My Exhibitionist Mom

These are the stories of Amie Jacobson, the Exhibitionist Mom, as seen through the eyes of her Daughter, the sexy teenager, Jill.

This is Chapter 1 of book 7 of the series, "My Exhibitionist Mom," available at Zbookstore dot com. ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18

In this chapter, Jill discovers her Mother clandestinely masturbating as she does some gardening, and afterwards, does it herself!

CHAPTER 71- THE MAGIC GARDEN

I was home early from an afternoon birthday party down the street, and we all got plants as party favors, I was going to stick the plant in the front garden, so I came in through the garage and went to get our ratty garden hose and saw that it was gone. It's been there since the Mesozoic Era, so I wondered where it was. I found it in the trash can, I guess Mom had finally had enough of its leaky ways. I saw Mom out in the garden, and it looked like she had a brand new hose stretched out there.

It looked like it was underneath her, and there was a small puddle forming below where she was kneeling. How did she not notice it under there? As I sat and watched a little longer, I noticed that she was moving, very slightly, up and down. She had one hand on the ground and the other held a trowel. Every once in a while she reached out and scooped a little dirt with it. Her hips were moving slightly up and down. The movement seemed familiar to me. I thought she might have been masturbating somehow with the hose.

My sweet, sexy little Mom was doing herself on top of the new hose, and it was trickling out water from underneath her skirt. It looked like she was holding the hose in back of her with her two feet while she bounced up and down on it. As I watched, her movements became more pronounced. I wanted to play a little game with her.

I started out across the lawn. "Hi Mom! I was just looking for the hose." She started, almost jumped, and then recovered, but did not change her position. "Is that a new one? I guess the old one bit the dust finally."

"Hi Honey! Yes, I got a new one. I'm doing a little gardening. Are you going to plant that flower?"

"Yes, we all got one at Ginny's party. It ended a little early." I could see her hips starting to move again. She wasn't going to let a little thing like conversation slow her down. She must have been getting close. I wanted to see how far she would go with me standing there. "Are you almost done with it?"

"Yes, I just need a few more minutes. Why don't you go in and get yourself something to eat while I finish up here. Oh! Oh."

"Oh that's okay, I'll just hang out with you here till you're done."

"Oh. OH!." She was trying not to make too much movement, but she must have been getting close.

"Mom, are you okay? Your back is moving up and down."

"I'm just doing a couple exercises. My back is hurting a little today."

Perfect! "Mom, you need a back rub! I'm famous for them- you'll be purring after a few minutes, trust me!"

"Oh, I think you're right about that, Jill! Oh, yes." She was starting to bounce a little bit more noticeably as I walked over to her and perched myself on my knees beside her. I reached up and started to knead her neck and upper back. I could see she was not wearing a bra, which was going to make my job even easier.

"You seem a little tense, Mom. I'm going to reach under your shirt." I did a little more than that, as I pulled her shirt up her back. She had slowed the rhythm of her hips now, but she was going up and down further each stroke. I could tell that she must have the new hose inserted into her pussy, and she was moving up and down on it with the water turned to a very low flow. "That's it, Mom. Just relax, I'll take care of you."

"Will you, Dear? That would be so nice. Yes, it feels good. It feels so good. Mmmm. Yes it does. Do I feel less tense now?"

Her eyes were closed now. "Yes, Mom, you are starting to relax. Leave yourself in my hands. That's it. You feel very good this way, Mom." In a smooth motion, on my next trip up her back under her shirt, I pulled it over her nipples, which were facing towards the house. I took a chance that I had gone too far. I made it seem important to the task at hand. I kept massaging her upper back. She made no reaction, but her nipples were rock hard. I pulled the shirt up a little more. They stood prominently out at least an inch. I wrapped my hands around her neck, caressing her softly.

"Mmmm. Yes. Oh yes, Honey. It feels good. So good. Hmmmm. Mmm, yes. Keep going. Keep it up. Yes, touch me. Touch me please, yes." I could tell she was very excited. I took another chance and brushed my hand against her nipple. It startled her slightly, she must have forgotten it was exposed. She chose to take it in stride.

"Oh!. Mmmm. Okay. Hmmm, yes."

"Does it feel good, Mommy? You're nipples are showing. Is that okay?"

"It's okay, Honey. Keep going."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel embarrassed if somebody sees them."

"It's okay. It feels good when they are out like that. Keep going, now." I massaged and kneaded her as she moved her ass up and down.

"Are you feeling better? Does it feel good?"

"MMM. Yes it does."

"Really good, Mommy?"

"MMM. Mmmmm. Oh. Oh, oh yes. Yes it does. It's going to happen."

"What will happen, Mommy?" I grazed her nipple again, and then reached around to gently pinch the one on the other side.

"You're going to make Mommy feel better." I started running the back of my hand up and down her hard nipples.

"Are you ready, Mommy?" She was breathing hard and bouncing up and down.

"Yes, Honey, I think you are fixing my back problems for today. Uhh. Uhh. Yes. UHHHH. Mmmmm. Hmmm."

"Mom, you looked more relaxed now. Did it work?"

"Yes, Jill, I think it did. I feel much better. I'm going inside to have a little nap. Plant your flower and I'll come out and look at it later." She got up and slowly started towards the house, a big wet spot from the hose on the back of her skirt. As she was walking, her back towards me, I took the hose and put it under my dress, the water still coming out in a fast trickle. I pushed my panties aside with the threaded end and shoved it into my cunt. Before she was even at the door, I was pushing and pulling it in and out, hoping she wouldn't turn around.

I kept jacking it in and out, waiting to see if she would turn to look, but she didn't. So I positioned my body facing front, towards the street. I saw a package delivery truck approach the house next door. I wondered if the driver could see me from there, or could make out that I was masturbating. I wondered if the driver was male or female. I figured they would be focused on delivering the package, and might not even notice that I was there.