I was shocked as I strained my sleepy eyes to the full nakedness of mother’s body. She had a towel wrapped around her head as beads of water mixed with perspiration trickled down her bare body. The view was heavenly, I had never seen this her naked before. Her dark brown nipples stood erect on her large breasts. My eyes instantly dropped to the dark mound of thick black pubes that covered her entire womanhood and rose up in a thin line all the way to her navel.
Hearing me gasp in astonishment, my maid looked at me and said “Oh Anitha, Sonu is awake!”
Mother turned towards me and smiled without the slightest embarrassment. I could feel the blood rush down to my already engorged manhood.
“Good morning Sonu beta, you?re up!” she said, without making any attempt to cover up.
My maid was red faced seeing this bold new attitude of my mother. I could feel my heart pounding as I continued to stare at her nakedness.
“Anitha didi(sister) your naked.” my maid replied again.
“He is a big boy now and a little nudity cannot hurt.” mother said with a wink.
They both giggled as my maid left the room. And I wondered if mother’s nakedness had the same affect on my maid as it had on me.
Facing me with the sweetest smile and raising her hands to her hips she said “Got a good look?”
The urge to move my hand down and rub my erection was becoming unbearable.
She stood there for a while as she dried off her hair giving me a full frontal view. She looked like a sex goddess. Her dark brown areolas showed distinctly against her creamy white breasts. The deep navel from where a thin trace of her pubic hair sprung into a dark triangle almost called out for me to bury my tongue in it.
She giggled, turning towards the bathroom and enjoying the attention of my hungry eyes, gorging on her naked flesh.
“You look so cute ma.” I managed to say with a naughty smile.
Glancing back she winked and said “Thanks!!”
She bent giving me a full view of her delicious buttocks, the protruding labial lips and pubic hair as she picked up her clothes and vanished into the bathroom.
This became a custom on most weekends when I visited home. Mother was very comfortable with her nudity at home and felt I was old enough to accept it as well. Who was I to object, the only part I regretted was she never undressed in front of me.
We used to have a big festival once a year during which it was customary for woman folk to have an oil bath and perform religious ceremonies.
I was in bed, when I heard my maid walk into the room with warm oil and fresh towels for mother’s oil bath. Mother was sipping her coffee, as she smiled and exchanged pleasantries with my maid.
“Should I wake Sonu and send him out?” I heard my maid say.
“He looks tired let him sleep, besides what’s to hide.” mother replied.
They both giggled as they watched me squinting in the morning light. For the first time I saw mother’s hand at the hooks of her blouse. My heart almost skipped a beat in anticipation. My maid helped remove the rest of her sari. They kept chatting, as mother disrobed. Her big breasts swung free as they came off the tight clasp of her blouse. She was naked once again as she stepped out of her petticoat.
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