The video slowly faded to black. Few words appeared:
“Live your college life to the fullest. Introducing the brand new TRESemen fragrance shampoo. Long lasting volume and fragrance for your hair.”
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I have been steadily publishing ads promoting partial nudity, the new trend of wearing revealing clothes, and the movement to flaunt feminine curves to men. Recently, I had begun pushing ads with full nudity.
One such ad was for a new brand selling high heels. A woman stood on a podium staring down an audience, who were a mix of men and women dressed in business attire. Above the podium was a banner with the words “Job-Seeking Expo. Impress your future bosses”.
The woman on stage was totally naked except for a pair of six-inch fuck-me-stilettos. She had a radiant smile, and a pair of seductive eyes. She stood with confidence, one hand on her hip, her hips cocked to one side. Her hard nipples proudly erect.
Although naked, her private parts between her legs were blocked by the audience’s heads. But when looked closely, the top part of her clit and pussy lips could be seen between the audience’s hairs. Behind the woman was a row of job-seeking women, all similarly naked except for a pair of heels.
The top of the ad read, “Be Confident. Choose the right heels for you”. At the bottom of the ad was more words:
“Crocktease Shoes. Flaunt your assets. Mesmerize them with every step you take.”
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There was a knock on my door, interrupting my train of thought.
“Hey, Big brother. ACT is about to start. C’mon down.”
“Sure. In a sec!” I replied.
As I recently found out, Mom and Anna were not the only ones watching my modified episodes of ACT. All her friends in church had been receiving the same modified versions. Even the pastor, his wife and family. They had been watching modified versions for nearly a year, and no one lodged a complaint so far. They had begun to believe what they watched is actually the norm in a regular Christian household.
I had also noticed a shift in church fashion. During Sunday mass, cleavages were becoming more common, so were blouses and dresses with less material. Skirts were becoming shorter, hemlines rising. The pastor’s wife, a lady who only wore pants all her life, had begun appearing in skirts or dresses which ended at her mid-thighs.
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Having saved my editing, I went down to the living room, wearing a pair of loose shorts.
Mom and Anna wore sheer nighties. Mom’s nightie was a little different. The neckline was cut very low. It covered her nipples, but left the top half of her dark areolas revealed. It was supported by shoulder straps. Anna was sitting sideways on the armchair facing the TV, while Mom sat on the couch.
“Jason, come sit beside me,” said Mom when she saw me descending the stairs.
I sat down next to Mom. She moved closer to me. Knowing I loved to stare at her legs, she casually pulled up her nightie, revealing her smooth creamy thighs, all the way up till almost revealing her crotch. Being so close next to me, her naked thigh pressed up tight against mine, separated by the thin layer of my loose shorts.
I looked across to Anna, who smiled at me, before glancing down between my legs, where my erection was gradually rising. She smiled mischievously. Imitating Mom, she pulled her nightie up, revealing her equally smooth thighs for me. I breathed heavily. I think my erection grew faster. She giggled at my response.
Mom placed her hand on my thigh and caressed me. She began to briefly explain the acts which I missed before coming down. By now, my phallus was hard erect and throbbing.
The ACT (Amazing Christian Talents) episode continued with a ballerina in her early twenties. The act started off in a bedroom scene. The ballerina wore a nightie which was partially sheer, together with her family members who wore other variations of sheer nightie. This was to portray the new family norm; it was normal to wear revealing nightwear in presence of each other.
The next scene, the ballerina changed on stage, reappearing in a flesh-coloured dance costume. She began her dance routine, showing off her exceptional ballet skills. Her dance moves enchanted the crowd. She danced so fast yet elegantly. There were multiple instances when it appeared as if she was totally nude on stage. She was well-received by the crowd.
The next act featured a family of five: father, mother, two sons and a daughter. They were performing comedy magic. All the family members wore tight leotards. The leotards on both women were cut much higher, so they ended up resembling thongs.
The family performed a few familiar magic acts, but with humour and scripted chaos. The audience loved it. There was constant laughter. During the final magic act, the men made both women disappeared, but they did not appear as planned. The three men were wondering what went wrong. Then suddenly, both women appeared unexpectedly from other cabinet props on stage.
The daughter fell onto her father. Both fell onto the floor, ending up in a sixty-nine position. The daughter’s almost naked vulva pressed onto her father’s face, her nearly-naked ass aiming directly at the camera.
The mother fell onto her two sons. The three of them rolled onto the floor. One son ended up between her legs, which was spread wide apart. His hip was pushed into her almost-naked crotch. The other son had his crotch on his mother’s face.
The family was rewarded with laughter and applause from the audience.
The show hostess wore an elegant evening gown with strappy heels. The strapless gown had a tube top design. The material covered half of her breasts, pushing the top half together to form a deep cleavage. It seemed as if at any moment, her areolas would peek out from the top.
The gown had a slit which went up her leg, all the way up to her upper thighs. When she walked, there were a few instances when the camera caught peeks of the curves of her ass through the slit. She gave a few words of encouragement before the program cut to commercials.
After the commercials, the next ACT performance was a female singer. She wore a short-pleated skirt and high heels. She performed a song while dancing on stage. The pleated skirt constantly flew up when she moved. Everyone knew she wore a tiny thong underneath, and there was not enough material to cover her shaved privates.
“I like her. She has a very good voice.” Mom praised. She continued caressing my thigh, her touches becoming more sensual, more erotic. My erection throbbed constantly in return.
One of the shoulder straps on Mom’s nightie slid down her shoulders, caused by her movements of caressing my thigh back and forth. The straps glided down her arms, bringing along the sheer nightie on her chest.
Her proud nipple, now fully uncovered, stood proudly erect. Mom was not alarmed the slightest. She lazily reached for the strap and pulled it back up, but she didn’t bother to readjust her attire. Her nipple was still exposed.
“Yup, she sang quite well. What do you think, Anna?” I turned to my sister, openly staring at her thighs.
“She’s good. She could sing and dance. And I like her skirt. I think I might get one for myself,” said Anna.
Knowing I was still staring at her legs, she slowly lowered one leg down from the armrest to the floor. Then, she gradually spread her legs, revealing her bald privates to me.
My cock became even more erect, if that was possible.
“Quiet now. The next performance is about to start.” Mom glanced over to the both of us for a brief moment. She did not mention anything about her daughter’s obscene posture.
While Mom’s attention was focused on the TV, Anna adjusted herself on the chair. She pulled her nightie up to her hips. Then she spread her legs much wider. She placed her hand on her vulva. She spread her fingers, her labia appeared at the space between her index and middle finger. She then began to caress her outer lips up and down.
Anna was putting on a show for me. And I couldn’t stop staring.
The only thing breaking my concentration was Mom caressing my thighs. She was still focused on the performance on TV. Her naked thigh was pressed up against mine. Her hard erect nipple was inches away from my lips. I was so tempted to kiss it.
The next performance was a brother and sister team performing salsa dance. Due to the sexy nature of salsa, the couple dressed the part. The brother wore a tight shirt which clung to his muscular body like a second layer of skin. His tight pants clearly outlined his massive manhood. Even his crown head was visible.
The sister chose a tiny dress which covered less than half of her ass when she stood still. When she danced, everyone saw she wore a miniscule thong, which was almost completely wedged into her pussy, perfectly framed by her bald lips which were unable to be concealed by her tiny underwear.
Mom was definitely aroused by the performance. Apart from caressing my thigh, she had begun groping it. I could even hear faint moans coming from her. My phallus was rock hard.
During the dance, the brother lifted his sister above his head. With her legs spread horizontally, he lowered her down a little, her crotch directly on his upturned face, which acted as additional support for his sister. His face covered the visible tiny material of her thong.
The sister posed in an erotic arch, her head tilted backwards, her expression a mixture of joy and ecstasy. Her hands cupped her brother’s face in an embrace, caressing him lightly. The posture gave the illusion the sister was not wearing any underwear, and her pussy was inside her brother’s mouth. The movements of her brother’s jaw suggested he was eating her pussy live on stage.
Later, another dance move involved the sister pressing her ass onto her brother’s crotch, and grind into it. The brother thrusted his hips back into his sister, matching the rhythm of her gyrations. The brother had his mouth wide opened; his expression was similar to as if he was moaning loudly.
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