Skip to content “Torrey!” my mother shouted. “Can you please come in here?”
It sounded urgent. I was in my bedroom, trying to debug some code. I got to my feet, opened the door, and stepped into her room. My mother was lying on the bed in a spread-eagle position. Her full, mature breasts glistened with a light sheen of sweat, and her natural, jaw-dropping cleavage was mesmerizing. She had long legs, a subtle tan, and a subtle four-pack. Her dark blonde hair cascaded down her body, making her look like a goddess. In front of her stood her tripod, and next to her was a stack of sex toys.
My mother was a “content” creator, and a pretty damn hot one at that. “There’s a spider on the wall. Can you get it for me?”
“Sure,” I said with an eye roll.
“Hey, don’t give me that eye roll,” she said, grabbing a pillow and lightly swatting me with it. “It’s freaking huge.”
I chuckled and walked over to the wall. I wouldn’t call it huge, but it wasn’t small either. I scooped it up in my hands and tossed it out the window. When I turned back to her, I tried my hardest not to stare at her perfectly symmetrical pussy and the neat triangle patch of hair above it that pointed straight down to her forbidden sex.
“Thank you, darling,” she said.
“How’s it going?” I asked. She hadn’t always been a content creator. She used to be a fitness model until she discovered that nude content paid way better. I wasn’t embarrassed by her choice. We lived a lot more comfortably thanks to her higher earnings.
“Fine … but my tripod broke. I have to keep propping the phone up because it won’t stay clamped,” she said with a sigh. Then she turned to me and smiled. “Can you be a good boy and film me for a couple of scenes? I’m almost done.”
“Sure,” I said. I knew it would probably come to this eventually. It made me a little nervous, not because I’d do a bad job, but because of how I might react. I picked up the camera and watched as she got into position.
“Start by taking some photos of my cleavage,” she said.
I moved closer. Mom pressed her boobs together, creating even deeper, jaw-dropping cleavage. I snapped a few shots, already feeling my cock stir. “Oh, rub some more oil on them,” she reminded me.
I set the phone down and reached for the bottle. “You sure?”
“Uh-huh,” she said, nodding.
I poured a little over her neck and tits, then slid my hands over my mother’s soft, full breasts, rubbing the oil in until she let out a relieved sigh. After that, the photos looked even better.
“Was that all?” I asked.
“No,” she said, glancing down at her pussy. “I want some photos with my toys, but I’m out of lube. I was thinking… maybe you could go down on me and help me get wet.”
“Uh, sure,” I said.
“Only if you’re comfortable,” she added.
“No, I don’t mind. You have a beautiful pussy, after all,” I said, setting the phone aside. She spread her legs wider, and I looked down at her pink lips. I parted them with my fingers and pressed my tongue flat against her. She tasted musky and sweet. The moan she let out as I ran my tongue up and down her folds was music to my ears. I spat lightly at her center, licked up every drop, and teased her clit with quick flicks. It didn’t take long before her scent grew stronger and her pussy was dripping wet.
“Oh, that felt so nice,” she said, after a drawn-out moan.
Then we moved on to the photos. She grabbed a dildo and started sliding it in and out while I filmed close up. I was mesmerized by the way it stretched her, gliding in and out, her lips glistening with her own juices. She made the hottest sounds as she came, arching her back, one hand squeezing her breast while the other thrust the toy deeper. I was rock hard. My own mother had me completely turned on.
When she finally pulled the dildo out, her pussy gaped for a moment. Then she brought it to her mouth and licked her juices off it, deep-throating it until she gagged lightly.
“Wow,” I said, my armpits growing sweaty. I’d never seen anything that hot. “No wonder you’re making bank with this.”
She giggled, stood up, and pulled me into a naked hug, her oily tits pressing against my chest. I stiffened in her embrace from all the sensations: her warm skin, her wet pussy brushing my thigh and her breath on my neck. She pulled back and ruffled my hair with the same hand she’d just used to fuck herself. “Think you can help me with one more thing?”
“Sure,” I said.
She reached down, traced the outline of my hard-on through my pants, and smiled. “How about we film a blowjob scene together? I want something fresh, and I haven’t had a real cock to play with in years.”
“We’d be crossing a pretty big line.”
“Would you rather go jerk off in your room?” she said playfully. “You’re already so hard.”
“Alright,” I admitted. “I want this too.”
She pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Grab the camera, and I’ll get on my knees.”
I did, and she slowly sank down in front of me. I started filming as she reached for my belt and began to unbuckle it.
Then she pulled down the underwear and revealed my erect cock. Her eyes lit up upon seeing it, and she reached for the shaft, curling her fingers around it. I watched as it unfolded in slow motion right before my eyes. She opened up wide and wrapped her sweet lips around the tip. I could push her away, but instead, I succumbed to the guilty pleasure. I let go and didn’t want anything to spoil this moment. I wanted this but had never dared to because of the social stigma.
“Jesus, Mom,” I said. I stared down in disbelief. Flicking her eyes up to me, she sealed her lips tightly around the head of the cock, sucking the crown so hard her cheeks hollowed out. She then slid my cock in and out of her delicious mouth and over her tongue. It was so big and thick that her lips stretched like rubber bands while continuously bobbing her head. She looked better than a pornstar. She looked like an archangel who watched over me and would make sure I received as much pleasure as possible.
She came off with a pop, stroking my slick cock with her right hand. “You’re filming, right?”
“Yes,” I said, trying to hold the camera steady.
“How was the first plunge?” she asked seductively.
“Like heaven.”
“Oh, I have a lot more to show you,” she said with a giggle, swallowing my shaft again.
My eyes softened, and I surrendered to her oral skills. Her gagging and sucking sounds were divine, and even if her lips stretched around my girth, I felt how she tried to tighten them even further.
She wasn’t only sucking for the camera. She wanted to pleasure me, and she did one hell of a job. She slid a little deeper for every bob and it didn’t take her long till her lips were right firm against my groin.
“Holy fuck,” I said, feeling my cock twitch, but then she constricted her throat, keeping me steady. All I felt was the friction of her inner cheeks, soft tongue and tight throat around my cock. My eyes rolled to the back of the skull as she kept me there, refusing to let go till I experienced as much pleasure as possible.
Then she pulled back, keeping her lips equally as tight before she plunged my cock back into her mouth in long, slow, throat-strokes.
I curled my toes as the peak was nearby. “I’m almost there, Mom,” I said.
She heard my desperation in her voice and kept bobbing her head, sucking harder and deeper. Saliva kept running from her lips and down the sides of my cock, over her fingers and pooling at her thighs. She swallowed up my cock again. I couldn’t believe how easily she deepthroated me, and how intense the sensation was.
“Gosh, you know what you’re doing.” I reached for the wall and held onto it as my knees grew weak. She took a couple of more pumps till I released a guttural groan. I emptied myself inside my mom’s mouth. My knees buckled as I kept shooting out ropes of cum in her mouth. It felt like I was about to collapse, but she still kept my cock stuffed in her and sucked out every drop of cum. She came off and opened her mouth to the camera, revealing her son’s glistening seed right on her tongue. Then she gulped it down as if it were vanilla cream and opened her mouth again.
She flicked her eyes back up to me. “How did it feel?”
I couldn’t lie, since she’d seen the expression on my face. “Divine.”
“I’m glad … Maybe we could film some content together … just you and me. You don’t have to do all that boring coding.”
“That sounds like a dream come true.”
She placed a kiss right at the softening crown. “Get some rest and let me know once you got a hard-on.”
“I will.”
“I’ll come up with some ideas in the meantime … Also, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Afterword
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