12-05-2026, 10:35 AM
While I was in the bathroom showering, my mind kept asking me the same question over and over: Is this right? Even though I know my son is watching through the camera, isn't it wrong for me to shower like this, exposing my naked body to him?
But I kept repeating to myself the same answer I always give myself: “This is for his own good; if he really wants to be okay, he has to do this,” I told myself as I stood properly in front of the camera and caressed my breast.
As I was thinking about this and rubbing my pussy, my son suddenly walked in and said, “You've been rubbing your pussy for a long time; turn around and show me your ass,” and then he left. I did as he said, turned around, and rubbed my ass in front of the camera.
As I was thinking about this and rubbing my breasts, my son suddenly came in and said, “You've been rubbing your breasts for a long time—turn around and show me your ass,” then walked off. I did as he said, turned around, and rubbed my ass for the camera.
Finally, after finishing my shower, just as I was about to leave for the office, my son came up to me and said, “I want a digital camera, go buy one,” and went back inside. Thinking I could just buy one and give it to him, I inquired, only to find out how exorbitant the price was.
I realized I would have to pay a whole month's salary for it, and I was at a loss for what to do. I was also worried about what my son would do if I went without buying the camera. Just then, the peon at the office saw me walking in with a sad face and asked what was wrong. I told him about the camera.
He said he knew of some shops where you could get old cameras at low prices, so that evening I went to those shops. In two of them they wouldn't give me the price I'd asked, and they wouldn't lower it either. So I went to the last shop and asked, and he quoted me a slightly lower price. But even that was more than I had, so I haggled with him and tried to get it at half price.
He said he couldn't do that much. I tried, and just as I was thinking, “This isn't going to work; let's head out,” a voice came from behind me: “Hey, you bastard, what are you doing haggling with the lady like this?”
As soon as that voice spoke, I didn't turn around; instead, I froze, because I knew that voice. Wasn't that the voice of the guy whose shop I'd gone to, the one I'd lifted my sari in front of to show off my ass? How could I ever forget? Yes, it was him, that young man from the lingerie shop... but how did he get here?
As I was thinking, the guy standing right behind me said, “Dude, man, you can't haggle with a lady like that… you have to give her the price she's asking.” The vendor asked, “What, man, are you kidding? You want me to sell this camera for half price? Are you crazy?”
The guy standing behind me immediately said, “Pssst, hold on, buddy. We can take half the money up front and settle the rest however the madam wants.” The vendor looked at him in confusion, and he turned back to me and said, “What's up, madam? You haven't been by the shop lately. I had some top-quality pictures taken just for you…” and then whispered softly so only I could hear, “Madam, your ass I saw that day is still right in front of my eyes.”
The moment he said that, goosebumps ran all over me. For a second I thought about running away, but the next moment my son came to mind and I just stood there, motionless.
By then the vendor said, “Oh, so this is the woman you mentioned the other day… You shouldn't have held back, man—she's really something…” Tears welled up in my eyes. I held them back as best I could. He then asked me, “Tell me, ma'am, how are you going to pay the rest of the price for the camera?”
My throat was dry, no words came, my clenched hands went numb.. I stammered, "I.. don't want to.. I'll... change...' I choked out the words. He cut me off. 'What, Madam? Is this like a porn movie to you? Just your ass isn't enough, Madam... Hmm, let's do something else. Take it all off.'
My ears burned at that word, and I looked at him with terrified eyes. He continued, ‘Take everything off and stand naked. Me and my friend will watch your naked beauty and cum all over you,’ and I shook my head, saying I couldn't.
Immediately he said, “Then you don't have to fuck. But instead, you have to suck our cocks.” I was shattered. This young man looking at me was telling me to suck. What kind of person am I? Even my husband has never asked for anything like this. And here today, this guy... he's telling me to suck his cock.
“Please don't say things like that… I… I can't do all that…” I said. He replied, “Decide which of the two is best and tell us yourself, ma'am. We can even give you a lower camera count.” I stood silently, and he continued, “Are you going to take it off?” I lowered my head.
Immediately he said, “Dude, pull that door shut… come on, Madam, let's go inside.” Bowing my head, I stepped into the small room inside the shop. As soon as I stood there, both of them pulled out their cocks and said, “Mmm, hurry up and take them off, Madam.” I kept my head bowed and, without looking up, removed each piece of clothing, becoming naked before two unknown young men.
As each garment fell to the floor, the two of them moaned, "Aahh sss ooh Madam… mmm how did you manage to contain these breasts in a bra… Ah, how big... Mmm, take off that skirt too... Ahhh, that red panty is awesome, ma'am... Ahaha... Take that panty off and give it to me, ma'am, I'll keep it safe," they said, stroking their cocks.
I stood completely naked before them, and it felt like my skin was being peeled off and my whole body was on fire. The two of them came and stood beside me, “Ssss ahh, Madam, what beauty, Madam…” Mmm, you're a sex goddess, ma'am… what breasts… what pussy… ah, what an ass… ah, I still can't believe a hot, shapely woman is standing naked in front of us…" they said, beating me.
Both of them stood in front of me and behind me, close by, describing me and stroking their cocks. My mind was screaming, “Just a little more time, grab the camera and run without looking back... I have to do this for my son.” I kept thinking that.
No matter how much I told myself, my body couldn't accept standing naked like this in front of strangers; my whole body was tingling. But the two of them weren't done. ‘Mmm ahh ssss Madam... take the camera for free, will you just spread your pussy for us, bitch? Ssss ahh look at my dick, see how hard it's gotten for your beauty,’ they said as they hit me.
One of them said, “Ma'am, I'm really craving it—let me feel your big ass…” “Ssss ahh,” one of them moaned, and another said, “Ahh ssss, I don't want your ass; just give me a little milk from those ripe tits, ssss.” I pleaded, “Please, don't talk like that…”
I feel weird. Please, you're probably my mom's age… Please hurry up and finish what you're doing and let me go, sir," I pleaded.
As soon as I said that, they both paused for a moment, looked at me, and said, "Yes, ma'am, you're exactly our mom's age…
“And seeing your big ass, ma'am, it really reminds me of my mom,” one young man said, and the other said, “Yeah, dude, my mom's the same way—she's got tits just like that, and she's got a nice, plump butt too,” as they started stroking their cocks again. I was shaken.
I couldn't say another word after that. But the other two were saying, “Ahh Madam, ssssss, don't you get itchy looking at our cocks? Ahh ssss Madam, ahh, isn't your pussy dripping? Ahh ssss, ahh, come on, bend over and show us your cunt! Ahhhhh, like I fucked my mom, I'll fuck you too, ahh ssssss, you cunt!” one of them shouted.
Another guy said, “Ahhh ssss, come here, whorey madam, just like I tore my mom's pussy apart, I'll tear yours apart too… Ahhh ssssss, ahhh, I'm going to shoot my cum in your mouth,” and then continued, “Do you have a kid, bitch? Haven't I fucked you yet?” Ahh ssss,“ he said, ”if there was another guy here asking for it, you fucking slut would've jumped on him and fucked him without a second thought." They laughed.
I stood there, enduring their disgusting talk, without saying a word. What else could I do? How could they possibly know my situation? Finally, both of them came, and as I tried to move, they yelled, “Where the fuck are you going?” and shot their cum all over my ass.
I glared at them in disgust as they both picked up my bra and panties and said, “That's for the rest of the money, ma'am.” I wiped away the mess, got dressed, and came home with the camera.
When I gave the camera to my son, the smile on his face made me realize that this was all worth it. After giving him the camera, I went into the bathroom to wash up and mentally get over the humiliation they had put me through.
But there my son was standing with the camera I had bought, and I stood there confused, not knowing what was going on.
But I kept repeating to myself the same answer I always give myself: “This is for his own good; if he really wants to be okay, he has to do this,” I told myself as I stood properly in front of the camera and caressed my breast.
As I was thinking about this and rubbing my pussy, my son suddenly walked in and said, “You've been rubbing your pussy for a long time; turn around and show me your ass,” and then he left. I did as he said, turned around, and rubbed my ass in front of the camera.
As I was thinking about this and rubbing my breasts, my son suddenly came in and said, “You've been rubbing your breasts for a long time—turn around and show me your ass,” then walked off. I did as he said, turned around, and rubbed my ass for the camera.
Finally, after finishing my shower, just as I was about to leave for the office, my son came up to me and said, “I want a digital camera, go buy one,” and went back inside. Thinking I could just buy one and give it to him, I inquired, only to find out how exorbitant the price was.
I realized I would have to pay a whole month's salary for it, and I was at a loss for what to do. I was also worried about what my son would do if I went without buying the camera. Just then, the peon at the office saw me walking in with a sad face and asked what was wrong. I told him about the camera.
He said he knew of some shops where you could get old cameras at low prices, so that evening I went to those shops. In two of them they wouldn't give me the price I'd asked, and they wouldn't lower it either. So I went to the last shop and asked, and he quoted me a slightly lower price. But even that was more than I had, so I haggled with him and tried to get it at half price.
He said he couldn't do that much. I tried, and just as I was thinking, “This isn't going to work; let's head out,” a voice came from behind me: “Hey, you bastard, what are you doing haggling with the lady like this?”
As soon as that voice spoke, I didn't turn around; instead, I froze, because I knew that voice. Wasn't that the voice of the guy whose shop I'd gone to, the one I'd lifted my sari in front of to show off my ass? How could I ever forget? Yes, it was him, that young man from the lingerie shop... but how did he get here?
As I was thinking, the guy standing right behind me said, “Dude, man, you can't haggle with a lady like that… you have to give her the price she's asking.” The vendor asked, “What, man, are you kidding? You want me to sell this camera for half price? Are you crazy?”
The guy standing behind me immediately said, “Pssst, hold on, buddy. We can take half the money up front and settle the rest however the madam wants.” The vendor looked at him in confusion, and he turned back to me and said, “What's up, madam? You haven't been by the shop lately. I had some top-quality pictures taken just for you…” and then whispered softly so only I could hear, “Madam, your ass I saw that day is still right in front of my eyes.”
The moment he said that, goosebumps ran all over me. For a second I thought about running away, but the next moment my son came to mind and I just stood there, motionless.
By then the vendor said, “Oh, so this is the woman you mentioned the other day… You shouldn't have held back, man—she's really something…” Tears welled up in my eyes. I held them back as best I could. He then asked me, “Tell me, ma'am, how are you going to pay the rest of the price for the camera?”
My throat was dry, no words came, my clenched hands went numb.. I stammered, "I.. don't want to.. I'll... change...' I choked out the words. He cut me off. 'What, Madam? Is this like a porn movie to you? Just your ass isn't enough, Madam... Hmm, let's do something else. Take it all off.'
My ears burned at that word, and I looked at him with terrified eyes. He continued, ‘Take everything off and stand naked. Me and my friend will watch your naked beauty and cum all over you,’ and I shook my head, saying I couldn't.
Immediately he said, “Then you don't have to fuck. But instead, you have to suck our cocks.” I was shattered. This young man looking at me was telling me to suck. What kind of person am I? Even my husband has never asked for anything like this. And here today, this guy... he's telling me to suck his cock.
“Please don't say things like that… I… I can't do all that…” I said. He replied, “Decide which of the two is best and tell us yourself, ma'am. We can even give you a lower camera count.” I stood silently, and he continued, “Are you going to take it off?” I lowered my head.
Immediately he said, “Dude, pull that door shut… come on, Madam, let's go inside.” Bowing my head, I stepped into the small room inside the shop. As soon as I stood there, both of them pulled out their cocks and said, “Mmm, hurry up and take them off, Madam.” I kept my head bowed and, without looking up, removed each piece of clothing, becoming naked before two unknown young men.
As each garment fell to the floor, the two of them moaned, "Aahh sss ooh Madam… mmm how did you manage to contain these breasts in a bra… Ah, how big... Mmm, take off that skirt too... Ahhh, that red panty is awesome, ma'am... Ahaha... Take that panty off and give it to me, ma'am, I'll keep it safe," they said, stroking their cocks.
I stood completely naked before them, and it felt like my skin was being peeled off and my whole body was on fire. The two of them came and stood beside me, “Ssss ahh, Madam, what beauty, Madam…” Mmm, you're a sex goddess, ma'am… what breasts… what pussy… ah, what an ass… ah, I still can't believe a hot, shapely woman is standing naked in front of us…" they said, beating me.
Both of them stood in front of me and behind me, close by, describing me and stroking their cocks. My mind was screaming, “Just a little more time, grab the camera and run without looking back... I have to do this for my son.” I kept thinking that.
No matter how much I told myself, my body couldn't accept standing naked like this in front of strangers; my whole body was tingling. But the two of them weren't done. ‘Mmm ahh ssss Madam... take the camera for free, will you just spread your pussy for us, bitch? Ssss ahh look at my dick, see how hard it's gotten for your beauty,’ they said as they hit me.
One of them said, “Ma'am, I'm really craving it—let me feel your big ass…” “Ssss ahh,” one of them moaned, and another said, “Ahh ssss, I don't want your ass; just give me a little milk from those ripe tits, ssss.” I pleaded, “Please, don't talk like that…”
I feel weird. Please, you're probably my mom's age… Please hurry up and finish what you're doing and let me go, sir," I pleaded.
As soon as I said that, they both paused for a moment, looked at me, and said, "Yes, ma'am, you're exactly our mom's age…
“And seeing your big ass, ma'am, it really reminds me of my mom,” one young man said, and the other said, “Yeah, dude, my mom's the same way—she's got tits just like that, and she's got a nice, plump butt too,” as they started stroking their cocks again. I was shaken.
I couldn't say another word after that. But the other two were saying, “Ahh Madam, ssssss, don't you get itchy looking at our cocks? Ahh ssss Madam, ahh, isn't your pussy dripping? Ahh ssss, ahh, come on, bend over and show us your cunt! Ahhhhh, like I fucked my mom, I'll fuck you too, ahh ssssss, you cunt!” one of them shouted.
Another guy said, “Ahhh ssss, come here, whorey madam, just like I tore my mom's pussy apart, I'll tear yours apart too… Ahhh ssssss, ahhh, I'm going to shoot my cum in your mouth,” and then continued, “Do you have a kid, bitch? Haven't I fucked you yet?” Ahh ssss,“ he said, ”if there was another guy here asking for it, you fucking slut would've jumped on him and fucked him without a second thought." They laughed.
I stood there, enduring their disgusting talk, without saying a word. What else could I do? How could they possibly know my situation? Finally, both of them came, and as I tried to move, they yelled, “Where the fuck are you going?” and shot their cum all over my ass.
I glared at them in disgust as they both picked up my bra and panties and said, “That's for the rest of the money, ma'am.” I wiped away the mess, got dressed, and came home with the camera.
When I gave the camera to my son, the smile on his face made me realize that this was all worth it. After giving him the camera, I went into the bathroom to wash up and mentally get over the humiliation they had put me through.
But there my son was standing with the camera I had bought, and I stood there confused, not knowing what was going on.
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