When I Was Twelve!

When I was twelve years old, my parents had been divorced for several years. One day my mother was in the bathroom when she called me to get her a clean towel from the laundry. I got the towel and went over to the bathroom door. It was opened a crack, so I just pushed it the rest of the way open, and stopped with my mouth open.

“I’m…I’m sorry Mom,” I said. She was sitting on the toilet seat with one foot pulled up and polishing her toe nails. She was completely naked. I just stood there and stared at her pussy. It was shaved now, except for a small mat of hair on her lower belly. She started to cover herself with her hands, and then got a strange look on her face and put her hands down.

“Never mind,” she said, “I guess you’re old enough to learn about women. You might as well come on in and hang up the towel.”

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She put her foot back on the floor but left her legs parted enough so I could still see her pussy. This was the first time since I was a baby that I could get a good look at her tits. They were beautiful, round and firm, with small hard nipples.

“Have you ever seen a woman with no clothes on before?”

“N… no,” I stammered, “you’re really pretty.”

“Well, thank you, honey, do you really think I’m pretty?”

“Uh huh. I do.” I could feel my prick getting hard as I stared at her naked body.

“You’re sweet,” she said, “Now go back out and close the door, the shows over for now.”

I left the bathroom and ran up to my bedroom. I locked the door and pulled my dick out and began to jack it off. I was fantasizing about my mother’s big tits and shaved cunt when I shot my load on a Kleenex. I felt dizzy from all the excitement of seeing my mother naked and from jacking off so I lay down on the bed and was soon fast asleep.

It must have been hours later, because it was dark outside, when I woke up again. What woke me was my mother pulling off my shoes and socks. She saw that I was waking up and she said, “Just stay where you are. You must still be half asleep. I can help you get ready for bed.”

I was still drowsy as she pulled off my socks and then helped me up so she could pull my tee shirt over my head. There was just enough light in the room that I could see she was wearing a short, sheer, black robe that was untied and hung open in the front. I could see her pussy and she didn’t seem to worry about covering it up. I felt my dick getting hard again.

I lifted my hips up off the bed so she could pull my pants off, and when she bent to fold them on a chair, her tits fell out of her open robe. She turned back to me, leaving her boobs out, and worked my short off my narrow hips. When she pulled them down she exposed my hard prick standing at attention.

“Oh, you bad little boy,” she laughed, “How naughty you are, getting all excited at seeing your mommy naked. Just look at how hard I made your little cock.”

She sat down on the edge of the bed and reach down to grasp my throbbing prick. She squeezed it in her hand and rubbed the head with her thumb. I could hardly believe what was happening.