Thank you to "D" for the inspiration. This one is dedicated to you and your kinky fantasy!
PROLOGUE
Diane had always had a kinky side to her. She also learnt very early on that she was bisexual.
Not long after turning 18 she lost her virginity in a club bathroom, getting fucked in a cubical by some random guy she met that night. Then that just started her 2 years of sexual bliss.
Nearly every weekend she fucked a different guy, but it wasn't until she was nearly 20 when she finally got to experience being with another woman.
She had always wanted to, but never got the opportunity. Plus, she didn't want her friends to know she was interested in women either.
Luckily, one night she had lost her friends on a night out. She was waiting for a taxi when an older woman started to speak to her.
It didn't take long for this older woman to work out Diane was a submissive slut and less than an hour later, Diane got her first ever taste of pussy. She was hooked.
But, not so lucky.
Diane didn't get a chance to be with another woman, then one night after recently turning 24,she went home with a man called Adrian. It was a good night of sex, but a month later she found out that she was pregnant.
At the time Diane panicked, her parents were furious and she had to go and star with Adrian. For all of his wrongdoings, he stood by Diane. After a few months he proposed and they got married.
Shortly after she gave birth to their son, James.
18 years went by, Diane was a loyal wife and a great mother. But something was missing.
Her sex life with Adrian was pretty much non existent and the kinky, slutty side of her was begging to let loose! She knew she would never cheat on her husband, but after a while, both of them came to realise they were no longer in love.
With James being 18, they got divorced. It was a fairly happy split, neither of them were angry or had bad feelings, they just weren't meant to be. But, Diane did get her wonderful son out of it.
CHAPTER 1
"Mum? You home?" James shouted as he burst through the front door.
Diane's eye shot wide open and she sat up in shock! She was on her bed, half naked and rubbing her clit as she watched lesbian porn.
Oh no, quick, quick!
She said to herself as she scrambled on some clothes.
"I'm just getting dressed, down in a sec!" She shouted downstairs to him.
For god sake, I was so close as well.
She put on some baggy clothes and headed down, each step made her swollen clit rub and gave her a hint of pleasure from her missed orgasm.
"Where are you?" Diane asked as she went into the living room but couldn't see her son.
"In the kitchen." He shouted back.
Diane headed over and quickly saw her 18 year old son with his head in the fridge.
He was wearing a tight t-shirt and blue jeans. James had really gotten into the gym lately and it was showing, his muscles were pretty much bursting through that shirt.
And although Diane was only 4 foot 11, her son was a lot taller than her, standing at nearly 6 foot, he towered over his mother.
When his face emerged he had a slice of toast in his mouth.
"Where've you been?" Diane asked him.
"Just at Charlotte's, she's coming over for dinner tonight if that's okay?" He asked as he walked over to put the kettle on.
"Of course, it'll be lovely to have her." Diane said with a smile.
Charlotte was a wonderful girl and a great fit for her son. They were both 18 and a very attractive couple.
Where James had short brown hair, Diane had long blonde hair and a slime frame.
"What have you been up to? Working today?" James asked.
"I don't work on Wednesday, do you ever listen?" Diane replied and shook her head.
"Oh yeah, sorry." He said as he finished chewing his toast.
"What are you up to now?" She asked, hoping he was going out again and would leave her to her orgasm.
"Not much, just gonna chill." He said as he made himself a tea.
"Fair enough," Diane sighed, realising she wasn't going to get to cum, "do you need anything doing?"
"No I'm all good thanks." He said and went to the living room.
Diane contemplated going back to her room and finishing herself off. Even though she had been divorced for 4 months, she hadn't gotten back into the dating scene and still hadn't had sex. Which just left her constantly horny.
Go on, he won't know what you're doing,
She said to herself.
"I'm just going to finish reading my book upstairs." He shouted and James grunted in response.
She took a glass of water with her and headed up.
Finally, now where are my headphones?
Previously, she was just listening to porn out of her phone, but she couldn't do that with James downstairs.
She put her phone on the bedside table next to her glass of water, then pulled open the drawer to search for her headphones.
But as she did it, she pulled too hard and knocked everything off. A loud crack filled the room.
Oh no, what's that?!
She grabbed her phone and pressed it a few times but the screen remained black,
come on, come on!
Then, the screen turned on... but with cracks all over it, making it completely unusable.
"For god sake." She sighed out, realising she had properly broken her phone.
For a few minutes she just sat there, playing with the broken phone in her hand until she let out a little grumble and headed downstairs.
"What's wrong?" James asked as she flopped down onto the bed.
"I just broke my phone." She sighed out.
"Ah shit." James replied.
"Hey, don't swear in front of your mother." Diane shot back at him, not liking to hear such words from my sons mouth.
"Sorry mum," He said and then stood up and walked over to her, "do you want me to see if I can do anything?"
"You're welcome to try." She told him and handed the phone over.
"Back in a sec." James replied and took it upstairs.
James had always been tech savvy, helping Diane with computers and phones, if anyone could fix it, it would be him.
So, Diane sat there and waited. It was nearly half an hour when he came back down again.
"Sorry mum, no good." He said to her.
"It's fine, I wasn't expecting it to be able to be fixed." Diane said, annoyed that she was going to have to spend money on a new phone.
"Here," James said and handed out an older version of her phone, "you can use my old one until you get a new one."
"Are you sure?" Diane asked him.
"Definitely, not like I'm using it." He said with a smile on my face.
I have raised a lovely boy.
She took the phone and realised it was dead so she went upstairs to put it on charge.
After that, Diane and James just relaxed in the living room for a few hours until Diane started to cook dinner in preparation for Charlotte to come over.
She was in the kitchen making a lasagne when the door knocked and James went to get it.
"Hi Diane." Charlotte said in her normal happy voice.
Diane turned around and saw the beautiful, young Charlotte. Her blonde hair was straight down her back, he thin, delicious frame and her soft looking skin always had Diane mystified by her.
Diane knew it was wrong, but she was massively attracted to Charlotte! But no one in the world knew about her bisexual side so she thought she hid it pretty well.
"Charlotte, good to see you again." Diane said and went to hug the younger girl.
Diane was in pretty good shape for a 42 year old. She was a little curvy, but not fat in any sense of the word. She had thickish thighs and a very curvy ass but she looked great in a bikini. She also had DD tits that were amazing when she was younger, but age had made them sag just a little bit, but not a lot.
When she hugged Charlotte, Diane felt her very large breasts press against the younger girl. She had to move away quick to not give anything away with how horny she was.
"You two go sit down, this is ready now." Diane said to them both.
"Thanks mum." James replied.
As they walked out, Diane couldn't stop herself from staring at Charlotte's tight, little ass.
That's your son's girlfriend!
She scolded herself,
man do I need sex.
She finished plating up the food and took it out to the young couple. It was a lovely evening. Chatting, laughing. Diane loved to see how happy James and Charlotte made each other. Always holding hands or giving each other light kisses.
"Right," Diane eventually said at 9pm, "I'm tired so I might get to bed."
"Night Mum." James said.
"Goodnight Diane." Charlotte then replied.
Getting back into her room, Diane's pussy was begging for attention. Thankfully her sons old phone was fully charged and she managed to find her headphones without breaking anything this time.
Lay back, under the covers, Diane put her headphones in and turned the phone on. She instantly went back to the lesbian porn she was watching earlier and slowly pushed her hand under her silk, pyjama shorts.
"Mmm." She moaned and bit her lips as she pressed her swollen clit.
Her pussy was drenched from staring at Charlotte all night, after a few minutes, Diane decided to just go with her horniness. She stopped the porn, closed her eyes and just pictured her son's girlfriend instead.
She imagined Charlotte completely naked, her tight little body, spreading her legs and getting to taste that sweet, delicious pussy.
Diane pictured Charlotte dominating her, using a big strap on to fuck the older woman.
Oh god... Charlotte... fuck me!
Diane was getting hornier and hornier, she grew closer to cumming whilst imaging Charlotte when a new idea came to her head.
This is James's old phone... I wonder if he has any pictures of her on here that he forgot to delete.
She quickly turned the phone back on and went to the photos. To her initial disappointment, the first load were just random photos. Some of the two of them but nothing racy. For nearly twenty minutes she kept scrolling and scrolling but nothing, not even a bikini photo of Charlotte.
She had all but given up hope when she saw a "favourited" folder.
Come on, please!
Diane clicked it and her eyes lit up. The first photo she saw was Charlotte in a thong bikini. Diane stared at her beautiful, little ass with the red material being hidden between her cheeks. All Diane could do was think about burying her face between Charlotte's ass cheeks.
