Narrated by Dai Youtie Niu: The Mother Who Ran Naked

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I was born in 1983 and am 37 years old this year. My mother is 62 years old. Today I want to tell you a story from 24 years ago, a true story, of course. Please don't doubt it, it's absolutely my original work. I wonder if anyone on the forum has a similar experience. In short: Have you ever seen your mother running naked? That is, running naked? I believe many of you probably haven't, but I have. The scene can only be described in two words: shocking! So, the name of my story is: My Naked Running Mother!
One day in September 1996, around 6 a.m., just as dawn was breaking, I heard the sound of light rain tapping on the window. It really was raining. Since it was Sunday, I didn't have to go to school, so I didn't get up and continued sleeping.
Suddenly I heard my mother's voice next door. She told my father to get up quickly, that the clothes were on the balcony and to go get them. I didn't hear what my father mumbled, but the gist was that he knew. A little while later, I heard someone getting out of bed, and the footsteps were hurried. I was surprised to find it was Mom, not Dad, who came out to collect the laundry. Mom ran across the living room to the balcony. Most importantly, she was completely naked!
Since I could see both the living room and the balcony from my room, I saw everything clearly. Because she was running with her back to me, I could see her white buttocks swaying as she ran, like white waves on her body. My mom's breasts weren't large, quite small, but her buttocks were large and perky, not the super-fat kind. That year, she was 38, the prime of her life for her buttocks. When she reached the balcony, she reached for the clothes, her buttocks jutting out backward, one leg even bobbing up. Unfortunately, I was in bed at the time, separated from her by the living room. If I had been in the living room, with my eyesight, I probably could have clearly seen her anus and vagina the instant her back leg lifted. It was windy and rainy outside, and with her head sticking out and her chest exposed on the balcony, some rain must have hit her nipples, because the rain was heavy that day. She brought her clothes back and turned around, giving me a glimpse of her nipples and pubic hair. For a 13-year-old like me, this was witnessing my mother's full frontal nudity. From the front, her nipples were slightly erect; I don't know if it was because of the cold weather. Although my mother's breasts were small, they jiggled beautifully when she ran. Her pubic hair was average, neither too much nor too little—I only learned this later. In just a few seconds, my mother disappeared from my sight. At
that moment, I got an erection, my mind filled with images of her large, white buttocks, pubic hair, and nipples. Before I could even process what was happening, she reappeared, still completely naked!
My mother seemed to have forgotten something; once again, I saw her rushing towards the balcony with her swaying buttocks! And this time, she was even more hurried than before, so hurried that she wasn't even wearing slippers, barefoot—truly completely naked! I saw her run to the balcony again, trying to reach for something with a fork, her buttocks sticking up again, one hind leg raised even higher! The rain that day was torrential; in just a minute or two, it was pouring, and half her body was exposed outside on the balcony! She first retrieved a salted duck, then a string of chicken gizzards. After doing this, she turned around again, facing me directly, and hurriedly ran back to the bedroom. This time, I could clearly see a lot of rainwater on her hair and shoulders. This time, I didn't see her nipples; she was crossing her arms over her chest, but I once again admired her pubic hair.
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That incident happened 24 years ago. 24 years ago, my mother was 38, approaching maturity; I was 13, a teenager. I have to admit, I was fortunate, because not every man has the opportunity to witness his mother running naked. Throughout my adolescence, I secretly or unintentionally saw my mother exposed, even having sex, many times. That naked run was just one fragment. It seems unbelievable that a son would have desires for his mother, but it's actually perfectly normal. In real life, you can't even tell your best friend about your mother's desires. Fortunately, the internet exists in this era, giving these past events a chance to be brought up again.

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