A little history first, I guess. My name is Tia. I am currently 19 years of age and my Mother is 37. I am 5 ft. 8 in. tall, with shoulder length brown hair, and blue eyes. I weight about 115 lbs., nice ass and 36C rack. My mother raised me alone since I was seven; she seemed to be always on the go and usually took me with her. She was and still is a schoolteacher, which worked out good for both of us, because she didn't have to worry a babysitter for me when there was no school because she was usually off too.
My Mom still looks great and is in great shape. Always exercising by going to the gym, bike riding, or jogging. I still go with her most of the time. She use to wear her spandex exercise shorts almost everywhere. I saw many men turn and look at her ass when she passed them, although I didn't know why then. I now know why she smiled when it happen a lot back then. She loved it when a strange man would stop and admire her ass. Like I now love it when a man turns to look at my ass, that's why I always try to wear something that makes my ass look good.
My mother never wore any underwear of any type under those tight shorts. She told me she didn't like the looks of panty lines under those tight shorts. I wanted to be just like Mom back then so I also started going pantyless a lot. The only time my Mom seemed to wear any type underwear was when she went to school, so that was about the only time I wore them. So during summer break Mom and I rarely opened our bra and panties drawers. My mother never chastised me about my lack of undergarments. After supper Mom and I took our baths and usually spent the rest of the night in just T-shirts, unless we had visitors. I started sleeping nude like she did and found it very comfortable.
We lived about 5 minutes from the beach, a few miles north of Fort Myers, Fla. We went to the beach a lot. Mom has always worn the tiniest bikinis she could find. She let me run around topless until I started to develop breast. I wore my first string bikini when I was 12, I pestered Mom until she got me one. We couldn't fine one to buy that fit me right, so she made us matching suits. They were made of red bandanas [cut into small triangles] and white shoelaces. They were really T-backs and tied on both sides at the hips. I think I was the only 12-year-old girl on that beach wearing a g-string bikini.
This 'who cares' attitude went on for a few years. I thought nothing of just throwing on just a dress and going out in public. Until one day I was at the store with Mom. I was wearing a short blue sundress and bent over to pick up my mother's checkbook she had dropped. I heard a crash and looked behind me. A stock boy had dropped a case of cans he had been putting on the shelf behind us. Mom looked at him and then me still bent over and told me to quickly stand up straight. She said we had to talk about this later. While she continued to checkout, I got to thinking. That the stock boy was the first male I knew of that ever looked up my dress in a public place. Then I got this tingly feeling between my legs. That was my first flash in public, even if it was accidental.
I said it was the first time in a public place. Many people have seen me naked. I remember my Dad taking Mom and me to a nudist resort a few times. Mom said I was about 3 the first time they took me and we went about a dozen times a year. Mom and I still go once in a while, it feels so good to walk in the sun naked. I guess that's why I so comfortable wearing very little in public. I've never thought of it as a sexy thing until recently. I've seen hundreds of naked men but don't ever remember seeing a male erection until I was eighteen. I started shaving my bush off soon after it began to grow, to be just like Mom. I don't remember ever seeing her bush.
We had that talk and all she told me was that since I wasn't a little girl anymore, I needed to be very careful of how I bent over in public places. She told me that some people didn't like the sight of bare bottoms in public and might even call the police. I did become careful and don't think any guy seen my bare ass again until the night of my eighteenth birthday. I turned eighteen four months before I graduated.
I had about a twenty people over at my house to celebrate my birthday. It happened to be a Saturday night so we could stay up late and not have to worry about school the next day. There were 9 guys and 11 girls there, and my Mom, but she stayed in her bedroom watching TV most of the night. We were all acting crazy, singing and dancing, you know the normal teenage stuff. We even played spin-the-bottle for a while, and then we played Truth-or-Dare.
One of the truth or dare questions was, "Would you ever pull up the back of your dress and purposely show someone you panties?"
I don't know how it happened but all of us girls were wearing short skirts or dresses that night. All the girls said "Yes" except me, I said "No." Then I was asked, "Why Not? And to tell the truth."
I smiled and said it was because I wasn't wearing any. I heard, " 'Yea, right!' ' Sure!' ' I said to tell the truth', and 'PROVE IT!' then a couple more 'Yea, Prove it!'" Then a single, "I DARE YOU, PROVE IT!"
I looked around and thought why not, this could be fun. I stood, turned around and lifted the back of my skirt. I heard air being sucked in and a couple OH! MY! I dropped the skirt and turned around sat back down and said it was now my turn. I then dared them all to show their panties.
They all did but a couple of them were reluctant. I then dared them to go to the bathroom and remove their panties and come back out here and show them to us. I was surprised when they all did it. Jenni was the first to do it, she told me she had worn a couple long dress without panties before but never a short dress like now and she was finding it kind of exciting. She said she could feel her pussy getting wet. I was surprised by her comment; I guess I was a bit naΓ―ve, because I wasn't expecting a sexual turn of events.
I then noticed all the boys had larger than normal bulges in their pants. That's when I noticed a tingle in my pussy. I stepped in the kitchen to get some soft drinks and while I was in there, I checked myself. Yep! I was getting wet. I went back to the group and said I had a wild idea. All the girls were to toss their panties on the coffee table and for the boys to come up with a few bucks. The last girl to put her panties back on tonight got the cash.
The guys came up with about fifty bucks, but they got their money back because none of the girls put their panties back on that night. They all ended up in their purses when they went home.