This is not a story of doing sex, but it's an incident. I watched my mom masturbating.
When I was 21, my father was renovating the bathroom. The only thing feeding the tub was a pipe coming out of the wall.
The end of the bathroom was just outside my bedroom door. There was a small access door on the wall to get to the plumbing for the bathtub.
So, when you open the door and look in where the pipe feeds water to the tub, you have a perfect view of the person sitting in the tub. I mean the perfect view from the front.
I have spied on my aunts, sisters-in-law, but the best was my mother, and this is the story of the one time I got to see her bathing and masturbating knowing I was watching.
My mother had 4 sons, and I am number 3 and the one that spends the most time with my mother of all the boys, not sure why, just the way it was.
We were home alone on this day, and she had a meeting to go to later that afternoon.
We just finished lunch when she said she was going to take a bath and get ready to go to her meeting.
So, after I heard the water shut off after filling the tub, I went to my access door and peeked in at my mother taking a bath.
I had a perfect view of her, she was laying back in the tub with her pussy right in my line of sight. She did not shave or trim her bush, so we are talking hairy.
I love my mother more than anything, but she is not a beauty queen, just a normal housewife that had 4 kids.
She is not fat or has a big ass, just a plain ordinary mom. What she had her; was a pair of nipples that have been my fetish from the first time I saw hers.
Her breast size was 35B and after feeding 4 hungry boys, they were deflated, looking like pancakes with big brown nipples.
The aureoles were about 2 inches across,. It but it was the nipple itself that fascinated me. It was as big around as my finger and about 3/4 of an inch long.
She must have a good bra because you would never know she had nipples like that.
So, after lying in the tub for a few minutes, she washes with a washcloth; she washes her back and then leans forward to wash her feet and she looks right at the hole I am looking through; I know she sees me, just by the look in her eye. Washcloth; know what I mean when she looks you straight in the eye, and you know you're done.