Message-ID: <51270asstr$1117404604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@athprx02.forthnet.gr> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "NC" <hairpinbend@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1117394699.789239@athnrd02> NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 29 May 2005 19:24:59 +0000 (UTC) X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 Cache-Post-Path: newsfd02!unknown@ppp7-68.ath.forthnet.gr X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 29 May 2005 22:25:03 +0300 Subject: {ASSM} Mother's Wardrobe Part 1 (M/F, mother/son, inc) Lines: 98 Date: Sun, 29 May 2005 18:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51270> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Mother's Wardrobe Part 1 by NC (M/F, mother/son, inc) "Oh that's just great," I thought, when my mother returned from yet another shopping spree. I knew exactly what would follow. She would wear her new clothes in her bedroom and then she would parade into my room, showing them to me one by one. Skirts, dresses... whatever she had bought. I would dart a glance and say something nice like "that's great mom," and that was basically it. I've repeatedly told her that I didn't know squat about that stuff (nor I cared), but she wouldn't listen. I guess she wanted the male point of view. This time it was a little different though. She called me to her bedroom. When I entered, I thought that she would already be wearing the first piece, but she was still in her regular clothes. When she made a move to take off her skirt, I immediately made for the exit. I mean, come on... If your mother is getting undressed, naturally you leave the room. Especially when your mother is in her mid 50's and you are in your mid 20's. But she was pretty cool about it, and told me to stay. "It's OK. I DO wear underwear underneath, you know. You don't have to go," were her exact words. I guess she was right. I mean, what was the big deal? We live under the same roof for 25 years. It's not like I haven't seen her in her underwear before. So I sat in her bed and she stripped down to her underwear, pretty much right in front of me. They were the typical underwear that you would expect a woman her age to be wearing. Both bra and panties were white and their basic characteristic was that they were big. You know, very, VERY big. They covered pretty much everything. Big or no big, I was feeling awkward nevertheless, and kept looking everywhere in the room but her, until she finally tried on the first skirt. It was a tight one and she had to make an effort to put it on. I mean, her ass was HUGE. She wasn't particularly fat, but her butt was disproportionately big, especially compared to her relatively small waist. Trying to wear any skirt, with that huge butt, was probably a challenge, let alone this one. "What do you think?" she asked me when she finally made it, and I gave my usual "it's great!" reply. So, she took it off in order to try on the next one, and that was when things started becoming a little more complicated. Apparently, during the difficult process of hoicking up that skirt, a big part of her panties was squeezed inside her butt crack. We are talking about a major crack, my friends. In other words, she gave herself a wedgie. She didn't notice it and I didn't say anything. I mean what could I say anyway? "Hey mom, your panties are inside your ass?" I don't think so. Besides, I kinda liked it. I mean, for many people that would probably be a gross sight, but not for me. Let me describe it for a moment. Her ass was huge and covered with cellulite. The skin was ivory white and kind of chicken-like. You know how it is, when you are cold and you get goosebumps? That's how it was. There were also a few pimples here and there. Hey, what's not to love??? As I was carefully observing it, I felt my dick getting harder. Unbelievable. My mother's ass was giving me a hard-on! How weird is that??? Anyway, she tried on a couple more skirts, inadvertently shoving each time, more and more fabric into her ass. After the third skirt, it was like she was wearing a thong... and she didn't have a clue. The best part of course, was when she was between outfits, and I did everything I could, to prolong these moments. Basically I would say every nonsense that would come to mind, in order to distract her, and keep her in her undies. As I was getting increasingly aroused, I started noticing things that I had never noticed before. Her copious cleavage, the outline of her nipples through her bra, her sexy belly button, a few hairs that were naughtily peeking out from the front part of her panties, her bare legs... Shit! How the hell had I missed all that stuff before. My dick had become hard as rock, but thank God it wasn't showing. In any case, I sat cross-legged to avoid any accidents. During the next minutes, she tried on some blouses, and finally a pair of pants. Again, it looked a couple of sizes smaller than it should be. What's the point of buying clothes that don't fit was beyond me, but hey...the smaller, the better. I knew that when she would take it off, I would see a little bit more of that glorious ass and I was celebrating in advance. Finally I got much more than I'd bargained for. When she turned around and pulled down the pants, her panties went down with them!!!! I mean, there she was, bending down right in front of me, her pants down around her knees and her panties accidentally entangled in them. She pulled them up almost immediately, but not before I caught a glimpse of her completely uncovered ass and her hairy bush. What a fuckin' awesome sight!!! "Oooops!" my mother said, and smiled embarrassingly, while I scratched nervously my head and pretended that I didn't see anything. But I did see. And that brief moment that I had her bare ass in front of my face, time stopped, and I found myself in another world. A world that I had my face buried in her gigantic butt, licking her dirty little hole, and smacking her naughty, squashy ass cheeks. But that was just in my mind. In reality, I was running out of time. My mother had tried on all of her new stuff. In a few seconds everything would be over and I would be left with nothing else but some cool memories. End of part 1.... ----------------------------------------- Comments are always welcomed and appreciated. 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