Our city is small and out of boredom the guys from our company sometimes went to the sports complex and spied through the windows of the women's dressing rooms, although some were already well over 20. There were not only gymnasiums, but dance groups, and changing rooms on the first floor. - There, yesterday, at the dances of Sashkin, mother appeared! - once excitedly said Kolyan, and nodded at me. I didn’t believe it, but then I remembered that my mom didn’t really have been all evening yesterday and was in doubt. It became very embarrassing, because I imagined that they would now look at my mother, as she changes clothes, although she was already forty.

I did not know what to say or what to do. If this is the case and he saw her, then it was already silly to get into a fight. And everyone continued to discuss my mother, do not hesitate to me. - And how is she? What did you see? She took off her pants too? - No cowards. But her breasts are huge! In his underpants and bra seen. In white! - and all moronically sulked as small, but I wanted to leave, but this would make even more ridicule. And still, I did not believe him, Kolyan could invent, and my mother would not allow to pry. Then they started talking about something else, but I could only think about it. And suddenly mom left the doorway.

- ABOUT! Gone! Right now, go a little, let's go too! - excitedly whispered guys - Come on?

- Hey, you che, this is my mom! Leave her alone! - I was outraged.

- It's not fair, you saw her mother at home naked, we also want! - neighing Vitka.

- No, she does not go like that at home! But then I still thought that it was better to go, because I did not believe Kolyan that my mother was undressing so much there, she is not a naive girl.

And I went with them to stop this gossip. We came to this sports complex, but the training had already begun and everyone decided to wait until the rehearsal was over and the dancers would change back. While everyone was waiting and smoking, squatting, I was terribly worried. It was already dark, we were not visible, and what happened in the locker room was clearly visible from the street through the slits in the curtains. When women started to enter the locker room, everyone clung to the windows, and so did I. Women were in short skirts, beautiful shoes, and there really was something to see! Some of them changed completely, so everyone rushed to that window to look at their breasts. One of them even went to a corner, dressed in panties, and everyone almost screamed with delight when she saw her triangle overgrown with hair. But the majority changed modestly, so that we could see only the laundry through the tights. But they even caused excitement!

I looked at others inattentively, because I was worried about what mom would do. I really did not want her to take off her panties or a bra. And if she stays in pantyhose, it would not be so bad, and I would have calmed down completely. But for some reason, mother did not change clothes. She delved into her bag, but for too long, imperceptibly looking around when one of the women said goodbye and left. I finally realized that mom wants everyone to leave to be alone. “Probably she is shy of them. Does this mean she will undress harder? ”- I again rasperezhivalas. When everyone left, my mother sat for half a minute, then got up, took off the dance skirt and stayed in a very short underskirt.

Guys stared delightedly. And I tensed. Then mom pulled the pantyhose out from under her with her underpants, but so that no one could see anything, and she remained in a bra with huge cups and in an underskirt, under which there was already nothing! Then she suddenly stopped, walked to the door, stood for a while, then looked out into the corridor, came back. Then she pressed her hands to her cheeks. “Lord, what am I doing?” Mom suddenly said out loud, and we heard it through a broken corner of the glass. She quickly took off her bra, threw it on a chair, and, covering her chest with her hands, or rather trying to cover, because she could only close her nipples, went out of the locker room into the corridor.

- Where is she? - someone asked in surprise. I was terrified.

- Hey, she is here! Let's go here! - Kolya whispered from the next window. All went there and began to look for a gap in the curtains. There were more of them here, it was the men's dressing room. There were large sports bags on the floor and I remembered that in the next room some newcomers wrestlers, dark brown-haired guys, who were not speaking Russian, were training with each other.

I saw my mother in the corner of the men's dressing room in one lower skirt. She hid behind a half-open door, hands pressed to her chest. I refused to believe what was happening and was looking for some reasons for what she was doing. “She probably forgot something there! Why doesn't she leave? They can come in now and see that she is without a bra !! Probably someone walking along the corridor? But now there is nobody in the corridor, you can get out, why doesn’t she leave? Please! ”I was desperately worried about my mother, fearing that those wrestlers would see her. But mom didn't even try to get out!

I could no longer come up with a single excuse for what my mother did. She clearly wanted those guys to see her, and this thought made her feel even more ashamed. Indeed, it is one thing that they spied through the window, but mother didn’t know that she could be seen in this form, and quite another when she herself went to this! I suddenly saw how my mother, who had just stood up and covered her chest with her hands, suddenly did something like that ... She suddenly started pulling her nipples with her fingers! And it did it all the more, the louder were the voices in the corridor! And when someone passed by the door, my mother squeezed her nipples so hard that her eyes rolled! (Erotic stories) She drew them five centimeters so hard that it seemed she wanted to tear them off, then let them go, then she drew off again and breathed with her half-open mouth as often as if she were choking!

“Hey, she's jerking off her breasts!” The guys whispered excitedly, pushing each other. “Sashka, your hot mother is jerking off!” That word struck me, I didn’t know what to do, it was very embarrassing, but I immediately stopped paying attention. Mom was already squeezing her nipples so hard that it was obvious that her fingers were straining, and it seemed to her face that she would now cry out in pain. At the same time, she no longer stood just in place, but stepped over with beautiful dance shoes, pressed one leg to the other, squatted a little, bending her knees.

I could not tear myself away from what was happening, it was both embarrassing and exciting even for me ... I realized that something had happened because my mother’s face had changed. Eyes opened wide, fear and tension appeared in them. And only after that I saw that two guys entered the room, and then another ... They did not close the door, but already started feeling free to undress, not noticing my mother. I wanted to hope that maybe they will now change clothes and leave, and everything will finally end. But when five people came in, the latter closed the door behind him. Mom was in front of everyone! I heard some kind of guttural exclamation and froze, waiting for what would happen and thinking only about how now my mother is probably ashamed that they see her without a bra!

"How so! Why didn't she leave on time? Well, now stands in this form in front of the guys! And she wanted it! And she took off her panties from under her skirt? Suddenly they will see it too? ”And then what started was to begin. I wanted to leave, but I could not. And he could not turn away. I turned away for a second, but then I looked again ... And everyone watched, speechless. And what happened there, I can not forget. And everyone saw it! I wanted to fall through the ground from what they later said about my mother, every time they saw her or simply remembered! I tried to explain that my mother did not go to dance after that incident! But this could not change anything.

3 comments
  • K (a guest)
    April 2, 2014 14:37

    Where is the band?
    Although it's even better :)

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  • Zitz (a guest)
    April 3, 2014 12:14 PM

    Well, a start - write a sequel

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  • October 25, 2017 0:29

    It is clear that the slut, like other mothers!

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