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 A Series of Fortunate Events

   This is a true story that was told to by the mother in the story.  I
asked if she would write her memory of the story below and I would do some
editing and change the names and places.  This is her story.

   My name is Shari and my story starts out as a typical upper middle class
36 year old mom whose world changed.  Let me go back in time.  I married a
great guy named Tom and we were happy together, or so I thought.  We met in
college and before we graduated got married and loved as poor college
students do.  Tom and his friend got an idea for business and started
working on the idea with them both not finishing college.  I did but worked
to help my husband along to get his business off the ground.  As the
business took a foot hold, Tom was gone away most of the time.  We had a
good relationship and I could tell he was trying, but seemed to prefer
business over me.  Once it got rolling a little better and we got some
money coming in, I got pregnant.  I thought the new baby, Justin, would
bring us closer and it did; for a while.

   As time went on I didn't need to do as much with the business but Tom
was gone a lot and his family came in second to the business.  Fast forward
ten years when my world changed.  Tom came home and said he wanted a
divorce.  He told me he didn't love me and I wasn't sure I loved him
either. He filed for divorce.  As it happened, by accident I got a decent
lawyer on my side.  As it happened we were in a common-law state and the
judge awarded me half of Tom's share of the business.  It seems that my
working and help to start him and friend going was all the judge needed to
make the judgment.  Of course Tom objected.  The judge then changed his
mind and gave me 51% of the business.  He said that way Tom would still
take care of it but would not be able to sell he part of the business to
someone and leave it without hurting him.  There were other stipulations
too but it gets complicated.

   Justin had just turned eleven and was my pride and joy.  He wasn't sure
what was going on but was never really close to Tom anyway.  I could tell
he was sad but I think it was more due to change than to loss of his
father.

   I got the house, which I liked but felt too much of Tom's influence so I
decided to sell it and move to a home that I liked.  Tom and I still would
talk but not much.  My lawyer made sure I had a steady income that was more
that I could have ever imagined so that Justin and I were well taken care
of.  The divorced changed me my best friend and running partner.  Michelle,
helped me through it all.  She even helped me find a house closer to her
home.  Every other morning we would run together and go to the gym together
on off running days.  Justin being in 6th grade would leave for school
about 8 in the morning then we would meet and run.  She was my the one I
could complain to and also would make me laugh when I was down.  I found
that being a single mom was boring most of the time and that cleaning and
laundry was only so exciting.  I looked forward to my runs with her and our
talks together.  I also liked the that I was feeling better, mentally and
physically due to all the exercising I was doing.

   It was one spring morning that I was talking or more complaining to her
about my life.  Michelle had three daughters and a good husband and would
laugh when I told her I was jealous of her life.  She told me she could
understand.  She suggested I get a job just to fill my time or maybe do
something that I had never done before or even do something radical that
would put me outside of my comfort zone.  I asked her what that could be?
She gave me a few suggestions like getting a master degree, take some
classes in cooking or art or gardening or try writing a book,.  While all
of those sounded like too much time and work at that moment she started to
laugh.  She then suggested I get out of my comfort zone and become a nudist
or something.  We both laughed and kept running and talking.  However that
last one didn't seem to leave my mind.  Well, that one and the cooking
class.

   A few days later as we were running I asked her where she got the idea
about nudism?  She laughed and said it was more of a joke but that I needed
to loosen up about things and not try to control everything.  As we ran i
told her that i wanted to know more.  The next day ion the way to the gym
we talked about it in the car.  She had done some research for me and gave
me a few sited to look at about going naked.  We both laughed over this but
I think we were both intrigued about it too.

   When I got home I looked up some information about it and read.  I found
I read until Justin came home from school almost catching me.  I was
embarrassed that he would see what I was doing so I closed my laptop and
blushed.  The rest of the day went by slower than usual.  when Justin went
to bed I opened my computer and read some stories about other women, moms
like me became nudists.  The next day I told Michelle as we ran laughing
about it.  She suggested I try it, see if I liked it of if it would change
me.  I told her I couldn't we Justin around and she laughed telling me he
wouldn't care as he had probably seen me in states of undress before.  She
said her kids had seen her and her husband in various states of undress and
it was no big deal.  She said her daughter probably didn't even pay
attention to what they saw.  That mad me feel better.  I asked her what I
should try--if I was brave enough?  She laughed and said try doing
something late at night after Justin was asleep.  That way I could see if
it was something I could do.  I laughed it off and didn't do anything, but
Michelle would ask about it everyday we met.

   I had this on my mind as I would clean and run errands during the day. I
thought it was silly and that I needed to try something to get it off of my
mind.  That night after Justin went to bed, I stayed up making myself busy
then took a shower.  I had made up my mind that I would not get dressed and
after I dried off I stayed nude.  At first I just watched TV in my room.  I
then would put on a robe and venture out into the house.  I would let my
robe fall open.  I even went out in the backyard and walked around withe my
robe open.

   I tired this a few nights and feeling that no one would see me, went out
in the backyard in my robe, then dropped it.  I put it on a lawn chair then
walked around nude outside for the first time ever.  It gave me a rush.  I
giggled for no reason it seemed.  I wasn't out for long but I had done it.
I put my robe back on and went inside and to bed.  I slept nude that night.

   The next night I made sure Justin was in a deep sleep and left my robe
on my bed as I walked the house then outside.  I told Michelle the next day
about and she thought it was wonderful.  She wanted to know all about it,
how I felt , what it was like, if I got cold?  I would answer the best I
could.  She said she had noticed a change in me too the past few days that
I seemed more happy and confident.

   I was liking my night ritual.  I would read with Justin then once he was
in bed, I would clean a little around the house, take a shower and walk
around naked.  I found I was liking it.  I had no idea why but I was.  I
would sit naked at the kitchen table with some tea or diet coke and read
about others stories of going naked.  I stared looking at sites and found
some with nude families, older couples, teens, single mature people from
all walks of life from all over.  I found that looking at the people made
me happy.  Then seemed to be.

   My day changed.  After running I would shower and stay naked at least
until noon the go do what was needed.  I even started cleaning the house
naked.  Michelle would listen to what I was doing then and tell me I was
crazy but brave.  She would ask for details and how I liked it?  If it was
freeing for me?  It was.  It seemed to change how I was personally.  I was
more alive, more vibrant, more willing to do things and help others. 
Michelle told me it was like I was a flower opening up.

   I looked forward to my nights.  I loved being able to go outside nude at
night and sleep under the sheets nude.  I got more confident.  I would try
and get nude as early as I could every night.  That was about 10:30.  I
tried to get Justin in to go to bed earlier but he would drag his nights
out.  I was giddy trying tio get him to sleep so I could relax au natural.

   I guess I got cocky about my nudism.  I had just come in from my stroll
in the backyard when I noticed Justin hadn't finished the kitchen. 
Exasperated, I started cleaning up.  I did take that cooking class which
did seem to make more of a mess but the food was so much better.  I was
cleaning putting things away when I heard it.  "Mom.  I'm thirsty." I
turned and froze.  Justin was there, eyes glazed half closed as he moved
zombie like to the sink.  I froze, I didn't say anything as I watched him
grab a cup and get a drink.  All he said was "night" as he walked out of
the kitchen.  I must have stood there five minutes.  It was late, I know he
was tired and I wasn't sure if he had even seen me.  I quickly went to my
room got dressed and went to sleep.  I hated sleeping my my pajamas but had
to.

   The next morning I was nervous.  Justin came out for breakfast and I was
waiting for the questions I knew were going to come but none did.  He gave
me the usual peck on the cheek and quick hug then was off to school.  I was
dumb founded.  I thought maybe he didn't even notice me or maybe was sleep
walking.  I told Michelle about it and we ended up laughing almost too much
to run.  She kept asking about how he looked and what he would have seen. I
would tell her and she loved hearing about it over and over.  I was more
careful.

   I had stopped my nightly routine.  I was afraid that Justin would see me
again.  He hadn't said anything or seemed different.  It seemed he didn't
see that I was naked.  As I thought about it, it hadn't been that bad.  As
I continued to think about it I kind of liked how it made me feel.  My son
had seen me naked--almost?  Or had he and it didn't bother him.  I kept
seeing my son in my mind.  Justin at 11 was--well lets just say Tom and I
made a very good looking boy.  At parent teacher conferences even his
teachers would comment on how good looking he is.  At first it was just
cute and helpful.  It turned to good looking and polite.  I knew he was
polite, mostly because he was shy and good mannered.  He could also be a
problem maker and obnoxious but could get away with it because of his
looks. He teachers told me about the girls that would stare at him and how
happy they were when the seating arrangements were changed so they were at
his table or the desk next to his.  His teachers said he was kind to the
girls but didn't pay much attention to them and was probably clueless about
his looks.  He was a good student and very athletic.  Being his mother I
always thought he was cute but as I thought about it and looked at him he
was good looking.  I could see he was attractive.  Even Michelle told me he
was "hot" for his age.  Her daughters that were 6, 8 and 9 had crushes on
him.  Of course he didn't give them the time of day.

   I was laying in bed one night thinking of the night Justin saw me and it
got to me.  It may have been a mental lapse but I found myself thinking of
him as I felt myself.  It had been over two weeks since he had seen me and
I had the urge to be nude again.  I wasn't sure if those two thoughts
intermingled or not, but I got out of bed and shed my clothes and walked to
the kitchen then went outside.  The feeling of being naked again rushed
over my body.  I felt alive again.  I was happy.  I even started to run
around the back yard.  I felt alive and free.  I had no worries.  I went
back inside read nude then went to sleep.

   The next night I showered before Justin went to sleep.  I walked out in
my robe feeling a little naughty that I had nothing in under it.  We talked
and had some ice cream.  I felt so naughty yet turned on as we spoke.  I
wasn't sure but I felt his eyes where the robe came together above my
breasts.

   Things went fine as I got back to routine again.  I loved being naked
but just by myself.  I would even call Michelle and talk, sometimes past
midnight naked in the family room or kitchen.  She even suggest I drive
over to her house so she could see if I was really naked.  I laughed but it
turned out she was serious, she really wanted to know if I was naked.  I
told her I would be there in two minutes.  I was excited beyond belief as I
drove over to her house naked at 12:30 at night.  She came out and saw me
--all of me then I drove home giddy as a school girl.

   I would get nude and put on a robe before Justin would go to bed.  It
gave me a thrill knowing I was totally nude under my robe next to my son. I
think he thought nothing out of the normal other than I was ready for bed
sooner than normal.

   Michelle would ask me how I was doing on our runs.  We would laugh about
it and she would tell me that I looked great in the buff but I was a little
on the unkempt side.  I asked her what she meant and she laughed calling my
women section looked like a mini sasquatch.  I laughed saying that I didn't
know she had checked me out that much.  She told me I had to join the never
century and she said at the gym tomorrow she would show me.  I really had
no clue what she was going to do.

   That night as I got ready for bed, I looked at my body in the mirror.  I
wasn't bad looking.  In fact I looked good.  I was thin and lean, I wished
my breast were bigger than my 34b but I didn't see anything objectionable.
I liked seeing what I was seeing.  I think I even got turned on a little
seeing my nude body.  As the night progressed something came over me.  I am
not sure what it was but as I was going to bed, I decided to check on
Justin.  As I walked to his room I could my heart pound in my ears.  My
body was flush as I opened his door and peeked inside.  I could his steady
breathing and walked inside his room totally nude.  I know if he woke I
would be caught.  In my mind I think I may or may have not wanted that.  I
stood there for what seemed like hours but was maybe only three minutes
before I went to my room.

   The next morning I picked up Michelle to hot the gym.  She had some
towels with her, which I thought odd.  We did our regular workout but
instead of going home she pulled me into the locker room.  She said we
should shower here today.  I looked at her as she started to undress.  I
did the same.  She looked at me then looked around as I saw the other
mostly younger women undressing to shower.  It only took a moment before I
understood why we were here.  I looked at the bodies but then zeroed in on
the pubic area.  Trying not to stare I could see.  I became a little self
conscious of my hairy beast.  Most of the women had no pubic hair at all.
None!  Even Michelle only had a little heart shaped tuft of hair above her
otherwise bald lips.  She smiled at me as I looked around, some of the
other women now noticing I was checking them out and feeling embarrassed. I
quickly showered and got dressed--in my sweaty workout clothes and we
hurried out of the gym.  Michelle chided me most of the way home but then
gave me an address of a place I could go to change my neither regions.  I
had had my little bush since I was 13 only it got thicker in my twenties.

   That day I went in and got the full treatment.  I didn't go for the
landing strip or martini or any of the others shapes I was shown.  I went
for the Hollywood bikini or as the say the bald look.  Nadia explained I
needed to do and the different positions to gee in.  I had no idea they
would not only do my front but would also so my crack!  As I sat there,
exposed, I didn't feel ashamed.  Yes, it hurt, but as Nadia explain to me
the more I do this the smaller the hair bulbs would get and the finer my
hair would grow back if I decided to go it back.  When I was finished, my
pussy was red and sore.  I had bumps and Nadia gave me a lotion to put on
help heal my skin and also can ingrown hairs.  I did as she said.  I did
forgo my nude walk around routine as my pussy area was still a little on
the tingly side.  The next morning I could not believe how smooth my skin
was.  The redness was gone and as I looked in the mirror I could see my
pussy looked as it did when I was 10.

   The next morning when runnimg I told Michelle all about it.  I even
showed her--on the street when no one was around.  She laughed at me
telling me I had changed so much over the past few months.  She said she
liked it and felt closer to me because of it.  I could share almost
anything with her it seemed.  She would ask about my "naked nights," and I
would tell her.  It was then I told her that I think Justin had seen me and
that I went in his room nude too.  This seemed to have piqued her interest,
so I told her.  She as about when he got the glass of water if I had
noticed his pj bottoms and if he had a boner.  I told her I didn't notice
that on my son.  At least no until she said that!  I would now look at
Justin's crotch from time to time to see if I could see if he was erect or
not.  I really couldn't tell when he was in jeans but I could when he has
his pj bottoms on in the morning.  I would tell Michelle, or describe what
I had seen, which wasn't anything really, but she liked to hear about it.

   I started getting brave again.  I would walk around nude in the house at
night, at times cleaning.  Other times just reading.  I found that since my
pussy was now totally bare, I liked to feel how soft my skin was there.  I
found that rubbing got more intense as time went on.  I was back in two
weeks later for another full wax, plus my legs and arms even though I have
very little arm hair.  This time it didn't seem to be as painful and the
redness was gone by night.  I loved how my legs looked waxed as well as my
entire body.  I stood looking in the mirror feeling myself.  This was
something I would have never done when married to Tom.  He didn't even do
that!

   I had gotten ready for bed early one night and was feeling a little
nasty.  I watched some TV with Justin, him leaning against me.  When he
went to bed I couldn't wait to take my walk around the backyard this time
under a full moon.  I couldn't believe how good I looked in the moonlight.

   As I lay in bad that night I started feeling my very soft skin.  My
pussy was a little damp and I was feeling good.  That was when a flash of
Justin's face shot through my mind.  I tried to think of something else but
the more I tried to think of something else the more I thought of my son. I
had no idea what had come over me and started to work my fingers in and out
of my pussy, feeling and rubbing my clit as I did.  All I could see was
Justin in my minds eye.  I sat up.  The house dark and quiet, I moved down
the hall to his room and opened the door.  He was sleeping.  I could see
him with the light that spilled in from outside.  My sleeping son.  As I
looked at him I started again to play with my pussy.  My nipples hard my
pussy hot.  I could hear him breathing but could feel my heart pump so loud
I thought it would wake him.  I went over and kissed his cheek as a mini
orgasm raced through my body.  I felt immediate guilt and went back to my
room.

   The next morning out run turned into a walk as I told Michelle the whole
thing.  She told me she could understand and that I could borrow her friend
Rod.  I had no idea who this Rod was and declined.  She just laughed.  She
did bring Rod over later that day.  It was the name of her vibrator.  I had
a good laugh at that.  She told me to clean it well before I gave it back.

   The next few nights Rod and I got acquainted.  It was fine the first
night but the second I kept getting those flashes of Justin in my mind.  I
came very hard that night soaking the area under my butt even.  I took Rod
back to Michelle the next day--with no explanation.

   It as two night later that I was emptying the dish washer when I felt
someone watching me.  I turned and there was Justin.  He was groggy--it was
past midnight--his eyes half closed.  He didn't say anything, just got some
water, drank it and left.  My mind burned inside me.  I knew he had seen
me, all of me.  I was both afraid yet something inside me liked that he saw
me.  I wasn't sure if it was like the secret was out or I wanted him to
know I liked to be naked.

   The next morning I was getting his breakfast, and just like before he
said nothing.  He was happy and smiling , his regular self.  I was going to
ask him if he even saw me but maybe something gets blocked out in an 11 yr
olds mind at night.  I tried to act as normal as possible.  He was the same
as he had been every morning since he started going to school.  I was
puzzled.  Michelle had a very good laugh and again I was too nervous to
notice if he was erect in his pjs.

   It was a Friday night and I was in my robe as Justin and I talked and
watched something on Netflix.  I was texting Michelle as we watched and not
playing too much attention to Justin or the movie.  I was at the kitchen
table looking at the mail while texting Michelle when Justin came to the
end of the hall and told me good night.  I told him good night as I was
texting Michelle and looked up just as he had turned to goto his room. 
Justin was nude!  I only caught a flash from the side but fully saw his
nude 11 (almost 12) yr old back and butt walk down the hall.  I was
stunned. I stopped texting and sat there, not believe what I had just seen.
The image of that tight boy ass and lean legs was burned into my mind.  I
could not stop seeing it.  It then dawned on me that something had changed!
This was something I was going to have to confront.  I felt a little sick
inside but also curious about my son.

   The next morning Justin came out as I was drinking my coffee and reading
the paper.  He acted like it was a regular Saturday.  He wanted the comics
and took them, then got a bowl of cereal.  I couldn't stop looking at him.
I kept picturing his nude perfect butt.  He caught me staring at him and
asked what was wrong?  I just looked at him not knowing what to say.  He
read and ate his cereal.

   I finally got the nerve to say something.  I asked him what happened
last night.  He just looked at me and asked me what I meant.  I asked him
why he was naked?  He looked confused a little then blushed a little.  He
said he went to bed that way.  I asked him why?  He told me he wanted to
try sleeping with nothing on.  He then said that he knew I slept naked so
he wanted to try it too.  I wasn't sure to be mad at him or apologize to
him.  So I just sat there.  He told me he liked sleeping "nakey" and it
felt good.  He said he thinks he slept better too.  Again I just sat there.
When he finished he left the table and asked if he could go play at his
friends.  It was like it was as natural as could be.  I was confused, or I
thought I was.

   Once he left I called Michelle and just blurted out what had happened.
She was in her car and luckily was alone, as it was on her bluetooth with
the speakers turned up.  She wanted to know everything and every detail,
more about the detail of what I saw on Justin.  As I talked to her I calmed
and found that I liked that my son was trying new things.  She said I
needed to talk to him and ask him what he had seen of me.  It took most of
the day to work up the courage to do so.

   That night I took him out to eat and we just had fun as a mother and
son. When we go back home I told him not to get out of the car as I wanted
to talk.  He was okay with it and wondered what this was about.  I asked
him about being naked again and he told me again he liked it.  I asked him
about how he knew I was sleeping naked.  He then explain that he had seen
me in the kitchen naked twice late at night and thought I was up getting a
drink for bed too.  I asked him why he didn't ask me about it or anything?
He just said it seemed weird to talk to his mom about seeing her naked.  I
asked if he was okay seeing what he saw or if it freaked him out.  He
laughed at that, but didn't say anything.  I figured I owed him and
explanation so I did the best I could about how I wanted to change after
the divorce from his dad and how going naked gave me a feeling of being
free from him and also some control over myself.  He seemed to understand.
Then asked me if it was okay if he kept sleeping naked.  I told him it was
okay as long as he didn't tell anyone.  He then asked about what time he
could get ready for bed?  Then asked what time I get ready for bed too.  I
thought about this and what Michelle has said about her girls seeing their
father nude at times and gave the answer.  I told him that he could do
whatever he felt comfortable doing and I was okay with it.  I then went on
and explained about nudism and how I felt about it and even told him I had
been naked in the backyard.  I could see he was listening intently as we
talked.  The confines of the car and the dark made that easy.  I asked him
if he was okay with what I had said and he said he was.  He also said I was
a good mom and was sorry dad was so stupid.  He even leaned over and gave
me a hug.  It was then as he got out of the car I could see the lump in his
pants.

   We went in and I put the leftovers away as Justin disappeared.  I had
just sat down and turned on the TV when my son came walking into the family
room nude.  He was blushing.  I was blushing.  I took in his whole body
from head to toe.  His cock was erect, not just erect, hard!  He had no
body hair at all.  His arms and legs seemed so long.  His flay tummy had
the sign of faint abs.  His cock stood up, almost touching just bellow his
belly button.  My ex's would just stick out straight when he was hard. 
This was new to me.  I had seen boys naked on nudist sites but none were
erect.  I then moved my eyes to his ball sack.  Two little orbs hung below
his hard penis; he was beautiful with clothes on but he looked so much
better nude.  His skin was flawless and his face seemed more stern than
before.  I asked him if he was going to bed now?  He said he wanted to
watch some TV if I was okay with it.  I couldn't say anything so I nodded.
He smiled and sat down on the other side of the sofa.  I couldn't stop
staring.  He took the remote then started rifling through stations.  He
came upon a cartoon then looked over at me.  He asked if it would be okay
if he went outside.  All I could do was nod.  He got up, his perfect tight
ass moving as he opened the doors and went out.  I followed watching his
cock move as he walked.  My knees felt week as I watched him.  He was
outside for almost 20 minutes before he came back inside.  He looked at me
as I looked at him.  He wanted to know when I was going to get ready for
bed.  I told him I would now.

   The next five minutes were a blur as I stripped and got int he shower.
The soap across my pussy and my smooth skin almost ended the night but I
stopped and got out and dried off.  I was putting on my robe when I thought
I may not have the courage to let my son see me if I went out with it on. I
threw it on the floor and went out in the hall.  When I walked in the
family room his eyes widened.  I could see his cock, still not soft but not
as hard jump back to attention.  I smiled as i slowly walked over to the
sofa and sat down.  We both sat there feeling awkward about this new
situation.  I finally broke the silence.  I asked him if he was okay with
this?  Seeing him mom nude and him being nude too.  He said he was with his
voice cracking.  I asked him if he wanted to learn more about nudism.  He
said he did, so I opened up the lap top and started reading about it.  As
we both looked and I read to him --he was looking at the pictures--I could
see his cock bounce.  He would also rub it from time to time.  He asked to
get something to drink and got out of the chair next to me and got a soda.
When he came back he stood off to my right, his cock sticking almost
straight up even with my shoulder.  I kept getting lost as I looked at his
cock.  When he finished his drink he turned and his cock brushed my
shoulder.  We both froze.  That also broke the tension I had built up in me
and started laughing.  He started laughing too and we seemed more
comfortable after that.

   I closed the lap top and just looked at him.  He looked at me.  I didn't
feel ashamed or embarrassed.  I felt free and emboldened.  I looked at
Justin and was proud of him.  Proud that he didn't mind being nude and he
wasn't ashamed at all for me to see all of him.

   We went back and watched TV, Justin pushing his cock down from time to
time and I feeling the smooth skin of my waxed pussy a little.  Justin
stood up and stretched then said he was going to bed.  He brushed his teeth
etc., then came out and said he was going to bed.  Out of left field I
asked if he wanted a hug good night?  He nodded.  I hugged him, maybe too
tight.  It felt wonderful having his warm nude body against my skin.  I
could feel his hand on my back and his cock against me and I think I may
have held him like that all night until my phone rang and I let him go.

   The next day Justin came out totally nude for breakfast.  I had my robe
on.  He was still hard.  I looked at him then told him we needed some rules
and he agreed with me.  We decided that we could only go naked at night
before bed and maybe the weekends.  He had to keep his grades up.  I was
looking at his cock when I said that even though there were only a few
weeks of school left.  He was to tell no one about us being nudists, as
that is what we had become.  He agreed then asked if we could do something
special for his birthday.  It was in a week so I told him I would do
anything.  He said he would think about it.

   The next day the run with Michelle turned from a run to a walk to a slow
walk.  I think we were both week in the legs as I told her what had
transpired over the weekend.  I could see her face flash as she asked for
details and I gave them, all of them.  I described in detail Justin's nude
body.  As I told her it made me horny as I described his hairless cock and
ball sack.  She was silent for a while then very nervously asked me if it
would be okay if she saw him naked.  This took me by surprise.  I thought
for a moment then agreed she could but it had to be secret.  I thought and
told her my plan.  If she really wanted to see him.  She could go into the
backyard and look in the windows.  i would have them open as boys don't
seem to notice those things.  With that we started to run again.

   I came home from errands to find Justin on my laptop.  He said he wanted
this and turned the screen toward me.  It was a site for a nudist resort. (
She gave the name but I wont but it starts with Club and ends the second
letter of the first word is O) The resort was in the was in the Caribbean
and was a family friendly place.  I told him if he really wanted to we
could.  I looked at the site and the place looked great to me.  I called
the number, it was toll free, and made a reservation for the week after
school let out in June.  Justin was very excited as I talked with a very
nice lady and told us they were about sold out that week but had one chalet
left, it a beach chalet number 62.  I got out my credit card and booked it.
She also told me about all the things we could do there.  Bike, play
tennis, boat, they had pools and workout rooms and the food was good.  She
said we didn't have to wear anything the whole time if we chose.  I had
questions and she was very accommodating.  I told her about Justin and I
and wandered about him and erections.  She said he was young and others
understand and not to worry about it.  She asked if we were aanr members
and told me how to join up, which I did right after I hung up.

   That night about eight p.m.  Justin got naked.  I still could not
believe how good he looked naked.  Again his cock was very hard as he
cleaned the kitchen.  I moved to another room and called Michelle, excited
that she wanted to see my boy.  I went and got undressed too feeling the
excitement that I only knew about.  I had made sure the blinds were open
and had even opened a window.  I asked Justin to go over and dust off the
TV.  He was happy to.  My phone started to buzz with texts from Michelle.
She was watching us, but mostly Justin.  She hadn't believed me 100% but
now did.  After a few minutes the texting stopped.  Knowing Justin was
being watched turned me on as I rubbed my pussy behind the island in the
kitchen.  I asked Justin to do things so he would move around.  After a
while he just stood there and smiled at me.  His cock was so hard.  I would
guess pretty close to four inches or maybe a little longer I couldn't say.
He had a circumcised cock and it was perfect looking to me.  I had seen a
few cocks in my life but nothing as perfect as his.  He sat down and
watched some TV as I just watched him.  At about nine I got a text from
Michelle telling me she would see me in the morning.

   I closed up and showered and when I came back out Justin was already in
bed.  My mind was reeling, I could not stop thinking of my son.  I walked
outside for a while then went to bed.  As I lay there my hand started
roaming my body.  Again the smooth flesh of my pussy dew my hands as I
masturbated thinking of my son.  I felt guilty but could not help it.  I
had come once and near another prolonging it when i had to see him again. I
got up and turned my bedroom light on.  I walked down to Justin's room. 
The light was dim but enough that I could see him sleeping.  I was nervous
as I gently pulled the sheet off his body.  His cock not hard but laying
tit he side on his leg.  I just looked at him, I even whispered his name to
see if he was sleeping deeply.  He was.  I started rubbing my pussy feeling
guilty pleasure as I looked at his nude body.  All to soon I came.  My
knees going week as I leaned against his wall.  I quickly gathered my whits
and almost ran back to my room.

   As we got more comfortable nude with each other I decided we needed to
pre-tan for the trip.  Every other night Justin and I would go to a nearby
tanning salon and tan.  I was tanning nude and I told him to too.  For his
birthday we didn't do too much be he wanted to eat and ride in the car nude
on the way home.  I thought he shouldn't but he was now twelve and his
special day.  He was naked in a flash.  his cock sticking straight up as I
drove.  I didn't mind.  I liked seeing him naked and for his twelfth
birthday I asked if he would mind if I took some shots of him for us to
remember.  He was more than happy to pose for mom.  I took one of him nude
in the car and also standing next to the car in the driveway.  I was
careful about that so no one would see.  Once inside I had him dress again
then take things off.  What he didn't know was that I was face timing with
Michelle so she could see what I was doing.  I had a tinge of guilt as we
did so.  He had a pretty good tan by then and it was seemless.  I had no
idea what Michelle was doing but I was very turned on.  I had him strip
taking shots of him in states of undress until his cock was hard and
exposed.  I had him stand so his back was to me then turn so his cock was
visible.  I had him sit on the arm of the sofa so his balls would hang down
over the edge.  I had him pose for me with his legs open and with him
touching his cock.  He suggested we go outside and I followed.  We had a
swing set that wasn't used too much anymore.  It turned into a prop.  He
hung from the top bar and also tha A frame, his cock sticking up against
his flat stomach.  He then did something that caught me by surprise and
started humping one of the A frame poles.  I took shots as he held on tight
to the pole and ran his hard cock up and down it.  He held the pole tight
and stopped, his cock smashed against the pole.  He stayed like that for a
few minutes then moved off the pole, his cock still hard.  I took a close
up.  His hairless cock and balls in the frame.  I asked him what he just
did and he told me timidly that it felt good to him.  He had been doing
that for a few months and his penis would get all tingly then a rush of
good feeling would shoot through his body.  I told him that he had made
himself cum, but as nothing came out it was a dry come and it was normal
for his age.  He liked that and I told him he could do that anytime.  I
thought he would have been embarrassed about that but wasn't.  You should
have seen the text from Michelle about that!

   Justin started humping almost everything.  He would lay on the side of
the bathtub, his legs hanging over both sides and slide along it, back and
forth until he had a dry come.  This started to get to me even though I
knew it shouldn't watch but couldn't help myself.  I justified it by
telling myself I was helping him understand his body.

   He seemed to go to bed earlier when he would dry humping something.  I
would try not think about it but would get up and look at my boy as I
played with myself.  One night as I was in his room about one in the
morning, I couldn't help myself and touched his cock.  As I did wrong
alarms went on in my head.  The feeling of a cock in my hand was so
wonderful...  Even though he was my son and even though I felt guilty as
hell, I couldn't stop.  I felt it get hard in my hand and came as I held
it. I felt so bad after that, that I didn't go naked for a few days except
to tan.  The problem was Justin was getting naked all the time now.  He
loved hugging me naked and I loved the contact too.  He started to brush my
boobs and ass with his hand and I would bump his cock.  One time we just
kind of felt each other as we hugged.  I did play with his cock while he
was sleeping one night.  I sat on is bed and played with his cock balls and
felt his body.  He stirred a few times I after I felt guilty about it.  I
had no idea if this was how most nudist acted, but I knew it wasn't right.

   One night Justin just sat watching TV rubbing his cock.  I asked him if
he was okay and he smiled back telling me he was.  I couldn't help but
stare.  He was looking at me as he played.  I asked if he needed help?  He
looked at me quizzically then nodded his head.  He moved his hand away as I
sat net to him.  I gently felt his hard cock with the back of my hand both
of us hardly taking a breath.  This I knew was wrong on so many levels,
still I didn't stop.  I put my fingers around his cock and started moving
my hand slowly up and down his shaft.  He just stared at what I was doing.
My hand travels down to his soft ball sack as i rolled them in my fingers.
He leaned back and closed his eyes as I moved one hand on his cock and the
other along my pussy.  He breathing went ragged and his hips arched off the
sofa.  I held his cock not knowing what to do.  I was wet.  I pulled my wet
fingers out of my pussy and rubbed his cock.  He told me to let go as his
cock was too sensitive to be touched.  I let go and watched as he took hold
of the head and just held it.  A small drop of clear liquid came out.  I
wasn't sure what it was but I wanted to.  At the close of the year Justin's
school had the "maturation program" for the 6th graders.  We went and
looked around at the other parents and children as the principal gave a
forward talk on what happens as boys and girls mature.  I could see some of
the girls in his class looking at Justin ans he checking out so others too.
When we got home he asked me to show him more about a girl's body.  That
was the first time he felt my boobs and nipples.  Again it was very quiet.
I also showed him my pussy and explained to him about that.  As he watched
he played until he had a dry cum with the little liquid.  AFter that he ran
to his room called back to me good night.

   School ended and we both geared up for the trip.  Justin was more
excited that I had ever seen him.  I waxed the day before we left and
Justin told me I looked very pretty.  He had a nice base tan and I was
proud of him.  I still wasn't sure how he and I would react being nude with
others.  It was a long flight and on the ride to the resort form the
airport, he wanted to know when he could get naked?

   We signed in and were giving a map to our chalet.  It was late afternoon
and a very warm day.  We only had a small bag with very few clothes in it
and sun block, plus tooth brushes etc.  As we started walking to the chalet
Justin stripped.  I held his clothes as his tan naked body and boner felt
the full sun on it for the first time.  There were many nude people coming
and going and Justin would get smiles.  Once in the chalet I took of my
clothes for what would be an entire week.

   Justin smiled at me and asked if we could go look around.  I said we
could but we needed sunblock on.  Justin stood there as I sprayed him and
rubbed the lotion on his back and he did the same to me.  We went on into
the warm afternoon sun.  There were many yellow umbrellas and smell of salt
water.  A little boy around five came running past us with his mother
chasing him.  Justin smiled looking at her boobs bounce as she passed.  We
walked along the beach.  There were others out there too.  People were all
shapes and sizes and many had deep tans and some hardly any at all.  We did
see one poor guy that was red--ouch.  I could see many nice looking men and
noticed they had the same lack of pubic hair that I and their wives had.  I
was glad I had not come ala sasquatch.  I also noticed that non of the men
were erect.  Justin was but from the smiles I was getting from others we
passed didn't seem to mind.  We walked around the peninsula and saw few
others.  I did see a man looking at Justin and as he did his cock started
to stiffen.  He sat down as we came closer hiding his erection.  I smiled
and nodded at him and I was not sure what Justin was doing, but the man
opened his legs showing me and Justin his erection.

   Justin slowed down and chuckled as did I.  The man was in his early
thirties with a nice tan and was nice looking.  He was shaved around his
hard cock that looked between six ans seven inches long.  As we slowed he
said "hi" to us.  I stopped and said "hello" back.  He told us his name was
Mike and he hadn't seen us before.  I explained to him we were new.  He
smiled and said qw looked like we enjoyed being naked, which we did.  As we
talked he started jacking his cock as he looked at Justin's hard cock.  He
asked us if we were uncomfortable with him looking at us.  Justin shook his
head and I asked if this was normal, He told us usually not but no one was
around and that we looked so good.  He was really working his cock and
Justin's seemed very hard at that moment too.  I was tired from the travel
but also liked seeing a grown man jack off looking at me and my son.  He
zeroed in on Justin's cock as he came.  She said a few words and grunted as
his cum shot over his stomach and legs.  He looked at us and apologized.  I
told him there was no need to.  He stood up, went in the water to clean up
then thanked us as he went back tot he resort.  I came to find out that not
only other women would look at Justin but most the men would too.  I had
thought I would get all the stares and I got plenty just not as many as
Justin.

   We walked around a until the wind started to blow and made it back to
our chalet and then went to dinner naked.  This was a first for us and
Justin was talking everything in as he looked around.  There were young
girls and women to look at.  I told him not to stare but I could see his
hand playing with his cock.  I was hoping no one else noticed.  The funny
thing was that after we had eaten his cock wasn't totally hard.  It wasn't
totally soft but it was the first time he wasn't totally erect.  He did get
pleasant smiles from people as we walked out.

   Night was different.  It was very quiet and we were both tired.  We
walked around a little more looking in other's chalets as most had the
curtains and blinds pulled back.  Once back at our chalet we fell asleep.

   The next day was and adventure.  Justin's cock was up and down all day.
We loved sitting under the umbrellas and watching the blue water and the
nude people walk by.  Nudists seemed very nice; many came up and talked
with us, looking us over and asking how we became nudists and they would us
their stories too.  We ran together along the beach and also swam in the
water.  The outdoor shower was fun too, other watched as they passed.

   It was the next day that things changed.  We went running in the morning
and I loved running naked.  Justin did too but his cock would not stay hard
all the time we ran, which I was kind of sad about.  I loved watching
people look at him as we walked the beach or went places at the resort. 
Justin was always polite and kind.  He would take to adults and there were
a few girls that loved coming by us and talk then run away giggling.  He
loved seeing that.  As we walked there were a few time I think some of the
young girls and women too, would open their legs a little more for him to
see.  That day Justin started applying sunblock on me and I didn't object
at all.  He would run his hands along my back and behind as well as my
legs. I was horny mostly the whole day anyway as I relaxed nude.  It was
late afternoon and not many people were on the beach.  Justin asked if I
needed more sunblock and I didn't refuse.  He was kneeling between my legs
and would rub my shoulders and upper back.  As he did I could feel his hard
cock on my ass.  A fw times he would lay on my back lodging his cock in my
crack.  I would just lay there and wiggle my behind.  There was another
couple that seemed to take notice but I thought they were too far away to
really see what was going on.  He would rub my back and run his cock along
my crack as he did so, I had no idea how great it felt to have his cock rub
the area between my anus and pussy.  I asked him to get the top of my
shoulder and he did, laying on top of me.  Justin started running his cock
along my crack as he did so,and it was driving me crazy.  As he was moving
I raised my hips to kind of move him off me but instead his cock went in my
pussy.  We both froze.  I quickly looked around and didn't see anyone
looking.  I felt Justin push in more and groan.  I pushed back for really
no reason other than it felt good.  Justin started moving his cock in and
out if my wet (slick with sweat, sunblock and my juices) then stopped.  I
turned over looking at him.  He looked like he had just seen a ghost.  He
mumbled sorry as I gathered what we had and grabbed his hand and pulled him
to our chalet.  I think he thought he was in trouble but it was me.  I had
snapped inside.  My lust for my son came to a peak as I pulled him along,
both of us running.  When we go inside I grabbed him and held him tight and
kissed his face all over.  I played with his cock as I kissed him forcing
my lips on his.  Once he understood he kissed me back--awkwardly--but I
didn't care.  I pulled him over to the bed and on top of me.  I could smell
the coconut sunblock on him as I pulled his cock then his body as he cock
sunk into me again.  He groaned as he started to buck his hips.  I have no
idea what happened but it was a bonding that I had never felt before.  I
felt so close as he humped his cock in and out of my pussy.  I would like
to say that I orgasmed but it was my mind not my body that was getting the
rush.  He had a dry cum and just lay on me as I told him I was so sorry. 
He told me he loved me and liked what we had done.  That was all I needed
to hear as he pulled out hard and let me look at him.  That was the first
time I sucked his cock.  He stayed hard as we again did it.  He was eager
to learn and I loved teaching.  I taught him not to bite my nipples but to
suck them as also my lips.  He wasn't to sure about sucking my pussy but
did as he played with it.  I did orgasm that time.  We spent most the night
deeply exploring each other.