9 comments/ 160499 views/ 131 favorites Tempting Curves By: lfullback DISCLAIMER: Yes, this is based on a real porn star. No, it is not a true story. Also, to the best of my knowledge, Caroline Pierce doesn't even engage in incest. (Although, if you're interested after reading this, she does do a couple of role playing mother-son jack off instructional videos) This should all be obvious, but I'm writing it here in case somebody reading this is retarded, or I get sued for libel or something. Anyways, enjoy. To say that my mother and I had a strange relationship seems like a waste of time. Anyone who knew us would have assumed it would be a little strange at the very least. My name is Matt Pierce. My mother is Caroline Pierce – the porn star. You see? No matter what the circumstances, having a porn star for a mother is going to be strange. There's just no helping it. My mom had me when she was nineteen. I never met my dad because he didn't stick around. So, in order to make ends meet, my mom started stripping. She did that for many years and slowly started doing porn flicks. She was always very open to me about what she did and never lied about it. She didn't say "I'm going to the office," and then secretly go shoot a porno or anything. I suppose I'm thankful for that. Better to know about it early instead of being surprised by it later in life. I'm not ashamed of her either. She did what she had to do to get by. There's nothing wrong with that. But, that doesn't mean that I tell everyone what she does. I don't want all of my friends jacking off to videos of my mom. When I was in high school, a few guys happened to find a video of her online. I got teased a lot, but didn't let it get to me. I just ignored it and it soon became old news. Nobody seemed to care as much once they realized that I didn't care either. It's no wonder that my mom does porn. My mom is an incredibly sexy woman. She has long, dark hair that she's always dying colors. She's really fond of adding a hint of purple to it. Her body is very curvy but she has a thin waist. Her breasts are b-cups, but they are perky and very well shaped. What really gets people going is her ass. My mom's ass is huge! It is so thick and juicy. It's not some fat ass covered in cellulite either. It's nice and firm, like a couple of fucking basketballs stuffed into the back of her pants. I'm being honest here - I tried to be a good son. I really did. But, I've been attracted to my mom since I hit puberty. Growing up, I would sneak glances at her legs and stare at her ass as she walked across the room; her big cheeks shifting back and forth, moving up and down up and down. I felt so perverted looking at my own mother like that. I knew it was so wrong to think of her that way, and I tried to push her out of my mind. That just made it worse. Temptation was always present. I knew that I could see her naked anytime I wanted. All I needed was to do a quick Google search. I thought about it a lot. After everyone found out about her when I was in high school, I knew that all of my friends had looked her up. Everyone joked about seeing my mom getting fucked. Sometimes, just to be mean, guys would tell me all of the weird fetishes they had seen my mom do and ask me, "Have you seen that video? Your mom is crazy hot in it." Sometimes I figured, if everyone else has seen it, why not take a look myself? But, despite all of that, I actually hadn't. All through high school, I never looked her up or watched any of her videos. It took extreme willpower not to do it. As a high school boy chock full of hormones, who was admittedly obsessed with his mother in a sexual way, it was challenging to say the least. Whenever I started to get turned on by my mom, which was often, I just masturbated quickly. I learned that, if I didn't take care of it quickly, the temptation would grow considerably. There were many times that I nearly went through with it and looked up one of her videos, but I could never bring myself to actually do it. When I was eighteen, I went to a college pretty far from home. College was great. If there was anything that could take my mind off of my mom, it was a fine mix of keggers and co-eds. And, that seemed to work very nicely. By the end of my first year at college, I hardly ever fantasized about my mom. I still had the occasional daydream, but I seemed to be getting over her. I thought that maybe it had all just been some phase. I was wrong. The summer after freshman year, I came back home. Less than a week of living in the same house as my mom undid everything. I constantly fantasized about her again, and was back to jacking off three times a day. It seemed that having not seen her for so long and then coming back made her seem even hotter. It was getting bad. I couldn't wear gym shorts or sweat pants anymore because I was always hard. It was crazy to think that my mom was giving me a boner every day. She looked even better than before I left for school too. While I was gone, she had gotten a nose job and her face was even more gorgeous than before. The temptation was back with a vengeance. I made it about halfway through June before I broke. It had been an incredibly hot day, and I decided to stay in for the night. I was watching a movie in the living room when my mom walked in wearing just a t-shirt and short shorts. I could see the very bottoms of her butt cheeks sticking out of her shorts. She didn't care. It's not like she thought I was looking or anything. She sat down on the couch and watched the movie with me. She was leaning on the arm of the couch with her legs curled up underneath her. Her shorts were riding up and I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Or, if she was, it had to have been a very skimpy thong. I could see a lot of her thick right ass cheek and had to make a conscious effort not to reach out and grab a handful of it. I had an erection very quickly. I knew that I should probably just excuse myself for a quick minute and go jack off in the bathroom, but I couldn't bring myself to get up. I kept stealing looks at her ass. I didn't want to stop looking. I didn't even understand what was happening in the movie because I kept fantasizing about ripping off her shorts and shoving my face into her pussy right there on the couch. I began to wonder what my mom tasted like. I imagined my tongue working its way around her wet pussy lips as she screamed in ecstasy. Then I would take off my pants and stuff my hard dick deep in between her spread legs until I.... "Alright, Matt," said my mom, startling me as she interrupting my fantasy. "I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late." "Oh. Alright. Good night," I said. My mom got off the couch. Her shorts had worked up into her crack a little and I watched out the corner of my eye as she picked them out. "Good night, Matt," said my mom and walked out of the room. As I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but rub my erection through my pants. I was incredibly turned on. I had sat through an entire movie while fantasizing about my mom and sneaking peaks at her ass. I was so worked up that I had to go straight to my room. Luckily, my room was on the opposite side of the house as my mom's, so I never had to worry about her hearing me. I closed the door and was about to take off my pants. But, I suddenly felt the desire to watch one of my mom's videos. I had gone through this many times, but never when I was as worked up as I was that night. I was so horny and my mind was being overtaken with desire. I turned on my computer and opened up a web browser. I slowly typed in "Caroline Pierce" into Google. Then I stopped. I had gotten this far several times before, but I had never hit the search button. I stared at the computer screen, trying to talk myself out of it. 'You're going to regret it,' I thought. 'It's not right. She's your mother.' But, on that particular night, there was a much louder voice in my head screaming, "Do it you motherfucker!" I listened to the voice and hit search. I then clicked on a link that started loading a video. My heart was racing. I could hear veins pulsing in my head, but the pulsing in my cock was louder. The video started playing. There was no storyline or anything. It just started out in some random nice house with some music playing. My mom walked into the room wearing only some sexy lingerie. Upon seeing her, I practically froze. This was really happening. I was going to watch my mom in a porno. She started doing a sexy strip tease for the camera. The expression on her face was so foreign to me. She was looking into the camera with lust in her eyes, like she really wanted to fuck whoever was watching her; like she wanted to fuck me. Then she turned around and bent over. She was wearing a tiny thong that was being swallowed up by her big ass. I was completely lost in the video, unaware of anything else, but I think I may have started drooling a little. She took her top off and exposed her perky tits. Then she slid her thong down, showing off her bare ass and pussy. My mom was completely naked, dancing on my computer screen. I wondered how many people had ever experienced what I was experiencing at that moment. As she continued to dance, I wondered why I had not done this sooner. I had never been so turned on in all my life. Then my mom did something that I found irresistible. I later learned that this was sort of her signature move. She turned her ass towards the camera, spread her legs about shoulder width apart, and put her hands just under both of her huge ass cheeks towards the outside. Then she moved her hips to the side a little and gently jiggled one of her cheeks with a couple of fingers. My eyes were wide as I watched her jiggle her ass. Her ass was framed up so perfectly as her fingers sent little waves through her cheeks. And then I was suddenly cumming in my pants. I had never premature ejaculated or cum in my own pants ever in my life. But, seeing my mom like that sent me over the edge. I had barely even touched myself since I left the living room. I didn't even care that I had ruined my pants. I didn't care about a lot of things at that moment, actually. Usually after I cum I go right back to rational, clear-thinking Matt and can go do something else. Not this night. I kept watching the video. I had cum, but I was still so turned on. After a few minutes, I was hard again. I watched and stroked myself as some guy had his way with my mom. I saw him put her in all sorts of positions and plow into her pussy. My mom was moaning the whole time, begging for more, telling the guy to fuck her harder. Hearing my mom say things like that was a huge turn on. I came again while watching her take it doggy style. At the end of the video, my mom got on her knees and the guy shot a load all over her face. When the video stopped, I sat at my desk for a little bit just thinking. I had always known that my mom was in porn. And, I knew what went along with that. I had often pictured what her videos would look like even. But, actually seeing one was something altogether different. I considered just stopping with this one video. But, my body was telling me that was no longer an option. I clicked on another video. Then I clicked on another. Then another, and another, and another. I stayed up the whole night watching my mom having sex in every imaginable way. Most of her videos were in a niche market that concentrated on women with big asses. Men would literally worship her ass in these videos. My mom would shake it around seductively and then men would step in and begin fawning over it, shoving their faces into it, licking it and spanking it before they began fucking her pussy. There were some videos entirely devoted to my mom sitting on men's faces, smothering them with her massive cheeks. I was insanely jealous of them. For hours and hours I watched my mom take cocks deep in her mouth and pussy. She was a very aggressive cocksucker. She could deepthroat even the biggest of black cocks and would sometimes roll her eyes back when they filled her mouth. This was a huge turn on for me. Then she would ride them. I've never seen anyone ride a cock as well as my mom. She would climb on top of a guy and bounce on his cock, making loud clapping sounds that shook her ass in the most arousing way. Around 3:00, I started to find her fetish videos. Earlier in her career, my mom did a whole lot of fetish stuff. She was dressed in latex outfits, tied-up, dominated, the whole nine yards. I saw her get penetrated by a fucking machine, fucked with a strap-on, give a guy a rimjob while another girl sucked his cock, and spanked hard until her ass turned red. I remember guys in high school saying they had seen her do some of this, but I thought they had just been teasing. I had never thought of my mom as the kind of person to be into that sort of thing. The lesbian scenes came as a bit of a surprise too. I guess I should have expected it, but it still was a bit of a shock watching my mom eat another woman's pussy. Mostly because she did it with a lot of energy. She really seemed to enjoy it. Then came the biggest shock of all. I discovered a video titled "Caroline Pierce's First Anal." The video had only been posted two years ago, and was supposedly one of the only anal scenes she's ever done, aside from taking the occasional finger and a butt plug once. I clicked on it and watched my mom taking a dick up her ass. The guy fucking her was really rough and she looked a little uncomfortable, but she made it through it and smiled as he came all over her. It is a very surreal experience watching your own mom get fucked in the ass. After that video, I realized that it was 6:00 in the morning. I had cum so many times through that night that the floor around my desk chair was covered in used tissues. Completely exhausted, I passed out in my bed. The guilt that I had been so worried about never came. In fact, I was more attracted to my mom than ever before, and I needed to experience her first hand. For the rest of the summer, I started paying much more attention to her. I kept an eye out for opportunities to see her naked or get close to her. While walking around her in the kitchen, I would sometimes "innocently" brush against her ass with my crotch. Every time she went into her room to change or took a shower in the bathroom, I would look to see if there was a crack in the door. I never saw anything though. My desire for my mom was taking over my life. I watched porn videos of her nearly every day. I started going through her dirty laundry and jacking off with her used panties. I got a cheap thrill from rummaging through her things. One day, while she was out of the house, I found a vibrator in her nightstand. I was extremely horny and licked it, knowing that it had been inside of her. With her vibrator in my mouth, I jacked off into some panties in her dirty clothes hamper. Honestly, I did feel a bit guilty after that one. Even for a guy who wanted to fuck his own mom, that was a little perverted. I noticed my mom's mood start to change over the course of the summer. She was getting depressed because of her job. She was 38 and quickly becoming one of the older porn actresses. Every video she was in suddenly had the word "mature" or "MILF" in it. Like I said, she was open about her work to me, especially now that I was in college (It's not like she went into detail about it or anything). She told me that it wasn't that bad, but I could tell it was bothering her. In a lot of the scenes she did, she wasn't even the main actress anymore. She would often have to share the screen with a younger actress. Some of them were even my age. She had done a really hot scene where she played some up and coming porn star's mother and they both fucked the same guy. She was so hot in it, but I could see that she was clearly upset about it at home. I wished there was something I could do to cheer her up. I had almost slipped up and told her that she was really sexy in that scene, but caught myself before I said it. Didn't want her to know I had watched the video. Instead, I just told her that I thought she still looked young and pretty. She liked that, but she was still pretty down. My mom started going out every weekend to bars. She would usually come home (the nights when she did come home) a little drunk around 2:00 at night and pass out. Once, she came home and went straight to her room. I quietly walked to her door and heard her using her vibrator. I stood outside her door and masturbated to the sound of her moaning inside her room. That was the closest I ever thought I would get to first-hand experience with her. That is, until mid-July. It was another Saturday night and I was going to a party with some friends. My mom was going out to some club. "Matt, I'm going out. Are you going to be staying all night at Jack's?" said my mom. "No, I'll probably come home afterwards," I said. "Ok. I better not find out you're drinking and driving though." My mom wasn't stupid. She knew I drank, but she was fine with it as long as I was safe. "Mom, it's only like six blocks away. I'm just going to walk. Are you going to be coming home tonight?" I asked, a little bold of me. "Maybe," my mom said mischievously. "Maybe?" I said. "Who's the guy?" My mom gasped playfully. "First of all, that's none of your business. And, second of all... I don't know yet. Whoever I start grinding on I suppose." My mom laughed. She had been more open about talking about this sort of thing now that I was a little older. Also, the drink she had downed earlier helped. "Look at my mom the cougar," I teased. "Hey!" said my mom and hit me on the shoulder with her purse. "Keep it up and I'm going to start coming home with some of your friends." I laughed as she walked out the door. "See you later, sweetie." A little while after, I left for my party. Jack's parties were always the same. We would all hang out in his basement and set up a beer pong table. Somebody would inevitably put on some shitty music, and then everyone would commence getting obliterated. I usually didn't get as drunk as everyone else because, strangely enough, I actually wanted to remember the party. However, on this particular night, I decided to get good and hammered. All night, the image of my mom grinding up on some guy was stuck in my head. Eventually, I started imagining myself in the guy's place. I imagined my mom's fat butt pushing against my crotch as I worked my hands up the sides of her body until I was cupping her breasts. I tried to drink away the thoughts, but it didn't work. Around 3:00, I left the party. I staggered home. Luckily, I didn't pass any cops. In the state I was in, it would have been pretty obvious that I was wasted. I shut the front door behind me and tripped over a pair of shoes. The house was completely dark. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness and went to my mom's room to check if she was there. The door was wide open and her room was empty. Usually, if she wasn't home by 2:00, that meant she wasn't coming home. 'God, she's probably off fucking some lucky guy right now,' I thought. I started imagining my mom bent over some guy's kitchen counter, and I was quickly hard. I started to walk to my room. I was going to put on one of my mom's videos and masturbate. But, halfway down the hall, I had a better idea. I turned around and went back to my mom's room. I turned on the light and walked in, shutting the door behind me (I always feel awkward masturbating with an open door). I had gotten drunk to help get my mind off of my mom, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. I started going through her laundry hamper. I found a lacey black thong and brought it over to the bed. Then I took off my pants, got out my phone, and brought up one of my mom's pornos. It was one of my favorites. My mom was down on all fours with oil spread all over her ass and a guy with a sizable cock was slamming into her. I slowly stroked my own cock as I watched, gently caressing my mom's dirty panties. Tempting Curves The crotch of the panties was stained from my mom's juices. She must have been very horny while she was wearing them. I brought them up to my face, and inhaled deeply. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked the crotch. I was feeling exceptionally mischievous that night. I had used her panties to masturbate before, but never on her bed. I watched my mom getting fucked on my phone's screen and continued to lick at the thong. I held it up in front of me and put the back section in my mouth. I licked up and down the thin piece of material, thinking of how it had been trapped between my mom's thick cheeks, tasting her ass crack. My cock was throbbing in my hand at the very thought. I put the panties in my other hand and began rubbing them over my cock. The material felt wonderful as it moved over the head of my penis. I was planning on shooting a huge load into the panties. There wasn't a whole lot of material, so my cum was going to soak the whole thing. In the video, my mom was sucking the guy's cock. I wanted to wait until she was riding him to shoot my load, so I slowed down my strokes and watched. I must have been more caught up in the video than I thought. I didn't hear the front door open. I didn't hear the footsteps coming down the hall. I didn't even hear the door to my mom's room open. I did hear a shocked gasp though. I didn't link the gasp to anything until I turned my head. What was my mom doing home? It was 3:30 in the morning. She never came home past 2:00. She should have been getting plowed by some young guy she picked up at the bar, not standing in her doorway, looking at me masturbate with her panties. "Oh my God!" she said. "I... I...." My mom had gotten fairly drunk herself and was in no state to deal with what was happening. I had frozen still since I heard her gasp. I was still holding her panties tightly around my cock. Neither of us said anything, both of our eyes wide in shock. My mom's moaning on my phone was the only sound in the room for several seconds, each moment longer than the last. Finally, I had the sense to let go of my cock and turn off the video. I put the panties aside on the bed. My mom looked down at them, puzzled. "Are you.... Are you masturbating?" she said. I couldn't bear to look her in the eye. "Yes," I said quietly. There was a moment of silence as my mom continued to think things through. "Was that a video of me on your phone?" I took a long time to answer. "Yes," I said. "I'm sorry. I never meant to..." "Were you using my dirty underwear?" "I.... Yes. It's just that...." "It's just that what?" "I'm so sorry, Mom," I said. "I just couldn't help myself. I tried not to, but I just kept thinking about you and fantasizing about you and picturing your body and imagining you with your...." I realized that I was now rambling. I never would have said so much if not for the alcohol. "I never watched a video of you until very recently. I swear." Like that was supposed to make it better. My mom didn't say anything for a little while. I continued to hang my head in shame, not even thinking to put on my pants. "Matt, I am your mother. You shouldn't be looking at me doing things like that." "I know. It's just... you're so sexy." This was something I would never have been bold enough to say sober. "I couldn't help myself." I finally looked up at my mom. I expected to see a stern look on her face, angry even. However, she was not looking back at my face. Her eyes were focused down at my cock. She was clearly just as drunk as I was, and seemed to be having trouble focusing. There was desire in her eyes. I had seen that same look before in her videos. What I didn't know at the time was the reason my mom had come home so late that night. Like I said earlier, if my mom wasn't home by 2:00 that almost always meant she was spending the night with some guy. On that particular night, my mom had picked up some young stud at the bar. They danced and got very drunk. Then they took a cab back to his place. My mom was incredibly horny and couldn't wait to fuck this guy, but, when they got to his place, he passed out drunk. So, my mom took a cab home, drunk and frustrated. She was planning on using her vibrator, but instead found me naked in her room, jacking off with her panties. And, shocked as she was, she couldn't resist staring at the young cock conveniently in her bed. "Matt? Do you find me attractive?" she said with a heavy breath. "Yes," I said, curious at my mom's behavior. "I do." She continued to stare down at my cock and I noticed her hand start to rub her thigh through her short dress. "Do you masturbate to me a lot?" she said. She was clearly turned on by the thought. I decided to take a chance. She already knew the answer. What did I have to lose? "All the time," I said. Her hand brushed over her pussy and I saw her mouth open as her breathing started to become heavy. I slowly moved my hand back towards my dick and grabbed ahold of it. My mom was watching intently. I could tell she wanted to fight it, but couldn't. I began slowly stroking my cock back to life, watching my mom rub herself through her dress. We silently watched each other masturbate for a few moments before she spoke again. "Do you stare at my ass when I'm home?" she said. "Yes," I said and started stroking faster. "Sometimes I think about grabbing it when you bend over." She seemed to like the sound of that. She rubbed herself harder. We continued to watch each other. My dick was fully hard and I could see the lust burning in her eyes. Then she tore her gaze away from my cock and looked me in the eye. She unzipped her dress slowly and slipped out of it, letting it fall to the floor. "You're a dirty little boy, aren't you?" she said. "And, tonight, your mother is feeling very naughty." She stood by the bed, wearing a matching black bra and panties. I stopped stroking myself and watched as she unhooked her bra, exposing her perky tits. Then she turned around and stuck out her ass towards me. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly slid her panties down. And, just like that, my mom was completely naked. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't imagining this. Her big, round ass was only a few feet from me. She turned back around and bent over the bed, moving her face towards my cock. She looked up at me, not saying a word. She just opened her mouth and waited. With my right hand, I guided my dick into her waiting mouth. She wrapped her lips around the head and started sucking. She began bobbing her head up and down on my cock, slurping up every inch of it. No one could suck a dick like her. I watched as she passionately sucked my cock wildly, slurping and smacking sounds escaped her lips as my dick filled up her mouth. She reached up with one of her hands and began rubbing my chest all over. It was wonderful to know that she wanted me so badly too. Her pace quickened and she was taking my cock as deep as she could. I had gotten loads of blowjobs from girls my age. Usually, they sucked at it and wouldn't go past halfway at the most. My mom's lips, though, were nearly pressing against my balls on her way down my cock. I noticed that her other hand was down between her legs and she was rubbing her clit. She started moaning around my cock. The sensation was wonderful. Both of us were really getting into it. Knowing that it was so wrong just made it all the better. These were my mom's lips wrapped around my cock. This was my mom's tongue flicking across the head of my dick. And, I know that my mom was having similar thoughts as she continued to furiously rub her clit. Knowing that her own son's cock was filling her mouth must have been turning her on too. Both of us felt so dirty, yet that only turned us on even more. After a couple of minutes of this, I was close to cumming, so I pulled my cock away from my mom's eager lips. "Come sit on the edge of the bed, over here," my mom said, standing up. I did as she asked, sitting right in front of her, my feet touching the floor from the short bed. My mom bent over, put a hand on the back of my head, pulled me towards her, and kissed me hard on the lips. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth and I pushed mine back against hers. We kissed for several moments before she broke away. "Matt, how many of my videos have you watched?" said my mom. "Every one of them I could find," I answered. "I watched them all." My mom smiled. I think she was flattered. "Good," she said. "Then this won't come as a surprise to you." My mom turned around, facing away from me, and bent over slightly. She reached back with her right hand and grabbed the back of my head. Then she forcefully shoved my face in between her round ass cheeks. It was a heavenly experience. I had always dreamed of burying my face in her gorgeous ass. Watching videos of her sitting on men's faces made me so envious. Now, it was finally happening to me. Her cheeks surrounded my face, making it hard to breath. The bridge of my nose was smashing against her asshole and my mouth was pressed against the bottom of her pussy. She was incredibly wet. She shook her ass around my face, which smeared her drenched pussy across my mouth, coating it with her juices. I stuck out my tongue and licked her. My first taste of my mom's pussy was otherworldly. Mostly, I couldn't believe I was actually doing it. She moaned deeply as my tongue flicked across her lips, stopping every once in a while to dive into her hole and lap up a good portion of pussy juice. I had always enjoyed going down on girls, but I had never swallowed as much pussy juice as I did while licking my mom. She pushed my head away, releasing my face from her pussy and ass. I gasped at the sudden cool, fresh air on my face. "I need a tongue on my clit, right now," said my mom, more commanding than asking. She climbed onto the bed, lying on her back with her head on the pillows. Then she spread her legs wide, exposing her pretty pussy. She was completely clean shaven. I moved into position between her legs and shoved my face into her hot snatch. She gasped loudly as my tongue made contact with her swollen clit. I worked my tongue all around, lovingly eating my mom's pussy. I reached up and grabbed onto her left breast with my hand. I cupped it and squeezed gently. Then I found her nipple and worked it between my fingers. It was soon hard and my mom was going wild underneath me. She moaned loudly, filling the whole house. She was going to cum soon. I focused on her clit and started tonguing it forcefully. She put both of her hands on the back of my head and forced me down harder. Her legs began shaking as they closed around my ears. Her head was in the clouds as her moaning became near shrieking. "Oh my God! Aaaaaahhh! Aaaahh! AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I'm cumming!" Her body shook violently and I put an arm around her legs and my other pressed against her shoulder to hold her down as I continued to eat her relentlessly through her orgasm. She squealed and shook underneath me. Eventually, her orgasm subsided and her body collapsed weakly onto the bed. I gently caressed the outside of her thick, soft thigh, and lifted my head from between her legs. I wiped the sizable amount of cum from my face with the back of an arm and looked up at my mother. She was in a state of post-orgasm bliss. "Who knew you were so good at eating pussy?" she said. "Must run in the family," I said, thinking of all the videos I had seen of her with another woman. My mom smiled mischievously. "When you're jacking off, how do you imagine that you're fucking me?" She said. I rolled over onto my back beside her. My cock was fully hard against my stomach. "I want you to climb on top and ride me," I said. This was the position I was waiting for in the video I was watching on my phone earlier. It was my absolute favorite to watch my mom do in her videos, especially when I got to watch her ass bounce up and down. She smiled and swung a leg over me. Then she grabbed ahold of my rock hard dick and lowered herself onto it. I slid into her easily and was quickly fully inside her pussy. Her body pressed down onto me and I could feel her soft cheeks against my balls. I loved that feeling. I reached around her and grabbed two handfuls of her thick ass. I gave it a shake, feeling the weight of it in my hands. She moaned lightly as she began to slowly ride me. She felt amazing. I didn't expect her to be as tight as she was. I could feel her pussy lips clinging to my cock each time she lifted up, not wanting to let it go. I gave her big butt a slap, sending ripples through it. She seemed to like that so I slapped it again. Soon, my dick was completely covered in her juices and she picked up speed. She put her arms on my shoulders to brace herself as she bounced on my cock. The clapping sound of her ass coming down on me was growing louder. Then she stopped bouncing. She started wriggling her hips, grinding on top of me. I could feel my dick deep inside of her. "Oh, baby!" she said. "Oh God, you feel so good inside of me. Your cock is so hard. Tell me who made your cock so hard, baby. Who gave you that hard-on?" "Ooooooh," I moaned. "You did. You make me so fucking hard." "No," she said. "Tell me who made your cock hard." It took me a few seconds to understand, but then I realized what she wanted me to say. "My mom made me hard. I love fucking my mom's pussy." This was what my mom wanted. She wanted it dirty. She wanted it to be wrong. And, she wanted it badly. Her breathing was becoming heavier each second as she continued to grind on my cock. "Yes! Yes, baby! Now say 'fuck me, mommy.'" "Oh, fuck me, mommy. Ride me hard." With that, she began bouncing on my cock again wildly. She grabbed the headboard behind me for leverage and slammed herself down onto my veiny cock again and again. I grabbed on to her hips and started meeting her thrusts, slamming myself up into her, sending violent waves through her body. I continued my hard thrusting until I tired myself out. Then my mom climbed off of me and turned around. She got onto her hands and knees and I quickly got up to take position behind her. She arched her back, putting her ass up in the air invitingly. I grabbed onto her hips and shoved myself into her dripping wet cunt. "uuuUUUUUNNggggh," she grunted, taking all of my cock in a single thrust. My balls slapped against her clit, and I moaned as well. I reached underneath her and grabbed onto both of her swinging tits. I squeezed them both in my hands and started moving in and out of her pussy. I could feel myself getting closer to cumming. I let go of her tits and grabbed onto her hips. I pulled her back into me with each hard thrust. "Holy shit, Mom," I said. "Your look so fucking hot like this." "Yeah, baby. Fuck me hard. Aaaaaahh. Yes. Just like that. Make your mommy cum." Her voice was almost pleading. She must have been close to cumming again. This renewed my energy and I began ramming myself into her hard and fast. This was also getting me dangerously close to cumming. "Ooooohh. Ooooooh shit," I groaned. "Don't you cum," said my mom. "Don't you dare cum yet." I concentrated on not cumming. I only needed to last a minute or so more. I continued to thrust into my mom's pussy. It was soaked with her juices and started making sloppy, squishing sounds with each thrust. She had to be close. I didn't think I could last another moment. Finally, she cried out underneath me. I felt her pussy contract around my dick as she started to shake from her orgasm. "I'm cumming!" she yelled. "I'm cumming! Holy shit I'm cumming!" "Yes," I said. "Cum for me mom. Cum on your dirty son's cock." Her arms became weak and she collapsed forward. I continued to thrust hard into her, the side of her face pressing firmly against the sheets. I started fucking her even harder, moving her body forward until she was lying flat on her stomach. I slipped out of her as she slid forward. I hurriedly repositioned myself on top of her and shoved myself hard back inside. But, I missed her pussy. Instead, my cock was roughly stuffed halfway up her ass. She squealed in surprise, but did not resist. My cock was well lubricated from her pussy and it slid in easily. The fact that we were both incredibly drunk probably didn't hurt either. I was thrusting madly on top of her, sending large ripples through her ass cheeks as I invaded her hole with my thick cock. In no time at all, I could feel my balls start to contract. I started pounding away at her. My mom clenched her teeth together and braced herself against my thrusts as I rocked her body. I pulled out of her and started pumping my cock furiously in my hand. My mom turned over underneath me and slid down so that I was straddling her chest. She opened her mouth and got into position just before I began to shoot my load. She closed her eyes as stream after stream rained down on her. My entire body tensed as I busted a nut on my mom's pretty face. I tried to aim it towards her mouth, but most of it ended up on her chin and dripped down onto her neck. A good amount landed on her forehead, and some got in her hair. My orgasm lasted so long. By the end of it, my mom's face was covered. She brought a hand up to her face and pushed as much as she could into her mouth, swallowing it and licking her fingers clean. I collapsed on top of her, completely spent. We both fell asleep right there in a pool of our own sex. I woke up the next day with a powerful hangover and a mighty case of morning wood. It took me a minute to remember why I was in my mom's bed. I rolled over and discovered that I was alone. A sudden sense of panic washed over me. What if my mom was freaked out now? What if it had just been the alcohol? What if she didn't even remember? She would have been so freaked out that I was naked in her bed this morning. Then my mom came into her room from the hall. She was wearing black panties and nothing else. I stared at her bare tits and she smiled at me. Good. It seemed I was panicking for nothing. "Can't get enough, huh?" she said, looking down at my sizable morning wood. I didn't say anything, just smiled. "Let's get a few things straight," she said. "I don't want to turn this into one of those awkward 'I love you, you love me' sort of incestuous relationships." I was surprised at how frank she was. She didn't shy away from the word incest. "You're my son and I do love you. But, that's something completely separate from this. Got it? I'm not your fucking girlfriend. I'm your mother. And, we are each other's fuck buddies from now on." "Ok," I said. I was smiling stupidly. I couldn't believe how great my mom was. She just wanted us to use each other for our bodies and nothing else. "As long as we don't tell anybody, we can keep fucking each other's brains out like last night." She reached down, slid her panties off, and held them in her hand. "I'm going to go make us something to eat. Here," she said, throwing her panties at me, "fill these with cum while I'm gone." Then she walked out, leaving me speechless with a hard-on and a pair of her warm panties. What had I gotten myself into?