It was difficult to tell in the darkness, but she thought she saw movement from within. Time to put on a little show. Keeping her head above water she swam lightly over to one side of the pool and positioned herself in front of one of the powerful water jets. When alone she occasionally enjoyed letting the water bring her to orgasm.
Now she braced herself with both hands and held on while she thought about Paul upstairs, watching, enjoying her nakedness. A moan escaped her lips, but she didn’t care. So what if he heard her?
She tensed as an orgasm overcame her, but stayed in position, enjoying a tidal wave of ecstasy, her entire body trembling with pleasure. When she couldn’t take anymore she let go of the side and the jet pushed her gently away.
Recovering, she caught her breath and then climbed out, feeling wet and sexy. She took her time walking over to the chair where she had dropped her robe so if Paul was watching from the privacy of his room he would get a good view of her, all of her.
Cinching the tie around her waist, she went quietly into the house, satisfied with her little midnight skinny dip, but also wanting more. She wanted a man, a young man, the young man who was just down the hall from her room. Now seemed as good a time as any to find out if he wanted her, too.
She went upstairs, took a quick shower to rinse off the chlorine, toweled off, and donned her robe again, this time careful to show generous amounts of cleavage and leg.
This was it!
She walked down the hall and quietly knocked on Paul’s door. Soft light from his nightstand lamp poured through the space between the floor and bottom of the door. It was on again. He probably had been watching!
“Come in, mom,” he said.
“Hi, sweetie. Can I talk with you for a minute?”
“Sure.”
Karen walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. Paul was in gym shorts and nothing else. He clicked off the TV.
“I just wanted to tell you how glad I am that you’re around this summer with your dad gone so much.”
He feared that this was the lecture about getting too affectionate or spying on her.
“Sure, mom, I enjoy being home.”
She put her hand on his bare arm, admiring his muscular frame.
“The other thing I wanted to ask you…” She paused for a moment while his heart skipped a beat or two. “I get the sense that you enjoy seeing me naked.”
His face turned beet red.
“Jeez, mom, I’m sorry, I-I-I…”
“It’s okay, sweetie, it’s okay,” she rushed to reassure him. “Boys your age are naturally curious. That’s why I’ve been wondering if perhaps you’d like to play with me…naked that is.”
“You mean…?” Paul could not have been more astonished. He couldn’t believe his luck!
“Yes, I do! I’ve given it a lot of thought, and you’ve grown into a handsome man, so I thought, if you’re willing, we could try it. You know, just for fun, to see if we like it. I know you’ve been with some girls in college, so it’s not like you’re inexperienced.”
“Yeah, yeah, absolutely!” Paul replied, with an endearing enthusiasm.
His response was just what Karen hoped for. She rose from the side of the bed and un-cinched her robe, exposing her naked womanhood to her son. He gulped appreciatively.
“You like?” she asked, beaming.
“Uh, huh,” was all he could say in response.
She slid the robe off her shoulders and it landed in a pile around her feet. Now completely naked, Karen put her hands on her hips, feeling confident and sexy, her pussy creaming at the prospects. She could see a growing bulge in Paul’s gym shorts.
“Now you’re overdressed, sweetie.”
Paul quickly jumped out of bed and dropped his shorts, revealing a very impressive erection that Karen gazed at admiringly.
She held out her arms to him. “Come here and give me a kiss, baby.”
Paul walked over and they embraced, savoring the feel of their skin touching, their hands caressing, and finally their lips pressing together, their tongues seeking each other out. Karen was so excited her knees grew a little weak.
“Let’s get in bed, shall we?” she asked softly.
Paul turned and led his mother over, letting her climb in. Joining her, they once again fell into a deep, passionate embrace. He savored the feel of her breasts, working his hands down to her soft, warm pussy. She was very wet.
Paul had learned a few things in college and soon his face was buried between Karen’s tanned legs as he eagerly lapped at her muff. She was in heaven. But she didn’t want to keep all the fun to herself and invited Paul to lay on his back while she positioned herself on top, riding his face while expertly bobbing her head up and down on his very hard cock. This was far better than any naughty fantasy, and the ardor they felt for one another overcame any societal prohibitions. This was fun!
Paul’s talented tongue had sent Karen to the moon already so now she felt it was time to cross over into that unexplored and forbidden territory. She re-positioned herself so that, still on top, she gazed deeply into her son’s eyes and then gave him a long soulful kiss.
“Are you ready, sweetie?” she asked, perhaps giving him one last chance to change his mind.
“Oh yeah, mom, I’m ready!”
It seemed a little odd to be making love to a man who rightfully addressed her as ‘mom’, but she thought she could get used to it. She reached between her legs and found his beautiful erection, hard as ever, and slowly lowered herself onto it until he was deep inside her. They both sighed, still gazing into each other’s eyes like lovers, which they now were.
“Oh my god!” Karen exclaimed breathlessly. “So good!”
“You feel so good, mom!”
Karen ran her hands through her son’s thick curly hair while increasing the tempo of her movements, up and back, up and back, on his cock. She moaned and whimpered, he grunted.
The sexual tension that had been building over the preceding weeks had reached a fever pitch and both knew they wouldn’t last very long in this first encounter. Yet for those brief moments they were utterly alone in the world, just the two of them, with no other cares or considerations. The world outside Paul’s bedroom did not matter, did not even exist. Their intense and forbidden coupling consumed their every conscious thought. Karen felt a wave of ecstasy overcome her and her entire body trembled.
“Oh, sweet Jesus!” she gasped.
Paul’s own body responded and she could feel him shoot his manly wetness deep into her. Their passionate cries and moans could be heard throughout the upstairs part of the house, but no one was there but them. For a moment they remained very still; their breathing subsided while they looked at each other with smiles of contentment on their faces.
Later they could not agree on when the moment of passing the point of no return occurred, the moment when they broke the seal and could rightfully be said to have committed incest. Paul thought perhaps it was when they first embraced in the middle of the floor, both naked and trembling from the intensity of the moment and the kaleidoscope of emotions. Karen thought it was possibly when they fell into bed and began to enthusiastically explore each other’s bodies.