile home, but I soon learned that when I'm in public with Doctor Hefferton, hiding my nude body is not an option!
Amy and the Doctor - Part 11 by Mindy Sparks
When my mother and I arrived at the Grover's mobile home, Mrs. Grover graciously greeted us at the door and ushered us into the kitchen. Mr. Grover and Doctor Hefferton were seated at the kitchen table and as I entered the room, their eyes became glued to my short T-shirt. Since I was naked underneath the shirt, I held it down in an attempt to hide my light brown bush from the men. I took a seat at the table with the men, but my hands were in my lap as I continued tugging on my short T-shirt.
Doctor Hefferton pointed to my hands and asked, "What are you trying to hide down there, Amy?"
I began to blush and Mr. Grover added, "You don't have to be embarrassed around us. After all, we've already seen you naked."
That statement made my face turn crimson red, but I was really mortified when Mrs. Grover said, "I heard you had quite a day yesterday. You were naked in a convenience store and naked in a crowded parking lot. Then you went for a nude car ride and ended up in front of your own trailer without any clothes on. That would have been too much nudity for me...and I'm a girl that likes showing off! Since you're terrified of being naked in public, it must have been pretty horrific for you."
I said, "It was extremely horrific!"
Doctor Hefferton commented, "And I heard you had another one of your naked-in-pubic nightmares, too."
I started to say, "Yeah...no thanks to you," but my mom jumped in and said, "Yes she did and this time she ended up masturbating until she gave herself an orgasm. It was so cute watching Amy push her finger in and out of her little pussy. Her T-shirt was up over her breasts and her panties were down around her ankles, and she was just going to town on that little beaver of hers. Amy was even pulling on her nipples while she masturbated."
Mrs. Grover said, "Oh Amy, it sounds like you were just adorable! I wish I could have been there to see it."
The expressions on the men's faces showed that they wished they could have seen it, too, which really embarrassed me.
Feeling humiliated, I covered my face and mumbled, "Can't I have any secrets?"
Mr. Grover laughed and answered, "Not when you're naked in public!"
Sensing my discomfort, Mrs. Grover diverted, "Well, enough about Amy. We should get started on your hair, Debra."
My mom said, "Okay," and then she stepped in front of the kitchen sink.
Mrs. Grover asked, "Do you need another beer Doctor Hefferton?"
Doctor Hefferton replied, "Yes I could use one, and please call me Bob."
Mrs. Grover opened the refrigerator and bent over to grab a beer from the bottom shelf. When she bent over, her short T-shirt rode up and the men could see that fabulous toned ass of hers. Mrs. Grover was still wearing her G-string, but the string got swallowed up inside her butt crack so it appeared as if she wasn't wearing any panties at all. I couldn't believe that Mrs. Grover had just met Doctor Hefferton a few minutes ago and she was already displaying her nearly naked ass to him!
My mom was leaning over the kitchen sink and Mrs. Grover bent over to wash my mom's hair. It was easy to see my mom's bare butt through the super sheer material of her nightgown, and once again Mrs. Grover's nearly naked ass was showing, too. Everyone appeared to loosen up as the beer continued to flow and Doctor Hefferton began comparing the women's butts.
That prompted Mr. Grover to declare, "My wife has the best butt in the trailer park," and then he hooked his finger around his wife's G-string and pulled it down.
Mrs. Grover yelled, "Dennis! Stop that," and then she bent down to pull her panties up.
