0 comments/ 209729 views/ 61 favorites My Mom The Pornstar By: Surt The mother in this story looks like Rachel Ray. So load up on pictures of her and imagine her in the role of the mother, Enjoy. Everyone is over eighteen It all started when I noticed that my mom was coming in late from after work. Not the usual nine in the night finishes I been used to since I was a kid, but she came home at five in the morning on some occasions. She told me it was due to the new job she got, the waitressing didn't pay enough so she got a job as an office administrator; well that's what she said anyway. Dad's been between jobs for months now so I thought that must be the reason why she's been working so late, but something didn't feel right. I asked advice from my one of my closest friends and this is what he had to say, "You know what she could be up too? An affair dude, she is so seeing someone else." "An affair!" I said with a confused tone. "No way man, come on really?" "Well I do have a foolproof way of knowing" He replied. "I saw it on TV last night, all you got to do is steal her GPS! Then you look at where she's been the last couple days, print it and pick the location she goes to every night." After taking his advice I printed the GPS and stayed in my room all day plotting my routine. After she had left for work, I told my dad I was going to a buddies place to study all night and snuck out to find out what she was doing once and for all. After using the night bus, I found the spot I was looking for; it was an old dirty warehouse. I had to wonder what kind of business went on here, I didn't have too much time to think, I had to act quickly. I looked around the entrance and saw a group of workmen in jeans, shirts and baseball caps. I summarised that this must have been their uniforms. After the doorman let them all in, I took my jacket off and put on a spare cap left behind by one of the workmen. I calmed my nerves and walked by the doorman and into the warehouse. What I saw was the exact opposite of what I was expecting. First person to walk by me was a fully naked woman, blond with fake tits and a firm ass. That was no office worker. Then I looked around at the workmen, I figured out that they were not the workmen I thought they were. They were teamsters setting up cameras and lighting rigs. In a couple seconds I was able to figure out that this was a porn set. Then my greatest fear had struck me, what was my mom doing on a porn set? I put my cap on tight so no one would know who I was and looked around, no mom anywhere in sight. Then I heard a man say, "Ruby baby! How are you?" I looked around and there in my utter shock and horror was my mom in a lacy black bra and thong. The man gave her a kiss right on the lips! Then he playfully kissed and nibbled on her neck and grabbed a good two handfuls of my mom's ass cheeks. I was so mad at this point that looking back I would have done something if I was not mesmerised by mom in a bra and thong. All dolled in make up and looking really hot, which was a surprise to me because I knew she was hot but it was my mom so I had no interest in her, till that point. My mom then spoke, "I just finished that last photo shoot, so I guess Larry's up next?" The man replied, "Oh don't you look hot tonight, yum" His hands still grabbing her ass tight. "Go get a shower and get ready. Come back in ten" "OK Hun." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and started to walk off before the man put his hand in the air. "Wait right there," he said. She stopped in her tracks. The man had a smug look on his face as he continued. "Walk slowly." My mom then put her hands on her hips, smiled a sexy little smile and walked slowly to her dressing room with her cute butt cheeks bouncing ever so sexually. "That's what I like!" said the man while the other teamsters looked in delight. The man smiled a huge grin while slapping his hands with delight. I walked quickly to a dark corner to collect my thoughts. I could not believe what I saw. This was the same woman who did bake sales and made cookies, now she was on a porn set. This was a major shock and a major turn-on. Before I knew it I was rubbing my self through my jeans, I could hardly believe I was stroking to my mom. Right out the corner of my eye I saw that same man who felt up my mom walk right by me and walk into his dressing room. At this point I was not just turned on, I was also as mad as hell. This man had just felt up my mom. I needed to know more about what was going on. I followed him into his dressing room and said, "Hi I'm the new-" He cut me off and said, "Yeah, yeah whatever, just get me some water." He had some sort of English accent and medium length black hair; he seemed tanned by the U.S sun. After I handed him some water he waved me off. I could tell he was busy and from first impressions, a real asshole. Before I walked off I stopped and said, "Hey who is that new woman you got there?" His eyes immediately lit up, he sat up from his chair and started to speak. "Oh you mean Ruby? Oh god she is the best fucking discovery in my entire life. So fucking hot and hitting forty to. God she is so sexy, I love that cute butt of hers, a real mom ass, yeah." "I found her in the mall with those sexy ass mom jeans on. I approached at first saying this was a modelling gig. First time in she was nervous as hell, but she took more and more clothes off and before you know it she was looking to fuck half the talent in the building! My lord is she a horny little fire cracker or what? She fucks like a pro and she's only been doing this for two months! She is so much better then the lame ass nineteen year old teens look for some cash, this woman here can out-fuck them all and she's twice their age." I could feel the blood rush to my face, I was so angry. But at the same time I wanted to hear what this man had to say. He stopped talking for a sec for a sip of the water and carried on, "She's going to be a major star I tell you; Ruby Rain's is her name. I came up with it, feel free to Google it. She's going to hit the web big time; every guy will want her as their mom. Oh me? I'm Joh-Joh; it has two H's at the end." "Hey you want to see her next porn scene? Go give this script to the guy next door. All the other teamsters are scared of him, the guy's a manic but that's why he's a star. You may know him as Larry Bucko" Larry Bucko was a porn star known for going nuts after climaxing; his nickname was the Raging Climax. I really hoped this guy would not be fucking my mom. I heard stories of how he goes so rough on some girls that the directors would have to have a medic always on stand-by. I went over and handed him the script. He was wearing just blue jeans and boots, he had short blond hair, was ripped to shreds at 230 pounds and standing at about 6'3. He had an intimidating presence; I was not just scared for myself but my mom too. "Stop that shaking over there, I ain't looking to fuck you." He spoke with a southern drawl; he was also chuckling to himself. He looked over his script and said, "Ah I got Ruby, I love that sweet little thing." He started to open up and a gentle smile spread over his face. "Now Ruby I like" He said with a grin. "I done her quite a bit of times. I hear she has a teenage son. Damn now if she was my mom! Ha what a lucky guy eh. Ok you can go and watch, just don't get in my way after I'm done. I got anger issues." I took my place at the set. I looked around and found the name of the movie; it was Larry Bucko – Mother Fucker. I saw my mom in a blue dress looking over her script, I was amazed at how different and at the same time normal she looked in that role. My hand had already reached my jeans and I was rubbing myself in anticipation for what was about to come. They were doing the old routine of the plumber and the woman who can't pay her bill. "And action!" said Joh-Joh. The movie was about to start. Out came Larry with only some jeans on into the set which was made to look like a kitchen. "What seems to be the problem" he said. "I can't fix this little old washing machine, can you please do this favour for me. I have no money so can you fix this machine for me and ill be sure to think of some suitable way to repay you." She had her finger near her mouth and had a look in her eyes which looked to be begging for a fuck. Larry motioned to his pants as my mom got on her knees and unzipped his pants to show his massive nine inch penis. She started to touch it and then started sucking it like an old pro. I was stunned and amazed by what was going on. I was so hard that I thought I was going to explode. All conflicted feelings went out the window when I saw her suck on that cock like a porn superstar. She sucked on that thing for a while; she was really licking and sucking it. She was then told to stand by Larry; she slipped off her dress to show the same bra and thong she had on before. She was in amazing shape for her age. All that Pilates paid off after all. Larry felt up by mom's toned stomach and then unhooked her bra. He felt up her tits and gave them rough kisses. He then untied her thong to get her fully naked, her tits perky and her ass tight. I didn't know my mom was so hot, I should have peeked more. Larry then lifted my mom up on a kitchen counter and shoved his cock way in. She was able to talk it all in and moaned loud. Larry then started to pump her full of cock thrusting back and forward as he she put her nails deep into his back. The two were grunting back and forth. I was enjoying it immensely; she was moaning and squealing like I had never seen before. This was a wholesome American mom giving her all into fucking a porn star; I could still not believe it till that point. She gave some moans and talked dirty as he fucked her. "Fuck me harder!" she said. That was also shocking because the dirtiest word I ever heard from her mouth before that was darn. Then Larry's famous roughness started playing a part. He lifted my mom's left leg onto his shoulder and began to thrust more. She didn't seem in pain but some of the teamsters winced because they could fully see from their angle what he was doing to her. Her feet were hanging from Larry's shoulders as he put the other leg on his shoulder while keeping the cock in. He then put her into a more painful hold when he grabbed the back of her neck with both his hands and thrust all his might right into her 5'4 frame, shaking the counter like it was going to break at any moment. He didn't let up, my mom's tight tits bounced along as Larry fucked harder and harder to the point that even Joh-Joh looked concerned. "Easy, easy" Joh-Joh whispered to Larry. Larry took that as a sign to wrap it up as he made a few more thrusts till her stepped back and showered her whole body from face to chest in masses of cum. "And cut" Said Joh-Joh. The cum dripped from her mouth to her sexy tight tits down to her her waxed pussy. Larry gave her a kiss on the cheek, thanked her for the performance and walked off. Larry then showed his raging side when he tossed a teamster right into a catering table, all while still naked. A female teamster put a robe on my mom and ushered her into her dressing room. I didn't even notice that I was jacking off with my jeans on, it was an instinctual thing. While I had my hand on my dick, a guy came up to me. He looked at me with a slightly annoyed expression and said, "No not here, over there." He was pointing to a darkened corner of the warehouse where four middle-aged teamsters were all watching with their hands down their pants. I went up to them ready to shake their hands but quickly withdrew for obvious reason. "Oh I love Ruby I do." said one man with a Crises-Cross hat on. "Best in years." said another man who had a beard as long his face. "Hey new guy" said Crises-Cross man, "You know Ruby's not done for the day, she's got one movie left to do for a fetish director. But don't put your hopes up; the guy in the movie failed a physical so it may be off." "You go in and check on the director, see if he needs something." Said the bearded man. "None of us really work her. They just let us watch because we clean the place up for free afterward, plus they don't like it when we speak to them." I thanked them for the tip-off and made my way to meet the fetish director. The fetish director had his hands in his head as I approached him. He had a goatee and slicked black hair. I went up to say hello but this time I didn't even get any words out before he said, "You! You're not a freak!" I didn't get any words out again before he spoke once more. "You let me check." In one quick move he pulled my pants down to check out my cock. "You're clean and look ok, how do you want to fuck Ruby tonight?" "Yes, Yes I'll do it for free!" I shouted with out thinking. "Free? Well fuck you. I was going to give you twenty; this day's not so bad after all. I'll give you twenty minutes with her; we got to ship this thing to Estonia tonight." Then the most obvious and glaring thought went into my head. My mom was not going to let me fuck her. "Do you have any sort of mask?" I asked him. "Mask?" he said, "Of course, no problem." He tossed me a black gimp mask which had eye holes in it and a zip for my mouth. He led me to the fetish set as I tried to settle my nerves. A few minutes later I was standing there in a set which had just one camera and a bed. My mom walked in her robe. She took it off and was fully naked. I was too nervous to talk so she said the first words to me. "We got twenty to go? Good because it's been a long day. Hmm you look nervous, you ok Hun?" All I could do was nod in approval. A little part of me was happy that the porn business had not taken away my mom's down home charm. So that I never needed to speak to her, I pointed at my mask which had a closed zip on it." So your gimmick is you don't speak?" She said. "Ok with me sweetie." Just then I had second thoughts, I was about to fuck my mom. Then I took a look at that body and remembered that she may be my mom but she is a sexy piece of ass too, so I was going to fuck her as both. The director came on set. He told us just to improvise because it was late into the shoot. When the cameras started to roll I was still standing up so my mom took this as a cue to also be standing. First thing I did was put my hands on that amazing ass of hers; oh it was so firm and sexy. I took a lot of long hard feels of that sexy ass. After that I went to touch those tits of hers. So nice and firm, I rubbed her nipples and grabbed those sexy tits. I also felt that solid stomach of hers and slid down to feel some pussy too. I then bent her over and spanked her hard on the ass; I did it a couple times till I remembered that my mom did the same to me when I was a kid. So as a way of vengeance, I spread her on my knees as she did me and spanked her ass hard. Every slap got a moan, a staged porn moan but a moan. I then thought back to all the bad things she did to me and mumbled them each time I spanked her tasty ass. "This was for grounding me! This was for making me eat my vegetables! This is for the socks at Christmas!" I mumbled quietly so that she could not hear me. Next thing I did was toss her to the bed and got ready to shove my cock right into her pussy before I hesitated. I looked at her and remember that this was my mom. But then when I saw that inviting pussy and killer tits, all my morals went right out the window. I shoved my cock right in her and got a welcoming moan from my mom. I made small quick thrusts and got near her face to see her reaction. I looked right at her smiling orgasmic face; she looked to be in heaven at that point and so was I. "You're doing well" She whispered. The same thing she said to me when I rode my first bike. At the nineteen minute mark the director did the wrap up signal. I had one final surprise for my mom. I was about to cum when I took my dick out as planned and put it near her face so that she can swallow it. Instead I pulled away at the final moment and the cum went into her hair and all over her face. "And cut" said the director. "Oh you jerk; you got it in my hair!" She seemed upset; she shoved me off the bed and walked off. Even that could not kill my mood; I was smiling from ear to ear behind my mask. The director came up to me and told me what a good job I did and that he loved the whole gimmick. He offered me a job as a regular and told me to always wear the mask. Not a better end to a fantastic day Next Sunday morning my mom came into the kitchen. She could barely walk and I knew why. I could only smile when I noticed that she had difficulty sitting down, mostly due to how red and raw I left her ass last night. She then looked at me with a puzzled look and said, "You know Hun, I met someone at work who reminded me a lot of you." End My Mom the Pornstar Billy sat silently on the couch trying his best not to think too hard on what the next few hours and days of his life were going to be like. He knew that they certainly wouldn't be anything like things were before. He'd heard a long time ago from a television show he'd long forgotten that there are moments in a mans life that can be very clearly defined as before and after moments. Well he'd just had a before and after moment. Well a second before and after moment. The first had been a few weeks ago when he'd been downloading porn. Specifically the kind of rough anal porn they produced in troves in the late 90's and early 2000's that you really can't find much of any more but he loved that kind of disgusting degrading porn. For Billy there wasn't anything sexier than watching the kind of porn where the women are face fucked their mascara runs down their faces in great black tears. Porn with gaping assholes and girls sucking cocks fresh from their own asses while they beg to taste it. The kind of porn you know you have to keep someplace your girlfriend will never ever finds out that this is the sort of porn you enjoy you won't have a girlfriend anymore. Billy was twenty minutes into a video called Trailer Whores and the first woman had just finished a scene where her 'brothers' had soaked her nearly head to toe in cum. That was the part he'd expected from a movie like this, what he didn't expect was that the next woman to come out would look eerily familiar, about fifteen or so years too young and she had dirty blonde hair instead of dark brown but she looked an awful lot like his mother. When she turned towards the camera and introduced herself as Jessica Berry he could tell without a single doubt. That was his mother in a porn. Billy had never been so hard in his entire life. He'd always thought it was some kind of joke when people talked about getting so hard that it hurt but it wasn't a joke. The site of his mom surrounded by cocks, bouncing happily from one to the next slurping until they got tired and one threw her over his shoulder. He took her over to a swing set and from there they spun her around randomly choosing between her mouth, ass and pussy until one by one they came inside her one after the other. They left his mother, Jessica Berry, real name Rachel Higgs oozing cum from every hole with a delirious look in her eyes complete with a huge smile. By that time Billy had come a record three times the first one had landed on the wall behind him. The next three weeks had been spent hunting down every scene he could find from Jessica Berry and she'd had a short but by his standards fantastic career. The scene from Trailer Whores was one of her tamer scenes. She didn't give anybody a rim job, nobody pissed on her, she wasn't swallowing cum out of another girl's ass. That was what he'd been watching so intently that he didn't hear the car pull up into the driveway, didn't notice keys jingling in the door or even the door opening. Billy didn't even hear the click of his mother's heels against the hardwood floor. By the time he noticed her he had three big problems. The first was that she literally caught him with pants down on the couch. The second was that on the screen Rachel Higgs had her head stuffed in a toilet while a black man hung like a beast was pounding her ass. The final problem was that he was far too close to his orgasm to stop. Billy cried out for Jessica while he blew a load over his chest. "It's not what it looks like?" Billy was a bit too shocked to even snatch up his pants and Rachel seemed torn between the image of her more than fifteen years ago and her son. To him it felt like an hour that her gaze was darting back and forth between what must have been two equally disturbing sights for her and then she just walked past him into the kitchen without saying anything. She was still in the kitchen now rustling something around noisily. Billy had the time to pull up his pants, wipe up, and change the DVD but he was still sitting on the couch. There didn't seem to be a whole lot of point in avoiding this, whatever she was going to say he'd rather she did it now. So he waited silently with the television off. When Rachel came out of the kitchen she had a bottle of vodka and her face was already a little flush. "The fuck am I going to do with you?" Rachel hissed at her son who couldn't seem to form an answer. Even after seeing his mother doing porn he'd never really seen Jessica Berry looking at him. Just forty year old Rachel Higgs, the woman all the guys called the MILF, he could see why. She was still in amazing shape and she didn't have any problems walking around in outfits that displayed a body she was rightfully proud of. She didn't dress like a slut or anything though, just like a beautiful woman. Right then she was wearing a snug knee length skirt that suddenly seemed super tight around her ass. The blouse and jacket were classy, boring even but now he could see how well they displayed her narrow waist. Her sensible black heels even looked sexy. "I asked you a question." "I don't know Jessica." Billy finally replied. He couldn't believe there was an honest to God porn star standing in his house staring him down. "Don't call me that. I did a lot of things when I was young. Things you were never supposed to find about." Rachel tilted the bottle to her lips. "Things your father can never know about." His father, the last thing he'd considered in all of this was his father. "You mean he doesn't know he married a porn slut?" Billy started doing the math in his head suddenly. It was two thousand fourteen and he was twenty years old. The newest scene he could find was from two thousand. She'd been a whore when he was in kindergarten or first grade, math wasn't his strong suit but that was also seven years after his parents got married. "No, and he can't know." She took another swallow of the vodka and took a step towards him. "What's the matter with you, you get off on seeing your own mother treated like a gutter mouthed whore?" Billy suddenly wished that he'd been wearing jeans instead of fairly loose khaki slacks. Listening to his favorite porn star describing herself a gutter whore was giving him another boner. His cock had already slithered own his thigh and now was wasn't so much making a tent as it was lifting up one pant leg in the most awkward way. "You do don't you, you little shit. You like the idea of your mother surrounded by cocks!" Another swallow. "With men fucking her in the ass," a long pull from the bottle, "-and stuffing her head down the toilet." "Yes." Billy replied sheepishly. Any hope that she wouldn't notice that he was erect faded when he saw her eyes lower. "It's-" "Exactly what I think." Rachel said cutting him off. "Right now you're thinking of your mom acting like a whore." She sank to her knees and crawled over to her boy. She abandoned the bottle to slide her hand up his shorts leg wrapping her fingers around his cock. "And it's even got you hard. Do you know what kind of freak that makes you?" She didn't let go of his cock, instead she gave it a solid squeeze. It was a lot thicker than she'd thought earlier at a glance. "Do you?" Billy blushed and looked away for a moment. "Yes." "Well say it." Rachel growled squeezing harder. "I need a drink." Billy mumbled. His mother replied by thrust the glass bottle against his chest. Billy looked at the bottle dumbly then took it and drank as much as a man could in a single breath before setting aside. "It means I'm an incestuous bastard with a whore of a mother." "I didn't ask you what it made me, I know what I am. I'm a woman who did what she enjoyed for years. Met a man, a good Christian man who would never have understood and it took me a while but I quit." "It took you five years, hell am I even Dad's son?!" Billy shouted. "Honestly, I don't know. It doesn't really matter either you're our son." She responded. She looked so much like the blushing young porn star now that it sent a jolt down his cock to his mother's hand. "And yes it took me five years, you have no idea how incredible it felt. How in charge of my life and my sexuality it made me feel. The only reason I stopped was I realized I wasn't really in charge, not as long as I had to keep lying to everybody and as hard as it was it was easier to quit than it was to tell your father." Billy took another incredibly long drink from the bottle. "Well look I think Dad deserves to know that he's married to a whore." Rachel had figured out the situation just before she'd started drinking. That was why she'd grabbed the bottle instead of just pouring drinks. Her son wasn't the first man who'd figured out her secret and cornered her this time she'd just decided she wanted to get out in front of the problem. She was just lucky that this time she had a little bit of leverage she could use. "You're not telling your father. Not ever." Rachel declared giving his cock a firm squeeze as she spoke. "I'm going to let you live out your little fantasies, you don't need to jerk off to my movies anymore. You can do the real thing. Also I won't tell your girlfriend that I caught you jerking off to Toilet Sluts and specifically to me. Deal?" "I dunno." Billy replied. "I mean it's pretty important, I'd want someone to tell me if Stacy was a whore." "Well it's my final offer." Rachel snatched the bottle of vodka and stomped out of the room. "I'll be upstairs in my room if you change your mind and decide to be reasonable." She didn't give him time to respond before she finished stomping her way to her room and slamming the door shut behind her. Billy sat, once again completely dumbfounded by his situation. He could feel the vodka sloshing around in his belly giving him a deliciously warm feeling. The real heat was coming from his pants where his cock was once again so hard it ached. He could go fetch the bottle of baby oil hastily stuffed between the couch cushions throw on another scene of his mother. Of course he had a much better option. Upstairs his Rachel was waiting with her offer, which was really more of a plea. He had the power to ruin her life. Dad would certainly divorce her if he told her and he did have a right to know. After all these years if he didn't already know it had to be because he didn't want to know, which really left only one logical choice. And it wasn't to ruin his parent's marriage and his relationship with them both. Mind made up Billy took a drink of his vodka and walked into his mother's room. Rachel had clearly known what decision he was going to make before he made it. She'd changed out of her business attire and not into her sweat pants and tank top combination she normally wore around the house. She'd changed into a transparent blue nighty and heels with a puffy toe. She actually looked at little more too elegant to be Jessica the pornstar. "I thought you might come to your senses." She rolled over onto her belly crossing her ankles up over her well formed buttocks. "So what is it you want?" Billy took a deep breath. "You know I'm not gonna make this easy on you right? That I'm gonna treat you like the same little bottom feeding whore I know you are now?" Rachel swallowed hard and nodded. "Then you can start by crawling over here bitch and undressing me." Rachel slid off the bed like a great cat crawling towards her boy. In just a few moments she'd stripped him down to just his boxers and that's when he grabbed her by the hair. "You'll do the rest with your mouth. She nodded obediently and clasped her teeth around the waistband of his boxers pulling them down getting slapped in the face with the full length of her son's cock in the process. It was far from the freak cocks she used to come across in the industry but still a fairly impressive seven or so inches and thick. It might have just been that it had been more than twelve years since she'd had any cock other than her husbands and the thought of new dick made it seem that much better. Either way there was nothing fake in the delighted gasp she gave when she caught sight of it. Rachel finished removing his boxers and immediately returned to wrap her lips around his cock. She instantly started trying to take him all the way into her throat. Her son however had other plans, using her hair like reins he started trying to see how far she could take his cock almost from the get go. He thrust back and forth bouncing his cock off the back of her throat. She could hear him grunting and groaning over her own slurping and gagging. All the old memories of how they used to just use her on set came flooding back. Rachel's thighs spread and her hands were pulled down as if by gravity. It had been at least a decade since she'd felt that dull throb between her legs that demanded immediate attention. She would be begging him to fuck her the moment let her up for air. That didn't seem to be high on his priority list though. He continued throat fucking her like he was absolutely determined to see her make up ruined. Already she could see her pinkish lipstick smeared along the length of his cock with a few smudges on his pelvis. (She was quite proud of those.) She could feel the tears working their way down her cheeks that had to be making her mascara run and yet he wasn't stopping. Billy stopped with his cock pushed as deep into her throat he could manage. "Wow Mom, you are quite the little cock sucker you know that?" He yanked her off his cock. "Is that a compliment son?" Rachel sneered up at him. "Maybe. Let's see if you can still give a good rim job." Billy replied. Still holding his mother by the hair he half dragged half lead her to the bed and tossed her on it then straddled her face. "Get to work." Rachel extended her tongue out slowly and pressed it against her son's rectum. "That's right, dig in." Billy groaned grinding his ass down against her tongue. Rachel jammed her tongue up into her son wriggling it back and forth until he started to squirm. Instead of letting him do as he wanted she wrapped her arms up around his waist holding him down while her tongue continued it's lewd invasion. "Oh fuck!" Billy gasped leaning forward on the bed. His mother didn't stop, she slithered out from beneath him and continued lapping at his ass, reaching around to stroke his hard cock. Rachel felt Billy's hips lurch, then his cock started pulsing in her hand. That only made her move faster pumping his dick in rhythm with her tongue until he came and collapsed in his own semen. "Is that enough? Is that what you wanted from your whore mother?" Rachel taunted. "You know I used to fuck for a living, against guys who made their money by not cumming. You're just a little boy." For a moment Billy just lay still but then he rolled over. "I'm not finished with you yet Mom." "Yes you are. You've cum twice in the last hour and you're dru-" Rachel stopped mid word and found herself staring at her boy, specifically at his still hard cock bobbing defiantly in front of her. "You've got to be fucking kidding." Billy grinned. "Nope, now get up on the bed." Rachel obeyed crawling up onto the bed. Billy grabbed her by the hips easily manhandling his mother so her face was buried in the pillows and her ripe rump was pointed invitingly skyward. Rachel spread her legs slowly urging her child on with a low desperate groan. He didn't keep her waiting either, Billy thrust his cock into her so suddenly her head bumped against the headboard. "Harder! Harder baby, Mommy's about to come." Rachel placed her hands against the wall and pushed back against Billy, matching each of his brutal strokes. It had been years since the last time she'd had a man just fuck her. Billy didn't need to be encouraged. Even if she'd been begging him to stop he wouldn't have. Not until he came. Suddenly the depravity of what they were both doing hit both of them and mother and son came together. Rachel was howling like a banshee, later she'd have to explain to the neighbors how she was a having an affair with two young studs which was a much less interesting story than the truth. Billy on the other hand was completely silent taking a few last thrusts before he rolled onto his back utterly spent. "You are amazing." Billy whispered. "You're not half bad." Rachel panted. "C'mon lets go take a shower." Billy said sitting up. Rachel looked at her son then obeyed.