Mother Doesn't Wear Panties
After I turned 18, I noticed an odd thing about my hot 35-year-old mother: she no longer wore panties. Ever.
I noticed this when she wore casual clothes around the house, terrycloth shorts, cut-off jean shorts or yoga pants. I noticed when I was admiring her firm, delicious looking ass one day, I could not ascertain any panty lines. None. I checked for the next several days, always with the same result. No panties.
One day mother announced we were performing spring cleaning of the small house we lived in and I was going to help do at least half of it. Since I lived there too, that was not an issue with me as I loved how mom provided for me while I was in school. It was only fair I would help and I was happy to do so.
Saturday rolled around and she announced we would begin by dusting around the curtain rods, ceiling corners all the ceiling fans. Starting high up and working our way down. Mom got out the six-foot ladder while I finished breakfast and came into the living room. What I saw made my eyes bug out!
Mom was wearing some baggy runner's shorts and a t-shirt that was both super thin from a thousand washings. The shirt was also cropped to a point just below her braless boobs! She was also not wearing a bra, which she normally did on weekends, so that didn't surprise me. I did notice her shorts looked at least one size too big and might've been more than one.
"Scott, come hold the ladder for me while I dust off these curtain rods and window frames", she said. "Come hold the side of the ladder so I can move up and down the steps without you being in the way, please."
I obediently went to the side of the ladder while she scampered up to the top of the window. I naturally looked at her tanned, muscular calves and worked my way up her legs. When I reached her perfectly formed, firm ass, I noticed a good sized gap between her legs and the pant legs of her shorts. Due to the angle I was standing at, I could easily see right up into her crotch! "Holt shit!", I thought. "I can see her bush hairs!"
My blood rushed to my head, both of them, as I pondered my amazing luck of seeing my mother's bush! I could only stare at it, my mouth going slack as I pondered the wonder of what I was seeing!
Mother kept up a monologue as I stared, not hearing a word of what she was saying. Incredibly, it got even better! She began dusting the farthest away from me and began moving towards me.
"Scott, hold the ladder tightly, I'm going to shift around here", mother said. I gripped the ladder tighter and prayed I wouldn't pass out from my blood pressure rising like a rocket!
Mother scooted her feet towards me and then swung her right foot out into the open, over empty space. What it also did was open her legs wider, making the gap between her thighs and pants leg eve wider! "Holy shit!", I thought. "I can see her slit clearly!"
My eyes locked in on this lovely vision like my life depended on it. I noticed she had no outer labia lips at all, it was as perfect as I could possibly ever imagine! AND! It was my MOTHER'S pussy!
"Scott, I think I might have this one done. What do you think?", mother said. She then looked down at me and saw me looking right at her pussy. She HAD to know what I was looking it, yet she never moved her leg nor did she comment on it.
I didn't comment on her question as all I heard was noise due to my amazement. Then she said again, "Hold the ladder tightly, I'm going to adjust."
With that she did a 180 degree spin that made her back to the ladder steps. She did place her foot back on the step but the pant leg stayed bowed out, still allowing for a fabulous view of her bush! I just couldn't believe my luck! I knew I was going to rub one out just as soon as I had the opportunity and it was certainly going to be a gusher of an orgasm!
"Scott! Pay attention! Look at me!", Mother said louder. As I tore me eyes reluctantly away from her pussy, I slowly travelled my view up her torso. Then I found I could clearly see the bottoms of both of her breasts! Her cropped shirt stopped just below her areola, leaving the entire bottoms of both breasts in clear view! I thought I had died and gone to Heaven!
Since our house was pretty small, we only had three more windows to dust. The entire process of her swinging her leg out and me seeing her pussy slit was repeated at each window! I didn't think my dick could get any harder, it certainly had never been any harder, even watching porn!
Mother rinsed out her dust rag in a bucket of water, bending over with her back to me. Her cropped shirt fell down, allowing me to see even more of her C-cup breasts. They shook as she dipped the rag and squeezed the water out of it. She never gave any inclination that she knew she was flashing me as she was. I just couldn't stop smiling at the vision I was seeing.
I then moved the ladder over to the ceiling fan, for mother to dust the blades and motor body.
"Scott," mother said. "I think I need a little more bracing when I do the fan. Put your hands on my ass while I do this, okay? It'll make me more stable and I won't fall."
What? My Mother wanted me to put MY hands on HER ass? Was I dreaming? Hell, yes, I'll touch that perfect looking ass!
I moved around behind her and slowly raised my hands until they were gently touching her ass.
"Scott! I don't want to fall! Grip my ass so you can brace me, okay?", Mother admonished me.
I thought, "Ok, if that's what she wants, that's what she gets!" I clenched my hands on each of her ass cheeks, feeling my fingers sink into her ass muscles. I let out a loud sigh as I realized how wonderful her ass felt in my hands.
I wasn't sure, but it felt like Mother scooted her ass back into my hands as they tightened their grip. It even felt like she wiggled it some, to get my hands settled in even deeper into her ass muscles!
"Alright", she said. "I'm going to lean out some. Make sure you hold me tightly!"
I thought to myself, "If I hold her ass any tighter, I'm going to make her cheeks pop!" But hold them tighter, I did.
Mother leaned out over the top of the ladder to do the other side of the fan. As she leaned, the back of her shorts rode up. I'm not ashamed to admit I also pushed upwards on her ass, helping those shorts move up! I also stepped slightly to one side so as to improve my view.
"Holy shit!", I thought. "I can see Mom's ass crack now!" I pushed my hands up some more, making the shorts go as high as possible. Mother never said a word, just began humming out loud. Then she began helping me.
Mother began to move her ass back and forth some, shaking her ass as she dusted back and forth. Her movement, combined with my death grip and her shorts riding up allowed her ass crack to show! I had the perfect view!
"Mom", I said. "I'm going to shift my grip a bit, okay?"
"No problem. Just make sure you grip me as tight as you can. I won't break", she said laughingly.
Then I did something I never thought in a million years I would ever get the chance to do. I spread her ass cheeks apart, allowing me to perfectly see her balloon knot! WOW! I was looking at my Mom's asshole and she was not only not complaining, she was bending over even more! Fuck me running!
That ceiling fan had to be THE cleanest fan in history as I held her ass cheeks open for at least 20 minutes while she dusted. I'm not sure I even blinked!
Mother said, "Okay, baby. I think I've got this done. Hold me while I climb down, okay?"
I replied, "Sure Mom, I've got ya." I loosened my grip on her ass, allowing her cheeks to close back, hiding her beautiful pink asshole from my vision. But it was seared onto my memory for a lifetime!
I allowed my hands to move to the outside of mom's hips. My hands slowly went up her sides as she eased her way down the ladder's steps. I felt her bare ribs as she slowly descended the ladder. I could swear I felt goose bumps on her skin despite the warmth in the room.
Just as my hands reached the bottom of her cropped t-shirt, mom shrieked and fell backwards, into me. She was only on the second step, so she wasn't high up. However, as she fell back, my hands never left her body. What they DID do was slide further up her rib cage, under her shirt bottom and latched onto her breasts!
I froze, not knowing how Mom would react to me now holding both of her bare boobs with my hands. How she DID react was the last thing I thought she'd ever do!
Mom took both of her hands and covered mine with hers. She pressed down on them with substantial effort, making it clear she was doing it on purpose! She never moved her hands from mine, nor did she push my hands away from her braless boobs. I could feel her nipples burning a hole in my fingers. They felt both wonderful and rock hard. I was too stunned to even move my fingers or try to rub her nipples.
What I also hadn't noticed was Mom was now standing on the floor. Her hands still holding mine in place on her naked boobs, she scooted her ass back into my crotch. She HAD to have felt my hard-on, there's no way she could've missed it.
It wasn't a lot, but I could feel her ass beginning to move in a small circular rubbing motion on my hard-on! My breathing got both faster and deeper! Strangely, I noticed hers did as well.
After several minutes of holding her boobs and her ass massaging my dick, Mom finally straightened up and slowly dropped her hands from mine. But she still didn't push my hands away!
"Oh, thank you, baby! Had you not caught me, I might've taken a nasty fall!", Mom said. "How about we take a small break, get something to drink?"
"Sure thing, Mom", I replied. I slowly let my hands drop from her boobs. I allowed my fingers to rub her nipples as my hands moved down her body, down her torso and then to her sides. Mom never moved her ass from my hard-on until I had completely removed my hands from her body.
Mom spun around to face me, leaving virtually no air space between us. I could feel her boobs pressing my chest, her never moving back to create more space between us.
"How about you having a seat on the couch while I get us a couple of drinks?", Mom said. All I could do was nod my head. Mom finally eased away and headed toward the kitchen as I headed to the couch.
I had just sat down as Mom returned with a couple of cokes. She sat down on the opposite end and turned sideways, lifting her legs up onto my lap. She handed me my coke and asked me, "Baby, would you rub my legs? I think I got a cramp while I was on the ladder. Here, sit longways with me so you can reach my legs better."
So mom was propped on one arm of the couch while I had my back to the other arm rest. "Start with my feet, please baby?", Mom asked.
Mom basically had both of her legs between mine, with my leg against the back of couch. She raised her inside leg to the top of the back of the couch and just as casually as one could manage it, she dropped her other foot directly on my hard dick!
I raised my eyes to look at her face, trying to gauge her attitude. However, she had the coke can tilted up, blocking her facial expression from me.
What I DID notice was, her spreading her legs like this also spread her pants legs again! Her loose fitting shorts once again gaped open, allowing me a nice pussy shot! All I could do was moan out loud.
