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In a show of good faith, I will get the ball rolling by looking back about ten years, to the time when I still lived at home while making my way through college. I'm a school teacher now, but at the time, I worked late nights at a convenience store. Before I go on, let me just make one disclaimer: my story is based on actual events, so there is no explosive sex to be found here. To be honest, I didn't even know whether to post it in these groups or in a group which discusses exhibitionism. In the end, mature pussy believe this is a story which begins as an honest enjoyment of nudism, begins to slide into exhibitionism, has a touch of voyeurism (on the part of my mother), and then dabbles in incestuous themes. If you feel this is wasting your time, then just click out and read no further. If I get no feedback, I'll cut it off here and assume you weren't interested. If I get some positive response, I'll continue the story, since I have a lot to tell. I've always enjoyed being nude and, while it wasn't practiced openly in my house, I wasn't stopped from doing what I wanted in the privacy of my room -- or even when certain parties were present. My mom especially grew more open with my casual nudity as time went on. To repeat, I'm one of those folks who came from a home where casual nudity was most definitely NOT practiced as a rule. However, ever since I was pretty young, I felt compelled to strip off nude mom whenever the opportunity arose. When I happened to have the house to myself, off came the clothes. Mature nude think there were the first stirrings of adolescent eroticism initially associated with these nude periods, but eventually, what took precedence over anything else was the comfort and freedom that arose from being completely naked granny gallery around the house. Somehow or another, I managed to avoid being caught by the rest of the family (father, mother and younger sister) until my late mature hoes. One morning, I thought I had the house to myself and sauntered into the kitchen in the nude, only to find mom coming into the room from the other door. We both froze and then I said, "Sorry!" and was about to turn tail (literally!) and run, when she stopped me and told me it was okay. She asked what I was up to. I told her I was just grabbing toast and juice for breakfast and she said, "Fine, go ahead." This incident nude mom completely blew me away: my mother had always seemed extremely conservative to me. However, here she was practicing tolerance, of all things. I was still pretty embarrassed, so I hurried through my routine and left, promising it wouldn't happen again. And it didn't. At least not for another few years. Because I decided to go to a local university, I stayed home to save on bills. I worked graveyard shift at the convenience store, went to school in the morning, crashed through the afternoon and woke up early evenings to start the routine again. One morning, an off-morning for me in terms of not having to rush off to school, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and decided to get my studying out of the way, then try to crash again. I'd forgotten my cigarettes in the family room (I know: a filthy habit), so, completely nude, I strolled out of my room and once again, my mom's part-time receptionist job had pulled a switch and she ended up being home on this morning. If she'd had the TV on, I would have been alerted, but she was curled up on the couch, reading a book. In I strolled and the first thing out of my mouth was "Sorry!" and the first thing out of hers, was "Deja vu! Flashback two or three years!" She cracked a lopsided smile. "Didn't we go through this before?" We laughed about it and I grabbed my ciggies and started to leave. I told her I'd be more careful. The next thing she said surprised me once again: "Listen, I know you like to be naked in your room, Tony, and to be honest, I don't care what you do or don't wear around me. Just watch yourself around Lisa [my little sis] and don't you dare let your dad catch you streaking around the place." Well, I certainly didn't abuse the privilege after that incident, but I was definitely more casual about walking around the house in the buff when it was just mom and me at home. And because the ice had been broken, I noted that mom was also more casual about coming into my room to "sit and visit" with me during the day, if I happened to be home. I even noticed that when she left my room on these occasions, she'd leave my bedroom door open. I didn't want to make mom feel uncomfortable in any way, so I still tried to stick close to my room, but she let me know that my nudism was really okay with her with her visits to my room; and by inviting me into the family room to watch a TV program we were both going to watch in separate rooms, etc. Once, I donned my jogging shorts, but when she asked me why I bothered, I got the hint. A few afternoons later, we were going to watch a movie on cable together and I strolled into the living room stark naked and lay face down on the couch. I eventually turned over and watched the whole movie nude and she wasn't fazed by it, so that was the last time I covered up for her when we were alone at home.