Seeing Mom in lingerie

I have always appreciated the intimacy and eroticism of seeing my mom in lingerie.

If I’m in her bedroom having a conversation with her and she suddenly decides to change her clothes, she won’t ask me to leave the room. She only tells me to leave the room if she’s going to get fully nude to take a shower.

I guess you could say that when I see she’s changing clothes I should have the good manners to leave the room, but I don’t. I enjoy too much the feeling of intimacy and eroticism of seeing her lingerie.

My best memory of this was one late afternoon when I was in my early 20’s still living at home. Mom had spent all day at the funeral for a distant cousin. I hadn’t gone. She got home and sat down on her bed. I was in her room talking to her.

Suddenly, she unzips her black dress and I see that she’s wearing a sexy silver colored bra. She pulls the dress down further and I see she’s in the most erotic looking gold colored panties. The feeling in my chest was euphoric.

I mean, objectively my mother is average looking but beautiful lingerie is beautiful lingerie.

And for the final thrill, she’s wearing thigh high white stockings. She unrolls them in front of me and takes them off. She grabs and puts on a regular shirt and pants and the lingerie show is over.

My chest was still euphoric from what I had seen. And then I had a great, insightful thought, I considered that my mother had been at the funeral all day, socializing up close with 30-40 family members. But only I enjoyed the special gift of seeing the lingerie under my mother’s dress.
Growing up with mom she was always very open in a similar manner and would often have me help unzip her dress. Or would also change in front of me and I quickly developed lots of naughty thoughts.
 
Growing up with mom she was always very open in a similar manner and would often have me help unzip her dress. Or would also change in front of me and I quickly developed lots of naughty thoughts.

It’s a wonderful interaction for a boy to have with his mom. Trying to tell yourself “But it’s my mom” to calm down your arousal doesn’t really work at all.

One of the unspoken aspects which feels good for the boy is knowing that your mom has been other places that day, like maybe to the grocery store, but none of the people out there were treated to the lingerie show that you got to see. It’s a feeling of being special.
 
One of the unspoken aspects which feels good for the boy is knowing that your mom has been other places that day, like maybe to the grocery store, but none of the people out there were treated to the lingerie show that you got to see. It’s a feeling of being special.
What a wonderful way to describe it! When I read it, it makes perfect sense to me, but I hadn't really considered my own experiences from that perspective. But you hit the nail on the head! The exclusiveness and trust awarded to me by my mother when she moved around the house in her nightwear or even underwear only added to the sense of intimacy between us (even if her intention wasn't to arouse me). ❤️
 
What a wonderful way to describe it! When I read it, it makes perfect sense to me, but I hadn't really considered my own experiences from that perspective. But you hit the nail on the head! The exclusiveness and trust awarded to me by my mother when she moved around the house in her nightwear or even underwear only added to the sense of intimacy between us (even if her intention wasn't to arouse me). ❤️

I’m glad you liked my analysis. The intimacy of it is surely a major aspect of why it brings such a general good feeling. Most mothers wouldn’t stay in lingerie for a visit by the cable repairman and sons are smart, they notice this difference between what outsiders see versus what we get to see.
 
I have always appreciated the intimacy and eroticism of seeing my mom in lingerie.

If I’m in her bedroom having a conversation with her and she suddenly decides to change her clothes, she won’t ask me to leave the room. She only tells me to leave the room if she’s going to get fully nude to take a shower.

I guess you could say that when I see she’s changing clothes I should have the good manners to leave the room, but I don’t. I enjoy too much the feeling of intimacy and eroticism of seeing her lingerie.

My best memory of this was one late afternoon when I was in my early 20’s still living at home. Mom had spent all day at the funeral for a distant cousin. I hadn’t gone. She got home and sat down on her bed. I was in her room talking to her.

Suddenly, she unzips her black dress and I see that she’s wearing a sexy silver colored bra. She pulls the dress down further and I see she’s in the most erotic looking gold colored panties. The feeling in my chest was euphoric.

I mean, objectively my mother is average looking but beautiful lingerie is beautiful lingerie.

And for the final thrill, she’s wearing thigh high white stockings. She unrolls them in front of me and takes them off. She grabs and puts on a regular shirt and pants and the lingerie show is over.

My chest was still euphoric from what I had seen. And then I had a great, insightful thought, I considered that my mother had been at the funeral all day, socializing up close with 30-40 family members. But only I enjoyed the special gift of seeing the lingerie under my mother’s dress.
If I were you, I would conclude that she was sending me a message, being provocative in a way she knew or hoped would trigger a young man's horniness in such a way that I was bound to reach out and grab her at some point, and that this was what she wanted. I understand that may not have been the case with your Mom, but with other Moms and sisters, as people have related on Literotica, such has been the case.
 
I’m glad you liked my analysis. The intimacy of it is surely a major aspect of why it brings such a general good feeling. Most mothers wouldn’t stay in lingerie for a visit by the cable repairman and sons are smart, they notice this difference between what outsiders see versus what we get to see.
Indeed, and that sense of access to something that is off-limits to others surely played a huge part in why I enjoyed exploring her underwear drawers as well.
 
Definitely! It all makes sense emotionally and logically.
By the same token, I'm always excited to see photos of my mother where there is a hint of something intimate, like a bra strap being slightly visible. Being so familiar with her collection, I usually only need a few details to be able to identify what she's wearing underneath in that particular photo. Again, giving me the sensation of being privy to something taboo. ❤️
 
I grew up in the era of slips, so my mom and even grandmothers would frequently walk around in them. It happened so much when I was young that by the time I was of “age”, I didn’t get a sexual charge out of it. My mother would have me unzip dresses and would undress down to slips and sometimes bras and panties when younger. Never nude.

My wife on the other hand😮. The woman cruises around the house in front of the kids naked without a second thought. The kids will probably be scarred for life😂. Not to mention the times they walked in on us🫣
 
I grew up in the era of slips, so my mom and even grandmothers would frequently walk around in them. It happened so much when I was young that by the time I was of “age”, I didn’t get a sexual charge out of it. My mother would have me unzip dresses and would undress down to slips and sometimes bras and panties when younger. Never nude.

My wife on the other hand😮. The woman cruises around the house in front of the kids naked without a second thought. The kids will probably be scarred for life😂. Not to mention the times they walked in on us🫣
Hahaha... I am guessing that, like me, your kids will be neither scarred for life nor will the view partial or full nudity as an issue.
I saw both my parents fully nude from a young age, as did my two brothers and, as a result, can thoroughly enjoy the sight of a woman (or man) naked! As a photographer, I have to admit that it helps as, most of the time, I can focus entirely upon my work without wandering off into sexual fantasies!
Having said that, most of the female models I have worked with were as sexy as Hell and, even though I remained professional, my mind was wandering off into all sorts of very, VERY "naughty" places LOL
 
Hahaha... I am guessing that, like me, your kids will be neither scarred for life nor will the view partial or full nudity as an issue.
I saw both my parents fully nude from a young age, as did my two brothers and, as a result, can thoroughly enjoy the sight of a woman (or man) naked! As a photographer, I have to admit that it helps as, most of the time, I can focus entirely upon my work without wandering off into sexual fantasies!
Having said that, most of the female models I have worked with were as sexy as Hell and, even though I remained professional, my mind was wandering off into all sorts of very, VERY "naughty" places LOL

Nudity was never a big issue in my family, and I wouldn't call myself scarred for life. Then again, there are those Oedipal fantasies of mine... 😏
Y’all are right. I’m being a little facetious! She also breast fed so when the oldest were in their teens she either had a kid hanging off a tit or letting them hang out to dry!🤣 I’m sure none of them have lasting effects!

Except maybe when they walked in on us…
 
Like @AfternoonStu, I did have some "private" moments thinking about my birth mother... and even more about my stepmother who was much younger and, in just her panties, a teenage boy's erotic fantasy!!
There is a tale to tell about my stepmother and my stepsister... pm me if you want know how that played out!
 
Y’all are right. I’m being a little facetious! She also breast fed so when the oldest were in their teens she either had a kid hanging off a tit or letting them hang out to dry!🤣 I’m sure none of them have lasting effects!

Except maybe when they walked in on us…
So, are you going to spill the beans about being caught "in the act"? Hahaha...
 
So, are you going to spill the beans about being caught "in the act"? Hahaha...
Haha! I’ve actually relayed it somewhere on this forum but since Enquiring Minds want to know!😂

The oldest was maybe around 7 or 8? He gets put to bed, we check on him before Bizzness Time, run back to the master bedroom giggling and grab assing. Things are getting hot and heavy, she’s on her back, me between her legs face buried in her sex and she’s starting to thrash and get very vocal. So vocal that it wakes the poor lad up and he comes to investigate!😮. In our rush to get busy we forgot to lock the door.🫣. Bizzness Hour was OVER baby! Kid was crying, wife was punching me and blaming me for forgetting to lock door…all my fault. As usual.

Orgasm DENIED! I did feel like a shit heel about that.

Middle kid, same sort of scenario but I think he was a tad older and kind of knew the deal to some degree. I’m busy doing what I do, wife is again in throes of passion and just happens to open her eyes for sec to see a curious 10 or 11 yr old checking out what all the damn ruckus was about1😂.

I get bucked off before the 8 secs are up and go check on him. He fakes being asleep. No harm no foul? Right? Go back to finish the job and wife now feels like a shit heel because SHE forgot to lock the door as she was the last through, so couldn’t blame me😀

Orgasm DENIED!

Damn kids!😂
 
I grew up in the era of slips, so my mom and even grandmothers would frequently walk around in them. It happened so much when I was young that by the time I was of “age”, I didn’t get a sexual charge out of it. My mother would have me unzip dresses and would undress down to slips and sometimes bras and panties when younger. Never nude.

My wife on the other hand😮. The woman cruises around the house in front of the kids naked without a second thought. The kids will probably be scarred for life😂. Not to mention the times they walked in on us🫣

My mother would also undress down to her slip and sometimes bra and panty. Also, never nude.

The way it usually happened with my mom, I’d be in her room having a conversation with her and even if I noticed she was trying to change clothes, I wouldn’t leave the room, so she would just go ahead and change in front of me.

That pattern remained even a few times into my adulthood. My last memory of it was when I was 25. My mom had returned from an all day family funeral, a distant cousin had passed away. She was wearing a black skirt. She was sitting on the bed and I was standing near her talking, I was so close I could actually hear the sounds of the fabric as she undressed.

She took off her skirt and I suddenly saw that she was wearing the most gorgeous silver colored panties. In my mind I’m thinking, “Oh my God, that’s so hot.” I had a feeling of euphoria in my chest from seeing this. But because I was 25, I also had the idea in the back of my mind that I was too old to be watching my mother undress.

And next when she took off her black blouse and was also wearing a silver colored bra, I was struggling to maintain a steady voice tone. I felt anxious not wanting her to know how much I was enjoying seeing her in lingerie.
 
Haha! I’ve actually relayed it somewhere on this forum but since Enquiring Minds want to know!😂

The oldest was maybe around 7 or 8? He gets put to bed, we check on him before Bizzness Time, run back to the master bedroom giggling and grab assing. Things are getting hot and heavy, she’s on her back, me between her legs face buried in her sex and she’s starting to thrash and get very vocal. So vocal that it wakes the poor lad up and he comes to investigate!😮. In our rush to get busy we forgot to lock the door.🫣. Bizzness Hour was OVER baby! Kid was crying, wife was punching me and blaming me for forgetting to lock door…all my fault. As usual.

Orgasm DENIED! I did feel like a shit heel about that.

Middle kid, same sort of scenario but I think he was a tad older and kind of knew the deal to some degree. I’m busy doing what I do, wife is again in throes of passion and just happens to open her eyes for sec to see a curious 10 or 11 yr old checking out what all the damn ruckus was about1😂.

I get bucked off before the 8 secs are up and go check on him. He fakes being asleep. No harm no foul? Right? Go back to finish the job and wife now feels like a shit heel because SHE forgot to lock the door as she was the last through, so couldn’t blame me😀

Orgasm DENIED!

Damn kids!😂
I did the same to my parents but, in my case, my father was seriously pissed and banned me from Ever going into their bedroom without knocking on the door and, if there as no answer, he made it clear that I was to go back to my bedroom and wait for at least an hour before coming back...
I have to admit that, from the age of around 14, I used olto stand ptside theory bedroom door and listen to my Mum getting a bit loud as my father got her off! A bit Oedipal and a bit wrong but, at that age, who the f... cares!!
 
My mother would also undress down to her slip and sometimes bra and panty. Also, never nude.

The way it usually happened with my mom, I’d be in her room having a conversation with her and even if I noticed she was trying to change clothes, I wouldn’t leave the room, so she would just go ahead and change in front of me.

That pattern remained even a few times into my adulthood. My last memory of it was when I was 25. My mom had returned from an all day family funeral, a distant cousin had passed away. She was wearing a black skirt. She was sitting on the bed and I was standing near her talking, I was so close I could actually hear the sounds of the fabric as she undressed.

She took off her skirt and I suddenly saw that she was wearing the most gorgeous silver colored panties. In my mind I’m thinking, “Oh my God, that’s so hot.” I had a feeling of euphoria in my chest from seeing this. But because I was 25, I also had the idea in the back of my mind that I was too old to be watching my mother undress.

And next when she took off her black blouse and was also wearing a silver colored bra, I was struggling to maintain a steady voice tone. I felt anxious not wanting her to know how much I was enjoying seeing her in lingerie.
I had a similar experience with my stepmother when I was around 19. We had been to a regimental "evening" and, with my father snoring his ass off after a little too much rye whisky, I ended up sitting on their bed whilst my stepmother, talking to me about how my father could be a little insensitive to her needs, got undressed. She was wearing a gorgeous black lacy bra, matching panties with stockings & suspenders and, despite thinking about how a 4-stroke engine works, I had both a damned good look at her sexy af body and developed a throbbing erection... I do not know whether or not she noticed and, being totally honest, did not care at the time because the "self abuse" that followed was amazing!
 
I had a similar experience with my stepmother when I was around 19. We had been to a regimental "evening" and, with my father snoring his ass off after a little too much rye whisky, I ended up sitting on their bed whilst my stepmother, talking to me about how my father could be a little insensitive to her needs, got undressed. She was wearing a gorgeous black lacy bra, matching panties with stockings & suspenders and, despite thinking about how a 4-stroke engine works, I had both a damned good look at her sexy af body and developed a throbbing erection... I do not know whether or not she noticed and, being totally honest, did not care at the time because the "self abuse" that followed was amazing!

That’s extremely hot. Your story fits the “reward” theme. It’s like your stepmother was frustrated with your father and wanted to reward you for
I had a similar experience with my stepmother when I was around 19. We had been to a regimental "evening" and, with my father snoring his ass off after a little too much rye whisky, I ended up sitting on their bed whilst my stepmother, talking to me about how my father could be a little insensitive to her needs, got undressed. She was wearing a gorgeous black lacy bra, matching panties with stockings & suspenders and, despite thinking about how a 4-stroke engine works, I had both a damned good look at her sexy af body and developed a throbbing erection... I do not know whether or not she noticed and, being totally honest, did not care at the time because the "self abuse" that followed was amazing!

That’s very hot. It’s like she was criticizing your father and wanted to give you a reward for being a better example of a man, so she undressed in front of you.
 
My mom would be in short sexy lingerie with nothing underneath, I enjoy watching and often saw her large tits and hairy bush but never had a sexual thought about attempting anything with her.
 
I had a similar experience with my stepmother when I was around 19. We had been to a regimental "evening" and, with my father snoring his ass off after a little too much rye whisky, I ended up sitting on their bed whilst my stepmother, talking to me about how my father could be a little insensitive to her needs, got undressed. She was wearing a gorgeous black lacy bra, matching panties with stockings & suspenders and, despite thinking about how a 4-stroke engine works, I had both a damned good look at her sexy af body and developed a throbbing erection... I do not know whether or not she noticed and, being totally honest, did not care at the time because the "self abuse" that followed was amazing!
Was it a one time thing or did it kick off some other memorable times with your stepmother?
 
By the same token, I'm always excited to see photos of my mother where there is a hint of something intimate, like a bra strap being slightly visible. Being so familiar with her collection, I usually only need a few details to be able to identify what she's wearing underneath in that particular photo. Again, giving me the sensation of being privy to something taboo. ❤️
Definitely the taboo part that is stimulating
I had a similar experience with my stepmother when I was around 19. We had been to a regimental "evening" and, with my father snoring his ass off after a little too much rye whisky, I ended up sitting on their bed whilst my stepmother, talking to me about how my father could be a little insensitive to her needs, got undressed. She was wearing a gorgeous black lacy bra, matching panties with stockings & suspenders and, despite thinking about how a 4-stroke engine works, I had both a damned good look at her sexy af body and developed a throbbing erection... I do not know whether or not she noticed and, being totally honest, did not care at the time because the "self abuse" that followed was amazing!
very very erotic
 
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