My mother Pat got divorced when I was 8 years old, I am just eighteen now. She is a petite lady with short hairs and likes to wear mostly jeans. That's what she wears to work too, she looks kind of sweet. But in my opinion if she wore her hair longer and wore skirts she looked so gorgeous that I could keep staring at her for hours. Any way I always wondered how she would look naked and I only had my imagination to my help, but I knew I had to plan something to make this happen. Now she even wouldn't undress in front of me, the farthest she went once was accidentally opened the front of her gown and I had an eye-full of her beautiful bare legs and stomach and cleavage, she was in her underwear unfortunately.
She worked hard and took good care of me, though she had to let me do quite a bit of the house work, I didn't mind and I loved her so, I wanted to touch her and feel her but all I could go for were long hugs that she allowed me so that I could press her breasts with my chests, and I fought hard to keep my palms still on her back, I held her tight though and she liked that.
We often slept in the same bed whenever she had to make up to me for something like her returning home late or something else. One such night, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw mom was laying on her side with her back towards me. Her knees were folded, and I noticed that her gown had rode up tight against the front of her knee. in fact the hem had crept up slightly high above her knee. It was an awesome sight and rest of the bottom of the gown was lying all crumpled just behind her thighs.
I knew that mother was so tired and deep in sleep from the sound of her breath. I would know that she is waking only by the changing sound of her breath. So if I could just sneak my hands through the crumpled bottom of her gown I could feel her thighs. I found the bottom hem and tugged at it slightly to see if she wakes up. She didn't. So I took my chances and slowly inched my hands inside the gown until I touched her thigh. Wow! it was warm and soft and I wanted to lick it but I had to feel her full thighs first which were still under the cover of her gown. Her breath was normal and uninterrupted. So I made long strokes on her thigh, had my whole arm inside her gown, I had to move my hands slowly so that I did not wake her up. It felt so good that I did it for some time reaching higher up every time until reached the edges of her panties. I became impatient and wanted to see her so badly, the places I was touching and feeling. I decided that I would slowly remove her cover.
I checked her breathing and it was normal. I slowly held the bottom of her gown and began to pull upwards from behind her thigh. It was warm and I think she felt more comfortable with her covers being removed. With one last jerk I pulled it all over. What a sight!!! She was wearing her white panties and her ass looked so inviting. I had to smell her pussy before anything went wrong, didn't know whether this was the last chance I had. It smelt like heaven. I planted a light kiss on her thighs, rubbed my lips on them then I went and kissed the bare portion of her smooth ass cheeks, licked them, I turned bolder and palmed one ass cheek squeezed it lightly. It felt so good.
I lightly put my finger tracing her ass crack over her panties. There was strange warmth in the crack that I could feel and I moved my finger down south, I was pressing very lightly and I was destined reached her pie when she stirred. I knew that this was the end of it and pretended that I was asleep. She woke up pulled down her gown without being suspicious and went back to sleep turning towards me and cuddling against me, I didn't have the guts to do any thing further that night except went to the toilet and jerked the hell out of me.
But I knew that I had to do more. I already mentioned that she didn't wear skirts except only when it was too warm and she was at home. I guess that she was not used to wearing skirts because whenever she did that at home, it was a treat for me. They were just above knee length and when she sat at the dining table she would not put her legs together forgetting the fact that she was wearing a skirt now. I would position myself at the sofa straight in front of her and treat myself with a gorgeous view of her thighs and white panties. She always wore white panties. Again all I could do was jerk myself off after all this and had to jerk 10-12 times the whole day she was wearing the skirt.
Then the lucky day came for me, unlucky for mom. She broke both her wrists falling from the stairs while coming back from work. She had to cast both her wrist and she had to take leave from work until she got better.
I was the only one she could depend on. And I was very glad to take care of her. I worshipped her. But in the midst of all this I had forgotten what I was about to get. I took her back home from the hospital in cab. Went inside our home and she needed to wash and change. She said " Jeff you need to help me get out of my clothes and wash me, I am sorry to put you in all this but I guess things are going to be this way till the time I am healed up". Now it dawned upon me that my dream was about to come true and I was going to see my mom naked. I was so excited but I never showed any expression, so mom thought I was okay with it. I said "sure mom, I know you wont be able to do anything by yourself for a while now. "Here let me.... What do u want me to do?"
Mom pointed to the front of her shirt "can u unbutton my shirt first?"
I started unbuttoning her shirt. As usual she was wearing her blue jeans. She was trying not to stare at me, as she was feeling a bit uncomfortable. I opened her shirt and slid them out through her arms staring at her bra cover firm breasts and whatever little cleavage it showed.
Mom: "Okay now my jeans. God Jeff you don't mind do you, I feel so embarrassed.."
Jeff: " Mom don't be I am your son, and I am cool, u shouldn't be embarrassed"
Mom: " Please keep all this to yourself Jeff, will u?"
Jeff: "Mom there is nothing to hide, u are injured and I have to help u out"
Mom: I am glad u feel that way. Now can you unzip and pull my jeans down.."
I unzipped her jeans and yanked it down, I saw her close her eyes. I tried not to be shaky at all and I guess I succeeded cause now the best part was about to come. She walked to the bathroom called me as I put her clothes in her closet.
She held a towel in front of her with her cast hands and turned her back towards me.
Mom: "Can you unhook my bra and pull it out for me?"
I was disappointed anyway I had my eye-full of her rear and I was already hard, need to jerk myself off badly. I unhooked her bra was about to pull it out.
Mom: "slowly"
I could feel the weight of her breasts being release from the bra as I pulled it out from under the towel she held in front. At least I was going to see her bare ass. I moved down and inserted my fingers under the side of her panties and pulled them down. This time I was slow as I wanted to stay as long as possible and my face was just in front of her ass as I went down with her panties and looked up for the moment she would lift her leg to step out. She did so and I had the glimpse of the slit she was trying to hide. What a sight, twice, she had to lift her other leg too.
Mom: " Just turn the water on and check the temperature"
I did so.
Mom: "Wait outside and I will call you, when I am done." as she stepped into the tub in the shower.
I went out closing the door behind me I didn't want mom to get suspicious of me and made all efforts to that end.
I went to my bathroom and jerked off. I was waiting for the moment to dry her off.
Mom called me after sometime, but alas she had the towel wrapped around her held at the armpits, somehow she had managed. She asked me to dry her off with the wrapped towel held as it is. I did so feeling her body as much as I could and couldn't spend much time at her breasts or between her thighs.
Then she came out of the bathroom and asked me to bring her underwear from her dresser. I did and she held her towel. I held the panties on the floor where she stepped in them and I pulled them up my hand going inside the towel covered treasure but I couldn't even see a thing. Next was bra. She turned her back to me again.
Mom: "Okay I have to drop the towel, don't peak" She dropped it and covered her breasts with her arm, extended one arm and I put the bra inside it. The she extended the other and I put the other end through her arm now I had to put the breasts in place. She raised her arms a little.
Mom: " Okay now can you place them on properly"
I tried without touching her breasts, but it was a mess, so I held up the bottom of one breast, she jerked but didn't say anything as I placed one cup and then the other. Then I hooked the clips at her back. All the time I was standing back and couldn't see a thing. Then I helped her with the rest of her dress she said she would wear a skirt, as pajamas a re troublesome when every time she has to pee or take shit.
Yes this was the only chance I was going to get full access to her treasures, and the turn arrived soon. She had to pee. She went in and called me. I stood in front of her and lifted her skirt up and asked her to hold it somehow. She was facing me. I pulled her pants down trying not to stare, but when I saw that she had her eyes closed I stared hard at the untrimmed bush with puffy lips. Then I came back to my senses as she stepped out of the panties and quickly sat back on the bowl, letting go. I waited till she was done, this was the best part. I tore a small piece of toilet paper. She lifted herself up a bit with legs spread so that I had good access. I held the small piece of paper between my two finger, I wanted to feel her first, feel her good.
From my position I could only see her bush on top and the beginning of the slit. I slowly extended my arm so that my palm was just underneath her pussy. I pressed gently with the paper to soak in the drops of her piss. I felt her warmth and wetness immediately. She jerked once and was shaking a bit she knew that this was new to me and I might fumble and was apprehensive. I felt her pie taking my time with the small piece of paper was soaked already and I let it go still feeling her two lips from the outside with my bare hands.
Mom grabbed my shoulders to steady her self and said, " Use more paper"
I stopped feeling her and tore more paper and started wiping her out properly this time lightly running the paper on her slit and pressing it in gently not rubbing as much. Only I let my fingers go in the slit this time just once and she gasped, gripped my shoulders tightly with her cast hands. I became bolder I had to clean her thoroughly and again let my finger in, this time touching what I though was her clit lightly. She shuddered, but she thought that she hid it from me.