I walked into my mum's bathroom wearing only my pants and bra. She stood in the shower, water raining down her back. Her eyes were closed - she simply revelled in the warmth, I think. Looking at her, I was beginning to get goosebumps.
She had long blonde hair that went down past her shoulders. While I could only see her from the side, I knew she had green eyes and a slightly crooked smile. Her breasts appeared otherworldly, identical, round and on the large side, with small nipples, and freckles on her chest. Her body curved down to a smallish waist and her tight ass. And her pussy, I was amazed to see, was completely shaved.
Mum opened her eyes and squeaked, "Nikki, what are you doing in here?"
She put an arm across her breasts and her other hand over her pussy. I squeaked an apology and ran out. I closed the door to my room and jumped on the bed. Closing my eyes, I pictured her again, exactly as she stood in the shower, then pictured her masturbating. It was too much - I masturbated along with her until I came.
I might be in my 20s and a grown woman, but I've lusted after my mom for at least three years. Until now, I've done exactly nothing about it. But it's October 2020, and we've been COVID-bound for a little while. I haven't seen anyone else, although I've phoned and Whatsapp'd and TikTok'd. I expect you can imagine what it's like having a MILF for a mum and being alone with her all day long.
A couple of days after the shower thing which I pretty clearly didn't want to talk about and she didn't push, I was stretched out on the sofa, mum was in her chair, and we were watching something on TV around 10 pm at night. I just had on a bathrobe, as I often did. Mum was dressed normally, a blouse and shorts and no shoes.
As it turned 10 pm, she switched to her recorded Eastenders. I closed my eyes and over the next several minutes, pretended to fall asleep, lying on my back, turned slightly toward mum. I peeked through barely open eyelids and saw mum was watching TV.
I "let" my robe fall open, one side falling behind me, the other over the edge of the sofa. I was essentially naked. I waited for about two minutes and peeked again. Mum was both looking at me and watching TV. I continued to pretend to sleep, breathing easily, and moved my hand to my pussy. My elbow lay on my hip and my hand rested on my boobs for a while.
Finally, I eased my fingers over my pussy, fingers totally relaxed, and began to rub gently. I tried to make it look like something a sleeping adult would do, but it's hard to say that it worked. In any case, my hand rubbed my clit to the point that I felt some squirt at the end.
This aroused me tremendously and as much as I tried to remain cool, my hand began to rub faster. I was afraid to open my eyes even a little, as mum must be watching me full-time now.
I masturbated even more quickly, my hand now a sliding two fingers i side my pussy. My strokes were shorter, near the end of my pussy. I could feel the orgasm building and there was no turning back. I squirted all over my arm. My eyes remained closed, but my pussy streamed lady cum, ten seconds during which I thought it wouldn't stop, although, of course, it did. I let my fingers slide out my pussy, but left my hand on it and continued to pretend to sleep.
Mum hadn't said or done anything this whole time. I had no idea what she thought of the show I'd put on. After a couple of minutes, I barely opened an eyelid and saw she was just looking at me, smiling, her head leaning to one side. That could mean anything. Eventually, I heard the TV go off and mum walked over to me, stood there briefly, then pulled the sides of my robe over my naked body. She turned out the lights and went to bed.
I lay there for ten minutes before getting up and going to the bathroom and then bed myself. I had a great night's sleep.
Mum said nothing about the previous evening when I would cross paths with her. We just smiled politely or asked a question ("housework done?") or commented on the weather. Very normal. Yet she must have known I was actually awake when I was masturbating, right? That I was still awake when she covered me with my robe and left? I was embarrassed, but also aroused, and my pussy would often tremble slightly at the memory.
I masturbated in the shower like I did almost every day, thinking about the night before from both my point of view and mum's and thinking about Ross. Thinking how he would have loved to be there.
That night, I did roughly the same thing, but more brazenly. Mum turned on Eastenders and after a couple of minutes, I rolled on to my back, eyes closed, and opened my robe so I was blatantly naked. My pussy was its usual soaking self. I waited for mum to say something and she didn't.
I began to masturbate. I simply slid my fingers inside my pussy and began to pleasure it. No pretense of sleeping here! Mum still said nothing. I put my other hand on my boobs and rubbed them a little, stroking faster, letting my breathing pick up, the tension under in my pussy growing until I surged cum on to my arm again. Many squirts later, my pussy was done and I let my hand fall to the side. A few silent minutes after that, mum clicked off Eastenders, closed my robe, turned off the lights and went to bed.
I had no idea what to make of that. I had obviously, while wide awake, just masturbated in front of my mother, who said nothing and, essentially, did nothing about it. Should I be even more obvious? Eyes wide open, maybe? What did mum do afterwards, if anything? Good question.
I raced upstairs and stood next to her bedroom door. From inside came a very faint buzzing noise. My mum had a vibrator . . . And she was using it. Right after watching me masturbate. I walked back to my room, well, bathroom first, and pondered this. I fell asleep without a real answer, but it sure seemed like mum liked watching me.
The next day was normal until about 5 pm. I had done housework and watched some TV and played with my phone. Mum had done whatever it is that mums do. Around 5 pm, I went to the living room and saw her dusting the furniture.
She was wearing a thin sweater sort of top that I hadn't seen before. It was cut very low and showed a fair amount of cleavage, enough that got me started.
