I Saw My Mom Naked Novels & Stories

By letting go of the towel it unwrapped itself and fell heavily to the floor leaving mom standing there naked as a jaybird. I have always known mom was good looking. What son doesn't think his mother is pretty? But what I was staring at shattered any pre-conceived notion I might have had of what she'd look like naked. What I was staring at was a goddess, pure and simple. The way she held her hands to her mouth caused her elbows to press her breasts together but did nothing to hide the quarter-sized light-brown areolas with eraser sized nipples. Nor did it hide the fact that her breasts were larger than I'd thought. I couldn't stop my eyes from roaming down her body past her flat tummy to the

Sex just isn't that passionate or fulfilling anymore. I get out the shower. It's been at least an hour, so mom should be in bed. I go to my room, there's no towels, I always forget to do the laundry, but mom was asleep and wouldn't even notice if I walked around naked... at least that's what I thought till I got to my room. My mom was on my bed, only in her underwear and my brain becomes flushed. She raises her head and just looks at me and now I know she realized I'm naked.

Alicia's POV The wall inside our home was covered in award photos, but every woman standing beside Dad and me was a stranger. "Simon! Who are these women in the pictures?" Mom's voice was cold, her eyes locked on the wall as if she could burn straight through it. I had no idea why she was so angry. I stood there helplessly, at a loss for what to say. The property manager wiped the sweat from her forehead, clearly uncomfortable. "Kid, you can't say things like that. Your mom's still alive."

Jenny saw me standing outside and kindly brought over a chair, chatting with me while we waited for my mom. As I excitedly chatted with Jenny about school life, I didn't even notice the shadow looming behind me. I was still smiling when I turned and saw Mom walking out. Seeing my happy expression, she didn't think twice to slap me across the face.

His expression was ice-cold, completely emotionless, as if he were watching the weather report instead of… this. On the massive flat-screen TV mounted above the fireplace, explicit footage played in high definition. Selene, her mother, was on her hands and knees in what looked like a dimly lit hotel suite, surrounded by four men. One thrust into her from behind while another gripped her hair, feeding his cock into her mouth. The other two stroked themselves, waiting their turn, laughing and groping her bouncing breasts. The audio was crystal clear: wet slurps, skin slapping, Selene’s muffled moans of “Harder… fuck me harder…” as she pushed back greedily against them.

When I open my eyes I am standing in front of my mother. She holds out her arms for one of the babies. “Finally you are here.” I hand her one of the babies and she smiles sweetly at me. Her eyes look sad. “Mom, I came here for a reason.” I told her. “I know.” She whispers. “Then how about you tell me what you know.” I tell her putting my hand on my hip. That is when I realize that I am naked still. I look down and sigh. “Fuck.. First, do you have a dress or something I can throw on?” I ask.

I also stopped paying for their cost of living every month, opting to save 40 grand instead. I swore that I would never let them wring me dry again. Once my mom realized that I had blocked her, she began to find different ways to get in touch with me. At one point, she even found the filming set and location I was at. I happened to be filming the scene where the male lead would jump into the water and save me. My mom arrived on set the moment he princess-carried me out of the water. She was furious when she saw me lying in my co-star's arms in a flimsy dress dripping with water.

"Oh come on honey, you were the cutest little thing when you were naked playing in those mud puddles." My mother says laughing still. My head whips in the direction of my so-called mates as they sit there laughing while holding a picture in their hand. Xavier tilts it toward me and I stare at it horrified to see him holding a picture of me laying in a mud puddle completely naked. It's exactly what my mother was explaining to them when she first met them. The only thing you could see sticking out of the mud puddle was my bare ass and the top of my head with my stupid green eyes peeking out of the puddle looking directly into the camera.

Soft whispering and excited giggling drifted from inside. “Mom?” Tate called out tentatively. Suddenly, the tent door unzipped, and his eyes widened in shock and awe. His mother was there on her hands and knees, completely naked. “Hi, baby… you found us!” she beamed, her heavy tits hanging and swaying pendulously beneath her. Over the rounded, bare cheeks of her naked ass, Tate could see his beautiful grandmother sprawled luxuriously on her back, her gigantic tits spread out across her chest like massive, soft pillows of flesh.

“They’d cum all over you, and inside you, mom.” “Is it hard for you to picture, honey?” asked mom. “Me, and all of your young, eager friends, in the bathroom together. All of them with their hard cocks out, and me working to please them in any way I can, sucking, fucking, stroking them off.” “Mom...” I shook my head, both disgusted and incredibly aroused by the mental image. “What if it was just you, sweetie?” she asked in a whispered tone. “What if you walked in on me while I was naked in the shower? Would you stare at my body, my boobs? Would you come in closer, and go wild on me?”