Diane Cooper, a gorgeous brunette with a tall slim tight athletic body. Her seductive green eyes and great smile was only matched by her flat stomach, firm breasts with puffy upturned nipples and neatly trimmed snatch. The widowed mother of a 18 year old son Peter was not only blessed with physical beauty but also had a great personality and intelligence having earned several post graduate degrees. She had stripped during her undergraduate studies but quit after falling pregnant with Peter. She had worked hard in maintaining her body since and at 38 years her body was to die for she could only be described as sex on legs.
One afternoon Peter went looking for Diane to ask her something. Entering Diane's bedroom he was confronted by a gorgeous nude woman standing facing away from him. Peter had not expected this. Diane turned around quickly, sensing the presence of someone at the door, and brought her arms up to hide breasts.
"Oh, Peter," she exclaimed, "I didn't hear you come in."
Diane caught the look of bewilderment in his eyes. Both mother and son were in a state of quiet panic, albeit not for the same reason. Diane was ashamed that her son had caught her naked. Peter was in a panic because of his own reaction. He couldn't believe that he was actually hot from looking at his own mom. He was even more upset with himself that he had not been able to take his eyes away from her body.
Over the years, he had seen her in various stages of undress and he had never taken any undue notice. As recently as six months ago, when she was completely undressed and trying on a new dress, he had walked in on her and never even flinched. He just apologised and walked back out; never even thinking of his mother as a female. She had been just mom.
"I, I'm sorry, mom," Peter stammered
Diane was no less shy of her body than any other woman despite her earlier experiences this was different. Diane held a small towel up to cover her perfect breasts and crossed her legs in a way to hide her naked pussy.
Peter looked at her long smooth thigh that was exposed all the way to the smooth curve of her butt. Peter was frozen. He could not move, and he fought to catch his breath.
Diane getting over the shock of her son seeing her naked said "Hey a bit of privacy if you don't mind."
Peter slowly turned and quietly left the room his interest peaked by this incident. Several of his mates at school had commented that they thought his mother was a hot piece of arse, Peter had in the past ignored this and laughed it off but now he realised they were right.
Early one morning Peter noticed Diane's door ajar. He peeked in noticing she was asleep. Peter saw this was his chance to get another good look at his mothers body which he had now become obsessed with trying to see, he creped in and hid in her closet. Were he would have a good view he took his shorts off as his anticipation already had his erection throbbing. Ten minutes later sitting nude in his mothers closet Peter realised that if Diane went to her closet to dress he would be caught. He went to sneak out when Diane awoke so Peter froze hoping not to be caught. At first, he didn't notice her nudity out of fear as she got up and locked her door. Diane retrieved a silver dildo from her dressing table and laid down sucking on her bed sucking on the dildo while she let her heaving breasts and manipulating her sweet pussy.
Diane moaned softly loosing herself in her own pleasure. Peter began to stroke his penis as his attentions focused on the show his mother was giving him. Diane trailed the dildo over her tits across her flat stomach. She teased her pussy and clit by rubbing it around the lips of her pussy paying special attention to her now erect and protruding clitoris. Peter held his breath as Diane penetrated her sex with the 8-inch silver synthetic penis. Peter could not believe his mother would do this or how he didn't know she does. Diane fucked herself thrusting her hips up to meet her hand with its weapon pushing deep into her. Increasing in speed as her climax grew then suddenly her muscles tensed up her legs slammed tight together, arching her back as waves of orgasmic pleasure pulsated through her body collapsing in a sweaty heap. After a few minutes to recover, Diane got up opening her closet and immediately seeing Peter.
"What are you...?" Diane screamed interrupted as Peter ejaculated spurting his cum all over her stomach.
Both mother and son stood stunned before Diane barked out while pointing an accusing finger at his still rock-hard erection, "What the fuck is the matter with you? Do you get off watching me?"
Peter's face turned pale with guilt and while his mind desperately attempted to plot out a credible explanation to the whole situation. His eyes shifted between his own erection and his mothers' angry eyes as if searching for a hidden answer to this horrible unexplained dilemma. "I...I...I...I," he stuttered as he figured opening his mouth and saying something was better than keeping silenced, something he quickly found out was useless. Diane, angry with her horny little son but also a tad flattered that he would watch her started searching for something reasonable to say, but she too was lost for words. The two stood there for a very long time looking at each other's naked bodies and neither of them said a word.
Finally, Diane let a tiny smile bestow her pretty lips, as she could not help but see the humour in the whole situation. "Go on PISS OFF, you pervert!" she laughed as she rubbed her sons cum into her skin. Peter ran back to his room to pull his dick again.
Diane couldn't believe it her son had watched her masturbate but what had her surprised and confused was her reaction. What should she do know was all she could think about? She didn't want to encourage him but she didn't want him looking at other girls and getting himself in real trouble besides she kind of enjoyed being the subject of a teenager's fantasy. Nevertheless, it was her son and that was wrong but what harm could it do.
It wasn't long before both had forgotten or at least pushed the incidents into the back of their minds. Things went on more or less normally however that would soon change after another incident. It had been an extremely hot summer and this day was no exception. Diane was desperate to cool off. Peter was at school the backyard was very private but lacked a pool, so Diane decided she would sunbake outside under the garden sprinkler. She decided to do it naked as her bikini was a little old and couldn't be bothered going out a buying a new one yet. Diane could relax because she didn't have to work because of her late husband's estates generous allowance. Pouring a tall ice cold drink Diane stripped off leaving her clothes on the kitchen floor. Setting up the sprinkler to spray her gently on the hammock she had set up Diane covered her body with sun tan lotion stretched out in the hammock sipping her drink and relaxed.
Being released from school early because of a blackout caused by the air conditioners, Peter got home and went straight to the kitchen to grab a drink were he saw his mother clothes on the floor. Peter like most teenage boys were increasingly interested with sex and this aroused his curiosity, as his sexy mom was the most recent fantasy during his regular masturbation sessions. Looking around he heard the hose on and went to investigate. He was greeted by a scene from his dreams his mother lay naked, exposed to his eyes while she slept silently in her hammock. Peter moved closer to get a better look and knocked over Diane drink waking her up. The fright in the unstable hammock made Diane fall out stumbling into Peter and falling on top of him. Sitting astride her son her nudity the centre of Peter attention but Diane didn't realise she was still nude and yelling at Peter for ditching class. He explained and she apologised as she began to feel a growing erection beneath her. Asking Peter why he was aroused, she suddenly became aware of her exposure when his response was she had great tits. Getting up quickly she ran to her room.
Diane was again confused by all this, three incidents in as many weeks, did she want him to see her nude was it her sub-consciously causing these incidents? She knew she was a tease and had always flirted, being the girl at high school who always sat with her legs slightly parted in a short skirt or an extra button undone on her blouse. Since she had stopped stripping she had missed that attention that would come with all the lights and eyes focused on her nude figure as she moved sensually in her erotic dance. Eventually Diane convinced herself that was the reason for these incidents were her trying to refill this missing part of her life. Realising she needed to do something before she accidentally got in trouble Diane began to search for something. It found her by accident one evening she was wearing her little black dress it was tight fitting with a high hemline and accentuated her cleavage. She had been out to dinner with friends there had been a fight between one of the couples and it left Diane without a ride home when they stormed out of the restaurant. She walked for what seemed miles in her high heels planning to go home when she stopped her feet were aching. She looked around realising she didn't know were she was eventually figuring out she had taken a wrong turn and ended up in an area of town known as the red light district. After gaining her bearings and resting her feet a little she realised it was a short cut home she usually avoided because of its sleazy reputation and continued home.
A curb crawler pulled up next to her and asked her "How much sexy?"
Diane responded in shock "What!"
The middle-aged man in his neat BMW continued "You're working right how much?"
Realising the man had mistaken her for a prostitute Diane said "Honey you couldn't afford me."
