Diana and Herself

Diana pulled her Tesla into the garage, grabbed her gym bag and entered the house through the door adjoining the kitchen. She put her bag down and called for her daughter Tamaryn. She knew Tamaryn was home as her Camry was parked on the street. The car was hand me down form Diana and her husband David, when she got the Tesla.

Figuring Tamaryn was in her room with her Air Pods in, she walked up the stairs and entered her room. What she saw shocked her, there was Tamaryn, wearing only a micro thong, shaking her ass in front of her cell phone camera.

"Mom! What the hell? Now I'll have to do it all over."

"Do what all over?! You're filming yourself topless and dancing. You don't need to re-do anything, what you need to do is explaining what the hell this is and what you're doing it to begin with."

"I'm just making a strip tease video. Eventually, the thong comes off too. All the girls in the sorority make these. Mostly we just share them with each other and laugh, but guys find them hot as hell. It's not my first one."

"You got to be kidding. This kind of shit can cause a lot of issues."

"Mom, it's not like it's porn. I'm not having sex on camera, it's just me dancing around naked. It's fun and sexy at the same time. Like I said, almost every girl in the house has at least one of these. Would you like to see?"

"See? See a bunch of different girls naked and shaking their asses? No thanks."

"Mom, just watch this one. You've seen some of it already."

With that, Tamaryn turned on her phone and hit play on the video. It began with Tamaryn in shorts and a t-shirt, walking up to the camera and blowing it a kiss. A song began and she started dancing. Absolutely nothing out of the ordinary at first, but then she started tugging at the bottom of her shirt. As the next song started, she lifted up her shirt and tossed it off. Her breasts we now fully on display. As the song ended, she seductively slid out of her shorts. As she did so, she ever so quickly sild the thong to the side, exposing some of her labial lips. Quickly the material was returned to covering her and Tamaryn smiled broadly at the camera. With that, she turned her back to the camera, bent over and showed her ass, just a thin piece of material running right up the crack. She wiggled it a few times, then the sound of Diana interrupting could be heard.

"See mom, there's not a whole lot to it. The go on for three songs, kind of like being in a club. At the end, we wave or kiss the camera and it's over."

"I'm not sure what kind of clubs you go to, but those aren't my kind. Delete this and I NEVER want to see this again."

Tamaryn deleted the video with her mom watching and confirming. "I have to go to school anyway. It's no big deal, but you won't hear about it again from me." Tamaryn grabbed her coat and down the stairs and out the door she went, like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

No big deal thought Diana. Maybe I'm way out of touch, but that seemed like a pretty big deal. Yet, as she readied for her shower, she couldn't get Tamaryn's smiling face out of her mind. Her daughter was completely unstressed about this and enjoyed it. She also knew that this wasn't Tamaryn's first video.

"Her chest is so young and pert; her boobs didn't even move. They just went up and down with her shoulders. Shouldn't really sext have a little bounce?" Diana scoffed out loud to herself.

Diana herself had a much larger chest than Tamaryn. And while she was almost 40, she couldn't help but think that even if she was 19 again, that her chest would have had more movement than Tamaryn's. She stayed in shape, but wasn't thin or fat. David always described her as perfectly balanced. Not "workout fiend" thin, but not Rubenesque either.

Diana went to her room and began emptying her gym bag. Last out of the bag was her phone. Same model and color of Tamaryn's. A thought crossed her mind as to what she'd look like in a video like that. No one had to see, but she could try, couldn't she? Why not!

Still dressed in her gym shorts and tank top, Diana placed her camera on the dresser, aimed it towards herself, and hit record. She fired up an 80's station on Alexa and began swaying to the music. This felt quite unnatural, and she didn't feel the same confidence that Tamaryn had showed.

The song played on, and she reached under her shirt and took it off. Now she was down to her sports bra and shorts. This actually empowered Diana. If she can get this far, she knew she could keep going. It wasn't smooth, but she pulled the sports bra over her head and exposed her breasts. Diana couldn't help but notice how erect her nipples had become. Self-conscious about that, she pressed them down to get them to relax, but it had the opposite effect, it aroused her. Song tempo be damned, she slowly slid off her shorts, taking her panties with them. All of her womanhood now on display, she swayed a few more times, shook her ass to the camera, then turned it off. Tamaryn has told her three songs, she made it through only two, but the adrenaline rush and sexual excitement couldn't be denied.

Holy shit, what just happened? In a span of 5-6 minutes, she went from being a critical and judgmental mother, to active participant. She had to see how it looked. Diana sat down on the bed and pushed play. The screen filled with her image and full dressed. Slowly, the scene unfolded. As she sat there, fully nude and staring at her phone, her hand drifted to her pussy. As the sexy woman on the phone continued to strip, Diana started to furiously work her clit and vagina. As her own pussy showed on the screen, Diana brought herself to a massive climax.

She had just masturbated to a hot, beautiful woman doing a strip tease. She had just masturbated to herself. Wow, she thought, that was spectacular.

Not knowing fully what to think, she showered off and got dressed. As the rest of the day passed, she kept thinking about that morning. Not the stripping part, but the wonderful orgasm she had experienced. Once more before David got home, she played the video. As much as she wanted not to, again her hand was in her pants and rubbing her clit. Her second orgasm of the day was smaller than the first, but no less enjoyable. Maybe Tamaryn and her friends were on to something after all.

For the next few weeks, Diana continued to privately enjoy her personal video, but the experience had emboldened her to make another. This one she would share with David and it

had

to be special. When they were first married, she allowed for him to take a few nudes of her; but they were polaroids, poor quality, and she wasn't sure if they even existed anymore. One shot was of her laying backward on the bed with her feet on the floor. Her pussy and some of her breasts were visible, but not her face. Another shot was of his David's cock in her mouth, showing some side face, but not her eyes. The last of her lower belly and pussy, with his cock starting to enter her. More of David in this picture as she recalled.

Back then, she'd been pretty emphatic that her face not be in the pictures. Not this time though. She was going to follow Tamaryn's guidelines and go all-in. She selected an 80's theme, using three songs by Madonna, concluding with Material Girl. She wore white, lace ankle socks with white pumps, a denim miniskirt, and a sleeveless white shirt with a ribbon in the center. She realized that she'd never worn these shoes before, so this seemed like a perfect time. For a full 80's theme, she let her bush grow out a bit more than usual and trimmed it into a perfect patch. A landing strip cut was David's favorite, but Diana stayed on theme. She blew out and teased her shoulder length light brown hair and, of course, kept it that way with plenty of hair spray.

She set the camera on the dresser, this time turned the lights way up, began the songs, and pushed record on her phone. Just as Tamaryn had told her, she started by facing the camera and blowing a kiss to it. She walked backward into the spotlight, and showtime.

She danced seductively to the first song, just teasing what was to come. She rubbed her bare legs, squeezed her breast together, and reached under her skirt. As the second song started, she removed her shirt and walked towards the camera. She wanted them to be clear and fully visible. Her nipples were as hard as they were in her first video, so this time she extended her tongue and slowly licked each one. Just as Material Girl was beginning, she dropped her skirt and bent over. She could feel the air on her pussy lips as she wiggled her ass for the camera. Before standing back up, she reached back and ran her fingers from her ass to her pussy lips, just lingering enough to watch her index finger disappear inside.

Diana stood up and climbed onto her bed. For the last half of the song, she was going off script. Wearing only the white lace socks and heels, she lifted her knees and gave the camera a full view of her trimmed bush. She teased and twirled the hairs for a few seconds, hoping to get some reflections of light from the juices on them. She then parted her lips with her left hand, showing the camera her pink insides and used her right thumb to massage her swollen clit while her fingers worked her vagina. Just as she had hoped, her orgasm came with only seconds left in the song. With silence now in the room, she gained her composure, walked over to the camera, blew it a kiss, and turned it off.

It seemed to take forever for the weekend to arrive. Tamaryn would be staying at the sorority house and Diana had planned to share the video with David. She'd only watched the first few seconds of the beginning and end herself; she wanted to make sure it had recorded well.

After dinner, she brought up the pictures that they had taken when they were young.

"David, do you remember those old naked pictures we took about 20 years ago?"

"Do I remember?! I treasure those. I still have them and still bust them out from time to time. Even uh, you know, over them. You were so sexy; hell, you still are. Wanna take some more?"

"Let's see what the night brings, I don't think we're going to need to do that."

They finished dinner and both went upstairs. Diana took a quick shower and while David was taking one, she set her phone up to play on their 65" TV.

As David returned to the bedroom, she again asked about the photos. David went to the dresser, moved a few things around and produced them. They were as she remembered. She actually still looked a lot like that young twenty-something in the photos.

"So how about we take a few updates?" David smirked.

"How about we just watch TV?"

With that, Diana hit play and her image filled the screen. David looked at her quizzically, but didn't say a word. As the song played and Diana sexily swayed on screen, his cock grew rapidly. Diana was also entranced by the video, but kept an eye on David too.

She couldn't help but notice that as the second song started and her tits were fully visible, that he was gently stroking his cock. Diana was enthralled too. At the sight of her own tits and herself licking her nipples, she had begun to lightly rub circles on her clit. The video as everything she hoped for. She quietly got on her knees and crawled over to David. His eyes still on the screen, she removed his hand and took his cock in her mouth. As she slowly sucked, she could tell David wasn't going to last long, but she didn't care. She still had one hand on her pussy and she was getting off too.

As the screen showed her opening her lips to the camera, David unloaded into her mouth. Diana swallowed as much as she could, the rest falling to the carpet. She didn't care, her eyes were still fixed to the video playing on the screen and that hot woman.

Diana stood up and struck the same pose as she did 20 years earlier. Lying back on the bed, pussy on the edge, tits up, nipples hard. David came to her, but he hadn't recovered.

"I don't care, just rub my cunt. Rub it hard."

She knew this was way out there. She never used that word, not in public or private, but she needed to get off again and in a big way. David started to gently finger her, but it wasn't enough. She pressed into his hand, dropped her own to her clit, and screamed for him to rub harder.

She watched herself cum on the TV screen as her own orgasm built. David now had two fingers inside her, was using his palm to rub her outside lips, and she was working her own clit. She felt the orgasm come on the a wave, it was as magnificent. Like nothing she had experience before. Her muscles contracted hard against David's inserted fingers, squeezing them tightly. She moved her fingers from her clit to her mouth, as her own juices ran down legs and into the crack of her ass. She trembled.

Diana was spent. Everything she had wanted this to be, came out. It was all she could do to say, "play it again. I want to fuck to it."

David just smiled.