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Alone with his bad self, Robert has a Nude Day masturbation party

With his mother gone on her Nude Day, naked, weekend cruise with her latest boyfriend, Robert was finally home alone. Feeling as if he was judged and scrutinized whenever his mother was home with him, he took a big breath of freedom. Seemingly with her having no control over the bad men that she dated, he paid the price of her wanting to make him into a better man. She exerted the physical and emotional control over him that her boyfriends didn’t allow her to have over them.

Now, alone with his bad self, king of his castle, he was finally able to do whatever he wanted to do and what he wanted to do was to watch whatever he wanted to watch on TV without feeling guilty for watching all of the sports shows that he wanted to watch. Moreover, instead of hiding in his bedroom as he always does whenever he’s horny and masturbating, which seemingly was all the time lately, 22-year-old Robert made himself comfortable in the living room. When not watching sports, his plan was to masturbate. In the way that his mother so controlled him and always told him what to do, what would she think of him now if she saw him pulling his prick?

Actually, with Nude Day not until Tuesday, July 14th, his mother’s premature, Nude Day celebration started early from Friday, July 10th through to Sunday July 12th. A real treat for him, with his mother gone on a Nude Day cruise for the weekend with her current boyfriend, he was celebrating his own Nude Day early by walking around the house naked all weekend long. Freeing his cock from the confines of his pajama bottoms to dang all through the house, he wished he could walk naked in front of his mother. He wished his mother would walk naked in front of him.

Yet, with her not there, he planned on touching and/or rubbing every area and everything with his cock that his mother usually touches. Then, when she returns home and touches the countertop, the coffee pot, the toaster, the sink, and the refrigerator, his way of imagining that she’s touching his cock, he’ll remember that he put his cock to all of those things. He planned on rubbing his naked cock against all of her clothes, especially her panties and bras. For her not to know he’s such a perverted son who sexually lusts over his mother, he’d have to take care to put everything back as it was. He didn’t want her to know that he was in her underwear drawer. How embarrassing would that be for her to know that he was feeling her bras and sniffing her panties while rubbing his cock over everything she touches. He could only imagine what she’d say if she knew.

“Robert! Did you rub your cock on the countertop, the coffeepot, and the toaster? Did you go through my underwear drawer and rub your cock on my panties and bras?”

“No, Mom, I’d never do that?”

“Then, why does everything I touch smell like cock?”

He wished his mother would walk around the house naked in front of him. He wished he could put his erect cock on his mother’s shoulder when she was sipping her coffee at the kitchen table, he imagined her turning her head to take him in her mouth to suck him. He wished his mother would hang her naked breasts in his face, if she did that, definitely, he’d take her tits in his mouth and suck her nipples.

He wished she had more of a European attitude about nudity. In Europe, mothers and sisters go to the beach topless and nude in front of their sons and brothers. He’d love to go to a topless beach with his mother. He’d love to frolic in the water with her while accidentally on purpose touching, feeling and fondling her beautiful breasts while fingering her big nipples. Something more to masturbate over, he couldn’t wait to masturbate over his mother.

Naked, naked, naked. Now that he was naked, it felt so good to walk around his mother’s house naked. If only she was home with him, with this the advent of Nude Day, daring himself to do just that, he imagined walking naked in front of his mother. He imagined walking out in the kitchen naked Tuesday morning, Nude Day.

“Robert! What are you doing? You’re naked? Where are you clothes?”

He imagined his mother saying while staring down at his cock.

“It’s Nude Day, Mother, get naked with me,” he imagined saying to her.

Getting ready to masturbate himself, he imagined her stripping off her skirt, blouse, bra, and panty. Only, even though he wanted to walk around the house naked in front of his mother, he didn’t dare. If only she’d walk naked in front of him, he’d walk naked in front of her. Only, just as he’d never walk naked in front of his mother, she’d never walk naked in front of him. Still with her gone for the weekend and with him home alone, he could masturbate over the sexual fantasy of being naked with his naked mother for Nude Day.

‘What’s the big deal,’ he thought, as if he didn’t know any better. ‘It’s just a body, albeit a naked illegal bahis body. We all have the same bodies. Men have one body and women have another. It isn’t as if we haven’t seen naked bodies before,’ he thought while thinking of his mother naked.

Only, it was more than that and he knew it. She was his mother and he was her son. Even if she was a slut and a whore who had sex with a multitude of men, she was still his mother. Even if she paraded around him in her low cut bra and sexy bikini panties, she was forbidden fruit. As if she was Eve in the Garden of Eden and he was Adam, with them both knowing that the Devil was watching, he wasn’t allowed to touch.

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Now that he’s naked and alone without his mother’s judgmental supervision, he only wished a sexy, female neighbor would knock at his door asking to borrow a cup of sugar. Oh, yeah, he’d love to show some woman he doesn’t even know his cock. How hot would that be to flash his cock to someone he doesn’t even know? He wondered what her reaction would be to seeing his exposed prick.

“Knock, knock,” he imagined his sexy, female neighbor at his front door.

Wearing only his big, welcoming smile, he imagined opening his door naked.

“Hi. Welcome. Come in,” he imagined saying.

“Oh, sorry. You’re naked,” he imagined her saying while she stared down at his cock. “Maybe I should come back later when your dressed or…not at all,” she said not removing her eyes from his exposed prick.

Wishing she was naked too, he looked at her staring at his exposed prick.

“Don’t go. I’m not a pervert. With my mother gone for the weekend on a Nude Day cruise, I’m just celebrating Nude Day early,” he imagined saying. “Won’t you join me?”

She seemed uncomfortable with him being naked but in the way she continued staring at his cock, even though she voiced her disinterest in his invitation, she seemed sexually interested to join him in his Nude Day celebration.

“Join you? Join you naked? You want me to get naked too?”

She looked up at his face before looking down at his cock again.

“Yes,” he imagined saying to her.

Obviously horny, she looked more at his naked cock than she did at his face.

“Oh, um, I only wanted to borrow a cup of sugar,” he imagined her saying.

Trying to avoid the elephant in the hall, she stared up at his face.

“Sure. I can get that cup of sugar for you. Won’t you come inside? Perhaps, you’d like to celebrate Nude Day with me by getting naked too,” he imagined saying again, his way of sexually enticing her.

He watched her play with her hair while licking her lips. If he was reading her body language correctly, she was becoming sexually aroused by the sight of his cock. Hopefully, she was becoming sexually aroused by the thought of her stripping naked in front of a man she had just met and didn’t know.

“Actually,” she said fingering the button of her blouse while giving him a naughty, sexy look. “Something I’ve never done before and something that’s on my bucket list of things to do, I’ve always wanted to celebrate Nude Day naked,” he imagined her saying. “Being that you’re already naked, I don’t mind getting naked too.”

As if a spider allowing a fly in his web or a vampire allowing an innocent victim in his house, he closed the door behind her. He so wanted to laugh in the way that Vincent Price, the dark prince of horror movies, laughed on Michael Jackson’s Thriller.

“What’s your name?”

Enjoying the impromptu, striptease show, he turned to watch her strip off her short skirt, her low cut blouse, her B cup bra, and her white, bikini panty. Naked, naked, naked, she was now as naked as he was.

“Cindy,” she said turning to face him naked.

She looked nervous. She looked scared. She seemed embarrassed. Judging her from her erect nipples, either she was cold or sexually aroused. Whether she was sexually aroused or not, she was naked. Naked, naked, naked, they were both naked.

Now to make it more of a celebratory party, he only wished a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a female Jehovah’s Witness, and/or the Avon lady would ring his doorbell. As long as they were all female, the more the merrier.

“Ding, dong!”

As if magically appearing, he imagined a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a female Jehovah’s Witness, and an Avon lady at his door. He imagined opening his door naked. Naked, naked, naked, he only wished he had the balls to open his door naked when he knew there was an unsuspecting woman standing on the other side of the door.

“Hello?”

He watched the four women look down from his face to stare at his cock.

“Oh, my, you’re naked,” he imagined the women all saying in unison as if a chorus while staring down at his cock.

Counting his next door neighbor, he smiled that five women he didn’t even know stared at his cock in the way that he imagined five men his mother illegal bahis siteleri didn’t even know were staring at her naked body aboard her Nude Day cruise boat. As if they’ve never seen a prick before, women always act so shocked, surprised, and innocent when seeing a man’s cock. Yet, when confronted by a naked cock, as long as they know that no harm will come to them, they stare at a naked man as much as men stare at naked women. Surely, unlike his next door neighbor who willingly stripped naked, he’d have a better chance of getting this four women to strip naked when they’re all together then if they came to his door individually.

“It’s okay. I’m not a weirdo or anything. I’m not even a nudist. I’m just celebrating Nude Day early. Come in. You may remove your clothes too, if you’d like and celebrate Nude Day with us. This is Cindy, my next door neighbor. She happened by to borrow a cup of sugar and I asked her to join me in my Nude Day celebration. The next thing I knew she was naked.”

Being that this was his sexual fantasy and he could do anything he wanted, the four women entered his house and immediately began stripping off their clothes. Enjoying the scene of four women stripping off their skirts, their blouses, their bras, and their panties, he looked from one naked woman to the other naked woman. If Robert couldn’t escort his mother on a Nude Day, naked cruise, then he was going to have his own naked, Nude Day party.

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With the thoughts of being naked with five naked women already making him horny and giving him an erection, he imagined entertaining his sexy female neighbor, a female real estate agent, a woman wanting him to sign a petition, a Jehovah Witness woman, and an Avon Lady naked. Naked, naked, naked, they were all naked celebrating Nude Day naked with him. He imagined himself as Will Forte playing Phil Miller in the Last Man on Earth but surrounded by surviving women who he’d have to sex with to impregnate them to save the human population.

Already beginning to have his sexual fantasies in preparation of him masturbating himself all weekend long, he wished he was with other naked people celebrating Nude Day in the way that his mother was with other naked people celebrating Nude Day. Jealous of her, he wished he was having a good, naked time with his friends in the way she was obviously having a good, naked time with her friends. Instead of being home alone, he wished he had been invited to a Nude Day naked party instead of having a party by himself.

Yet, if he dared open his front door naked, even with the excuse of it being a premature celebration of Nude Day, with his luck someone would call the police and have him arrested for lewd and lascivious behavior and public indecency. Besides, he didn’t need to flash his naked body to unsuspecting women to have a good time with himself. Home alone with his bad self, he had everything he needed, a jar of lube, a box of tissues, his horny hand, and, hopefully, a home movie of his mother strutting around the backyard in her barely there bikini with her drunken girlfriends.

Having never seen this video before, with him waiting a week to be alone to watch it, he couldn’t wait to watch it now. Hoping that it met with his sexual anticipation of all that he imagined was on it, at least enough for him to cum while masturbating himself, he found it hidden at the bottom of his mother’s underwear drawer. An encouraging sign, with the video not out in the open but hidden beneath her panties in her lingerie drawer, he suspected that it was X-rated. Hoping to see his mother naked or, at the very least topless, ever since he found it, he’s been waiting for days to watch it. Ever since he found it, he’s been masturbating over the thoughts of watching it while imagining his mother was topless and/or naked on the video. Now that his mother wasn’t home, this was his perfect chance to watch it while masturbating himself.

With her gone for the entire weekend celebrating Nude Day with one of her latest boyfriends on his rented boat, he was home alone celebrating Nude Day with his horny hand and, hopefully, along with the topless and/or naked videotaped sight of his mother. The first time he’s had the whole house to himself, he was ready to masturbate the entire weekend away while imagining having sex with his topless and/or naked mother. Ready to stroke his cock to see how many times he could cum in a day while having his favorite fantasy, seeing his mother in her barely there bikini, topless, and/or naked while imagining having sex with her, he couldn’t wait to begin masturbating himself. He couldn’t wait to watch her 40th birthday party video.

Now that he knows his mother attended an orgy, paraded around naked, had a gangbang, gave strange men blowjobs, and got drunk enough to allow men to give her a cum bath, he couldn’t wait to masturbate over the imagined thoughts of his mother blowing him. His mother was a slut. His mother was a whore. Now that he knows his mother canlı bahis siteleri is a slut and a whore, a real game changer, from this moment on, everything will changed between them.

Thinking that she was a good and moral woman, all this time he’s been lusting over her while afraid to put the moves on her. Now that he knows that she’s been doing God knows what with Tom, Dick, Harry, Mo, Curly, and Larry. How dare she? If she could have sex with strange men, men that she didn’t even know, then why can’t she have sex with him? Now that he knows she likes cock, when she comes home from her little, Nude Day, naked adventure, he’ll be treating her differently than he’s ever done before.

He’ll be more aggressive sexually and insistent too. Maybe he’ll summon the courage to barge in her bathroom while she’s showering or barge in her bedroom when she’s changing. He’d love to catch her naked. If only for more masturbation fodder, he’d love to see his mother’s naked body.

‘Oh, sorry Mom. I didn’t know you were naked,’ he imagined saying to her when finally barging in her bathroom or bedroom and catching her without her clothes.

“Happy Nude Day to me,” he said for no one to hear while content to be alone with his horny self.

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Oddly and suspiciously enough, he thought about her 40th birthday, pool party video again. Now that he thought more about it, he’s searched through her underwear drawers several times before to feel her bras and sniff her panties while looking for nude photos of her without finding any. Checking all of her hiding spots, other than finding her sexy panties and lacy bras, there was never any sign of her hiding this video beneath her bras and panties before so why now?

Never as much as finding even a sexually inappropriate photo of her, other than her sexy underwear, he’s never found anything to inspire him to masturbate over the thoughts of seeing his mother topless and/or naked while having sex with her topless and/or naked body. Then, suddenly, as if it magically appeared, something he never knew even existed until last week when he found it at the bottom of her underwear drawer. He couldn’t believe he found his mother’s 40th Birthday, pool party video.

“Wow! What the Hell is this? Fuck me. Where did this come from? Are you kidding me? No way,” he said wishing he could play it now while masturbating. “I can’t wait to watch this.”

He couldn’t believe his luck. Finding this video of his mother was like winning the lottery jackpot. Only with him not very lucky, finding this video at this most opportune time made him as suspicious as it made him sexually excited with the anticipation of watching it. Wondering what was on the video, he couldn’t wait for his mother to leave him alone for the Nude Day weekend.

Still, not very believable that he’d suddenly be successful in finding something so privately personal and something that he’s so sexually excited to watch when he’s never had any luck in finding anything like this before, he suspected he was being setup. After routinely looking through her lingerie drawer and finding nothing but her lingerie, no naked photos and no X-rated videos, it seemed all too perfect that he’d find her 40th birthday, pool party video, especially with her now gone for the entire weekend. How convenient is that for him? Seemingly, he suspected that she wanted him to find this. Whatever was on this DVD, seemingly, she not only wanted him to find it but also she wanted him to watch it.

Every day for a week, while waiting for the day she left him alone, he checked her underwear drawer to make sure the video was still there. Every day for a week the video was still there. Day after day, he opened her underwear drawer not to sniff her panties and/or to feel her bras, which he did anyway, he couldn’t help himself from not doing that, he made sure her video was still there. The video was still there. The burning question was, would the video still be there on the day that she left him alone. Then, when she told him that she was going away for the weekend, he just hoped she’d leave the video behind. As soon as left, he checked her underwear drawer for the video and it was there. Now with him ready with his lube and tissues, he couldn’t wait to watch this hopefully topless and/or naked video of his mother.

Waiting for her to leave him alone long enough for him to watch her video over and again while masturbating over and again, he couldn’t wait to have the house to himself. With her working from home lately and with her on vacation for the past week, seemingly she was always home. Feeling as if he was being used, he couldn’t help but think that his mother set him up and was playing a joke on him. Knowing her fun sense of humor, the DVD probably was filled with cartoons or a stupid movie. Maybe the video had a private message to him to stop masturbating.

“Ha! Ha! You thought you found something sexy and sexually revealing of me,” he imagined her saying to him on the video. “When it’s just a video of me doing your laundry. Stay out of my underwear drawer Robert. Stop sniffing my panties and feeling my bras. Do not masturbate while sitting in my red, leather recliner,” he imagined her saying on the video.

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