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Subject: {ASSM} Mother's Wardrobe Part 1 (M/F, mother/son, inc)
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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....
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Comments are always welcomed and appreciated.
NC

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