Everything went as usual, the festive mood, my mother made salads, and I sat in the hall and cleaned the vegetables looking at the festive programs. It all started with the fact that last night, on the night air, I recorded a program on local television - an erotic carnival, it was either France or Italy, girls in open carnival costumes, strolled around the scene, some singer sang that A pop, respectable audience in evening dresses applauded after each number, and so on. I saw the announcement in the advertisement and since I liked all this Brazilian aesthetics of carnivals, I recorded this show, set the timer and now looked, switching to the central airs, when mom came into the hall.
At one point, I did not understand what was happening, something was wrong. I looked and suddenly realized that by the middle of the show the girls coming out from behind the scenes, in feathers and brilliant jewelry were naked. At first I didn’t believe my eyes, but when I looked closer, I saw that only thin strands of stones hung from a thin metal belt, bras were only decorated with sparkles, and in place of cups, nothing covered my bare breasts. Here they turned their backs, stepping in time with the music, and their bare buttocks covered nothing. Stop!!!
I barely managed to switch to another channel when my mother looked out from the kitchen.
- You click all the channels, we don’t have time to make the winter, let's go faster.
I just nodded, thinking about how lucky I was to switch the show. It would not be enough for mom to see me looking at the girls walking around the stage naked. She was about thirty-seven years old then, she herself was beautiful, a little in her body, but she was very happy with it, and it would be especially embarrassing for her to be with such a video on viewing.
As soon as she went back, I switched again.
Not!!
I will look in the morning. Wow! I do not believe that I am so lucky - everything is so beautiful, big there, and so turns on. There were also guys in loincloths demonstrating that there was nothing at all under them. When the girls were shown close, and their faces shone with smiles, a feeling was created that some of them were embarrassed by their nakedness. I especially remember one nice girl with a blush, she smiled as they should, but her eyes were running so that it was clear how much she was confused. But why? What if she saw among this venerable public, some of her cousin uncle or former teacher? That's great! I wonder what they feel? Naked, on stage, in such a large-scale show without panties, with a bare chest jumping up from rhythmic movements. After all, their friends can see it! And what if, for example, she comes home, and her parents turn on this broadcast on her, what will she feel? Would he want to hide from the constraint, or they treat it freely and just laugh it off? Thoughts and turned in my head!
- What are you sleepy?
I started up from my mother's voice, quickly turned my gaze to the screen, there was some kind of advertising from another channel - “phew, lucky again, no, I’ll only turn it on tomorrow, too risky”.
“Everything is ready,” I replied, hand over a tray with sliced potatoes.
Then we turned in the kitchen, finished the last, until the new year there were about twenty minutes.
Thoughts never left me, in tight clothes everything was tense, I constantly put bread on a vase for fruit, I confused something else, my mother joked that you would finally rest from the exams and come to your senses, she didn’t know what was the real reason.
Then I suddenly remembered how, in one of the new years, I went into the shower, and it was almost 12. My mother very much values the tradition of raising champagne for one sip, chimes and impatient of my confusion, she opened the bathroom door with the words : "Well, what are you, come on, let's go faster." To my luck, I managed to get dressed and everything worked out. But now, remembering this, I suddenly wanted to not be in time ...
Without even thinking a minute, I said - I’m in the shower, I completely forgot, I don’t want to meet the new year with my dirty head.
“Just in an instant, otherwise you’ll get stuck there for half an hour, and the time just a little bit remains.”
I slipped into the bathroom and undressed, throwing my things to the rest of the wet things left in the machine after stopping the wash.
I looked in the mirror - the buttocks were absolutely clean after depilation, a small neat area of a precisely defined square was washed from the front, and the chest was clean. I looked good, I really was beautiful and slim. But what do I want? The fact that it will not stand on ceremony and the tradition will be above the rule “I am in the soul” I was sure. But what should I do? I was ashamed of the idea that mom would see me naked, can turn her back, naked butt, is it all the same not so shameful? erotic stories of sexytales No, it is too. I took a towel from the battery, I pressed it to my stomach and stood half a turn to the door, it looked great - it almost opened me hanging easily in front, my bare thigh showed that I had nothing on me. So let's see what those guys and girls who performed on this show feel.
- Four minutes! - I heard the approaching voice of my mother, - you hear!
The door swung open at the moment when I grabbed the towel that had been put aside and covered myself with a sharp movement.
"Damn, I definitely had time, I did not expect such a speed, and suddenly she saw that very place?"
- BUT? - that was all I could say, interrogatively "A."
“It's three minutes already,” my mother worried, instinctively looking from my eyes to the towel and back, without even noticing it.
- Mom, bring the clothes, I threw this into the washer, and there the rest are wet, I ...
- Oooh, woe onion, now.
She ran into the hall.
- Where is everyone? - I heard things being shifted, chairs moving ...
- Here is the shirt, the towel is dry, turn around. There is nothing more, everything is in the closet and he is pushed in, the door to the wall, then you get it.
This is what I did not plan, but her haste, this whole situation, such “on the edge”, made me nod and quickly pull on my jersey.
Mom was still at the door.
I ridiculously changed the towel.
- Nothing more? - The shirt was white, old and short, apparently set aside for rags for repair, and the towel was small, kitchen and could barely converge on the side.
- Come on, - she grabbed my hand and we ran into the hall.
Champagne opened with the first blow. Pouring in, I was trembling all over, the towel was barely covering me, and the shirt was just below the navel.
- Fuh, mother said, putting a salad.
I, meanwhile, sat down, feeling the upholstery of the chair with my bare buttocks.
We ate and chatted, watched the broadcast. sitting on each other. On the tablecloth it was not visible that the towel was loose and hung on the chair. But I felt it. It was indescribable. We sit and chat, but I’m naked, for some reason, she stands up and goes around the table and she sees me naked. Thoughts sometimes drowned our conversation and I was afraid of losing the thread.
“Come, bring some tea,” Mom said, flinging from the table.
I fixed my short towel on my belt and followed her.
Passing by the mirror, I saw that at a certain position of the legs, on the side, in a not very small towel slot, something could be seen. I was thrown into the paint.
Mom spun in the kitchen, telling something, and I stood feeling my nakedness. The heart beat so often, the sensations were mixed with a sense of shame and a desire to throw the towel down. But no, then it will be too shameful!
The evening is over. Mom worked the next day in the hospital in the morning and left at six.
We had one room. She lay down on her bed, I was on my own, but unlike her, I could not sleep.
I tossed for a long time. Why? I wonder how I will feel? I pulled off the towel and threw it aside. I lay with my shirt up in the dark room, catching every sensation. Then I heard her getting up ....
Not!! Suddenly she sees. From the lantern it was possible to discern the outlines, suddenly she sees me naked!
A light came on in the kitchen. Now in the dark I was lit enough. Did she see me? Suddenly not yet. I was lying on my stomach, peering in the direction where I threw the towel. If I get up behind him, she suddenly enters, and I do not even know where it is lying. Maybe better to pretend to sleep? Or...
She left the kitchen and her steps froze. I closed my eyes and put my breath in order. She had not yet extinguished the light, I would have heard a click. Is she considering me? I lay to the top of a bare ass trying not to move. Time dragged on for as long as a few minutes. She turned off the light and tiptoed to her bed. We must wait until she falls asleep and find a towel.
- Kostya?
I felt my mother's hand on her shoulder. There was a light in the room. I fell asleep!!!
- You did not see my keys? I'm already late almost.
“No,” I slowly rolled over onto my side, covering myself with my hip.
- Do you need yours?
- Yes very. I will not be in the evening.
- Let my search, I can not be late. Come on, Bone, I remember exactly where I saw yesterday.
- A towel ...
- Bone, not before that, we will especially fix it today, as the first number, they know that many may be late.
She ran around the room checking every corner.
- Come on, I alone have already looked through everything! Hands close, finally, if you hesitate!
She was in a hurry, not paying attention to anything.
I got up and covered myself in front with my palm, darted into the far corner. Look on the shelves.
Mom, meanwhile, was looking at the kitchen.
“I really didn’t want to,” it turned in my head, but through embarrassment the pleasant waves grew stronger. While I was digging in the box, where the keys from the kitchen could get the hurricane my mother flew: - Found?
Holding the box in my hands, I stood with a bare ass on the show, turning over my shoulder and just burning with shame, seeing how she looked at my bare ass.
- There is no.
I felt my knees tremble and my heart galloping. With me, this has never happened before. It was both pleasant and infinitely embarrassing to stand in front of my mother without panties. By the way, if anyone had this, write to nicedaynow@mail.ru, I would know that at least not one had such a case. Although such things are inevitable when you live in the same room, but this embarrassment to be naked in front of my mother did not diminish, although it was fun.
We began to rush around the room and look for wherever possible. I did not always manage to hide behind myself and at one moment I saw exactly how mechanically she looked right there! I sat down intuitively, holding a vase with every little thing.
- Oh, not up to the same! What is there?
- No, no.
Then I could not always hide behind. We ran running over everything that came to hand. I was ashamed of my nakedness, especially when I saw her, apparently by chance, looking there. Downstairs was so nice. His cheeks were burning, as if the room was like a firebox. It was so embarrassing and cool. Probably those guys and girls from the show felt it?
- Found!
I stood holding the keys in my hand, they were next to a vase, on the shelf and no one noticed them.
I stood feeling all my nakedness, covering the bottom with my palm and holding the keys.
- How nice. Now I have time.
Mom walked across the room to meet me.
- Thank.
Close the inside so that I do not close.
I stood in the corridor, feeling how everything was straining at hand.
- What are you, naked, I also gave a towel?
- I ... "I didn't even think of anything"
“It must have fallen out of bed at night,” mother said. - Okay, happy new year again, she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Noticing how red my cheeks are, she said, “Don't be shy, we live in the same house, especially since I am a doctor.”
She came out saying “bye” by opening the front door to the entrance, which made me feel even hotter. Well, that there was no one at that time.
In general, it was a very vivid impression. Mom a couple of times recalled this story with a smile. One day she drove me into the paint, when they were looking for her release, she said: “You get better naked” and laughed. And I just turned red, but something inside spilled pleasant warmth. That's all, hello and thanks to all those who write!