I watched as she turned so her backside faced in my direction, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and slowly pushed it down, unnecessarily leaning forward just a bit, so her luscious ass stuck out toward me. The moment I saw her naked cheeks, my dick shot to attention, and I slipped it out of my shorts. I kinda knew what to do. But the anticipation filled my body with a dark energy. I could feel copper in the back of my mouth as the adrenaline hit my system, and my cock grew hard and began to seep slippery pre-cum, which I used to delicately massage the head.
As I watched, my mother slid her skirt down to her ankles. To do so, she had to bend over, and her ass cheeks spread just enough so I could see her tight little asshole and the seductive mounds of her pussy lips peeking out between her plump white thighs. She stood that way for a moment, and of course, I was still too innocent to believe she was doing it on purpose, although now I know differently. She reached back and squeezed her cheeks just once, but it was enough to show off her tight asshole and pull the thick folds of her pussy apart just a little so I caught a glimpse of the pink center. It looked wet to me, but it was hard to tell across the hallway. She stepped out of her panties and skirt and sat down on the toilet which was just across the room from the open door. She kept her knees spread, and in a moment I could see a stream of pee erupt from the center of her pussy lips and shoot into the toilet.
She sighed. She had obviously been waiting to pee for a long time. When she finished peeing, she got a little toilet paper and ran it down across her plump pussy lips, dropping the paper into the toilet. But her fingers lingered on her pussy, and she slid two fingers down between the lips and spread them apart so that her thumb could find her clitoris. It was a practiced move that I could tell she had done many, many times before. I appreciated it because it gave me a good glimpse of her pussy and clitoris, which was a little white bulb that she then proceeded to rub vigorously for a few moments.
Her other hand snuck under her shirt, and I could tell that she was pulling on her nipples. She moaned slightly. When I let my gaze drift up to her face, I saw that she was staring in my direction.
And I gasped, but she smiled and then looked away as if nothing had happened. That was the first time that sort of thing had happened. I had my own shorts down around my own ankles, and I was furiously stroking my cock.