Since I turned eighteen and old enough to be extremely interested in sex, I would search for any object of stimulation available. Often times it would be a hasty search through my dad's collection of Porn magazines. While they were quite satisfactory, they basically just fueled my desire to see a real woman in the nude.
As is the case with most young men, the closest one often gets to a real female is his own mother. I started to notice that while though motherly, Mom was very attractive. She stood about five feet-six and I suspected she probably tipped the scale around one forty-five or so. Comparing her to some of the girls in dad's magazines I would say that her tits were a nice 36 C. She had a rather nicely shaped ass that was defined clearly whenever she decided to wear jeans.
As time passed, I would find myself thinking of ways to view her secretly and hope desperately that the timing would be right to see her naked. I started making mental notes of when she would bathe, change clothes or get ready for bed.
Mom always worked the second shift, and dad always worked the mid-night to morning shift. My thoughts on this made it clear that I would have to devise a plan for later at night, especially since between school and their work schedules that was the only real time available.
My bedroom was only a few paces from the living room, so I arranged my bed so that if I kept my door open I would have a reasonably clear view into the living room area. That way I was at least rewarded with seeing her come in when she would get home from work. I fanaticized night after night about her coming in and just taking her clothes off and parading around the house. I would lay in the dark and jerk off while watching her go about her nightly routine.
Different thoughts kept crossing my mind and I eventually became obsessed with mom. I had little interest in girls my age. I had no desire to give my virginity to any female but mom.
My nightly routine was always the same, watch mom come in from work, jack off while watching her do a little late night house work, and drop off to sleep. All the way up to graduating High School, several nights a week, watch, jerk, sleep. I was glad to graduate because now I could really focus on seeing mom in all her glory. At the age of eighteen I still had no desire for other women, only my secret passion for mom.
Now with school behind me and now eighteen and not having to go to classes early in the mornings I was able to stay up later and basically have a more flexible night life. I would hang out in town and just make it home before her and hit the bed to keep my chance of that first look at her naked. Didn't take long to realize that I had been a fool for quite some time. With her work schedule she would stay up quite late. She would do all the things at night that others do during the day. The shower was almost the last task of the night, her relaxing was the last.
This is where I learn how stupid I had been. When mom would shower, it was always very early in the morning, only about an hour and a half before I normally woke up before going to school and about the same before dad got in from work. I thought she was a shower before work type of person, I mean, she would always spend a lot of time in the bathroom prior to going to work so I just speculated that was the only shower she took on a daily basis. I came to this conclusion shortly after my final school year and was home when she would go to work.
I was intent on staying awake until she went to bed, I had no clear reason to get up early at the time so who would it hurt.
Around five in the morning I watched her as she crossed past my door way and went into the bathroom. My heart began to beat rather rapidly, could this be it or would this have been a lost effort. I heard the shower start and my seven and a half inch uncut cock sprang to life. I slowly stroked pulling the foreskin down tight and then stretching it tight in the other direction. I would stick my finger under the skin and make circles around the swollen head while imagining her standing under the spray and lathering her tits, ass, and what I hoped was a thick, black bush. I kept bringing myself to the edge in anticipation not wanting to shoot my load to the image in my mind. I wanted to be looking at the real thing.
About ten minutes later, I heard the water shut off, and to my surprise within only a couple of seconds I heard the door open. Mom came out wrapped in a towel that was tied just above her tits and hung only inches below her crotch. She walked into the living room and was drying her slightly above the shoulder length black hair. I felt like my dick was about to explode so I stopped pulling it and just watched with the hope that the wrap would soon be removed.
"Lose the towel." I softly mumbled to myself.
She moved from my sight and I thought my heart would stop in fear that the show was over. She was only gone a minute and I noticed when she came back into sight she had some kind of beverage in her hand, she also was still wrapped in the towel. That assured me that she was going to stay up at least a short while longer. I also noticed a bottle of some kind of lotion in her other hand.
"What's the lotion for?" I asked myself quietly.
She started rubbing the lotion on her hands and arms. This was pretty good, at least she was still in view and barely covered. I resumed the slow tugging and teasing of my cock, "Oh yea, rub it in good, make those hands and arms silky smooth." I whispered. Next she propped a foot up on the edge of a chair and seemingly quite seductively she started massaging the lotion into her leg. She started with the top of her foot and slowly moved it up to her rather shapely forty year old thigh.
"Damn," I thought, "I can see the lower part of her ass cheek." and I must have moaned a little too loud because I saw her look in my direction. She stopped what she was doing and slowly came in the direction of my bedroom. I rolled gently onto my side and watched her through my sleep faking eyes. She turned the light on in the hall and it shined directly through the door and on to me. I coughed a little and rustled my legs under the thin blanket hoping she would believe I was sound asleep and just go back to what she was doing.
My dick was about to let loose without me even touching it just with the thought of her being only feet away and wrapped up so sexily. Through my near closed eyes I watched as she just stood there looking at me, watching I guess for any sign that I may be awake. I faked a small cough and moved my arms and legs slightly, hoping that she would assume I was just coughing in my sleep when my moan distracted her earlier.
I was thinking "Please go back to what you were doing, please, please."
She must have figured I was sound asleep at that time and turned away. She looked back over her shoulder quickly and nearly caught me looking. She slowly walked back to her previous location, but she left the fucking hall light on and I feared I wouldn't be able to finish jerking my now painfully swollen cock.
Upon her return to her rubbing lotion, she started on the other leg, and when she lifted that one I could make out a little bit of bush below the towel. "MMMMM," I moaned again kind of without thinking, and then realizing what I had done I coughed slightly.
Seemingly she acted un alarmed and kept applying lotion to her creamy white thigh. Next, and without much effort, she pulled the towel away. She was facing away from me so I gave my blood engorged cock a few quick pulls. Let me just say that she had a nice, round and mildly fleshy ass. I sneaked a few more pulls. "What the fuck?" I thought. My cock isn't covered. I didn't want to cover it for fear she would discover that I was awake if she noticed that I was now covered and not sticking out. This made me even fucking harder, just knowing she saw my cock in all of it's solid glory.
She began rubbing lotion on as much of her back as she could reach. When she started on her ass, it was what appeared to me to be intentionally seductive. Slowly she rubbed the lotion on those beautiful cheeks. I started slowly grinding my cock against the mattress. I couldn't risk any sudden movements. I imagined my hands being the ones putting the lotion on her behind, then dropping to my knees and kissing and licking that ass.
"Turn around." I thought to myself. Almost as if obeying my wish, she slowly turned to face me. Her mouth was slightly open and she casually licked her lips. Her eyes were glassy looking and her face was slightly flushed. Mom then just squirted the lotion down over her tits and began kneading it into them. She was pressing them together, pinching her nipples, rubbing down her stomach and dipping into her bush quickly. (Her bush by the way was definitely black, but very neatly trimmed.)
