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The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 01

By: TheRiseFromAshes



This story is largely fictional, though some real events have been incorporated into it. 

I've decided that this story, overall, will have incest included, though some chapters, such as Ch.01 will not have incest or any incest elements.

I'm also going to include the mother's perspective chapters, with and without incest, later on. This is probably Ch.03 and Ch. 04. 

As such, the chapters will attempt to alternate between incest and non-incest.

*Ch. 01 does not have incest

*

Chapter 1: The Unveiling of My Mom

Before the one 'special' spring morning, right before I was going to work, I had been living an uninspiring, boring and monotonous life. I wasn't doing anything too different from everyone else. I was 23 years old, trying to balance school with work. It was when I discovered a series of videos of my mom that shocked me and changed me. I discovered the reasons behind it, but I'd need to provide some context or else it would be unfair to my mom.

Prior to any of this, I saw my mom -- named Angela -- as self-sufficient, dignified and smart. To top it off, she had always been a very pretty woman. Despite being 46 years old, she often received compliments that she did not look that age. She was an average height woman with long hair who had always tried to take care of herself and her body. She ate moderately and she went out on jogs frequently. It was clear that she took pride in how she looked.

My dad, on the other hand, who was named Daniel, was originally thought by mom to be a nice humble person. In reality, he was an arrogant and insecure asshole. He required my mom to worship him and though she was initially okay with doing that, he was never really satisfied. He even began cheating on her!

When my mom found out about it, she was very upset, of course, but she felt that she was partially at fault for not being a better wife. And while she was angry at him, he kept cheating, like she didn't matter. As my mom came from a broken family, she never really considered separation and divorce as viable options. On top of that, we were a young family; my sister was just under the age of five and I was only a year old. For those reasons, she felt like she was out of options so she decided to put up with the cheating. She even kept lying to herself that he would eventually stop on his own.

But this played right into my dad's hands because he was also not interested in breaking up the family, for his own selfish reasons. 

One reason was that he didn't want to look bad in front of his friends. His friends were mostly people that he had grown up with and it just so happened that they were generally more financially affluent than most people. Possibly because of the wealth, everyone seemed to have a 'perfect' stereotypical family. That being said, some of the men were cheating as well and he wanted to be just like them. 

Another reason was that my mom was already doing all the house chores. Why would anyone want to leave a life like that? He always claimed to be too busy, but he always had enough time to go out and socialize. 

They were formally together for 25 years until my mom finally decided to move out, a couple of years ago. She had, in fact, wisely saved up and found herself a place to live. However, with her being a former real estate agent (she had retired), she pitched the idea to him that the small house would be an investment that the family could benefit and she would need to live there, at least temporarily, in order to maintain it.

Since my dad enjoyed the status quo, he was really against this idea or the idea that he was going to move too. Instead, he suggested that the new place could be rented out, which would have provided additional income. But my mom said that she wanted to take a 'short break' from home. With the prospect that the property could go up in value and the promise that she would still make frequent visits to see him, he gave her the green light.

As a couple, they weren't bad together. They had a few common interests and mutual friends. They would have gotten along if they were just friends. On some days of the week, they could go out together and nobody would've suspected that they were having problems. Both of them had hoped that others thought they were a good, strong family. Image was very important.

She had admitted to me rather recently that she had always been trying to please him in any way that she could, but it still wasn't enough. I could remember a few times, when I was 7 or 8, when she borrowed my computer late at night to look at some adult websites to see, in her words, 'what it was all about'. Obviously, I wasn't allowed to be in the room, but that didn't matter to me. I was a carefree and naïve soul. I thought nothing about what she was doing until much later. I was only focussed on going out to play with my friends. I was innocent like that.

It was a gradual process for me to realize that she was probably trying to improve her relations with my dad, using sex as a tool! But their relations didn't seem to improve very much. They still got into arguments and he still cheated. Still, my mom refused to give up, even during the time when he got laid off. She saw it as an opportunity for her to make good as a mother and wife by maintaining the family house and balancing the finances. For her, she felt that she needed to work harder and things would turn around. She was stubborn like that. 

I discovered some time ago that my mom had originally married my dad for 'stability reasons'. She wanted an immigration status to stay in the country - and time was running out for her. She knew him the longest, out of the guys that she met during her short stay. At the same time, she wasn't looking to take advantage of anyone. She genuinely wanted a family too and was willing to work for it. Despite his imperfections as a person, including his tendency to be late, she made numerous with regards to her 'standards' for the sake of settling down. As mentioned before, she didn't have a whole lot of time, or so she thought.

Time revealed the rest of his negative traits that had been latent. He had an inferiority complex, for example. He knew that she wouldn't have married him if she didn't need that immigration status. She was beyond him. So, he turned into this bully. He knew he could pick on her and she wouldn't put up much of a fight. He knew what her character was like.

From my mom's point of view, she insisted that he had several good traits: he seemed like a nice man and he came from a decent close-knit family; he had a decent job and he was very vocal about his ambition to go further than where he was at; and he was generous when it came to dates and dinners. But again, she stressed that she was pressed on time and the other men that she had met weren't substantially better. 

Sometimes I wonder what life would've been like with a different father, but I probably wouldn't have existed.

Flash forward to that spring morning, I was arriving to visit my mom's place before travelling by bus to work at a neighboring city. I had found work as a regional scout for high school athletes, specifically for the game of baseball.

When I saw my mom, she seemed really happy to see me -- she gave me a long hug and kiss on the cheek. That was when I noticed that her breasts were significantly pronounced. I knew immediately that she had gotten a boob job, but I didn't know when. I surmised that it was during the two years when I was away. I remembered that they used to be modest in size, but not small. But I didn't dare to make any comment whatsoever.

Anyhow, shortly afterward, she asked me to look at her laptop to see why it was always so slow. Sometimes it would even freeze, which always forced her to restart. She knew that I was quite capable with using a computer, so I could help her fix it. Also, she wanted me to set up a webcam for her because she wanted to talk to her international friends. Finally, she wanted me to help her set-up her account for some popular social media websites. I was really surprised at how internet savvy she had become since I left. The webcam was not a problem as I had a spare one that she could use. Therefore, it was only the computer fixing that I needed to focus on.

I only had a short amount of time that day as I had to go on a two-day trip for work to watch a tournament game. She suggested that fixing her computer could wait until afterward. But, I insisted that I could do everything in one sitting on the train. It would save me time and give me something to do. She seemed okay with that. 

After leaving her house, I found my designated spot on the train -- window seat and at the very back -- and I began playing around with my laptop. During the time when I was fidgeting around with it, the train was departing and I was in luck; nobody claimed the spots beside me. I wanted it this way because I didn't want to talk to anyone. I liked to be alone.

About a half hour into the train ride, I opened up her laptop and began inspecting it. One of the first things that I did on her laptop was open up Task Manager, a program which could list all the applications and services currently running at the time. 

It seemed that my mom had a lot of programs running on her computer which she would never need. Some were really strange programs which I had never come across before and they seemed like malware to me, which are programs installed on a computer with a malicious intent. After further investigation, there were some programs that ran whenever the operating system loaded and I had to prevent that from happening. This was, in fact, evidence of malicious activity. After about ten minutes of tinkering, which involved uninstalling some programs, the laptop became noticeably more responsive. It seemed easy enough. But I still needed to go through her browser's add-ons because some of which were likely to cause annoyance to her -- sometimes they could produce pop up ads, for example. So, I opened up a browser and went into the add-ons menu, where I found a couple of add-ons that definitely needed to be removed. After that, I went back to the main screen. 

Next, I checked her dropdown URL list but not because I wanted to invade her privacy. I wanted to see if there were any websites that she had visited that were causing these problems. What I found was beyond what anyone could have expected. Although she had visited numerous 'normal' websites, it seemed that she had been recently visiting a couple of well-known porn sites! 

It brought me back to the memories of her visiting porn sites. But the funny thing was that my mom had always been the type to be offended about hearing or seeing anything related to sex, especially if the concept of it was mentioned nonchalantly on a TV show or in a movie. Even for love scenes, she had always looked uncomfortable watching them, which made movie-watching with her awkward. 

One time, before I was hired at work, I wanted to watch a movie with her at a theatre and I tried booking the tickets online. But, I made a slight typo and it unexpectedly led us to a porn site, which featured a woman gladly showing off the insides of her pink pussy. In disgust, she yelled at me and thought that I was showing that to her on purpose! After I delicately explained what had happened, she calmed down. She then apologized for blowing up at me. It was a funny story, especially given her reaction.

As I dug deeper into her browsing history, it appeared that she had been viewing pornographic websites for quite some time, not just these past few days! The Downloads list of the web browser showed a history of files downloaded. Not all of them seemed to be pornographic but there were a few that really stood out.

For instance, there was a video, near the very bottom of that list, titled "Angie -- Training Session I.avi". When I followed the file path, I discovered that it was tucked away in one of her personal folders. Without even worrying that the file might be harmful or that I was invading her privacy, I clicked on that video. Little did I know at the time, the ride was about to start.

The video began with the camera looking at the ground. The video was quiet and I heard some murmuring. There was also some R&B music playing very quietly in the background. I slightly increased the sound on the volume control.

A man's voice said, "...Come sit on my lap over here -- this is how a man should tease you."

The camera gradually lifted up to see the lower body of a well-built Caucasian man sitting in a chair, to the left of the screen, wearing shorts. A woman sat on his lap with her back facing the camera. It looked like they were at a hotel or motel room. The woman wore beige shorts and a white tank top. Her legs and thighs were slender. The man was groping on her boobs. This looked like porn!

I was caught completely by surprise. I peered around frantically to see if anyone might have caught sight of what I was watching, but fortunately, no one was around. Luckily, there were no line-ups leading to the bathroom. I made sure that my professional-grade earphones were plugged in to ensure that nobody was going to hear what I was going to be watching. 

The next thing that came into my mind was that I thought it was very bizarre for this kind of video to be here. My mom, in my mind, had normally been very quiet about her sexual life and even the smallest questions about sex discomforted her. Why would there be a porn video on here?

But that was not the only surprise. As the camera gained height, the long haired woman looked very familiar to me, to the point that I was praying that it wasn't who I thought it was. Unfortunately, when the camera caught a side glimpse of the woman, it was indeed my mom! She was letting him cup his hands around her breasts and letting him tug on her nipples! The worst part was that the man was clearly not my dad; he was never this buff.

I felt my heart skip a beat from this revelation. I could not believe it! My mom, a sexually conservative woman, was apparently engaging in adultery on camera!

My mind came back to reality when I heard her laughter. At this point, she still hadn't realized that she was being filmed. Yet when she turned and saw the camera on her, she instinctively tried pushing it away, out of embarrassment.

"Hey! No cameras!"

But the camera stubbornly returned to its original position. I saw her facial features: she wore light mascara and she had a slight glow on her face. Her lips were shiny from the lip gloss that she had put on. Hidden underneath her long hair wore a pair of medium-sized hoop earrings. Overall, she looked incredibly pretty! There was no doubt that she had dressed to impress.

The muscular man said, "Don't worry - this camera is for instructional purposes. Don't you want to be close with your husband again?"

My mom pouted impatiently, "Yes, but..."

"I know that you're a little nervous with the camera on you, but it's been proven to help for learning. When you look over the footage later on, you'll be glad that you have it!"

My mom nodded sheepishly, "Okay, if you say so."

The man continued, "You're an incredibly good wife! How many years again have you been with your husband?"

She responded, "25 years now, more or less."

"Not bad! But if you do exactly as I tell you, you're going to make that number even higher and you'll have a ton of fun that you've never even discovered before, so let's get started!"

The muscular man gave her a tap on the back and she stood up on her own. Then she turned to face the man. 

He ordered, "Start by taking off your clothes."

As I watched this, I thought to myself, "Oh my god. What the fuck?"

She inefficiently stripped each piece of clothing off one by one -- first removing her tank top and then her shorts till she was in her lingerie. It confirmed the fact that her breasts were enhanced for sure!

"I like your choice of lingerie, but you'll need to take those off too."

She begrudgingly took her beige coloured bra and matching panties off, which dropped with a 'thud' sound near her feet. She was looking very uncomfortable in the nude. She tried to cover her private parts with her hands. Her wedding ring stood out.

She muttered, "It's been a long while since I've shown myself to anyone but him..."

His response was: "Don't be shy! Part of enjoying sex requires you to be comfortable with your body. Put your hands behind your back so that I can see it!"

She hid her hands behind her, as instructed. Now, her figure was in full view, but she remained looking uncomfortable on camera. Similarly, I struggled to accept the situation with each passing moment.

"You have a really nice fit body and your breasts are amazingly beautiful. I want you to come on over!"

She looked troubled with the fact that another man was complimenting her nude body. Though she approached him, she had kept her distance. Obviously, she wasn't comfortable with being so physically close to another man, especially when she was naked!

In response, the unknown male yanked her forward so that she was up close and personal with him. She yelped a little in surprise.

He reassured her and said, "Try and relax a little, okay? This will feel good."

He slid his right hand down to her vagina, causing her to squeal out of surprise.

"Hey!"

"Come on now, relax. I'm just showing you some foreplay that you can teach your husband!"

As he gently massaged and fingered her, she gradually softened up. 

"Oooh... it feels strange with you doing this."

"Just relax... you should be enjoying this."

Using his other hand, he fondled her breasts briefly before he sucked on them in a perverted manner. She groaned quietly. He took his time appreciating them.

"Mm...yeah, these tits are really nice. These aren't natural though, are they?" Mom shook her head. "You got them for your husband or something?" She nodded, "They were partially for him, yes, but they were mostly for me." In surprise, he asked, "Wow - and he still cheated on you?" She responded sternly, "Yes." "Do you think it's your fault that he is out with other women?" My mom nodded, "If I were to be honest with myself, I probably could have been a better wife." He shook his head in disbelief. "I think you deserve a little better than that. Let me help you feel better!" He pushed the chair back so that he could crouch down in front of her and lick her clit from below. This made her gasp and moan! In addition, he started rubbing her vaginal lips with his fingers once more. She was frozen in pleasure, it seemed.

This mysterious man was in sight for the very first time. His face had a little bit of meat and he had a large nose. His hair was blonde in color and was spiked. I had never seen him before. 

She exclaimed, "Ah... Daniel has never done this to me before!"

The man laughed hysterically as he rubbed her clit.

"In that case, go sit down on that chair behind me, okay? I'm going to loosen you up even more! This will help!"

My mom nervously replied, "Okay."

After she sat down, he pushed my mom's legs apart then licked her vagina up and down. She gasped again! He licked the insides too, which further paralyzed her with pleasure. He used his fingers too to help out.

"Mm...you taste very sweet down there and the smell is excellent. That means that you're a very pleasant person to be with, but I bet you knew that already, didn't you?"

Mom blushed even more.

"Oh please... don't say that!"

He got up and started kissing her passionately and romantically for a solid ten seconds. During that time, he hadn't failed to rub her clitoris over and over. But her lack of a push-back was evident -- could she have been swept away by the moment? 

I felt my own heart race at the sight of all this. It felt as if I was actually there. 


The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 01



After the man stopped kissing her, he took his shorts and underwear off in front of her. She avoided making eye contact with him as if she knew what he was doing. Next, he took off his shirt, revealing that he was well-toned and muscular. In contrast to him, my dad's body tone was a total joke -- he was out of shape and had a bit of a belly! 

"Sit yourself up!"

I felt sick after hearing a stranger call my mom by her nickname!

The camera zoomed in slightly when she sat up straight on the plush chair. 

He softly spoke, "I need you to look here."

When she did, she gave an intense stare at his wide-girthed, but flaccid white cock that was pointing to the ground. He then rudely walked in front of my mom's face.

"Please show me how you'd make your husband hard!"

She looked up at the man in disbelief about what he was making her do! 

"Wait! You know that I'm a married woman! I can't do this!"

The man said, "Angie, your marriage is at risk. You can easily save it by knowing how to please your husband. I promise that I'll be giving you pointers on how to improve, if necessary."

She looked at his cock very cautiously, but refused to touch it. Then, she looked at him again.

"Are you sure this is okay? I'm not a cheater!"

"Yes. It's not cheating. You're here to learn, so it's completely fine -- I promise. Now, go on!"

As a result, she nervously cupped the girth of his limp cock with her right hand. She was examining it thoroughly, like she was studying the features of it. 

I looked around again to see if anyone was hovering nearby. This was a risky place to be watching this video but something within me pushed me to keep watching! 

When my eyes went back to the video, she was jerking him very slowly.

He shouted, "Speed it up -- you don't want your man waiting!"

Right away, she sped up her hand-job. She watched as he got bigger and bigger in her hand! The look on her face indicated that she was intimidated, perhaps even amazed by his cock! 

"Your hand feels amazing, but I'd like you to put it into your mouth now!"

She stopped her hand at the base and then gloomily looked up, indicating that she knew that this was all wrong.

"But I don't know if I can do this!"

"Yes you can. Just imagine that this is your man's cock and it'll be easy! Let it come naturally to you."

She scooted forward and sluggishly directed his penis into her mouth. She shyly looked up at him as her luscious lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. Then she started to suck him quietly and at a slow rhythmic pace.

"Come on, you can do better than that, can't you?"

Daringly, she gobbled the first two or three inches of his cock with more force and more speed. The man ran his fingers through her hair.

"Aww yeah -- that's better!

She seemed encouraged because her blow-jobs were much more purposeful. Occasionally, she'd blankly stare at him, possibly to see how she was doing.

He carelessly said, "You look so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth!"

She reacted with a look of shame. She slowed to a crawl and pulled away from him with a soft smack. She kept her distance now.

He sharply asked, "You were doing so well! Why'd you stop?"

"I feel like a slut when you say that!"

"Look, Angie, you need to know a couple of things. There is no shame in looking pretty while sucking cock. In fact, the sluttier that you are when doing it, the better! You should just feel proud that you've made me so hard!"

She retorted, "Really? Because I feel like I'm some kind of sex toy to you."

He sighed at first, but responded eventually.

"Is that such a bad thing? As a woman, you're supposed to 'be' the sex toy for the man. If you've pleased him, he will please you too! It's about mutual respect."

She looked away.

"Look, I understand that you're not used to these practical lessons yet. I know that you're just nervous and that is perfectly acceptable. I can tell you that a lot of wives that we've coached have felt like you have. But after a few lessons and some practice sessions, they've become our success stories. You're going to do that too. I'm sure of it."

Her eyes glowed, "Okay. I guess if they can do it, I can too."

"Right, but before you can be our next success story, you're going to need to make me hard again. Just look at how limp I am now! You'll need to fix this!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

To my surprise, she desperately jerked him to restore his hardness right away.

"Don't be sorry, Angie! I want you to learn from it. Never leave your man disappointed - again!"

She nodded, "Okay."

"Put this into your mouth and suck it as loudly as you can, do you think you can do that?"

Without question, she directed his cock into her mouth. This time, she was focussed on resonantly plucking him with her lips as she composed a steady rhythm. Jimmy groaned.

"Ah yes, just like that! Be that proud cock-sucking slut that your husband wants you to be!"

It didn't seem to bother her that she had to be a 'cock-sucking slut'. She sped up her blow-jobs and her hand-strokes. Her medium-sized hoop earrings dangled from side to side, in the meantime.

"Don't forget to lick the whole thing!"

She dutifully took the cock out of her mouth with a pop and licked the entire shaft, including the head. She looked at him for approval again as she did this.

"Excellent! Put it back into your mouth and suck with a twist! It's going to feel good for the man!"

She put him back into her mouth and tried to do as he had requested. He gently guided her head and had her sucking in a twisting motion. Once she caught on, she was doing it faster and faster.

"Ooh yeah. You're so fuckin' talented!"

Though she was doing this, he gently pushed her head towards him to encourage her to go deeper.

"Come on, deeper!"

She went about half an inch deeper but she was struggling. This was probably beyond anything she had done before!

"You're doing great! Just a little more!"

As a result, she tried pushing herself further, only to pull out immediately to cough. Despite that, he urged her to continue. 

"That's okay, baby, try again!"

He flailed his cock in front of her face, prompting her to open up. He unexpectedly thrust his hips and pushed her head down, causing her to gag at the half-way point! Selfishly, he held her in place for a few seconds before he allowed her to pull away. 

She panted, "Your penis is too big! You're gonna choke me with it!"

"I'm going to teach you how to properly deep-throat later, but okay, I'll give you a break. I just want you to stroke me for now!"

She proceeded to wank on his tool with her right hand.

"Tell me, Angie - what is the craziest thing you've done with your husband sexually?"

She looked at him dumbly as she stopped stroking him. She hadn't expected the question.

"Well...one time, we were in the mall together and he made me suck him off in the men's washroom!"

"Wow! Did you enjoy that experience?"

"She said, "No, but..."

"See -- there's a problem there. You have to make the man feel special and you didn't do that. That right there gives your husband an easy excuse to cheat."

She frowned, "No, that can't be it!"

"Another reason for why your husband is cheating on you is that you are not satisfying him sexually. Look no further than the fact that you've stopped stroking me, even though I didn't tell you to stop!"

Right away, she resumed her hand-jobs, apologizing again profusely, "I'm so sorry!" 

"Look, I know I'm being a bit hard on you, but what I'm telling you is for your own good."

She sadly nodded, "I know."

"Don't look so sad. Let me feel your precious titties."

He fondled on her round grapefruit-sized breasts together with both of his hands.

"You should really use these to your advantage! Tell me, what do you think you could do with these to please your man? Remember, always make the man feel special -- be wild! Be creative!"

Mom took a moment to think.

"Errm...maybe... you can fuck them?"

The man was very pleased and said, "Now you're showing some initiative!"

She blushed heavily as he placed his cock into her cleavage. When she pushed her breasts together, her beautifully manicured nails were once again displayed. He started to fuck her tits, though she just looked at him blankly. 

"Come on! Put your body into it! Have some fun! Let yourself go!"

She cracked a smile and decided to hop up and down his rod. She peered at the action below briefly before returning eye contact with him. While tit-fucking her, he started tugging at her nipples! In reaction, she closed her eyes momentarily. She was possibly enjoying that sensation.

"Let it go into your mouth as we do this!"

Though looking nervous at first, she tilted her head to her chest and sucked his cock as it shuttled between her breasts! He caressed her hair.

"Thatta girl! Keep it up!"

She glanced at him uncomfortably but she didn't stop. He started teasing her nipples, which caused her to hum and sigh. He knew just the right amount of force to use. Soon, they were interrupted by the man behind the camera.

"Let's see the rest of your body, Angie. Jimmy, can you take her to the middle of the room?"

I now learned that the name of the blonde muscular man was Jimmy!

Jimmy stopped tit-fucking her and extended his hand to her. In return, she did the same. Both of them walked together to the middle of the room, like a very cute couple. Then the blonde man got into position in front of her. 

The camera man directed, "Bend your body over and continue sucking him, Angie!"

She looked at the camera briefly before bending over, allowing Jimmy's cock to slip into her mouth. She placed her hands on his thighs for support. She popped her head up and down hurriedly, as if she knew better than to let him to go limp again. The blonde man placed his broad hands around the back of her head, adding more force to her blow-jobs! She wasn't choking anymore as she kept taking in a mouthful of cock!

"Much much better! But I want you to take it deeper, babe!"

He thrust his hips forward and forced her head down, causing her to gag near the base! 

"Gugh! Gugh! Gugh!"

"Awwwww, yeah! That's fucking good!"

He held her there for a few seconds and then released her from his grip, which allowed her to cough. However, he fiercely whipped his cock in front of her.

"Let's see you take it in without my help!"

She sank deeply into his cock without thinking! On her own, she was able to take in more than half his cock, but she wasn't able to reach the base yet. Still, she made a series of determined efforts to go deeper and Jimmy patiently supervised. Through her obvious persistence and hard work, she eventually was able to go fairly close to the base with relatively little gagging or choking! Then she pulled away and repeated the process, despite coughing a couple of times or so. 

Jimmy took control of her head again and drove himself into the depths of her throat. This time, he was fucking her throat with his entire shaft! She was making nasty sounds but she was definitely adapting to this! At this point, the man took his hands off her head and she kept going as normal!

The camera moved away from the action and circled around her to examine her naked fit body. Once it made its stop behind, it revealed that her legs were not spread apart. Then it zoomed in on her very tight-looking vagina and anus! I saw that the areas had retained some hair, though it was very well-managed.

The cameraman attempted to probe her vagina using his fingers, but she squirmed in reaction.

"Mmm...No... don't!"

The blonde Jimmy said, "Hey, I didn't tell you to stop sucking!"

I heard her sucking sounds start up again! She probably knew that she had no choice on the matter.

When the cameraman partially spread apart her vagina with his hand, a glimpse of her most intimate parts was revealed to the camera! He then decided to put two of his fingers inside, causing her to mumble! The fingers invaded her vagina briefly before they were taken out, revealing that they were very moist. It turned out that mom was actually horny! 

"Damn -- you're wet! You've been secretly enjoying this, haven't ya?

Mom giggled nervously with the cock in her mouth.

He re-inserted his fingers gently, causing her to purr quietly. When he turned his palm up, he rubbed the upper portions of her vagina -- possibly where her G-spot was - and mom started to mumble louder and faster! The scene was instantly intensified!

The camera zoomed out again slowly. The back of her head was seen popping up and down in the distance. The cameraman restarted his finger-fucking and she was backing into it now by herself! They were going at a good pace until till he pulled out of her again, revealing that his fingers were soaked!

"Wow, honey! You're really getting into this! Could you do me a favor? Could you show us how wet you really are? I would like to see it!

That signalled for Jimmy to pull out. He rubbed her head to acknowledge her good work.

She asked, "Why do I have to do this?"

"You need to show us so that you can practice feeling proud of what you can offer to a man. A wet pussy is something you should show off!" 

She must have accepted his reasoning because she made her way over to the bed, clumsily crawling to the middle. She reached back and nervously spread her butt-cheeks apart. Her radiant-looking fingernails once more complemented the shot, allowing the camera to scrutinize her most private regions! Both her holes were very tight! What a pose it was!

She whined, "This is so embarrassing! I can't believe that I'm doing this!"

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Under bated breath, I uttered, "You're fucking kidding me!"

"That's normal. We're just going to walk you through this and you'll feel comfortable at the end of it, I promise. Okay, for the next step, go on your back and show your pussy, using just two fingers."

She turned herself around. After lying on her back, she lifted her legs and then cautiously spread them open. She opened her pussy lips in a 'V' shape using her index and middle fingers, as they had instructed. 

"That's one beautiful pussy! Now, please show me how you'd play with yourself."

She gradually rubbed her clitoris and slit. At first, she started out very slowly and worked her way up to a faster speed. As she massaged it more intensely, her hips swayed in accompaniment with her hums of pleasure. She even slid a finger in there too! 

She was now masturbating by herself. Jimmy, who was nude at this point, approached her and said, "You look like you're ready for the next lesson!"

Though he straddled on top of her, she stopped him from proceeding further!

She asked in an elevated voice, "Wait! What are you doing?"

"This next lesson will show you what good sex is all about. It's going to turn you on so much that you'll be begging for your hubby to fuck you at least once a day - everyday. I guarantee that he wouldn't be seeing any other woman after that!"

He continued with his actions, only for her to interrupt him again.

"This feels so wrong though. Can't we do something else?"

"Nope! I need to jump-start your sex-life and this is the only way we can do this."

She begged, "Well...if we're really going to do this, could you put a condom on then? Please?"

"Why? Are you worried that you could get knocked up?"

"No, my tubes are tied. It's just that..."

"Well, what are you worried about then? I'm clean and if we're going to make these lessons as realistic as possible, you're gonna have to accept this cock without a rubber. After all, it's not like you'd make your husband wear one, right?"

"Well...okay fine...let's just get this over with." 

"Are you sure you're wet enough there?"

"Yes, I'm ready to start."

He must have had an established history of being able to manipulate women. But still, I couldn't believe that my mom was actually going to let him go bareback! She watched as he tried jamming his prick into her, but he couldn't push past the outside of her pussy lips. She was very tight! As a result, he attempted to nudge his fat prick over and over, which caused her to moan at the sensations, but it kept slipping out.

She nervously whispered, "Sorry!"

He chuckled wickedly, "That's okay, just relax a little more. Once I'm inside, I'm gonna loosen you up and you're gonna love it. Trust me!"

Immediately afterward, her pussy gave way as he squeezed through the entrance and buried himself deeply. She gasped loudly.

"Oh gosh!"

While gently sliding through her vaginal canal, he remarked, "Aw! Your pussy's so fuckin' wet and tight. You wanted this cock, didn't you?"

He didn't give her a chance to reply. He placed his hands on her legs for leverage and initiated a series of rhythmic thrusts, causing her to breathe heavier and heavier. He was at a steady medium pace now and the loud slapping sounds of their skin contact were heard!

"OH... oh... ohhhhhhhhh....gosh...ohhhh...Mmm" 

Her face had a flush of red. Her eyes revealed that she was immersed in pleasure. Her hair and earrings waved around with each movement. Her glossed lips opened as she inhaled and exhaled. She was making varying sounds of pleasure.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

"Come on! Here's the first tip that I'll give you: tell the man how much you want to be fucked!"

She replied happily, "Yes! I want to be fucked harder!"

"Ha! Here it goes!"

He leaned in and thumped her with full impact! The camera captured it from different angles. Pound after pound after pound, the camera made sure to focus on the fact that her pussy was being brutally drilled by the man's cock. His balls slapped on her backside each time mercilessly. In the background, she was moaning over and over.

"Oooh...gosh... yes.... yes... yes...yes! Oh gosh!" 

The camera circled around the entire scene. Her breasts swung up and down. The bed bounced up and down violently. I took notice of her gaze at the man that was fucking her. She was really into this. The lust in her eyes was completely undeniable!

She panted over and over, like she was hungry for more!

The camera circled around them, still recording the action at all angles. But it paid very close attention to mom's vagina being repetitively smashed. His thrusts went to the furthest depths that probably hadn't been reached by anyone!

They started making out with each other as they continued. They kissed wildly. The man spread his kisses to my mom's neck regions while groping her enlarged boobs, causing her to swoon!

"Ohhhh Mmmmmm!"

"Your tits are so sensitive! You're becoming one hell of a slut!"

She did not respond back. Instead, she kept on screaming. 

Oh oh oh yes yes yes more more more!"

The pace was kept up for the next couple of minutes. Occasionally, he'd pay attention to her tits again, which drove her crazy. Then, the man slowed himself and withdrew, leaving her panting for air.

"Okay, get on your hands and knees! I want you to stick your ass out and impress us!"

She did exactly as she was told. She eagerly spread her butt-cheeks apart, revealing her shiny wet pussy. She looked back at Jimmy in anticipation and once he was inside, she turned her face forward.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jimmy used her hips to pump her.

"Oohhhhh god! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Jimmy groaned, "Oh, your pussy is really tightening on me! Do you really love my cock that much?"

In between her gasps, she said, "Yes! You feel so good inside me! I've never felt this good before!"

The camera was placed down on the bed and though there was nothing on the screen, it sounded like some clothes were being taken off and thrown around. Not long after, the camera was picked back up by the operator. It was a side view of her in action. While she was getting impaled by the man behind her, she was gently biting on her lips as the skin-on-skin contact fluttered in the background. Her hands were resting comfortably on the bed for support. 




The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 01



The zoom was adjusted outward and the cameraman faced my mom. Next, he stepped onto the middle of the bed. Her passionate face became the focus of the video! Below, her breasts were swinging briskly in a pendulum-like motion. Then, the cameraman started waving his semi-erect penis in front of her lips!

Jimmy commented, "Looks like you have a customer waiting, Angie! Go suck him off!"

Though Jimmy was fucking her silly, she still had the audacity to protest his orders!

"...Oh...but I thought my lesson was only going to involve you!"

He stopped his thrusts immediately. 

"Sweetie, remember how I said that you'll have to do exactly as I tell you? Right now, you're being taught to be submissive. If you're obedient here, you won't ever be questioning your man's commands later on. Now, I want you to suck Cyrus -- are you gonna disappoint me?"

She hurriedly opened her mouth to let him inside! Her lips clamped down on him and she started sucking loudly.

Jimmy said, "Very good! That's the way to do it! Here's your reward, honey."

He restarted his thrusts and pumped her as hard as he could. She reacted by mumbling passionately! The skin-on-skin contact was especially noticeable. 

In the meantime, she continued her oral training with Cyrus. She was making lecherous suctioning noises that resonated throughout the room! Then, without warning, the man pushed his hips forward into her, causing her to choke! Out of reaction, my mom desperately latched onto his thighs. Despite that, he relentlessly continued to tug her head back and forth.

"Gugh gugh gugh!"

Jimmy heartily laughed, "Ha-ha, wow! Her pussy's tightening up so much!"

Cyrus sneered, "Is that true? You love choking on cock?"

Her yelps were muffled because the man kept fucking her throat. Mom clearly was struggling to keep up but he didn't care.

"Mmmmmffffffhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmfffffhhhhhh!"

Then the man took his cock out of her mouth, which briefly allowed her to gasp for air. Afterward, he slapped his dick across her face a few times.

"You're doin' real good, so far. Come on, stick out your tongue!"

She hung her tongue out like a dog, looking up with an empty gaze. Cyrus flailed his cock repeatedly on there, which she allowed.

"Take it in, slut!"

She gobbled him up without any delay, despite being formally called a slut. He pulled her head inward while he pushed his hips forward, which caused her to gag at the half-way point of his cock. Her lips were snugly wrapped around his shaft.

"Awww yeah!"

All she could really do, at this point, was to pathetically push back at his thighs. She was at his mercy, especially with Cyrus holding her head.

She uttered, "Gugh! Gugh! Gugh!" 

She only regained control when he released her from his tyrannical grip. At the same time, I could see in the background that Jimmy was in the midst of slowing down. 

"Whew I'm exhausted -- you give her pussy a try, big guy!"

Jimmy withdrew and Cyrus passed the camera over to him. Mom panted as both men switched spots rather hurriedly. Strangely enough, my mom stayed in place. When Jimmy waved his cock in front of her face, she willingly took him in! She was quietly murmuring when there was a sudden yelp from the fact that Cyrus was slapping her ass. A snicker had formed on his face. Next, in one motion, he launched himself into the depths of her pussy! She reacted loudly! 

Cyrus teased, "Ooh...you're one cock-starved wife, aren't ya?" That's when he fucked the shit out of her and she was incessantly humming in pleasure! Her whole body backed into him! With each quick but predictable thump, she panted faster and faster. The slapping sounds coincided with the action. If there was any doubt before that she didn't want this, it would have been removed after watching her enthusiasm!

Jimmy took his cock out and flashed his balls. She mindlessly licked on them and his shaft! She looked up at the camera, looking like she was waiting for him to insert himself inside again. 

The two men snickered together, likely because they had sexually corrupted this housewife. They had broken her in and they likely had plans with her. She definitely seemed like she wouldn't mind! After all, during the good few minutes that Cyrus had with her, she seemed to love it when he continued to slap her ass! She yelped playfully as she comfortably took down Jimmy's cock! When Cyrus withdrew from her cunt, she even gave a subtle grunt of displeasure! Fortunately for her, he wasn't done with her. 

Cyrus pulled out and lay on the floor that was in the middle of the room. 

"Come ride this cock!"

She released Jimmy from her mouth and peeked behind. She giggled when she found Cyrus on the floor, before looking upward at the camera curiously.

Jimmy said, "Go on, dear!"

Satisfied that she had received 'permission' from him, she started lowering herself while expertly guiding Cyrus' cock into her waiting pussy. She purred until she reached the base. Then she impatiently shuffled up and down to fuck him. He helped out by holding on her hips.

She uttered, "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

Jimmy walked to the front and she blew him energetically. Despite the pounding sounds and the groaning from the men, she was by far the noisiest. 

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

It really was a wonder how the men could maintain such endurance despite being in the presence of a woman who was blatantly as hungry for sex as they were! It was truly a fact that these men had turned my mom into their slut! These men weren't amateurs.

With no rhyme or reason, she let the cock slide out of her mouth. She jerked it furiously.

"Oh God! Oh god! Oh god!"

Jimmy asked, "A hot slut-wife like you deserves to get fucked every day, right?

"Ungh! Ungh! Yeah! I want a cock every day!"

"Does that mean that you'll do anything for one then?"

"...Yes, I'll do anything!"

"So, how about letting one in the ass then?"

She stopped her hand-job right away, "Wait... what?"

"Didn't you say that you'd do anything for a cock?"

"Yeah...but...not that!"

"Let me be clear with you then -- you must be willing to do anything for a cock and this will include anal sex because there's going to be women out there that will do it, if you don't. Do you want him to go out looking for them and cheat on you some more?"

"No! It's just that I haven't even done it there before! It seems so wrong!"

"I understand, Angie. However, remember, we've worked with a lot of women who haven't done anal before, yet at the end of their training, they could offer their ass to anyone. As a result, their relationships with their lovers were closer than ever before. You could have that happen to you too -- you don't want to spoil that opportunity, do you?"

She thought for a moment, "Well, okay. I guess I'll do it, but how do I start? I know this is gonna hurt."

"Just lie on your side and spread those butt-cheeks apart! This'll make the first entrance easier. Don't worry, we have some lubricants too. This will be a cinch."

She got into position and, ungraciously, she revealed her seemingly impermeable anal hole. Adjacent to it, her pussy lips were significantly loosened; it was no longer the tight hole that it was before. After all, two men had pulverized it!

Cyrus was in the process of pouring out some lubricant into his hand. When he stuffed the contents into her ass-hole, she grunted but appeared to wait patiently. After that, Cyrus applied lube to himself.

Jimmy parked his cock by her mouth and said, "While he gets going, make sure that you keep me hard and wet for my turn too!"

At first, she gave a reluctant look to him, but she started giving him head anyway. 

The tension seemed to grow higher and higher as Cyrus lay right beside her, in a spooning position. He kept her legs lifted while he attempted to nudge himself in, causing her to make murmurs of discomfort. However, without warning, she spat out Jimmy's cock!

"Oh god! You're inside!"

Cyrus replied, "That was only the head, darling! There's more to come so you're gonna need to relax!"

Her anal virginity had just been taken from her, but there was no sympathy from Cyrus! He powered through her recklessly, causing her to utter under her breath in pain. Though Jimmy tried to put himself back into her mouth, she kept squirming away.

"Ow! Wait! No! You're stretching me out!"

"Come on, you can do it! Remember to relax, baby!"

Although she tried her best to keep quiet, she could no longer hold it in when he kept on pushing through!

"Owwww! How much more do you have to go?"

"Almost there, honey! Don't clench up!"

It took much effort and time but Cyrus eventually made it to the end, judging from the smile on his face.

He laughed, "You see? My cock does fit!"

She groaned, "Ugh! It's so deep in me!"

He began making several, fairly laborious thrusts, which probably indicated how tight her anus really was. 

"Your cute little ass is making me feel so good!"

"Oooooh.... Oooohhhh....ow!"

Jimmy held her head in place to thrust in and out her mouth. 

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

It wasn't long after that Cyrus was able to increase his intensity. The slapping sounds were mercilessly sharp, firm and consistent.

Jimmy teased, "You're so talented! You're taking these cocks like a pro!"

She only mumbled in response. Though she must have been feeling pain, she didn't really show it. In fact, she looked like she was adapting to all this. Maybe she had given in!

The camera panned up and down occasionally during the next few minutes. Cyrus was having a blast of a time. Mom, on the other hand, had a more blank expression, but she didn't seem to mind that the camera was on her anymore.

Cyrus then gently pulled out and declared, "Oh man! You've really gotta try her ass! It's fucking glorious!"

She begged, "Mmm...Wait! I'm really sore. I don't know if I can take another cock!"

Jimmy replied, "Of course it's sore - it's only your first time, darling. The more you do it, the less sore you'll be! Now, let's try it with you doggy-style!"

She sighed and got up. Once she was on her hands and knees, she had resigned to her fate.

The camera was handed back to Cyrus. Once Jimmy had arrived behind her, he pushed her ass-cheeks apart and the camera zoomed in, observing that her anus was stretched out and very red now. Regardless, Jimmy shoved some more lube into it before applying it on his cock too. 

"Please! Can you fuck my pussy instead? My ass is really really sore!"

"No, we've gotta break you in more. Why don't you try rubbing your pussy as we do this? It's gonna feel a lot better! I promise you!"

Then he slid through her ass-hole rather easily, even without her consent!

"Ow!"

Desperately, she reached for her clit and started rubbing it. At this point, Jimmy's thrusts were slow and gentle. 

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

While that was going on, Cyrus moved to the front and waved his cock around her lips. Despite the fact that it had just been in her ass, she allowed him to pass through! She mumbled audibly as it went in and out of her. After a few repetitions of that, he used his strength to force her down to the base. However, she didn't fight back.

"Aw yeah! Your throat feels so fucking good!"

Then he flung her away, as if he was done with her. Initially, she gave the man a dirty look, but she stayed in position! Moreover, on top of the heavy panting from her, it sounded like she was uttering in pleasure, although she was whispering it.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

Cyrus fleered, "Hmm...sounds like you're enjoying this! You love how it feels, doesn't it?"

She tried to deny this but it wasn't convincing, "That's... not true... it just feels different..."

It was hardly convincing. As she kept getting fucked, she continually played with herself. Even when Jimmy slapped on her ass-cheeks a few times, she squealed but didn't say no.

Cyrus laughed, "Why don't you just tell us that you're feeling good? We know that you're enjoying it!"

She laughed guiltily, "I like the feeling of rubbing myself while his cock rubs the insides of my ass. It feels good, I guess. I just can't believe that I'm actually enjoying this!"

The men heartily laughed. 

For the next couple of minutes, she was fucked hard while deep-throating Cyrus. Then, in an almost anticlimactic fashion, they pulled out of her, leaving her practically breathless. Fortunately for her, they jerked off at a moderate pace around her so that she could recover.

Jimmy declared, "Congratulations, Angie! You're one hell of a slut! Now, we would like to see how good you are at accepting a man's cum!"

"But... but..."

"Open your mouth!"

She scrambled to do it, giving the men a target to shoot at. The inevitable was coming.

Jimmy grunted, "Ugh... yeah. You got me so fucking hard. These loads are just for you! Ugh!"

Then he inaccurately but violently blasted a volley of cum-shots onto her pretty face!

The first wave was watery and it splattered near her eyes, forcing her to tightly shut them! The following burst went into her open mouth, which must have caught her by surprise because she reflexively pushed out the load with her tongue, causing her lips and chin to be creamy. She clenched up her face and turned away as cum kept bombarding her. 

"Aw! Turn your fucking face back! I'm still cumming!"

She nervously turned her face back, allowing him to splatter two more cum-shots, which resulted in her cracking a smirk! When the fireworks had ended, he nudged his cock around her lips and she surprisingly sucked him cleanly. After he pulled out, the camera was zoomed in on her cum-drenched face. She carefully started wiping away the dripping cum that was threatening to go into her eyes.

She laughed, "Oh my god - that was a lot!"

Jimmy stated, "Not bad at all! But next time, don't reject the cum if it gets into your mouth. It's much better that you swallow it instead! You've got that? How about you take Cyrus's load this time?"

Submissively, she cleared her hair away from her face and then leaned towards him. She opened her mouth ambitiously.

"Aww yeah, get closer! I want you to hold it all in your mouth!"

She got closer and stuck her tongue out. Instantly, he shot his loads accurately, but she wasn't able to hide the look and sounds of disgust. It probably was in reaction to the pervading musky smell and taste! Cyrus kept grunting over and over and I saw his spurts enter her! Finally, when he had finished, he squeezed the last remaining droplet out.

"Show that fuckin' load!"

She extended her tongue out to showcase the loads of white, syrupy cum that had pooled near the middle. With cum still visible on her face, she looked upward pleadingly, as if she was anxious for her next instructions to come quickly. 

"Yeahhhh... that's it! Swallow it down, girl!"

Her tongue went back inside and she gulped the mouthful! She frowned; she obviously wasn't appreciating the taste!

"Learn to enjoy eating cum, sweetie, because you can't afford to be frowning like that in front of your man! Also, one more reminder: always clean him up -- make sure that you never waste a drop!"

So she did. She took him inside and sucked him briefly, while looking at him happily. Not long after, she released him with a pop.

"Good, now wipe the cum off your face and eat all that!"

She proceeded to scoop some of the cum up to eat it. Though she did not give off the same look of disgust as before, I wasn't convinced that she liked the taste of it any better than before. 

"That's an improvement but you can do better. You must show the man that you really appreciate that he came for you! If you take cum in your mouth, then you'll need to tell him how good his cum tastes! If he shoots it all over your face or body, you must love how it feels. Try it again!"

She dumbly nodded. After swiping some more cum, she ate it off her fingers and then said, "It tastes good!"

She certainly did as she was told, except the look on her face was totally unconvincing. 

"You might not like the taste of cum now, but you'll need to keep doing it till you do. I want to hear you say that you enjoy it! You can practice now since there's still plenty of cum on your face, so get right to it!"

Obediently, she wiped her face and ate a finger-load. Though she remarked again that "it tastes good", I still had doubts whether or not that she was sincere. Though she looked to the men, they were silent, which ostensibly led her to continue. After eating the next blobs of cum, she gave a positive feedback each time regarding the taste.

"...Mm... the cum tastes so good."

"...It's so yummy!"

"...I love your cum!"

The attempts seemed to be enough to satisfy the men, judging from the fact that they didn't request for her to do anything else.

Presumably, everything was done. She was sitting on her knees, with a glaze on her face that wasn't going to go away without soap and water. I still couldn't believe that I was looking at the same mom that I had kissed prior to my trip!

Jimmy approached her and said, "Well, Angie, you did a great job but this marks the end of lesson one. How do you feel right now?"

She scoffed sheepishly, "...Sore...very sore!"

"I bet you are. Do us a favor and show us your holes!"

She cautiously rolled backwards and lifted her legs. Jimmy used his index finger to sweep at her flappy, loosened pussy lips. Then, using that same finger, he measured her gaped ass-hole, which had expanded by at least an inch or so. The entire region was fiery red!

He teased, "You probably didn't meet up today thinking that you'd be getting fucked and not just by one man, huh?"

"No. This was crazy!"

"Could you have known that you'd enjoy sex this much?"

She smiled, "No, it was a lot of fun! I learned a lot today!"

"The learning doesn't stop here. I bet after a few more lessons, you'll only be thinking about sex!"

She frowned, "You think I'd still need a few more?"

"Yes you do - but don't worry - the other wives had to do it as well. The next time we meet, you'll be tested to see if you've improved at all from today. That way, we'll be ensuring that your techniques are up to standard."

"Okay, I understand."

"Good. Now, I do require that, until the lessons are done, you can't have sex with your hubby. And by no sex, I mean, nothing at all! So, it might just be easier for you not to see him for a while, just to avoid temptation."

"I guess I can do that. When are the next lessons coming and how long is it going to take?"

"You'll be done before you know it! Our next lesson is in the next couple of days, just to give you some time to rest and recover. But before I forget, this is your prize for today."

She was handed a small purple vibrator, which she examined momentarily.

"Wow! I've never used one of these before."

"Well, now you'll be able to, wouldn't you? It's going to come in handy later, I suspect."

She nodded. 

And then the movie ended with a black screen.



The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 02



Author's Note: Thanks for the patience. This chapter will contain some incest elements, though it won't directly involve the son and mother just yet. If you're not comfortable with the idea of incest, you could either skip some of the paragraphs in this chapter or just go on to read Ch. 03.

For Ch.03, I plan to write the mother's perspective which will briefly cover what happened in these two chapters, as well as other events that happened after - without the incest.

Ch. 04 will be either the son or the mother WITH incest. I haven't yet decided. It may depend on what the readers want or whatever flows better.

*Ch.02 has incest elements. 

*****

Chapter 2: A Well-Fucked Mom is a Happy Son? 

I shook my head in disbelief. I thought to myself that it was arguably the most sickening pornographic movie I had ever watched and that was saying a lot, considering I was a regular porn watcher, with only a few genres of it that I absolutely hated. Still, this video captured my attention and I didn't know why! Actually, fuck it - I was really turned on!

I had secretly wanted my mom to have more sex, so that she wouldn't be so bitchy and uptight sometimes. It wasn't going to happen, or so I thought. I even had a daring fantasy that if nobody was going to do it, I was going to. I loved my mom, after all - but I also loved sex.

After the train stopped and I packed everything up, making absolutely certain that I left nothing behind, I exited and walked through the corridors of the station, still fresh with all the images and video footage of mom in my head. As I mentioned earlier, this was a woman who was very conservative about her sexual life and how she has deviated from that in one single video.

I checked into a room in a motel. It was an old one that had seen better days. I was not going to be staying for very long for obvious reasons, though it was cheap accommodation. But there was now some privacy to do some snooping around on her computer.

The motel seemed to have an old smell, a funky one. The drapes were worn and the furniture looked old. Even the TV was old because it was one of those big-ass cathode ray televisions from the 90's. The beds squeaked a lot, likely from the amount of sex that it must have endured from people! I thought to myself that this mattress has seen more action than I had.

When I laid the laptop on the circular wooden table, I resumed her laptop from hibernation. Everything came back, exactly how I left it. The folder in which the video was encased was still open. I clicked on it again.

I was intending to skip through most of the video, partly just to soak in what I had just watched. The other side to that was that I wanted to jerk off to it. I didn't know what was wrong with me at the time, but I didn't care. The first video had me so amped up and I didn't even act on it. That was a brutal feeling.

I watched as she started out shy and reluctant but eventually enjoying sucking and fucking those two men, even in different positions. Though it wasn't her original choice, she had agreed to lose her anal virginity with them! After that, she took a facial from one man and swallowed another's. She did what porn stars might typically do in their videos! I was sure that was the goal of the men.

From that point on, my past memories of her smiling chastely were being permanently overwritten in favor of the smiles that she had made on that porn video. I wouldn't have been able to imagine how she'd react with a few cocks in front of her face! I even thought about what would happen if she was blindfolded and she was sucking on my dick! Would she still swallow? Probably!

I looked through the Downloads history and I think there were more videos of her. It made me shiver that there was possibly more to come. Who was I kidding? I was excited. So, when I saw "Angie - Training Session II.avi" on the list, I clicked on it without too much of a delay.

It started with my nude mom headed alone towards the middle of the couch. After she sat down with her feet on the ground, Jimmy talked from behind the camera.

"Hi Angie! We'll be starting in just a minute but we would like you to do a quick survey with you on these lessons. First question: What is one thing that you think you've improved on so far?"

"I guess I'm better at giving a blow-job now."

"Great answer! I agree. Second question: Did the foreplay prepare you enough for sex?"

"Yes."

"On a scale of 1 to 5, with 1 being the lowest and 5 being the highest, how ready do you think you'd be if you were to have sex again?"

"5."

"That's all the questions that we have. One question that isn't in the survey - are you ready to start today's lessons?"

"I definitely am!"

"That's a great attitude, Angie. Now I know you're on your way. Can we watch you masturbate?"

"Okay."

She proceeded by putting her right hand on her clit. She patted it and rubbed it in a circular motion gently. She hummed softly. On her own time, she continued while bringing her legs up to her chest. The more that she touched it, the more obvious it was that her pussy was getting wetter and wetter.

"How does touching yourself feel compared to using the toy?"

"I haven't used it yet. It's upstairs in my closet. Should I go get it?"

I shouted to myself, "What the fuck? They're at her place?"

I re-confirmed from the video that it was my mom's place because I had recognized the vinyl couch and wall paint behind it. It was placed in the family room. I had used to sit there to watch TV.

The video went on, ignoring my question.

"No, it's not necessary right now. Maybe we can grab it later on though. You're pretty warmed up now, aren't ya?"

"Yes, well, I've... actually been wet...since this morning..."

A man whistled in the background in surprise.

Jimmy scoffed, "I guess we can't keep you waiting then."

Soon, she was joined by a naked Jimmy and Cyrus who flanked her. They shuffled closer to her, binding their arms over her shoulders. Jimmy met lips with her while Cyrus went to kiss her neck as he played with her clit.

Her hands reached out to stroke both of them. In mere seconds, I watched as they visibly came to full size. Meanwhile, I started to rub my cock. I was, God forbid, pretending that I was with her.

Shortly after, Jimmy playfully nudged her head downward and she caved in. Though she was positioned awkwardly, it didn't seem to faze her. In fact, just before she drew his cock in, she adjusted her hair away from her face. After a few repetitions, she sucked off Cyrus too. During this time, she never paid attention to the camera. She was, however, focussed on playing with herself at the same time!

Jimmy said, "You've already met Simon already, haven't you? I think he could use a little action too!"

She pulled away softly and glanced in the direction of the camera.

"Come on over, Simon!"

He parked in front of her. She peered at him lustfully during the time when she licked his cock head. She didn't even look ashamed. When she was about to suck him, Cyrus interrupted her, "Bend over first, so we can fuck ya too!"

After she bent over, she hungrily slurped on Simon's cock. She became wilder and faster in her movements, even sucking him in a swirl-like movement.

Cyrus inevitably put himself into her, which caused her to hum and pant. In fact, he started to fuck her like a jackrabbit and I could hear that she loved it. Soon, Jimmy got his turn too and he put his own stamp on it. Instead of sheer thrusting, he teased her with longer strokes, along with clitoral stimulation. I could imagine how good either of their cocks must have felt, judging from the noises that she was making for both men!

In fact, I was imagining that I was there. It was an idea that raced through me without permission. I was horny - very horny. I wanted to cum at any moment but I stopped myself. I wanted to do it at the end, just like the porn movies.

The next person to try her cunt was Simon and the camera was passed off to someone else. He was lying on the ground, with his thick cock towering vertically with the help of his hand. As she started lowering herself into it, she declared, "My first black cock!"

Simon retorted, "And it probably won't be your last, honey!"

They grasped each other's hands intimately when she started hopping.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

As she moaned, the camera zoomed in as she used her hips to shuffle back and forth on him.

Jimmy said, "How would you like a cock in your tight little ass too?"

She exclaimed, "Oooh god... I've only seen it done on film though!"

"Don't worry, I'll come back with some lube."

The camera was zoomed back to normal and then it was handed over to Cyrus. It watched as Simon pulled her close to him, like he was hugging her. I could hear them making out. He fucked her very softly.

Jimmy returned with the bottle in his hand shortly. He started to apply it on his cock. After he was done with that, she was next. At first, Jimmy put a finger-sized amount of lube. He then patiently stretched her out using two fingers, never forgetting to use lube. By now, her anus looked moist and ready. So, Jimmy carefully lodged himself inside. I saw the insertion go bit by bit till he was completely in!

"Oh! God! I can feel both of you in me!"

Jimmy said, "Well, let's make you really feel us!"

The scene bolted into action as they fucked her furiously. It was really loud from the combination of the skin smacking and her mumbles.

"UNGH! UNGH! OH...OH...OH!"

Simon grunted, "Oooh yeah, squeeze your fucking cunt like that!"

She screamed in a voice that was near unrecognizable, "OH GOD... OH GOD!

Finally, Cyrus remarked that there was room in her mouth and she let him through.

She was triple penetrated for at least five minutes before they had a chance to rotate. Actually, they rotated one more time so that each man got to use a different orifice. She didn't seem to care which hole was being fucked. In fact, whenever her mouth was free, she had always screamed for more. As tempting as it was to watch little detail, I was skipping through the action because I damn well wanted to cum. I wanted to get closer to the end but couldn't help watching everything else.

I thought the ending would come soon, but I was only half-right. There was one more scene where she was manhandled to the couch and more lube was used by Jimmy. This time, however, he used it to finger-fuck her. She looked so grateful about it.

While Jimmy was doing this, the other two men, from time to time, would get her to suck them off just to keep them hard, which she had no problem with.

He was very deliberate with his actions. He used both hands, one of which was to stimulate her clit. The other hand went in with two fingers. In addition, there wasn't just a single focus in one area, nor did he use the same movements. However, while there were several close attempts for her to cum, it didn't happen, which visibly disappointed her.

She sadly said, "I'm so sorry! You're touching me in all the right places, but I don't know why I can't cum yet!"

"Don't worry. It's all in your head. You'll need to try and relax as much as possible. I'll do what I can to make you cum today, but you'll just need to let yourself go! Don't hold back."

The men cheered her on and his patience paid off because she eventually was made to orgasm!

"...OH MY GOD... OH MY GOD...YES! YES! You're gonna make me cum! AH!"

She squirted so much that the couch was stained with her juices. There was a trail leading downward, which the camera followed, showing that the laminate flooring had a minute puddle of liquid. When it went back to her face, she looked exhausted but very satisfied.

The men converged on her expectantly. As a result, she sat up and blew each of them while jerking on the others. She knew what was coming up and I was really excited to see this.

Cyrus was first. Initially he was jerking himself, but let her do it instead.

"I want you to jerk me off.", he ordered.

She smiled as she gave him a quick hand-job. Occasionally, she'd use both hands too and the man grunted every so often. Meanwhile, I was jerking myself, wanting to cum, but stopping whenever I felt like I was going to shoot.

He grunted, "Oh... I'm gonna cum soon. Keep it going!"

Finally, the instant that he exploded like a new champagne bottle, she managed to close her eyes in time. She smirked and softly hummed as bursts and bursts of cum plastered her face, with some of it even going into her hair. Soon, cum rolled down on her down to the floor. Still, she kept jerking till he took control of it again. He had her clean his cock with her mouth for a brief bit before letting her go.

As she wiped the cum away from her eyes, she chuckled, "Mmm... it's so hot and sticky!"

Jimmy ordered, "Drain me dry, sweetheart - you know what to do though, don't swallow just yet."

She took it in and bobbed on it very quickly. In less than 10 seconds, she brought Jimmy to orgasm.

"AW AW! AW! AW! AW!...AW! FUCK."

After he was done, she opened her mouth, showing the thick white cum that was resting on her tongue. Afterward, she quietly gulped it. Her tongue flung out to prove that it was all gone.

Jimmy cheered, "Much improvement from last time, Angie! That's going to be your standard from now on." She smiled in pride and nodded.

Simon was next. He asked, "Can I fuck your tits for a bit?"

"Of course you can!"

Jimmy said, "Go ahead and use the lube if you want."

After the bottle was tossed over to him by someone from behind, the former poured the lube over her tits. She distributed it everywhere as the lube kept coming down on her, which eventually left her tits shiny with wetness. Simon then put his fat black cock into her cleavage. After she pushed her tits together, the tit-fucking started. It started out fast but it stayed that way. He shuttled effortlessly, proving that the lubrication was useful. She didn't say much except hum.

Next, he took himself away slowly. Then he lifted her legs, forcing her to lean back. He was going to fuck her missionary-style.

He leaned in and said, "I want you to squeeze your pussy like you did earlier!"

"Okay."

He humped her at a moderate speed, yet his thrusts were powerful. Her legs and hands clung onto him, drawing him closer.

"YES! YES! YES! YES!", she panted.

"Does my cock feel good in you? I want you to squeeze it like you mean it!"

She moaned repetitively, "OH OH OH OH!"

He exclaimed, "Oh make it tight, honey! Just like that!"

There was a short moment of him fucking her hard and fast before he came deep inside her! He grunted very loudly.

"OHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH!"

He shuttered briefly before pulling away, allowing the camera a good look at her reddened, well-used pussy. At first, his cum dripped out very slowly. But more cum came out when he dug his fingers into it. The men also tilted her body so that her wide gaped anus could be shown. The movie ended there.

I was relieved that it was over, on the other hand. I wanted to jerk off at the perfect moment and I decided that my favorite scene, if I could call it that, was when Jimmy came inside her mouth, although Simon's creampie was pretty high up on the list too.

I jerked off to the scene, savoring the sounds and sights. It was fucking incredible. I had built up a huge reserve from all the stop-and-go action that I was doing while watching the film. I had some cum on the motel carpet too, but I cleaned it up with some hot water right away.

I knew that after I unloaded, I'd be thinking straight for a moment before needing to do it again - and again later.

I know it wouldn't seem at all healthy or normal to be so turned on at watching my mom's videos. But I've always felt sorry that my mom wasn't treated all that well by dad. For all the things that she did that benefitted us, it often went unnoticed by everyone. She deserved better.

There was a time when I encouraged her to go out on a date and meet someone, but she said she didn't want to try. I was sure that she would be looking for someone now - or some people, after what Jimmy and his people turned her into. I would've preferred that it was me instead. So, I decided that one way or another, I had to get her. I would make her cooperate if I really needed to.

To be Continued...



The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 03



Notes: This chapter, written in the POV (point of view) of the mother will retell the events found in Ch.01 and Ch.02. However, she will also describe an event that happens to her afterward, which isn't found in either of the above chapters.

*Ch. 03 does not have incest. Ch. 04 WILL have incest.

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Angie's Perspective

My name is Angela and I have been married to my husband, Daniel for close to 25 years. It has been a long marriage, but it was not a happy one. It wasn't the worst marriage ever in the history of mankind, though. For starters, I was never physically or sexually abused by him. However, he always tried to control me, usually through the use of put-downs. I stayed with him because of my kids. I didn't want them to have a broken home. Yes, I have made my own mistakes, but I don't regret staying for them. I've sometimes regretted marrying the man but I've never regretted having the kids that I love so much.

My husband started cheating when our son was just two years old. When I first confronted him on it, he told me that he was just having fun and he wouldn't do it again. When I caught him a second time, he said that he was still young and didn't want to waste the time. The women meant nothing to him, apparently. 

I began to believe that his cheating might have been because of me. Because he had always been insecure about himself, he wanted to prove to others that he was someone important. He enjoyed putting this façade to everyone because of the 'respect' he was given. I didn't respect him though. There were times when he tried so hard to impress me, but it couldn't be done and he hated me for that. It wasn't that I didn't support him - I did - but he wanted me to worship him. I couldn't do it, so he must have given up on me. He even told me one time during an argument that I could go find another man to sleep with, just as long as he doesn't find out about it! I was never a cheater and I wasn't going to start! I told him that.

Still, I wasn't ready to break the family up yet. I naively hoped that he'd eventually change, but he never would. In fact, he even became cockier as he met more women and made more money.

Eventually, it got to the point that I told him that I wanted a divorce but he accused me of marrying him for immigration purposes and 'trying to break up a happy home'. I was hurt, but I was also guilty. 

It was true that I really needed to stay in the country because my student visa was about to expire. I couldn't risk applying for another visa and have them reject me. I had sacrificed everything to come over here and I didn't want to go back to my home country empty handed. Back home, we were very poor, barely able to make ends meet. Our living space was a joke. It was basically the size of a small apartment and since we shared it together with my siblings, as much as four people were there. When we came over here, the money was surprisingly able to work harder for us. Marriage would have been a convenient excuse to stay here.

That being said, I married him because I wanted to start a family of my own. I came from a broken family myself and I wanted to break that cycle. Most importantly, he seemed to be the most suitable of the men that I met over here. Though he was short and not the best looking, we really got along. He was a great conversationalist. And while he wasn't rich or wealthy by any means, he was still willing to be generous. I wasn't looking to leech off him though. I just needed him to help start a family with me. In addition, he seemed to love his mom very much because he lived with her when he could've moved out like his other brothers. I figured that he couldn't be a bad choice. 

After marriage, I had my siblings come over here too, so that they could avoid the poor living conditions. The good news was that they were able to adapt to their new life fairly well. The bad news was that after they had their own families, there was a large, complicated feud which seriously damaged our family's cohesion. One terrible trait of my family was their stubbornness. Unlike my husband's family, this was the opposite. Any feud was resolved promptly. 

Since I didn't want this family to break up like mine did, I had to fight to keep it together. I had to prove him wrong. I wasn't marrying him for reasons other than love. In addition, our children were young and I'd struggle as a single mom. I was scared to see the world like this. Ironically, as I later found out, staying together with him resulted in me raising our two kids alone, for the most part because he never wanted to bond with any of us. He primarily kept his money so that he could go out and party with his friends. 

Time after time, I wondered if his cheating had to do with me. Maybe I pushed him away. Maybe I didn't support him enough. There was also the time when I really wanted a second child, preferably a son this time, but he didn't. I believed wrongly that he could change his mind. So, I lied about being on birth control. 

After I became pregnant again, he didn't take the whole situation too well initially, but he never once demanded for an abortion of some sort. I thought we reconciled our differences; however, after my son was born, I discovered that he was cheating! The first hint was that he always seemed too tired to have sex. The confirmation was when I accidentally overheard his voicemail messages from another woman. Regardless, I learned my lesson. I had a tubectomy shortly afterward, so there would be no more 'unexpected' kids.

I've tried a lot to get him to treat me better. Talking to him many times about it didn't work and I've tried pretending that he wasn't cheating. No matter what I did, it didn't seem to work. There was even a short period of time when I openly accepted (but not approved) that he was cheating and I still had sex with him, whenever he wasn't tired or whenever it was convenient. Regarding convenience, sometimes, the kids being in the house played a factor as to why we couldn't have sex, even if we both wanted to. If he went out, he could get it without the worry. Make no mistake, I never once blamed the kids for any reason. I knew that my problem was with the other women and I wanted my husband back.

I read sex columns and looked at porn sites to draw some ideas on what I could do to impress him, though I almost never adopted any of the tips or techniques because they were outside my comfort zone. Unfortunately, as time went on, my sex mood became lower and lower because of the knowledge that he was still constantly cheating - and not just with one woman. It seemed hopeless for me to keep trying. So, instead, I focused on being a better mom and bread-winner, just so that he didn't have to worry about the family. It was the bare minimum that I could do at least. In a blink of an eye, years went by without too much incident.

The day that Daniel got fired from his job was a true test for us as a family. If I still wanted us together, I had to be the one to keep it afloat. My best friend at the time told me to maintain my work ethic because the family was counting on me. That was when I felt that this was my opportunity to be a better wife. I needed to treat him better. Whenever he needed something, I wanted to be the one he could turn to. 

Oddly enough, we had frequent sex during this time, as our grown kids were more likely to be out of the house with their friends and he was at home much more often too. While I rarely did anything too crazy with him, I became more willing to give him blow-jobs than our first few years. It wasn't something that I liked doing. It seemed degrading to me, which was another reason why I hated taking facials. I'd rather swallow instead, though I'd usually avoid that too, if I could help it. But it was time for me to change things up.

The one particular time when I did something crazy was when he had me sucking him at the men's washroom in the mall! I chose to swallow, for obvious reasons. But I warned him that we weren't going to do anything like that again. That turned out not to be true; we did the same thing once more, only that we were interrupted by a couple of the men that were waiting to use the booth! There wouldn't be any plausible reason for why I was inside there with him, so we ran out awkwardly. I was so embarrassed with the way they looked at me. After that, I refused to do anything like that again.

His luck would change, for better or for worse. He managed to meet a bunch of wealthy friends that helped him start a business. He spent most of his time networking with people that he usually was too busy to come home. I feared that he would cheat again. And he did. I found out through a friend this time that he was with another woman, hand-in-hand.

I was stumped. With two kids, I never once thought that there would be another man who could love me or my kids. If I divorced, that would be it; the family would be done. Of course, there were plenty of good men out there, but they were almost always taken. I was too scared to get rejected and I didn't want my kids to be without a father figure, so I had no choice but to keep going. In addition, if we divorced, our social circle would be awkward, since we knew numerous mutual friends. I know a lot of this might seem silly.

Despite our marital problems, we often went out together and everyone would be fooled. We were social. We knew how to be a part of the party. However, at the end of the night, at more formal parties, there would be some ballroom dancing and he was terrible at it; he'd always step on my feet and he'd never learn how to break the habit. On the other hand, I learned how to do dance and I avoided doing it with him. Furthermore, I preferred dancing with a taller man. I was fortunate to get these opportunities whenever they'd ask, but I didn't want to lead them on, nor would I want a bad reputation of dancing with other people's husbands. Anyhow, I just couldn't get used to a shorter man, especially someone who has two left feet on the floor. I was far from being a perfect person and I wasn't proud of it.

There were plenty of times when my mind and heart would wander, but I'd usually keep myself grounded. I've gone to bars in the past, though never regularly, and I'd usually get attention from them, but I never purposefully led them on. As years went by, I was more likely to be at home than not. Meanwhile, he kept going out, as normal and cheating.

After saving enough money, I finally decided to move out. I didn't want to alarm him or anything. I justified it as a real estate investment and not anything else, though it was located significantly farther away from him. He was against the idea at first, but I made some pretty valid opinions about the housing market. I promised that I'd still visit often and I didn't lie. 

Despite our separation, I still cared about him. Usually I'd end up helping him to clean the place or so after his constant neglect to take care of it. Once in a while, we'd even still have sex, though it wasn't quite the same as before. Still, about two years ago or so, before his birthday, I surprised him with my new breast implants, being at 34D. It wasn't entirely for him though. I was always insecure about my own size, which was at 34C, though I've always been told that a woman's natural size was often the best. The good part was that he loved it and I was happy that he did too. We did have sex that night and I let him fuck my new tits. Yet, it felt like a hook-up. The romance was gone. I didn't want that anymore.

During this period, both my son and daughter were old enough to find some work, but both managed to leave the city. My son had always been the only one that made more regular visits and I always looked forward to them. Despite that, I was usually alone.

More recently, I've gone onto sites like Craigslist to look at the relationship ads - both the platonic and personal ones. I was not there to date or cheat, but I wanted to see what was out there. Primarily, I wanted to look for friendship, as well as anyone who could give marital advice without being judgmental. I was open to meeting men and women of all ages and backgrounds. Regardless of the gender, I was not intending to meet anyone else beyond friendship.

For the personal ads, I always had a good laugh at them because the men usually came across to me as desperate. Also, it was a well-known fact to me that women on Craigslist gave us all a bad name, making dating difficult for both sides. 

But there was a day when I ran into a personal ad that caught my eye. There was a post that promised to give advice for free that would improve a marriage. I clicked on it and read the ad. The writer promised that he or she would listen and give feedback without being judgmental. I felt that I had nothing to lose and started writing up a short message that illustrated my interest. Consequently, it was a man named Jimmy that replied within an hour using his mobile device. That marked a start of the exchange of email messages between each other. We exchanged our details soon enough.

He told me that construction was his main line of work and that marriage and sex counselling was something that he did on the side, as a hobby. He seemed passionate about bringing couples together. Similar to me, he came from a broken family and he said that he tries hard to get them together or advise them to break apart if it really doesn't work out.

Then he showed me a picture of himself and he was in great shape. After I complimented him, I was expecting that he wanted my picture too and I figured that there was no harm. Afterward, he complimented me on how classy I looked. It was definitely one of my better pictures and I was proud of it.

It was flattering for a man like him to compliment me. It's not that I wasn't used to compliments on how I looked, but it's always nice to get re-assured on something, especially when there's some effort made. I always tried to match my makeup with how I dressed, for example. I preferred a clean, professional look. It was something of a relic from when I was working. 

We continued our conversation. Though my initial goal in talking to him was to look for answers, I found that he was not only a charming person but he was very supportive of me. He thought that I was a good mom. I was happy to hear that. Soon, after a few more friendly emails, I felt that I could trust him. And that was when I decided to take a stab and ask him about how to improve my sex life with my husband.

His response was that my marriage was at risk due to sexual disinterest and he felt that his one-on-one coaching sessions could help and they wouldn't cost a thing. In his experience, he's seen women like me before and he's had success with them. In these sessions, he'd provide a male's perspective on what women should do to please a man. He'd also provide all the teaching materials. It certainly sounded "hands-on", no matter how he spun it, so I had difficulty accepting it at first glance. I didn't want it to seem like I was cheating or something.

But he had a point. Since our move away, the sex was almost non-existent and stale. Naturally, I hated knowing that there were women around him doing what I was supposed to be doing as a wife! A part of me wanted to know what I could do to salvage it, yet the other side of me gave up.

Jimmy was really sympathetic with me. He said that he hated the fact that I was treated so poorly and that I deserved much better. He even said that if I wasn't married, he would've definitely tried to ask me out. I was flattered and surprised by his advance.

After thinking about what he said about his coaching sessions, I decided against the idea, at least for the time being, because I wanted to talk to my husband first. 

So, one day, I tried to ask him about the direction of our marriage - or what was left of it. I told him how much I hated that he was going out with other women. But he thought that I had accepted him cheating all this time, which wasn't true. I never approved of him cheating! He knew better but he just didn't want to change.

To add salt to the wound, he added that the women that he was seeing were all more successful than I was. They had their own business and were making lots of money. On top of that, they understood him and satisfied his needs, something that I apparently never did! He never appreciated me all along! The stress was too much and I left, crying.

Out of frustration, I wrote to Jimmy to vent about what happened. He said that he'd be willing to talk to me in person at a local pub about how he could help. I didn't see any harm so I agreed. It was going to be my first time to meet him in person. 

I met with him at the said location and then I had realized that he had brought along his friend, Cyrus, who also coached couples to success. Despite his credentials, I felt that I was misled. But I didn't care at the time - I just needed someone to be with me. So, I bawled to them about my story with my husband and, fortunately, both were very patient with me. The men gave their thoughts on the matter - and both of them agreed that he was in the wrong. That was a good sign.

Out of desperation, I asked the men for help on what I should do. Should I leave him and take the kids with me? Or could this marriage be salvaged? Jimmy thought that I could still stay with him - but Cyrus thought that I should leave. It was really interesting that they were disagreeing with each other and I liked that because each had his own perspective on it.

Regardless, the men suggested that I should re-consider using sex in order to seduce him. I wasn't entirely against the idea but I admitted that I wasn't sexually experienced at all. I only had a long-term boyfriend before marriage, after all. So, they told a few tips here and there and I was really nervous that people would hear us. Jimmy agreed that the pub was no longer a good place to talk anymore. He suggested that we should stop by his place. I agreed to it, though I said that I wouldn't be able to stay for too long. He said that it wouldn't take long.

The truth was, I wanted to be cheered up and he was doing just that. I enjoyed his presence, strangely. He talked me into trying out one of his lessons, with no obligation. He wasn't pushy but there was a way about him that I couldn't say no. The result was that I ended up staying a lot longer than I wanted! 

They had me slowly taking off my clothes and he examined me quite thoroughly, which I was scared of. What made it worse was the camera too. I wanted it to go away but he said it was to be used for instruction and I'd be given a copy to review it later. 

Jimmy licked and played with my vagina as a form of warm-up! This wasn't something that Daniel had ever done with me. The more he did it, the more it tingled. He really knew what he was doing and I hate to admit it, he had me wet really quickly! He then started making out with me and I didn't push him away. I was under his spell.

I mindlessly watched him going through the motions of taking out his penis. Although I deliberately looked away, I never stopped to ask why he was doing it. He told me to look in his direction and I reluctantly peeked to see a limp but fat penis. He told me that I was supposed to use it to demonstrate how I'd normally please my husband! 

I couldn't do this! I reminded him that I was a married woman, yet, he wanted me to do it because he'd give me tips on how to please my husband! I asked if this would be okay to do, because I wasn't a cheater and wasn't planning to start. However, he promised that all of this wouldn't be considered cheating because I was merely learning. 

So, I did it. I touched his cock for the first time and stroked it repetitively. I was mentally comparing his penis with Daniel's until he interrupted me, telling me that I was doing it too slowly! As a result, I went faster! I noticed his cock vibrating in my hand, growing in size! He was a lot bigger and thicker than I had expected!




The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 03



Then, he wanted to use my mouth! I wasn't initially sure that I could do this, but he somehow talked me into doing it! He just told me to let it come naturally. I needed to do this so that he could gauge my abilities. 

So, I pleasured his cock as how I'd normally do it, but he basically said that I wasn't doing it well enough. It was certainly humiliating to hear that, but I felt an urge to prove myself. I did it faster and harder, which seemed much more preferable compared to before! This somehow caused me to feel turned on. I liked hearing that I was making him feel good. 

I kept up this pace until he called me a slut, which caused me to stop completely. I was really upset with him. I even asked him if he was just using me all this time to be his 'sex toy'. However, he told me that there was nothing wrong with being that for my husband. In fact, he told me being that being 'sluttier' would please my husband. I didn't agree with him but Jimmy mentioned that he has changed wives like me before, for the better. It made me consider the possibility that I wasn't pleasing Daniel in the way that I could. 

Because I'd stopped jerking Jimmy during this time, it caused him to go limp. He blamed me for it and I somehow felt guilty about it. After all, he was the one that made me wet in the first place! So, I apologized and desperately stroked him to back to life. When I had him ready to go, he told me to be a 'proud cock-sucking slut'. I decided to put aside my fears and doubts. This was my chance to make it right. This would be the way that I'd do it if 'he' were here.

I sucked his cock while telling myself that I was a 'proud cock-sucking slut'. I tried to copy what I had seen other women do during porn videos. I even licked him too! Anyhow, all seemed well for a while, especially when he caressed his hands through my hair, out of appreciation. It felt good.

Then, he unexpectedly pushed me deeper, causing me to gag. At first, I panicked for air, but after he released me, I was able to recover. He wanted me to keep trying, so I gathered myself up and tried again. However, after several attempts, I really didn't think I'd ever be good at this. I knew that the goal was to take in as much cock as possible, but I was only about half way. I was unsure if I did anything wrong. I must have because he promised that he'd teach me how to deep-throat later. At this moment, he was content with me keeping him hard with my hand-jobs.

As I did it, he made me divulge my most embarrassing moment with my husband. It was the time when I reluctantly agreed to give him a blow-job in the mall washrooms, which I later told him never to force me to do again. I didn't tell him about our failed second time. Jimmy basically told me that incident showed that I lacked devotion towards him. I needed to make him feel special and that I needed to offer anything and everything that I could give. He told me my breasts were beautiful, which then led to him quizzing me on what I could do with them. I suggested nervously that my tits could be used. 

So, I let Jimmy fuck them as I pushed them together, which unintentionally made me feel intimate with him at this point. I started to feel more relaxed. After he pulled on my nipples with just the right amount of strength, it turned me on!

I didn't argue when they wanted me showing off my wet pussy. I was pretty horny and they had seen everything anyway, though that didn't stop me from feeling shy and embarrassed. When they told me to masturbate, I did it. Each rub made me feel better about myself!

Jimmy took this opportunity to try and put his cock in me! I shrieked at him, asking what he was doing! He claimed that he was going to boost my sex drive. The reasoning was that if I was constantly horny, I'd rely on my husband all the time. It surely was a flimsy excuse but, at the same time, I was secretly curious as to how Jimmy would feel inside me. I was quite horny after all.

Instead of rejecting him outright, I told him that if he was to do it, I'd want him to use a condom. I hoped that the sex would seem less personal; it would serve as a barrier between him and me. Yet, he rejected my wish. He said that the condom would ruin the experience. I guess I just had to take it as it was. 

I remember how conflicted I was. There was the anticipation of his entry and there was the guilt. Despite knowing that were supposed to be 'lessons', I inexplicably longed for him in me. I worried that he'd turn me into some kind of a sex addict after tonight.

Soon, he entered me and it was electrifyingly pleasurable! I couldn't believe how amazing it felt! As he started thumping me, I grunted! I just knew he had me. Very soon, I was screaming for more, on my own. There was a certain way as to how he moved inside me. It seemed to reach places which triggered different sensations. Not long after, I became completely honest about how he felt inside me. I had never felt this good before!

Everything came to a pause when Jimmy pointed out that Cyrus wanted my mouth too! He never told me that these lessons involved him too! He claimed that he was teaching me to submissive. If I could do this here, I could do anything and everything that my husband would want me to do. He warned me that if I chose not to do it, I'd be a disappointment. Looking back, I admitted that I must have disappointed my husband somehow, so I was going to end that here.

I opened my mouth and boldly sucked Cyrus! As I did this, I recalled a memory of how my husband, at one time, wanted me to help close a business deal by 'entertaining' his wealthy client. Though I was a real estate agent, I wasn't actually part of the land development project in which my husband was in charge of marketing. I doubted that he would've needed another real estate agent to advise him, which would've been a conflict of interest on my part. Therefore, my role, most certainly, would've involved sex of some sort. As a result, I refused to participate! I didn't want to be used like that; I had dignity and self-respect. However, the consequences of my decision must have resulted in the transaction failing to go through. 

My emotions started to run wilder in me. Jimmy banged me harder and harder, which felt incredibly amazing! When I wasn't sucking Cyrus, I screamed some very wild things, making me admit how much I was really enjoying this. I didn't even say those things with Daniel!

I basically let them do whatever they wanted with me. I didn't even mind that Cyrus had a chance with me too! Even when they called me degrading names, I accepted it, as long as they were happy. 

Jimmy took advantage of my helpless state. He talked me into giving up my anus, though it wasn't like I agreed to it right away! After all, I didn't even let Daniel use it! Anyhow, I regretted it right away as soon as his cock head poked through! He was so big! Despite the fact that he lubricated beforehand, every inch that he gave me made me wish that it'd be done soon. Finally, he managed to fit his entire dick inside me. It was so deep and so wide! He slid in and out of me for what seemed like forever.  

After he pulled away, Cyrus wanted his try. I actually begged him to fuck my pussy instead because my butt was so sore. Neither of the men took up that offer though. Jimmy said that the more I'd do it, the less sore it'd be. In addition, there was a remedy available to help ease the discomfort. If I rubbed my own pussy, it would help a lot. 

It was true. As Cyrus fucked my anus, I felt better while rubbing my clit and pussy. His cock felt tight in me, especially when he rubbed against my walls. It was a good sensation that I had never felt before! Soon, I found myself telling him to fuck me harder! I never felt like a bigger slut than that in my life! 

The end was fast approaching after they pulled away from me and were about to cum. I got down to my knees then Cyrus told me to open my mouth, so I fully expected his cum there. Instead, his first few bursts missed and splattered my eyes instead. I was fortunate to close them just in time, but I hated taking facials! This seemed to give me another reason for hating them. Nevertheless, his follow-up bursts did go into my mouth, in which I pushed it back out with my tongue. The taste was disgusting! He was still cumming and I squirmed away in disgust of his overwhelming amount of loads. However, he unexpectedly yelled at me to turn my 'fucking face' back, which startled me into obedience. I reluctantly let more and more of his hot cum splatter onto me! I just couldn't believe how much he had saved up within him! I was actually impressed, despite being peeved.

After he was done, I started wiping the cum that was on my eyelids and at the corners of my eyes. I commented with some enthusiasm that it was a lot. Jimmy told me that instead of rejecting the cum that went into my mouth, I should've just swallowed it. Afterward, he told me to try it again. I knew what to do.

This time, Jimmy's cum streams went into my mouth and onto my tongue. The warm sensation of it, mixed with the bitter taste and rancid smell nearly made me puke. He, too, came quite a bit, as I held my mouth open to catch everything. By the time everything was done, I was told to show off the load to them and the camera, which I was sure they were impressed with. After being told to swallow, I gulped it down, but the aftertaste remained. I couldn't hide my facial expressions to that. He told me that I'd have to learn to enjoy the taste of it because the disgusted look I gave off would look bad on me. For practice, he told me to clean up the cum that was all over my face using my fingers. Then I had to tell them how good it tasted, even if it didn't! Each scoop that I placed into my mouth, I lied about how good it was! I was either a good liar or they simply didn't care, just as long as I said it. 

They examined my holes. Both were looser than I ever had them. Though there were more lessons to go, they would give me a couple of days rest first. During this time, I wasn't allowed to interact with my husband in any way, until the lessons were done. Since I wasn't seeing him that often anyway, it would be easy. Just before they left, they gave me a sex toy to play with. It was small and purple. I never had used one of these before. While I was very interested about what other lessons they had planned for me, I was uncertain if I should be doing this anymore. I was very distraught with emotions. 

For the whole day and night, my holes were sore. The soreness was a bit of a welcomed feeling since it never let me forget about what happened. Incidentally, it also helped me forget that I had cried over my husband earlier. I had flashbacks of the sex and hearing the groaning of the men. It was wrong and I knew it. Ironically, at the end of the night, I slept very well - far better than most other nights. 

The next morning, I woke up feeling wet and I knew why. It was at this time that I was ashamed. How could I get wet so easily? Even when I had this free day off to do other chores, I kept thinking about the sex! I was looking forward to what they'd make me do next - it was crazy! So, I played with myself, trying to re-live the events, which made me cum. Only then was I freed, which allowed me to have a normal day.

The next morning, I wasn't wet, like the previous morning. I felt a sense of relief that it was just my body's reaction to what happened and it was adjusting itself normally. Furthermore, my holes weren't loose anymore. Then I got a call - it was Jimmy and he was heading over here, as in my place, in two hours!

Truthfully, I had always hated having guests over. It was always tough to accommodate them because I hated making fake small talk. However, this time, I was excited that they were coming over - and so was my body! I couldn't believe how I was acting this way!

When they came over, they brought over Simon who seemed to be just working the camera, instead of either Jimmy or Cyrus doing it. Next, they told me to take my clothes off, which I did, without even questioning them. Next, we set up ourselves in the family room. They had me walk over to the couch to start. I saw that they were taking off their clothes too, but weren't joining me, at least not immediately. A few questions were asked about last time and I answered them honestly. They asked about the toy which I never used. Predictably, they came to join me by sitting on both sides of me. I got them hard with my hands, as I wet-kissed Jimmy while Cyrus rubbed my clit. It really felt good.

Jimmy nudged me in his direction to suck him. Even though it was physically uncomfortable with the way I was sitting, I did it anyway. I bobbled up and down on him, knowing that it would lead to something more. I did the same thing with Cyrus. However, Jimmy asked me to invite Simon in too! 

Simon was a tall, athletic black man. He wasn't a stereotypical gangster looking guy at all, from how he was dressed. Regardless, I had never dated anyone from his race before, yet I was about to suck him in my family room! Before I actually did, Cyrus ordered me to bend over so that I could take his cock too. Soon, everything came flooding back - all the pleasure and memories of the first day. Jimmy was next in line and I let it happen. I felt so good that if there was another cock coming, I would've wanted it!

Simon wanted me to ride him and I was more than delighted. I was going to fuck my first black cock and I told him that! I never thought I'd ever get to do it. Simon said that it probably wouldn't be last one either. He was probably right.

His cock filled me up! I grunted loudly with each hop. I wanted more and more! The way that he grabbed onto my hips also satisfied me. His hands seemed to slam me down with greater force, even though he was giving me his best thrusts. He fucked the hell out of me!

Jimmy was about to fuck my anus. But before doing that, he lubricated himself and my hole. I imagined how it might feel with two cocks inside me, as Jimmy applied the lube. I had seen this being done in porn but again, it wasn't something that I'd ever get to do. I didn't even protest against it, though I was a little scared.

Before I knew it, I felt both of them rubbing inside me! It was a mixture of discomfort and pleasure! I felt so stretched out and full! Simon loved how my pussy snuggled him, though I didn't really know how to control it! After I sucked Cyrus, three men were in me at once! Eventually, all of them switched around and tried out my holes. I had my moments of pleasure, though towards the end of it, I was very sore.

Then, Jimmy had me on the couch and started finger-fucking my pussy! His fingers moved in a beckoning motion, which made all points of contact, with an emphasis on the G-spot. It was very pleasurable, although there were times when I felt like I had to pee! I knew that this was the precursor for squirting, but the feeling felt so foreign to me and I held back. Yet, he never gave up on me and kept telling me to relax. His pulsating techniques were so rapid and precise that it actually made me want to squirt! The build-up was amazing, but the release was even more so! I ended up squirting so much that I made everything wet! Although I'd need to clean my couch and the floors later on, I regretted nothing.

Cyrus ordered me to jerk him off, which I was more than happy to do. I took pleasure in hearing him groan as my hand encouraged him to go further. I made him blast his loads all over my face! The culmination of being slapped with his hot loads, feeling his trembling cock in my hand and hearing his orgasmic grunting, made me feel inexplicably satisfied! 

Next, Jimmy told me to drain him dry but not swallow right away. So, I agreed and blew him enthusiastically. Within seconds, I felt his vibrating cock and his hot loads! Although I didn't think his taste was noticeably better than before, I somehow felt content that it came from him! After he pulled away, I showed off the big salty load until being told to swallow. I gulped it and stuck out my tongue to show that it was all gone! He was proud of me and that made me happy.

Finally, I thought Simon was going to cum right away, but he didn't. Instead, he asked to fuck my tits. Jimmy offered lube for this and I rubbed it everywhere on my tits. The moment that he slipped between me, I loved that feeling of having him so close to me. I knew then that I'd be offering to do more of this later on! After a few minutes of this, he surprised me by pushing me on my back to be fucked in the missionary style!

Even after all that sex, my cheating pussy still welcomed him! Each thrust forced a moan out of me! I wanted more and I wanted him closer. I drew my legs around him. Once more, he wanted my vagina to clamp down on him like earlier, so I did the best I could. Just then, I had the urge to have him cum inside me! Finally, when he did, I felt him twitching! I felt a blanket of warmth cover me, like it was another orgasm! I secretly wished that he could do that to me again, even though I barely even knew him!

They examined my loosened holes and commented how 'sexy' it looked. The cum from my pussy was coming out slowly until they dug it out. I felt the rush of lukewarm fluids going down my backside. I was getting hooked and that scared me. 

They stayed for a little bit to explore my house. After Jimmy asked me where my toy was, I took it out from my drawer. He told me to use it in front of them, so I shoved it inside my cum-filled vagina and fucked myself with it! I found a place on my bed to continue doing it. I did it because I liked the idea of him telling me what to do. I even faked some moans too just to add some entertainment, though I was bringing myself some pleasure anyway, but I wasn't close to cumming. After a while, they told me to suck off the dildo! The smell of it, as well as the sight of the white cum stains drew my attention. Still, I slurped out everything, as they cheered me on! 

Before they left, they told me to rest for a couple of days again, but I didn't need that much time. My soreness went away after half a day and my pussy became tight again. The only thing that didn't change was my sex drive, which was much higher than before! During the waiting time, I played with myself a lot, including using the toy that they brought me because they had specifically mentioned about it before. I started making myself cum a lot more frequently because I started understanding my body more, though I didn't necessarily 'squirt' all the time! Regardless, the feelings were incredible. I was ready for a cock, if there was one around.

On the morning of the third day, I received a call from Simon that he was going to pick me up. He was told to tell me that I just needed to wear something fancy, minus bra or panties! Although I only had a handful of business suits and a few pairs of high heels that were left over from my working days, I was still pleased with my collection. I had myself dressed up and prepared, ensuring that I paid attention to the finest details, including buffing up my short, manicured nails, as if I was going out to a social gathering. 

His dark blue SUV arrived. I went out in my soft pink business skirt suit with white closed-toe pump heels. I peered around the neighborhood to see if anyone was watching me. It was like a sense of guilt, especially looking the best that I could and about to do something nasty!

I saw that Simon was the only one in the vehicle, who motioned for me to sit in the passenger seat. After he complimented me on how I looked, he started driving. Before I could ask where we were going, he started undoing his zipper. I didn't even have my seatbelt on yet!

"Angie, would you mind using your pretty mouth on me a little? I'm really fuckin' horny!" 




The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 03



I whined, "You're kidding! What if people see us?"

"No one's going to see us. Most of my windows are pretty well tinted. Please don't leave me waiting!"

Sucking cock in a vehicle was one of many acts that were way beyond my comfort zone, yet I swooped in on him. The conditions of the roads were not always the best and I felt the bumpiness directly, especially during the times when I went deep on him. And whenever we stopped, I was always nervous that we were being watched. A couple of times, he even joked that a trucker was looking, which caused me to panic! I don't even know why I continued to please that jerk. Maybe I craved to hear him groaning, which he frequently did up to this point. Then he pulled off to the side of the road, urging me to finish him off. 

"Oh! Oh! Yes! You're gonna make me cum! AWWW I'M CUMMING! OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH!"

I felt him trembling as he launched his hot cum into my mouth, similar to that of a volcanic eruption! He held me down while groaning noisily as I gulped three distinct loads. After I was allowed to pull away, I wiped the corners of my mouth and sat back up. My mouth had a strong taste to it but I didn't say a word about it. He resumed driving again by turning back into traffic.

"That was so good, Angie! I've been dying for someone to do that for me. Thank you."

"Well, I'm glad you liked it. Can you tell me what I'm supposed to be doing today?"

He hesitated, "I'm actually not supposed to say, since it's supposed to be a surprise. We're almost here though."

I wondered what kind of surprise it was. It dawned on me that we were in the big city, at an upscale hotel! Simon carried his large athletic bag with him, before he escorted me out like a gentleman. It was like I needed to be protected. From there, I thought that I had dressed perfectly for this environment. The lobby was exquisite and full of guests who were undoubtedly very wealthy. I saw no one that I could recognize.

The front desk handed us the keys and we walked together, seemingly as a couple, to the elevator. 

I asked with concern, "This place is expensive! How are we going to afford this place?"

He smiled, "Don't worry. We've got that covered. You're going to have a great night!"

After arriving to our room, it felt extremely cozy that it felt like home, even though I had never stayed at a room this luxurious before. It was large and quaint. There was one king bed and even a jacuzzi!

Simon cleared off a wooden table and moved it to the middle of the room. After that, he gently put a blindfold on me, which still caught me by surprise, but I tried not to resist. I kept telling myself that I trusted him. 

I playfully asked, "A blindfold, hmm?"

"Oh yes, it's going to be lots of fun."

He wasn't done though. He grabbed some rope and tied my hands behind me.

"...What are you going to be doing with me?"

"Don't worry, Angie! Jimmy really wanted to try this out with you! He's coming soon."

From there, he flattened me forward onto a cold table. I felt as he started tying my feet to the table legs! Soon, I was practically immobile!

"...How long am I going to be like this?" 

He chuckled, "I am interested to see how long you'd last! You're going to be challenged, but I don't want to hear you complain or whine! Do your best to make a good impression of yourself and I'm going to help you out as much as possible to get you through this!"

He caressed my vulnerable clit gently at first. As he rubbed it harder, the pleasure started to swirl. It felt good, so I moaned.

He whispered encouragingly, "That's it, Angie."

Next, he went to finger me a couple of times gently, which drew more excitement from me. I was getting more wet with each passing moment. His touch felt good, but the anticipation made it feel even better! 

I found that the blindfold - and the fact that my hands were tied - seemed to enhance the experience! I could only imagine what would happen later. 

Then, I heard a buzzing sound. It was then directed at my vagina which at first overwhelmed me with sensitivity! The way that it moved reminded me of a hand-held massage machine that I had at home! In fact, after they left, they must have stolen it from me! I had it out on my dresser, but I hadn't used it recently. Regardless, I didn't say anything as he rolled it up and down my slit, which brought me a rush of pleasure! I couldn't control myself.

"Be a good slut like you have been - whatever happens, just do it! This is the goal of the exercise."

Shortly later, the door from behind us opened and I heard Jimmy's voice, though there were other men in the background murmuring! 

"Everyone, this is 'Angie'. She is a loving mom of two and a good wife. Isn't that right, Angie?"

I stuttered, "...Yes."

I was very ashamed and humiliated to be reminded of who I was, but I couldn't turn back now. I was all tied up and my clit was still being stimulated!

He continued, "She's been waiting for you all - just look at that wet pussy! Use her as you see fit, boys! Don't forget to use lots of lube if you're going to use her ass! She likes it there too!"

The men sounded extremely giddy and there was a lot of movement in the room. I was very uneasy but I braced myself for what was to come.

One cock smacked on my lips and I let him through. Soon, my mouth brought him to hardness. He had me deep-throating him later and I did my best not to choke.

The massager was no longer on my clit anymore. Instead, a cock had rocketed into me! My scream was muffled, but it wasn't out of pain! I heard the man laughing at me because of it!

"You're looking to close a business deal, you slut? You deserve the sale!"

I couldn't respond because I was gargling from being mouth-fucked, but, strangely, I didn't mind him role-playing with me. In fact, I was feeling amazing from that cock drilling into me, despite being squished by the strange men. It relieved the sexual tension that I somehow had! I quickly lost track of the men using me as they switched over every once in a while. All of them usually said something humiliating before they entered. They laughed about what my husband would think if he were to find out that I was doing this!

The whole room was very rowdy. It was full of cheer that I was being used like this! When I unexpectedly felt a rush running through me, I relaxed so much that I almost forgot that I had a cock in my mouth! I gagged on it, but recovered quickly.

One difference between a woman and a man is that a single orgasm wouldn't be enough to satisfy a woman! That was something I learned from reading women's experiences with their orgasms!

Strangely, at this time, someone else was stretching out my anus with his fingers! The cold lubricant that was jammed inside turned warm, as it was being evenly distributed by his fat fingers. He repeated this process a few times, which gradually made my anus ring more pliable. After his fingers were out, a dildo was rammed through all the way! It was used extensively while my pussy was being pounded mercilessly! There were times when they left it buried in me and I forgot about it until it was used again or until it was pulled out of me. 

A couple of the men surprised me by ejaculating early. One of them came all over my tied up hands! It was so sticky! The other sprayed his loads over my lower back before spreading it around. It was early because the other men periodically rotated to use my holes at different times. Any of the cocks that lingered around my mouth were sucked to the best of my abilities. Every now and then, the men were considerate enough to artificially lubricate either of my holes, which prevented friction and dryness. For my ass-hole, I felt so stretched out and sexually prepared that I could really appreciate the sensations involved with it! Due to how I was tied up to the table, my cunt and ass-hole were never fucked at the same time. 

I had a number of orgasmic contractions that I couldn't keep track of either! There must have been something about me being completely helpless that stimulated the senses. Even when they teased me with back-handed, degrading compliments, like calling me a hot MILF or a slutty mom, I somehow felt very turned on from that! 

Whenever my mouth wasn't being used, they'd get me to say something that they wanted to hear, which included telling a man that he was a better fuck than my husband. I also got into role-playing with them too. Regardless of what my role was, whether I was a business woman needing to make a sale or being a housewife being pawned off to pay a debt, I participated willingly and had some fun with it. For instance, I begged a man to fuck me harder so that he wouldn't hurt my husband! 

A man who was about to cum told me to open my mouth and I swallowed his warm, bitter load. Some of the men called me a good girl.

Jimmy agreed that I was, in fact, behaving well, so he cut the rope that was around my ankles, but kept my hands tied and my blindfold on. Someone took me somewhere in the room where my shirt was unbuttoned, but not taken off. They exposed my breasts by opening the shirt as much as possible. I was groped and sucked on by them briefly. 

They lowered me till I felt a dick pointing vertically into my cunt. Once my cunt took him in, my hips were met with his hands. The overall feeling was glorious and I began hopping on him energetically. At the same time, I moaned at the top of my lungs!

"AW YEAH! AW YEAH!"

For some reason, he felt particularly good in me. Maybe it had to do with how I sat on him. I could feel my pussy clamping down on him, like it had decided that it was this cock that it wanted! 

However, I was interrupted because the man from behind pushed me slightly forward. I knew that he was going to use my ass-hole, so I kept myself as still as possible to allow him a smoother, easier entrance. Then, I acknowledged his entrance with a grunt. The man below me bear-hugged me, which made feel intimate. As they shuffled in out of me, it felt tingly! Their cocks scrubbed on my walls, causing me to pant loudly. It was only when a cock was plugged into my mouth that I mumbled instead. 

The man fucking my pussy hinted through his body language that he was going to cum soon. I was excited for it and so were the men, as they cheered him on to give me the cream-pie! Then with one thrust involving his entire length, he groaned! Coincidentally, I felt a rush going through me as well! I had cum too! It was such a mind-blowing experience that I didn't realize that the other men, except the one on the bottom, had pulled out of me.

I was helped off the cock. Someone played with my sore clit and I felt the fluids pouring out of me! One of the men fed me the cum from there into my mouth. The men laughed.

One man said, "I wanna fill her up on the balcony! Maybe we can take her blindfold off, so that she can see the nice views from here!"

"Oh god...no... I mean... please...do it quickly!"

"Oh, don't worry, Angie-slut, you'll love it!"

I wasn't thrilled about this at all. I let them cart me towards the balcony because I still couldn't see with the blindfold that was kept on. As soon as I stepped out, I felt a chill. The wind blew in our direction as I heard the busy city noise below. I was bent over slightly, being supported by the cold metallic railing in front of me. My tits were out in the open! At the same time when my blindfold was removed, the man shoved himself into my aching anus!

He fucked me as quickly and as hard as possible. Although I could see the scenery in front of me, I couldn't fully appreciate it. 

"Please... hurry... cum in me now..."

"Tighten that ass for me, you whore! Show me that you really want the cum!"

I did what he told me to do, as best as I could. 

"Hurry! I don't want to be seen here!"

"Aww yeah! Since you want it that badly... here... I come!"

I felt his explosion of warmth inside! He groaned so loudly that I was sure that everyone else knew what we were doing. He stayed inside briefly before pulling out and letting me run back inside. My heels rapidly clattered on the way. I could feel the cum rushing out of me.

Once I was back inside, I was stopped by the crowd. The men were of different shapes and sizes - and not just their body type. In addition, they were a mosaic of different races, including two Asians. I didn't know any of these men! 

I saw Jimmy and Simon as part of the crowd, but they either took part with me earlier or they weren't even involved, seeing how they weren't naked like the others, though they were operating a camera. Cyrus, on the other hand, was nowhere to be found. 

Jimmy asked, "Where are you going? You still have three more dicks to finish off!"

Then the last three men converged on me. One of them easily drove me back onto my knees and fucked my face. He was somewhat limp and wearing a condom. Then, the other men impatiently slapped their cocks on my face, rudely letting me know that they were waiting. The scene was a lot rougher than before, but I stuck with it. I knew it was going to end soon.

Jimmy went around and cut off the rope around my hands. Once I was freed, I automatically stroked the other guys with my hands, until they each had their turn with my mouth.

The man I was sucking on decided to pull out. Though I angled myself towards him and my mouth was wide open, he insisted on shooting his cum all over my face!

I was led up to my feet and ordered to go to the bed. Before I was able to go though, they took off my shirt and skirt that had remained on me. One jerk used my shirt to wipe the cum off! Regardless, both were thrown carelessly around the room. Then, I was specifically told to go on my side. When I did, the guy with the condom took my pussy. Meanwhile, I sucked the other guy simultaneously. Identical to what I was thinking about on the balcony, I hoped to have these men satisfied so that it would all be done with. I was very sore.

The guy in my mouth pulled out and ejaculated his watery jizz onto my face and hair. I acted like I was happy about it. 

As for the last guy, he came inside me. After he pulled out, he took off the condom and showed me how full it was, before showing everyone else!

"I want you to drink out of this!"

So, I took the condom, brought it to my mouth and flipped it upside down while squeezing out the contents! Surprisingly, it didn't taste all that bad this time and gulped it down with a smile.

In a flash, most of the men vacated the room with their clothing and personal belongings, but irresponsibly left behind a handful of used condoms and its packaging everywhere. Despite being very sore everywhere, I started to pick some of them up, but yelled at the remaining men to help. Everyone didn't, except Jimmy and Simon. 

Jimmy asked quietly, "Did you have fun?"

I angrily replied, "That was fucked up! How many men did I end up fucking?"

Simon replied, "Seven, I think."

"Seven?! Have they even been checked for diseases?"

Jimmy said, "Relax. They're our buddies and we do check-ups all the time. Now, I want you to take your cut for tonight."

Before I could even ask what he was talking about, he handed me a large stack of bills after he had finished counting them.

"Here's $1500." 

"You're not serious, right? I'm not a prostitute!"

"You're right - you're better than that. You're a star!"

"No! A porn-star?"

Simon asked, "Would you like to be? You could be making a lot of money!"

"I don't need the money. I'm retired for a reason. Also, my son takes care of me if I need anything."

Jimmy sneered, "So you really don't want the 1500 then? I could use the cash!"

I snatched it from him right away. I counted it again to confirm the amount. 

He added, "You deserve every bit of that, honey. Just imagine yourself getting paid for doing what you love. You love your cream-pies, don't you? Those arguably make the most money!"

I looked at the money blankly.

"...So you're telling me that I'd be getting paid to... have sex?"

"Absolutely. The demand for healthy, beautiful and mature women like you is very high right now."

"How often would this involve? I... this... can't happen all the time, right? It's... very exhausting!"

"No no... there will be plenty of rest periods, like the one you'll be getting after tonight. Besides, you can do other things during your time of rest, like being a fluffer and still get paid, although not quite as much."

"A fluffer?"

Simon responded, "Basically, you'll just be helping to keep the men hard with your hands and mouth, so they can be ready for action for someone else - that's it!"

Jimmy said, "You could also work at home too, if you liked. You can do some webcam shows in the safety of your own home."

I said, "This is all going too fast and too much for me. I'm going to have to get back to you on this."

Jimmy said, "Hey! You can come back to us on this - or anything else in particular at any time. Please do not hesitate. We are always willing to help!"

Despite what they put me through, I wasn't mad at them. I was tired though and needed the rest. After I was properly dressed and cleaned up, Simon drove me back. I took a very hot and long shower, making sure to wash out my filthy and much loosened holes. I saw cum wash out into the drain. I was so dirty!

I slept very well that night - and the next few nights after that. The soreness lasted for that long! Also, for the first time in recent memory, I was sexually satisfied! It was wrong, but it was so right. 

I took some time to consider Jimmy's offer. Having an extra income might be a good thing, but it also meant paying for more taxes. Therefore, as enticing as the money was, I didn't want the extra hassle. On the other hand, the sex was unquestionably incredible. I felt rejuvenated as a woman, but I was still married.

Later that week, I found an excuse to drop by to Daniel's place, in the hopes that I'd show him what I could offer to him now. However, I was turned off after discovering what a mess that he has been living in! I almost couldn't resist cleaning the place, except I realized that he'd just end up wrecking it later. He has been the same irresponsible person that I've known him for. He wasn't going to ever change.

I left his place without doing anything. I went over to a pharmacy store to pick up a few things. I needed to get some body lotion and facial wash. As I walked around, I noticed that a bottle of lubrication was on sale, which I picked up. Then, I saw one medium-sized box of condoms left on the shelf - also on sale. I blushed as I picked them up also.

When I arrived home, I fantasized about how instantly I'd make him cum with my mouth! Then I'd show him the load and swallow it! At the end of it, I'd tell him how ashamed he should be for not appreciating me. It was fun to think about it.

I checked my email and found Jimmy sending me a link of the two videos that we made. I decided that I'd contact him for a porn try-out...maybe I'd try the webcam thing or being a fluffer first...

TO BE CONTINUED...



The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 04



Notes: This will contain actual sex from the son's perspective. 

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Chapter 04: Son's Perspective

After discovering the two amateur-like videos of mom on her laptop, I couldn't imagine what else was on there. However, I'd have to look at it another time. I needed to be focused, as tomorrow was going to be the start of a three-day baseball tournament. Some of the best high school kids from all over the country - and some from around the world - were going to participate.

After meeting a countless number of these kids, both male and female, I was generally very impressed with their skill levels, especially given their age. However, skill wasn't everything as it was about attitude, which could include how they were to treat their teammates and how they respected themselves. It was crucial to remember not to get overly excited. Similarly, it was equally crucial not to overlook a kid too quickly, even if he or she might not have been immediate stand-outs or if he or she didn't do very good. Skill might get someone noticed, but attitude would enable that person to push through the hardest of obstacles - whatever they may be. Not all kids have both. Not all kids had an equal opportunity. 

There were quite a few that were exceptionally talented at baseball as they were with other sports or with other talents. For example, some also played basketball and hockey at a very high level. Inevitably, some had to sadly abandon one sport for another. Others wanted to emphasize on school first - some had very high marks. Whatever path they took, I knew that they'd succeed. They were born leaders.

I arrived to the stadium early and watched some kids practicing and warming up. I couldn't imagine how much pressure some of them would feel playing in front of family members and other scouts. But, it was important to note how a kid would carry himself, given this type of environment. 

I wondered about how mom was able to come to terms with being videotaped. I wasn't sure if she had considered what the men would do with those two videos. They could equally sell it and enjoy it themselves. I had a feeling that if I were to go through that laptop, there'd probably be more videos of her somewhere. It was exciting. Fortunately, I stopped myself from being further distracted. The game was about to start.

After three hours, the thrilling game was over. I gathered up all my notes and headed back to the motel. I was looking forward to seeing what else was on the laptop. I might have smothered my urges temporarily but they had come back. 

I opened up her laptop and looked at the exact porn sites that she looked at, but I made sure to use a private browsing session, so that it couldn't be seen by her. What I saw was that she looked at sites that, for example, featured women being skull-fucked, as well as being gang-banged interracially. In other words, they were sites that I, myself, might have looked at. Then, I decided to see what she actually downloaded. After the two "Training" videos that she made, not all downloads were pornographic at all. Some videos were completely innocuous, like snippets of comedy sketches or news stories. This indicated that she was living a somewhat 'normal' life. On the other hand, there were a couple of obvious porn titles. 

The first one was called "White Wife Dogging". Dogging is a British slang for good old-fashioned outdoor sex. This video was very short and appeared to be a movie sample. The movie was very dark, as the scene took place in some non-descript forest, but night-vision was turned on for it. It featured a mature-looking and fully-clothed Caucasian woman sucking dick near a parked car. It briefly showed her visibly enjoying a couple of positions in and around the car, specifically bending over at the rear of the car and doing it missionary style over the hood. Finally, with her top off, she let him cum over her breasts!

The second video was called "Funnel of Cum in Asian Woman". Unlike the first movie, this one was full length, but it was a lot more bizarre. This one had an attractive Japanese woman, seemingly in her 20s, naked. In the audience of about ten men, she played with herself till she was very wet. After that, she sucked and stroked their dicks till they were hard enough to fuck her. Each man fucked her very briefly in the missionary position, as if they were courteous to each other about the timings. Then, the men pulled out a large funnel. At the end of that funnel, there was a narrow tube which they put inside her cunt. It was clearly discomforting to her, so the men were careful. Eventually, she held the funnel with both hands as the men lined up to jerk into it! One by one by one, the cum had accumulated to the point that it was going to overflow at any moment! They found creative ways to solve that problem though. Finally, after the men were done, she stood up and a stream of cum poured out of her and onto the floor!

It wasn't immediately clear why these videos were downloaded and presumably watched. I searched and found more porn videos, some of which were interracial or gangbang or both. Others had 'rape fantasy' in it. Though I found all of these videos to be appealing, especially given that she downloaded them, she wasn't physically in any of them.

I felt the need to trace her steps. She must have been contacted somehow and I was fairly certain that she wouldn't have met these men on her own or through her friends. So, I believed that she probably met these men online somehow. I just wasn't sure how. Perhaps her email would hold more clues, which I didn't have the password for. Fortunately, I knew just how to do it. I decided that I was going to put a trojan horse onto her computer. From my computer, I'd be able to connect directly to it, which would allow me to help me spy on her or take control of that computer, if needed. 

The next two days of scouting went well. After compiling a bunch of notes, I, along with the other scouts, had to host a meeting with the general manager and his people, to recommend which players to pick. I'd also have to give him trading options too. Once that was all done, I could go home until the next assignment.

I phoned my mom and told her that I was coming back and that I had fixed the computer. She offered to drive me back, which I thanked her for. I was a bit nervous to see her. When we met up, we hugged. I couldn't help but notice her breasts again. In addition to that, she was wearing some light perfume.

"I love you mom." I whispered.

"I love you too, son!"

We arrived home. I looked at the family room that was to my right. I had a brief flashback of my mom doing the dirty with two men here. After she set up the laptop in the dining room, I asked her to see what she thought about it. She replied that it was working a lot better than normal, right after she entered her password into her email. She thanked me and I smiled. I told her that I'd bring the webcam next time and she said it wasn't a rush. Then, I asked her how she has been doing lately, especially with dad. She said that she's been well, but she hasn't talked to him lately. I asked if he has changed at all and she chaffed at me like I was silly to even ask. To avoid the awkwardness, I asked her if I could stay and have dinner with her and she was delighted.

After she did what she needed to do on the computer, she went to the kitchen to prepare. She asked me how I was doing and I told her about the work I did these few days, minus discovering her videos! She told me how proud she was about me. I almost felt bad about putting that trojan horse onto her computer.

I went upstairs, where our bedrooms and study were. I crept into her room, which was open. At first glance, it was very tidy; there was nothing to suggest that she was so kinky. Then I walked up and opened up the drawer that she opened in the second video. I found a half-used, medium-sized box of condoms, bottles of lubrication and a few sex toys! I closed that drawer quietly and looked behind me. She wasn't lurking. So, I went to check to look at her closet. There she had some low-cut one-piece dresses and cocktail dresses that she never had before. I left right away after I heard mom call me down for dinner.

After the delicious meal, I told her that I was going to head back home, which she didn't object to. However, she wrapped up the remains of tonight's dinner and told me to take it home to warm up for lunch. I gave her another hug and left.

Back home, I accessed the trojan horse and it gave me her password! Her password was "calendar12". It probably hadn't been changed in so long. I used it to access her email, discovering that she had frequently been writing to a man named "Jimmy Pearson". There was a lengthy time gap between the online postings and these emails. I decided to skim them all, starting from the earliest.

Jimmy was some kind of a sex counsellor in which my mom had opened up to, although their conversations didn't talk about sex right away. At first, they had some cordial conversation, which helped form a relationship with each other. After they exchanged personal details about each other, including pictures and cellphone numbers, she poured out her marriage life to him in a series of emails. 

There, he suavely encouraged her to use sex to win back her husband. He mentioned that there was a specific way of using sex in which he could teach, at no cost. He said that he could even provide all the teaching materials needed! Regardless, she didn't agree to it. Then, one day, she wrote about how she just got into argument with my dad that she agreed to meet at a pub named "Pony's". Pony's Pub was about a ten minute drive from her place, according to the online map.

After that, the emails stopped! The trail apparently went cold. I took a shot in the dark and looked up his name on a search engine. What I found was that he was a porn director and porn-star that ran a newer production company, named Moonlight Productions, which was a subsidiary to a more well-known porn company, known as "Starlight". Both these companies catered to a different audience. In the case of Moonlight, it focussed on darker and semi-extreme themes, as its name suggested. He had pictures of himself on here and I verified that it was him from the pictures found in my mother's email account. The website bragged that its contents were updated daily and invited newcomers and members alike to check them out. I scrolled down to check out the various episodes that they had. Most of the women were tied up in some sort of way. Some were handcuffed and some were chained. Others had their entire bodies tied up elaborately with rope! I couldn't recognize any of them until I saw a still of my mom in a scene! It was titled "Wife Winnie Offers Herself To Save Husband's Life!" In fact, Winnie was actually her middle name!

The set of sample photos first showed her frightened look, as she saw her bruised, tied-up and gagged Asian "husband", who was wearing only his underwear, held captive by three masked men! In the second photo, that man gave off a helpless stare as she sucked one of the masked men, while the others around her waited for their turn. Next, she was predictably triple penetrated. Finally, the last picture had her smirking with cum all over her face.

I felt like I wanted to watch this movie! Unfortunately, I needed to pay for membership in order to see it, as searches for free online copies of the movie came up empty. I decided to sign myself up for the least expensive option. After I hit submit, I downloaded it and watched it, realizing afterward that the movie wasn't as good as I thought it would be. It was full of bad acting on everyone's part and it soon became a typical interracial gangbang. Because of the entertainment factor, they put her through numerous acrobatic-esque positions, namely holding her upside down to skull-fuck her or carrying her upright to fuck her. Despite all that, I found it boring. If she had become this common slut, I wanted to control her. And that got me thinking - what if I could?

I decided to quarterback a plan. I needed to find out how Jimmy was primarily contacting her, though I suspected it was either by phone or text. I could perhaps look into her phone during the time when I would be visiting. After all, I still had to give her the webcam, but I needed an excuse to stay there longer. So, I activated some of the trojan's features - some of which could produce error messages and other nuisances. After that, I phoned mom to innocently ask if it was a good time for me to stop by to drop off the webcam. She was glad that I called because she needed me to look at the computer again. 

I was in.

I was over at her place now to pretend to "analyze" the computer. She left me alone to do it and I had ample opportunities to look into her phone. That's when I saw the kinds of messages that she and Jimmy were writing. The latest text from him asked if she had been naughty while he was away, in which she affectionately replied, "Always, but not without you. I miss you." Thus, I begrudgingly accepted that the two were more than just "colleagues".

I was reminded of the fact that I was the one who suggested to mom to find somebody who would care about her. On the other hand, I was very angry at the fact that she had fallen for this wily, manipulative man. Before, I normally would've wanted my mom to deserve someone better, but not now. I wished that she'd have so much sex that she could forget about me entirely. 

Then, my twisted thoughts expanded on that "wish". I could text her as Jimmy and ask her to entertain his close friend or friends. I was sure that she'd be more than likely to cooperate. First, I would need to add my number under his name in the address book, but still keep his number in another column. Then, I'd delete my own name from the address book. All of this was the easy part. The hard part was being physically there. I couldn't possibly be there - unless I had help. If she was blindfolded, I could be there - or if I hid inside the closet, which was much less desirable. As for the help, I was sure that the prospect of getting action with her would draw practically anyone - or better yet, they could pay me for the action. It'd help with my rental fees. Maybe I could even get her to suck my dick too or more! Either way, I had tremendous desire to see this go through. 

After I fixed her computer, I was ready to leave. I walked out so fast that she asked me if I was mad at her. I told her not to be silly. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. At the same time, I smirked evilly - she'd never see this coming. Although there was a chance that it could fail badly, I understood the risks, but I felt that I had taken steps to minimize the chance of failure.

I started my texts as Jimmy:

"Hi Angie!"

"Hey Jimmy! What's up?"

She was taking the bait!

"Not much. I've got a couple of close friends in town. Wanna entertain them for me tonight?"

"Sure! Where and when?"

"Thx. Maybe at your place? 1-2 hrs from now?"

"Ok."

"I'll let them know where to find you. Thx again."

"Anything for you! ;)"

And that was it! The first phase was done! 

The next part would be fun. I could find people manually or I could go online and make a posting. I favored online because I felt like I could drum up a lot of interest, in which I could handpick some people. It was also much easier to approach someone too. So, I made a Craigslist posting, advertising that I could hook up the "right candidates", which were men that didn't do drugs or carry diseases, with an attractive MILF tonight. Within minutes, I had a spam of mail from men! They sent me all kinds of junk, from one-liners to dick pics. All of them reeked of desperation, though there were a few replies that were better written. I picked three from the pool and asked them to provide their numbers. I paid no attention to their names. After that, I showed them a picture of my mom. They were to meet me first at the corner of an intersection nearby.

Even before we met up, the three men were very giddy. They were roughly around my age range, though they differed in skin tones and body types. To elaborate, Nikko wasn't very tall, spoke with an accent and had a build slightly bigger than mine; Mandeep was a behemoth-sized local-born East Indian due to his height and belly; and Jamie was black, tall and fit, like a sprinter or a swimmer.

After I told them that they were going to get lucky tonight, they made so much noise that I told them to keep it down. They had to follow these rules: First, they had to introduce themselves as being friends of Jimmy, but make no mention of me, even though I gave them a fake name; secondly, they could have sex with her in any manner they wished, but they'd have to put a blindfold on her, as well as a pair of handcuffs, both of which I had provided; thirdly, they had to wear condoms and could ask her for one. 

Jamie asked, "Why so many conditions, man? Do you know her?"

I lied, "Errr... she's my friend's mom."

The men chuckled as Jamie gave me that nod of understanding.

Then, I told them to pay a donation of any sort. They were reluctant in reaching out a wallet, but they probably didn't want to risk me turning them away. They each gave me 20 dollars, which I accepted, even though it was far less than what I wanted or anticipated, because I didn't want to spoil the mood. When I told them to leave the door unlocked so that I could enter later, they didn't have any problems with that. 

I watched as they rang the doorbell. I heard them greet her and say that they were close friends with Jimmy, which was the signal to let them in. After the door was shut and locked, I could only hear murmurs that faded in volume. I panicked for a split second until I heard the door being unlocked again.

I crept to the right hand side of her house and peered through a window. I saw that she was not blindfolded. With her tits out, she was already blowing one guy, while at the same time, stroking on the others until she gave them their turn. Her jerking movements made her dangling earrings shake violently. Occasionally, she'd make several rounds licking them from top to bottom and vice versa. Finally, she gave everyone a tit fuck too. All of sudden, she got up and asked them if they wanted to take it upstairs. They agreed, naturally. 

I ran back to the front door and snuck in like a burglar. I heard her mumble in the distance. With each slow step that I took, I anticipated nervously of what I expected to find. At the top, I heard her repetitively moaning!

"OHHHH! OHHHH! OHHHH!"

She was naked, bent over and being rammed senselessly by Mandeep. The side of her face was resting on the mattress. Fortunately, she had her blindfold and handcuffs on, so I wasn't worried that she might see me.

Mandeep said, "Awww, your pussy feels so good!"

She seductively asked, "You like how wet and tight I am?"

"Uh huh! You're so fucking sexy, Angie!"

Jamie said, "Damn! I need to give that a try after!"

Mandeep fucked for a good few minutes, which made a lot of flapping noises in the process. After he pulled away, I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom! I angrily motioned him to come my way, which he did. His massive body dwarfed me badly.

"Yo, why aren't you using a condom? We had a deal!"

He shrugged and whispered, "We asked, man - and she was like, 'Don't worry about it. I trust you guys' - what were we supposed to do?" 

I shook my head as I watched Jamie and her having a whale of a time. I couldn't blame any of these guys for not jumping at the opportunity. 

The sounds of her moaning were making me really horny. I wanted to do something about it! So, I pulled down everything and stroked myself. It just so happened that her mouth was vacant and I bravely weaved my way over to her. I lifted her head up, held my breath and guided my cock towards her lips. Unquestioningly, she took me in! And oh god, did it feel good!




The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 04



She was completely oblivious that she was sucking her own son! All those times when I was watching videos of her, she had made me hard for a while. Her tongue flopped around and I could feel the static building up through me! I grabbed onto her head and forced my shaft into her. She didn't gag but her mouth vibrated on me, which forced out an involuntary sigh. I didn't want to stop until I noticed that the other guys wanted to use her mouth too. After I unexpectedly took myself out, she blankly waited for the next cock.

I parked myself in line behind her, reflecting on what I just felt and what I would feel if I were to fuck her cunt? Would it be super wet? 

To my surprise, Jamie pulled out and let me go ahead, which I was thankful for. Then I saw that she had a discrete tattoo on her lower back! It was a small flying white bird, but she was always against tattoos! She thought that they were tacky and pointless to have. Somehow, she had changed her mind on it. I wondered briefly what the tattoo signified for her. 

I scrutinized both her holes. Her ass-hole was microscopically small, as it hadn't been penetrated yet, but I knew that it would be gaped later on, for sure. On the other hand, her pink pussy was loose and wet. There, I saw that her clit hood was pierced with a ring! I placed my hands on her hips and made one daring thrust into that!

There was a grunt of pleasure from her and her cunt muscles scrunched up on me! On top of that, I could feel my cock being bathed with her wetness! For me, the sensation was tingly, mesmerizing and magical! That feeling definitely magnified as I went faster and faster. 

I felt myself drawing out my inner frustrations of knowing that my once sweet and innocent mom being all but gone. I had the drive to unleash it onto her now! I fucked the shit out of her because this was her fault! It was her fault for everything, including making me horny. As if to acknowledge her guilt, her pussy reacted by bearing down on me tightly. Before I knew it, I was at the point of no return. I groaned loudly, losing complete control of myself! My whole body shook and time seemed to stop. Altogether, I lasted maybe five minutes with her or less! I barely had time to get accustomed to her!

I grunted, "AH! AH! AH!"

I swiftly realized then that my voice might get recognized, as my orgasm started to subside! I didn't want that at all! Fortunately, she didn't even notice.

"Damn dude! You fuckin' came inside her!" exclaimed Nikko.

His portrayal of Captain Obvious should have been nominated for the next Academy Awards show. I bit my tongue from saying anything, even when I wanted to. To further add to the difficulty, she turned her head to the side with a sultry comment, "Mmm... your loads felt so warm!" 

I really wanted to tell her how I felt - incredible! Instead, I watched the cum seep out lazily. I spread apart her butt-cheeks and saw that she was pushing the cum out. That's when the cum started making a prison break.

Nikko said, "That's one fucking hot creampie, but I'm not gonna use that hole anymore! It's time to break into your ass!" 

She barked, "Wait! Before any of you use it, use the half-opened bottle of lube that's in the second drawer from the bottom."

Nikko laughed, "So, you really don't mind anal?"

"Why would I mind it? I'm here to entertain you guys. If my ass interests you, it's yours!" 

The men were impressed. He went over to check out her drawer. He was shocked to find the sex toys, lubes and condoms!

"Oh fuck, look at this all this shit!"

She laughed. Nikko gladly spent time lubricating himself. On the other hand, he was less enthusiastic about stuffing his fingers into her bum-hole though. 

Jamie yelled, "Hurry up, man! If you're not going to lubricate her, I'm gonna do it!"

Nikko thrust his lubricant-carrying fingers into her right away. He slid back and forth slightly before wiping his fingers on my mom's sheets. After that, his dick made its push. It didn't take much for her anal ring to give way. She gasped in acknowledgement of his entry. He wisely fucked her slowly.

"Ooohhhh... Angie, your ass feels so heavenly!"

She responded, "Mmm...I'm glad you like it!"

After she said that, he shuffled in and out of her harder too. He used her for a little longer before the other guys had their turns. The bed squeaked a lot. 

They had her go on her side, though nobody used her cream-filled vagina! It was entirely anal or oral. Then, I discovered another surprise. Because I couldn't see her entire frontal side earlier, I didn't notice until now that her tits were pierced with a ring each!

I was watching from the sidelines, thinking about wanting to fuck her again later. I figured that I might not get another chance like this again. 

Unfortunately, time was not on my side. Jamie started cumming first. His plentiful blasts painted her face, yet she smiled it off. I had expected the rest of the other two would be cumming soon too. 

She was still helplessly lying on her side, like a fish out of water. I went over and slapped my cock at her butt-cheeks till I was hard again. Subsequently, I put it into her anus, which was the one hole that I hadn't used yet. I could see and feel that it was well-used. Despite that, she clenched herself to work me up. This time around, I wasn't as easy to cum.. 

Nikko was next to cum, but he did it in her mouth. He had her show the load to him, which made him very pleased. Then, Mandeep uttered that he was going to cum in her mouth too. After he unloaded, I heard her gulp everything. 

"Yummy!", she remarked each time.

Now, the sated men just looked at me, which made me feel awkward and pressured to cum as soon as possible. I took myself out then I pulled her up so that she was sitting at the edge of the bed. I jerked myself in her direction, moving closer and closer to her. I let her suck me for a bit before I took myself out. I was gonna cum and I wanted to see it!

I grunted, "AW! AW! AW! AW!"

She smiled, even though my cum hit her everywhere! I had it on her face, her hair and her breasts. I made her clean me up afterward. 

Then she asked "Hey! You think I could get these handcuffs off now?"

That's when I bolted to get my belongings. I threw the key to Mandeep and ran off. 

Once I had exited the house, I hid in the bushes from across the street. After about ten minutes, I saw the guys walk out, but she appeared not to escort them out. Maybe because she was a hot mess! I left the bushes and caught up to them.

Nikko said, "Dude! Your friend's mom was the best! I lost my virginity tonight with her!"

Jamie agreed, "Yeah, dude. She's a freak! It's too bad we couldn't fuck her all at the same time. 

Mandeep mostly just nodded, but wasn't overly emotional. For a big guy, he sure was a passive one. His size was intimidating, but his personality was apparently much softer.

From the distance, I glanced at my mom's house one more time before I turned to leave with them.

To be Continued...



The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 05



Notes: Thanks for all my readers - specifically JessiWilske and Ali500mph! I hope you all enjoy this latest installment.

Chapter 5 - The Cat's Out Of The Bag.

After I was dropped off at home by Simon, I remembered that I hadn't held this much cold cash at one time since my working days. It's not that I hadn't seen money before, because I've held substantially more money than this; however, I've always dealt with cheques. 

I was nervous about this $1500 for a couple of reasons: firstly, I didn't want to carry so much around, for security reasons; secondly, if I banked it all at one time or spread out in smaller amounts over time, it might seem suspicious! I knew from experience that banks were extra sensitive about withdrawing or depositing 'large' amounts of money. Usually, this meant anything over $ 500. But, I decided to use a bank machine and put in $ 300 dollars. I had a guilty, sinking feeling of depositing money that I wasn't intending to declare for tax, but there was no way that the government was going to tax me for what I did for this money. I had essentially whored myself out for it to seven guys, whether I wanted to or not. The money, therefore, felt a whole lot more personal.

I arrived home safely, with still an excessive amount of money, particularly because I had withdrawn a couple of hundred dollars beforehand for use on groceries. I decided to keep most of the money in a box, in the space between my drawers. I hoped to use it up somehow, before I'd lose them somehow.

Despite being with an outrageous amount of men in one night, I felt very happy that I was continually discovering the raw power of sex and how much it was changing me. I was learning more about myself, but I didn't feel bad. I was past the point of no return and completely irredeemable. I was a wife, with her wedding ring still on, that was uncontrollably wet almost all the time, especially in the mornings. I masturbated regularly, using toys or not. I looked at porn. I almost considered going for a hook-up with a complete stranger, but I didn't want to take any chances with the sexual diseases that were out there, if I could help it. 

Fortunately, Jimmy gave me the amazing sex that I needed, with each frequent visit that he or I made at our respective homes. At this point, he rarely needed to tell me how to do things better now. I made sure that I always did my best. Gradually, he'd stay over for the night on most nights. He'd make breakfast for me in the mornings or he'd take me out for dinners. We had great conversations and had numerous shared interests: he loved cooking and I loved baking, so it wasn't uncommon for us to be in the kitchen together; and we loved to exercise together, as he'd have me do a little bit of lifting, while I made him do a little bit of running. It seemed like we were a couple. 

Although he had mentioned in his first email that his background was in construction, he said he was sorry for deceiving me on what his career was, which wasn't in the construction industry, though that was his hobby, rather than marriage counselling! Regardless, I didn't fault him completely. For all the lies that he told me in the past, I forgave him because of the attention and care that he gave to me now, despite him being some ten years younger than I was. Besides, I could understand the difficulty in telling strangers, especially women, that your line of work was in the seedy business of pornography! I 

Yet, after I was formally introduced to his studio, the relationship felt like it was forbidden or taboo, in the same sense like an employer and employee one. We didn't act out our feelings with each other at work. In fact, I didn't even start out as a 'star', like he declared that I was. Instead, he had me employed as a fluffer, because Jimmy couldn't have a say over who was being casted, but he still wanted me to be familiarized to the industry in general, which could later convince his producers to cast me in! He assured me that I'd 'only need to do it for a week or two'.

I knew what the job involved. As part of the "makeup department" on sets, it was my primary duty to keep the men hard with my hands and mouth, in the background, so that they would be ready on camera for their gang-bang scenes! I was very confident that I could do the job, especially if it was only for a week or two. It'd be fun! 

Actually, I'd end up doing that for two months! When I started, I was gradually adjusting to working with an overwhelming number of penises that innumerably varied in length, girth and appearance. At first, it was fun, as I had expected, but it was also very repetitious and very impersonal. Countless men came and went after using me. Occasionally, when time permitted, I was asked to masturbate in front of them, sometimes using vibrators and other toys. Other times, I helped distribute water and paper towels. There was no doubt that I learned a lot, but I frequently pushed for answers from Jimmy on when I was going to be doing something else, as he had promised. He kept telling me to keep up the good work, as I was being noticed.

Outside of work, our relationship remained strong. We had our date nights. He satisfied my urges all the time. He knew my situation, inside and out – no pun intended. I knew his too, the same. He was upfront about what he was doing. He told me ahead of time whenever he was going to have sex with other women. He didn't need to, considering I knew full well what I was getting into, in knowing him, but his policy was that communication was always better than not. I was surprisingly grateful that he was honest. 

I had doubts about whether I wanted to be in front of so many cameras – and I told him that. It was intimidating and if I had a choice, I'd much prefer staying as a fluffer, even if it was paid less. But because I was good at it, the crew members and producers really talked me into going on camera instead, especially Jimmy, who urged me to try it once. If I didn't like, I could stop, no questions asked, so, considering all the assurances from everyone, I decided to try it, but if I were to do this, I'd want a different name to be used on camera, so I went with Winnie, my much lesser-known middle name. For the paper work relating to employment, Jimmy offered to do them for me, but I'd still have a look first. 

In my debut, in which Jimmy actually directed, I was with one Caucasian man only. In the presence of so many cameras and extreme lighting on me, I had to look comfortable. It helped that I was licked and fingered beforehand by some of the male fluffers. It was finally my turn to reap those benefits! I thought that I was more than prepared for anything that he'd want out of me, except I realized early on that I was only half prepared. 

I was at the center of attention, in the sense that the physical and verbal abuse in the scene was directed onto me now, instead of onto others, like I had witnessed in their films. For instance, he crudely called me a 'useless whore' and proceeded to fuck my face and throat. I survived it with very minimal gagging. He continued his abuse by skull-fucking me when I had my head hanging from the armrest of the couch. As a result, there was a lot of drool and my make-up was messed up. Then he finger-fucked me, in which some water was put into me beforehand so that it would look like I was squirting! He laughed at that and said I'd get his cock soon. He slapped my tits with his backhand and made me call him 'master'. 

Despite all of that, whenever he terrorized my pussy or anus, I actually begged for more, mostly without faking it! He roughly took me in all sorts of positions, from being held upright in his arms to being fucked upside down, and more! I really did orgasm a couple of times in the scene, but not everything that we did was entirely that pleasurable though - that's when I had to do some acting. Nevertheless, I always showed my gratefulness when he wanted me to suck his premium hardness with my hot, wet mouth. It gave me the necessary breaks. And for the final scene, he kept my face buried into the couch as he fucked my pussy doggy-style until he unloaded into me! I loved the entire feeling, particularly being 'forced' to accept his deposits. The cameras humiliatingly captured the cream-pie and the hot cum that was oozing out, in which he'd scoop the latter back inside! Then, finally, my loose holes were, put up for display. It wasn't that I genuinely wanted to be abused, but it was really fun to act out in what I felt was a controlled environment. Thus, the film was completed without too many re-shoots. 

After I came home, I was very sore everywhere. My skin was burning from the slaps and there were some bruises too. Still, I was somehow satisfied sexually. Some of the positions in which I was fucked, particularly the one being carried upright, was forever going to be engraved in my memory. It was wild and exhilarating to be embraced by a man so bulky. 

Jimmy made a visit to check up on me. As he told me how well my shoot went, I gave him head, as well as let him fuck my tits, as per normal. I thought it was going to end there because I had no expectation of doing anything more with him, until he told me that he wanted more, despite acknowledging that I must have been sore! I was definitely sore, but I wasn't going to turn him down for anything. As a result, he rewarded me by using his mouth and tongue! He really brought me into the mood.

He used me for hours – and, fortunately, he spared my anus tonight. In different sex positions, I kept panting for more. I almost forgot that I was sore! I asked if he could carry me upright, just like in the film, and he replicated it very well! My entire body was tensely wrapped around his, as he fucked the shit out of me. After he was tired, he lay on my bed as I rode him till he finished inside me. We kissed until it turned into cuddling for the rest of the night. In the morning, I was very happy, but I had to settle for the fact that he didn't have a whole lot of time to stay, so instead of the usual morning sex, I blew him till I swallowed. I gave him a kiss before he left. I made sure to have sa good rest after.

After the release of my first video, I was given a few more films to work with, but none of which were nearly as extreme as my first video. One of them had me playing a housewife, a role which prompted Jimmy to put my wedding ring back on, for use as a prop. My 'husband', who was played by another actor in a cuckold role, was threatened by some masked men over some money that he allegedly stole that we couldn't pay away. I took off my wedding ring and my crystal necklace, as directed in the script, in an attempt to pay them. The men took them, but they wanted more, so they all had gang-bang sex with me! They mostly finished on my face and breasts. I was obviously given my jewelry back afterward, but I only put my crystal necklace back on. 

Another film had me tied up and blind-folded for a gang-bang, similar to what happened to me earlier when I was first paid $1500. At first, I was supposed to act like I didn't enjoy it, but I wouldn't need to do too much acting before I was allowed to simply enjoy it. I let in several cream-pies, both vaginal and anal, with several facials. 

A third film that I did was a threesome with a man and another woman. She and I were mother and daughter hostages. The script had me begging to offer myself entirely to him, in exchange for her not to be involved, but he was having none of that. It was a fact that I was honestly as straight as an arrow and, naturally, I had some hesitation about kissing her or having my tongue touch hers, during the time we licked his cock simultaneously. Yet, she solved it by forcing a kiss onto me instead! She was so soft, gentle and completely alluring that she was easily one of the best kissers that I ever had, despite her younger age and the fact that she was a woman! Soon, we sucked on his cock cooperatively. I took the time to teach my 'daughter' on how to serve a man better! Then, it came time for me to suck his cock while she licked my cunt at the same time. The way that she licked my cunt arguably rivalled Jimmy's, which influenced me to do the same when we switched places. After we each fucked him in whatever positions that he wanted, he took my cunt one more time and came inside. The pulses of his hot cum were welcomed by me, but her fingers and tongue cleaning out the creampie were even better! The tingling feel from her skillful movements seemed like something that only another woman would understand! After she extracted the cum from me, we kissed each other, sharing the loads of cum in our mouths. The scene turned out far better than I thought it would. 

My relationship with Jimmy suddenly became rocky. We had arguments, sometimes over little things like how he left the washrooms dirty and smelly. I hated having to clean up after somebody else. That was minor compared to the bigger arguments about how he was gambling, something of a concept that I was deeply afraid of. I've had numerous family anecdotes about a couple of relatives losing their entire fortunes, before they chose to take their own lives due to heavy debt. I strongly discouraged him a few times and he knew my reasons. It was that serious of a turn-off for me, but he remained enamored with chasing the money. One time, he really did lose some money – and drove home drunk too. Rather than rub it in, I forgave him, but I promised myself that there would not be a next time. Things were indeed tense until he left town to do some filming. For the first time, I was glad that we were having a break, because it would be healthier for us in the longer run. I still missed him.

Daniel and I may have been living our separate lives for a while, but he had been trying to contact me every once in a while. Every time, I told him that I was busy and he'd never push the issue past that. Now that Jimmy had gone away, I finally answered his calls, to my peril. He wanted to talk about us! 

As far as I was concerned, there wasn't 'us' anymore, but I neglected to tell him that. He seemed completely oblivious to the double life that I had been leading too. We might have been friends at one point, but I increasingly found it hard to respect him. In fact, divorce crossed my mind, but due to the fact that I was making money and he wasn't, it was actually advantageous for me to stay married. I didn't want a re-distribution of wealth, nor did I want him finding out that I was making money, so I kept up friendly terms with him. I know I was being a selfish bitch here.

That was another thing about me. I was thinking for myself now, unlike before. I broke so many of my old rules and I wanted to celebrate that. I came up with the idea of having a tattoo done, which was partially inspired by the fact that most of the women in the industry had one too, of some sort. It was true that I previously didn't like the idea of tattoos because they seemed tacky and something that a person might regret having after, but, to these women, the tattoos symbolized something to them. I had one personal ground-rule though: I wasn't going to get one that was too elaborate. I wanted something clean-looking and simple. So, I had a small, flying white dove tattooed on my lower back. It symbolized my new-found freedom, mixed with a sense of adventure! I didn't regret it after! Nobody would see it unless I had my clothes off. Only those people who saw me would see the real me. I couldn't wait to surprise Jimmy with it!

After the tattoo, I became more adventurous. I started getting some additional piercings. I had some easy-to-remove rings put on my nipples and clitoral hood. I liked the look of them, but I wasn't entirely sure if I wanted to keep them on, especially if they'd obstruct my breasts from being sucked. 

His departure helped reconnect us. He periodically texted or phoned me, and I was quite thankful. I told him that I had a surprise for him to see. I was really proud of that tattoo and hoped that he could see its significance. I strangely wished that I could show it off more. My sex drive was hard to contain - I needed him back. Instead, I settled for watching the very first porn video that Jimmy made of me.

I was a good but naïve wife that wanted to fix my marriage. Jimmy and Cyrus, who I hadn't seen in some time now, provided me with some sex lessons that I hoped I could take home to use. They had me learning to be uninhibited and I started losing control. I was very turned on at the sight of him entering me the first time because I still remembered that moment and everything that I did after, vividly. I played with myself, as I watched the movie. I was so wet. Jimmy was right. I was glad that I had this video, but I wished he were here to fuck me. 

I looked at other porn available on the internet! The more I saw dicks entering a pussy, the more I wished that I was there to receive it. It didn't matter what size for me, though I've been constantly working with some of the largest and fattest dicks. I always loved to the man groaning though. 

My computer was becoming very slow now. I somehow managed to screw it up by going into the different porn sites that had bundles of ads. This was seemingly my source of therapy – the sights and sounds of sex. I couldn't risk having this sent over to a repair shop!

I considered myself a lucky woman because my son had arrived, albeit for a short period of time. He had grown up so much. He had found himself a career – and he was good at fixing computers! I remembered doing his homework with him and enrolling a variety of classes. He had always been a good boy. I gave him a big hug. I loved his embrace, yet I also shamefully wished that he wasn't my son too. I shook my head after thinking that! I pacified my sex drive by masturbating.

After I told him about my situation with the computer, he offered to do it while he was going to his three day trip. He insisted, though I didn't want him too pre-occupied over it instead of his work. Before I knew it, he was gone. It didn't occur to me a day later that he might run into the files inside my computer. I couldn't do anything about it now though. If he found out the true side of me, I wouldn't know what I'd do. 

When he phoned to tell me that it was fixed, I offered to drive him back so that: a) he wouldn't need to travel to get here and b) I wanted to know if he found out about me. I gave him a hug. He told me he loved me, which completely relieved me. I figured that he wouldn't say that if he saw who I really was. Maybe I really dodged a bullet.

We arrived home and he asked me about whether his dad had changed or not since before. I was a little annoyed by that but it wasn't his fault. He asked me if he could stay for dinner and I was more than happy to hear that. I genuinely missed him. When I made food, I was so thankful that he was so close to me now. I had a daughter too, but we had a falling out some years ago. So, he was all that I had. After we finished dinner, we had leftovers and I wanted him to take it to use as lunch. I wanted a part of me to be brought with him, like old times. He left after hugging me and the house was empty once more. Only some sporadic love texts from Jimmy filled the void.

With my computer fixed, I could become my normal self again – whatever that was. Only problem was that when I went to use my laptop, it started displaying all kinds of scary error messages. It must have been some virus that was missed by my son or that it came spontaneously. Just then, my son called me to ask if it was alright for him to drop the webcam over. The timing was too perfect. 

He came to check it out, but once more, I was elated that he was here. I jokingly thought to myself that I might have to trick him next time for him to visit again. Unfortunately, this visit was very short-lived. He declared that the computer was fixed and then turned to leave. I wondered if he was mad at me, but he re-assured me with a hug and kiss on the cheek. 




The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 05



Things finally became somewhat more normal again. Jimmy sent a text to see if I could entertain some close friends of his. I knew exactly what he meant by that and I was thankful that he had me in mind. I was to meet them at my place in one to two hours from now, as he suggested. The whole idea made me hot.

To my surprise, three young men of different proportions showed up. Jimmy must have realized that I particularly enjoyed the company of younger men from the last film that we did. I knelt down inside the hallway and we started from there. The sounds of their groans were a reminder of why I did what I did. It was a huge turn-on that my mouth and hands were expertly making them feel good! I licked their cocks from their balls upward and down, so that it shined with my saliva! Following that, I readily showed them my pierced tits and let them into my cleavage. After they were hard enough, I guided them upstairs.

I took off all my clothes. I spun my body once to let them see my tattoo. Not only that, I bent myself onto the bed and spread my cheeks apart. I told them to fuck my wet pussy. One of the men asked if I had condoms, but I didn't really see a need for them to use it. I told them not to worry about it because I trusted them. Likewise, they could trust me too. Then, they showed me a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold. I agreed to them and then we started!

A cock squeezed through me and I missed that feeling! That man loved how I felt too! I subsequently started talking dirty, prompting him to repeatedly ram the hell out of me, which was what I wanted. I moaned noisily to let them know how good I was feeling! 

After the first cock exited out of me, another went through. Similar to the first cock, it shuffled violently through me. He developed a rhythm on me and I copied it when a cock entered my mouth. It tested my deep-throating skills and I caused him to groan, which was a huge turn-on for me. Not long after, he was replaced. I started to lose track of what was going in and out of me. I only kept hearing the repetitive sound of my bed squeaking. It was the pleasant indication of solid action!

I did recall the third fuck being pretty good too, but I especially remembered him for his very warm load, as he was the first man to do it. The action might not have lasted that long, but I was still happy about being filled. I missed that feeling. The cream-pie, however, seemed to scare the men off, which was unfortunate.

Consequently, the rest wanted to use my anus from this point on, which I agreed to, provided that they used lube. He asked if I really didn't mind anal, as if he had tried with other women unsuccessfully to do it. Unlike those women, I wasn't going to turn him or the other men down! They each took their turns on me and I had no doubt that they enjoyed it. 

I was laid onto my side when one of them indicated that they were going to cum. I smilingly reacted after his sticky streams of cum painted my face! In the meantime, a man impatiently slapped his cock till he was rock hard, before delving into my ass-hole. Shortly following that, I was preparing to take a load into my mouth, which seemed challenging to do because of how I was being shaken. In fact, I managed to take two loads. I don't think that I spilled anything out. I flashed the contents before I sent it down to my stomach!

Now, the last man pulled out of me and sat me up to the edge of my bed. He was going to cum too, but he made me suck him for a bit. He pulled out just in time to hose me with his cum! My face and my breasts felt the blunt of it! I sat there hearing him groan till he was out! 

I then asked to be released from my bondage, which the men approved. I found that there were only three men in the room, though I was absolutely certain that there was a fourth. When asked about him, they said that he had to leave. His exit was very suspicious and I hoped that I could find him if I looked out the window right away, but I didn't see anyone. He probably was long gone now. Because I didn't want to walk around the house like this without a shower, I let them leave on their own accord.                        After I heard the door close, I looked at the window one more time to see which direction the young men were heading. Then, out from the bush, I saw my son talking to them! Oh no! Just before he turned my way, I hid for a good ten seconds. I was breathing heavily, praying that he didn't see me. Then, I crept back and saw my son walking away with them into the distance! 

I thought to myself, "What if he were to find out everything about me? I wouldn't know how he'd react – he'd probably be devastated!"

Then, I realized that he might have been the one to set me up! I thought that I was talking to Jimmy, but no! It was my son's number registered under Jimmy's name! 

I hopelessly sat on the bed naked, with cum drying on my face and body. The feelings of shame, humiliation and anger stirred up in me. I was mad that he had devised such a trap on me, but if I wasn't so emotionally weak, I wouldn't be in this spot. I wouldn't have fucked so many men and be addicted to sex. Now, I didn't know how I'd ever face my son again. I was to blame – but, if he knew about Jimmy, he must have known about everything else. Why didn't he say anything? Why did he still say that he loved me and then trap me? I needed to know answers.

Calling his number would technically be calling 'Jimmy' and logically, it would tell him that I was onto him! This wouldn't help the situation. I couldn't afford to have him run away – I just needed to talk. However, the option of texting was still available. I'd just pretend that I was texting Jimmy, so that's what I did. 

"Hey babe! Thanks for the fun tonight! When can I see you again?"

It was much more difficult to write a message like that this time around. To my surprise, he wrote back!

"Soon, my dear. I heard you were good today!"

I replied,"Of course! They were good too!"

"Would you be interested in entertaining more people, say, tomorrow?"

"Of course!"

"I'll let you know details asap. Thx."

Admittedly, this conversation was getting a bit out of hand, even by my standards. This was my son that I was talking to! How could he knowingly carry on this talk with me? I thought about the other night. My son must have been here in this room the whole time. He must have been the fourth man, but there was no way of me knowing! All I knew was that I had a good time. I knew it was wrong but I was really turned on at the idea that he participated, but didn't want me to know. If only he knew how I felt...

In the morning, I was wet once more. I played with myself, realizing that today, I might be getting some action and my son might be involved, one way or another. If he'd show up, I could then pull him aside and talk to him. Impatiently, I texted him and asked if anyone was visiting today. To my disappointment, he said that he was still working on it. So, I came up with an even bolder plan. I lied that one of the young men from last time was outside my door and that I was going to let him in! That should do the trick in grabbing his attention! 

I went back downstairs. I assumed that if he was going to be curious and visit, I'd only have about twenty minutes to set up. I started by making a trail of my clothing that I took off, one by one. It was going to lead from the front door to the base of the stairs. Before going back upstairs, I went to unlock the front door because I wasn't sure if my son still carried my keys around with him or not. 

It was an agonizing wait to see if he'd show up. I kept looking at the time but that never helped. About twenty five minutes later, I heard the front door open. I heard footsteps, but no voice was heard. Just then, a part of me was worried that it could be a burglar! I ran into my ensuite bathroom to hide. I closed the door leading to my room, so that I could hear if someone was coming.

When I heard that door open, that person would only need to turn left and open the last door to find me inside. I quickly wrapped a towel around me, as if I was about to take a shower. The door opened rapidly and it was my son standing there! I was very relieved that it was him but I was pretended to be scared.

"What are you doing here?!"

He dumbly answered, "Umm... I.... umm..."

"Look, it's no accident that you're here. I want to talk to you."

He stammered, "Mom..."

"First, I want to say... I love you. I always have and always will! Second, I'm not mad. Really, I'm not. By now, you've probably figured me out, haven't you?"

He nodded hesitantly. I swallowed a gulp of nervousness. I was steering a rocking boat in a stormy ocean. 

"Sweetie, let's talk in the bedroom first." I sat down on the bed, inviting him to sit beside me, but he preferred to stand up instead. 

"Are you mad at me?"

"No – well – maybe a little."

"Can you tell me why you're mad? I want to know."

"It's mostly because you're having sex with everyone. You weren't like this. What happened?"

"Okay.", I paused. I took a deep breath and continued. 

"Before I met Jimmy, I was looking to fix things with your dad. He had been cheating on me practically since you were born, as you already know. I stayed with him because I didn't want to break up the family."

He interrupted, "I know mom – I know all about that!"

"Then you might not know that Daniel and I had an argument, in which he told me that I could sleep around, just as long as he didn't know."

"Mom, you didn't just listen to him like that, did you?"

"No, you're right. I didn't. I tried everything that I could've thought of to please him, but your dad wasn't going to change. Then, Jimmy changed everything for me. I was supposed to use what he'd teach me on your dad. That was my plan anyway."

He bluntly retorted, "Instead, you fell in love with Jimmy."

"It wasn't that simple!"

"Then, what are you doing with him now? I saw your phone's texts. I also know that you're in one of his films! You said you'd do anything for him and you've demonstrated that!"

"Honey..."

He interrupted, "Don't you see that he doesn't really love you? He has only been using you for sex! You're just a slut to him!"

"...You're right."

He stopped talking. Though he was looking at me, I couldn't look at him back. 

"You're right. I am his slut, but he taught me to be like this! I can't stop thinking about sex now!"

"I know, mom."

I started crying, "I never wanted it to be like this, especially with you finding out. I'm ashamed to see you! I've failed as a mother!"

"I love you, mom."

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. He knelt down as if his lowered position would help me understand.

"I know that you've always tried your best to make Dad happy but he never appreciated you. I love you, Mom!"

He actually moved in and gave me a hug! I couldn't believe it! I returned the hug very happily.

I asked, "Did you... watch me the whole time that you were here?"

He slowly responded, "I did... more than that."

I pulled away to look at him, but not out of disgust. 

"I figured so much too. How do you really feel about me? Be honest."

He stuttered, "You... make me really horny."

I remained sitting down but I took off my towel. I showed my naked front to him, which ensnared him into surprise.

I gently commanded, "Touch my pussy for a minute."

I spread apart my legs and let him rub his fingers around my vagina. I hummed slightly before he pulled away.

"You're wet!"

I nodded, "I was wet from thinking that I'd be doing something with you."

He incredulously looked at me, "W-W-W-HAT? So, does that mean that...?"

"Yes, sweetie."

He stood up and took off his pants in a flash, but he kept the rest of his clothing on.

I asked in a sweet tone, "Do you have somewhere else to go? It's more comfortable naked."

I waited patiently as he listened to me. His cock was partially erect, so I decided to stroke it.

In seconds, he became hard really fast! I smiled at him as I stroked him more aggressively.

"Do you feel good, honey?"

"Uh huh!"

"How about this?"

I moved in and devoured his cock!

"OH FUCK! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!"

I pulled away slightly so that I could look at him with each head-bob that I made. He looked down with a smile. I took him out and started licking his spout and down.

I stopped briefly, "I remember when I used to wash this for you!"

"Oh mom..." 

I went back to sucking his cock and I felt him caressing my hair. It felt so good! I went faster and deeper. I showed him my deep-throating too. I loved hearing him groan! I hummed seductively in response. 

After a while of this, I stopped with a pop, "I see that you've turned into quite a man now! Do you want to do more?"

Of course he'd say yes. I lay on my bed and spread my legs apart. He moved in and swatted his heavy, erect dick at my vaginal lips. The brimming electricity of pleasure and anticipation were growing in strength! Then, he leaned forward and slid the rest of his shaft into me! I moaned!

"OHHHHH.... baby... I can feel you inside me!"

"You're so fucking wet and tight, mom!"

He started to thrust me like a man, causing me to scream for more!

"OH YES, BABY, YES YES!"

I wrapped my legs and arms around him, like a lover. He fucked me harder, just like I wanted. His cock felt so good in me and I reactively squeezed him as hard as I could.

"OH FUCK, MOM, I'm going to cum!"

"Do it, baby! Cum in me!"

He grunted! I felt his hot cum filling me. His cock twitched repeatedly too! Our combined body heat felt like an inferno! The sex was all too short but it was still fucking great. As he pulled out, I followed him to suck his cock cleanly. 

"You're going to have to work on your stamina, kiddo! I'm going to fix that for you!"

He argued, "Give me a few more minutes and I'll be ready for another round!"

"Hmm...let's see if I can speed this up!"

I returned to sucking his cock again, so that his cock wasn't allowed to go limp. I hummed noisily while playing with my pussy to excite him. 

"Turn around and show me your fucking pussy!"

His dominant talk came out nowhere, but it was great! I turned over and rested my head on the firm mattress. I reached back and showed off my wet cunt to him. 

"Fuck me some more, sweetie! You like how my pussy looks?"

I felt some of the cum leaking out but he stuffed it back inside with his fingers at first. Then, he forced the cum that tried to roll back out by using his firm cock. He gripped onto my hips afterward!

I mumbled, "AWW YEAH! AWW YEAH!"

He didn't go too fast this time, but focussed more on the thrusts. During that time, I felt his cock stirring up the cum that was already inside me.

"Give it to me deep, baby! OH! OH!"

While pumping me, he softly asked, "Did you like it when I came inside you last time?"

"Oh, baby, I did! I didn't know who gave me such hot cum, but I am really glad that it was you!"

"When did you get your tattoo and why did you get it?"

"I had it done sometime after my first film. I know...I know... tattoos were something that I was always against, but you know what? It was time for me to do something radical for me. Anyway, the tattoo celebrates my freedom and my desire for adventure. I don't regret getting it, especially since it's not too big."

"I like your tattoo, mom. I only want you to be happy."

"Thanks, sweetie, but I'm really happy that we're here together, right now."

Our pace picked up again and we focussed on just the sex now. After a while of this, he said that he wanted to cum – again! Cruelly, I told him to hold it!

"Don't cum just yet! I'm going to ride you, so we can do this a bit longer!"

He rested on his back as I lowered into him, facing in his direction. Each hop squeaked the bed, but he was able to keep going, as I had expected. I loved the feeling of him rubbing my walls, but I enhanced it by rubbing my clit too. 

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Your cock feels so good!"

"Mom, you're going to make me cum soon, if you keep this up!"

"No, not yet! Wait till I cum first!"

I rubbed my clit more intensely. I used my hips to grind him too. The pleasure was magnified. As long as I kept this up, I was going to be on pace to cum on him!

"Hang on, sweetie. Just a little more!"

The orgasm was impending. The waves started to rise higher and higher. My moans were more frantic. Then, I let out a huge release!

"OHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm cumming on your cock!"

"Can I cum now?"

"Yes, baby, yes! Cum in me!"

He grunted a few times, leading to his release too! 

"AW! AW! AW!"

I leaned forward to him and slowed my pace down to a crawl. I smiled at him, up-close.

"Mmm...that was good, wasn't it?"

"No, that was amazing, mom!"

I moved in slowly to kiss him passionately. By now, his penis had softened up and slipped out on its own. 

Later on, I did a full rotation, so that my body was pointing the other way. I slurped up the juices on his cock. In exchange, he dabbled a bit with my cunt. The cum dripped endlessly onto his face! He seemed a bit uncomfortable with it at first, but he, at the very least, pretended to enjoy cleaning me out. 

I teased him, "One more round?"

He laughed, "Are you serious?"

"No, I was just playing! Want to take a shower together?"

We spent some twenty minutes or so in the hot shower. We kissed some more. I intended to stroke his penis to clean it but I actually made him hard again. I looked at him devilishly before going to my knees. 

TO BE CONTINUED...



The Laptop Surprise of My Mom Ch. 06



Author's Note: This one's not going to have quite as much sex as other chapters, but if you like a twist or two, you might like this one. Who would you like to see in the seventh chapter being narrated?

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After departing from my mom's place, I wanted to gauge interest of the three men and whether they'd want to come back. If they did, I had to make sure that I was the 'middleman'. I'd have a sense of control over the situation and I could try and raise the price. The one major flaw in this plan was the worry that the men could individually or collectively show up directly to my mom's place, without any notification. Knowing my mom, she'd probably bang them just the same. There'd be no way for me to stop it without the proverbial 'cat out of the bag' happening. The end result was that they'd want another round later - no surprise.

After we separated, I went home feeling very drained. I had just shot two much needed loads and it was appropriately directed at the source - my mom! I couldn't help but hear her mumbles and moans in my head. I hated her for that. Why was she causing me to feel this way? I shouldn't be fantasizing about my own mom!

After sleeping exceptionally well the night before, I woke up with a text from my mom! However, the message made me realize that she was still texting 'Jimmy'. She told me that she had a fun night with the group. It nearly froze me when she wanted to know when she was going see 'me' again. I had no idea what to say, so I told her that it would be soon. I tried to deflect the conversation elsewhere by asking if she wanted to entertain some more - and, predictably, the slut that she was, she ecstatically agreed. Maybe I'd have her go through a train. I could make even more money. I saw no likelihood that I could ever confront her about what I knew. She'd be horrified and I wouldn't blame her. She probably wouldn't speak to me again. 

I wanted to think of another way of replicating the scenario like last time, but I'd need to blindfold her again. The chances of her agreeing to do that again were probably high, but there's a chance that she'd want to have sex without it too. I strongly considered calling those men that I met, Nikko, Mandeep and Jamie, to come over, along with some other random folks. 

She, however, interrupted my train of thought. She texted to see if there was anyone coming today or tonight - and I told her I was working on it, which was the truth. I didn't think that it'd be that much of a rush for me to organize something immediately. I was sure I could get something done within the hour or two. 

Unfortunately, she texted that someone from last time was coming over and she was going to let them in! What the fuck? I was afraid of this situation. I gathered my stuff - and her house key that I had properly stored away - and drove over there, as soon as I could. It'd take at least 15 minutes or so. During the drive, I was infuriated at how this was happening. I was going to storm inside that house!

Once I had arrived, I didn't notice any strange cars parked anywhere - not that it would've mattered because those men had come by foot last time, perhaps by bus. I crept around the exterior of the house to peer through the windows. I saw her clothing individually scattered, in a form of a trail. I had to go inside! 

I went back to the front door and tried to open it, realizing that it was already open. I snuck in and closed the door as quietly as I could. I followed the trail like a detective. Piece by piece, I saw it lead to the base of the stairs. I walked up the wooden stairs as quietly as possible, but there was no avoiding that creaking. The door to her room was closed, as were all the other doors. I put my ear to her door and heard nothing, which prompted me to open it up. From there, her room was predictably tidy, but no one was there. I saw the door leading to her ensuite bathroom closed. I walked up and tried to listen in - hearing nothing! That's when I impulsively opened the door, finding my mom wrapped up with a towel around her midsection. She was not expecting me, apparently!

When it came time for me to answer why I was here, I couldn't come up with any response. I was distracted at the fact that she was staring at me and that she was naked underneath. But, the surprise was that she wasn't really surprised that I was here! In fact, she had planned my arrival! She told me that she wanted to talk, since she knew that I had figured her out, but she wasn't mad at all. She told me that she loved me! She suggested that we'd talk in the bedroom. I didn't know what to think! My emotions were like mixed salad. Well, at least, she wasn't mad at me for setting her up! 

I made room for her to walk out with the white towel on her. She took a spot on the bed, even suggesting that I could sit beside her, but I just remained standing. That prompted her to ask if I was mad at her. I told her how I was feeling, that I was a little upset at her, which she seemed to expect. I had some questions for her, like why she was fucking around!

She gave me a fairly shortly explanation regarding my dad, which I already knew. I was on her side. She told me that there was something else that I didn't know about - my dad had told her to go sleep around, but that was a poor excuse to go out and degrade herself. She agreed, though she said that she had tried everything to get my dad to change. I believed that. He was always so stubborn, but I was still upset. I asked why she had to fall in love with Jimmy. He was just using her for sex and she was just a slut in his films! 

I was about to go on a tirade until she softly whispered that I was right. She admitted that she was 'his' slut, but that Jimmy had changed her that she couldn't stop thinking about sex. She started to cry. She never wanted me to find out like this. She was ashamed to see me and that she had failed as a mother. 

I softened up. I told her that I loved her. Although I was mad at her, I didn't want her to think that I was going to ditch her. She was all I had for family - plus it didn't hurt that I was currently the sole recipient of the inheritance when she dies. But I wasn't that I was after her money though; I wasn't that ugly of a person. I wanted to take care of her, like she had taken care of me. 

I hugged her - and she returned the hug. I was so thankful for this moment, regardless of how long that it was going to last. It was inevitable that we had questions for each other that could've very well destroyed our relationship, yet, that wasn't what happened! For example, she asked me to reveal how I felt about her, with the emphasis on honesty. I told her that she made me horny. She pulled away to look at me, but it wasn't out of disgust. In fact, she took off her towel, allowing her pierced melon-shaped breasts to be put out on display! I was shocked, but more so that she told me to touch her pussy!

I went for it and she even spread herself apart. I felt the wetness and I commented to her on that! It turned out that she had been wet over the idea that I was going to do something with her! That was something that I would've wanted to hear, but I still couldn't believe it! It was completely real though.

I started getting my cock out, but she told me to take the rest of my clothing off instead. After I did that, she took control. She stroked me, asking if it felt good, which it did! My mom was making me hornier and hornier! She continued by sucking me too! Oh my god! It was so good!

Next, she wanted me to put it inside her wet, waiting pussy. The moment that I slid it inside, I looked deeply into her warm, sultry eyes. She was so excited about feeling me! I fucked her as hard as I could. The tightness and wetness made me cum right away though. After I came inside her, I pulled away and she dutifully cleaned me up with her mouth. But it didn't end there. 

She didn't let me go limp. She sucked me off while making noises as she played with herself. Despite cumming like that, she prepared me for more! As a result, it brought out the more direct side of me. I demanded to fuck her doggy-style. Once she had complied, I easily squeezed through her! During this time, we talked as I took a slower pace than before. I asked about the significance of her tattoo, since it was right in front of me. After I heard that it made her happy, I approved of it. I really did. Besides, the art was superbly done so that it didn't look trashy. Mom was a free woman to make her own choices.

When I decided to fuck her harder, I heard her panting and moaning so much that I wanted to cum again! Only, this time, I wasn't allowed to do so. She said that I'd need to wait until she came! I secretly loved how I was being forced to wait.

She decided to ride me this time. This position allowed me to control my urges a bit better, but it was still hard to resist. Yet, I did the best I could to hold it off until she came and she did! I felt her pulsing muscles on me, but I was about to cum too! I shot my much anticipated load inside! It was amazing, to say the least, which was topped off by a make-out session.

We took a hot shower together, where we kissed some more. Her hands were still on my cock and I became hard once again! Once more, she blew me, but not before giving me the sexiest look that I had ever seen from her! As she was taught well by Jimmy, her tongue worked her magic on me. She worshipped my balls too, which felt heavenly. At that point, I wasn't mad at Jimmy! Though it took me a longer time to cum, the third time seemed to feel better than the second time! It was brought out by her hands, letting me shroud her cute face and beautiful breasts with them. After that, we washed each other's stickiness off and exited together.

I watched her as she dried herself with the towel. Her hair was wet and her make-up was all but washed off. She was still the prettiest woman to me. 

"Mom, you're so beautiful. I love you so much."

She looked at me with a modest grin, "I love you too. I'm glad we...got through to each other. You won't be lying to me again, right?"

I shook my head.

"Good. I'm going to need you to reverse what you did to my phone and computer."

"I already fixed your computer though. I'll just do the phone now. Are you really going to be seeing Jimmy again?"

"Yes. Why not?"

I stuttered, "Well..."

"Hmm?"

"...how do we explain what we have here?"

"What do you mean?"

I was annoyed at how she was questioning me. It was like she was acting stupid. Nevertheless, I didn't want to risk anything by asking a question that I didn't want the answer to, so I had to divert the conversation into a safer direction. 

"...Can we do this again later?"

"Yeah...of course."

I nodded, as I fidgeted with her phone, restoring it to when it was before. I put my number back in as well.

"Listen, I want you to promise me something." 

I looked at her as she was getting dressed.

"Please promise me that you won't spy on me again. I need to know if I can trust you again, okay?"

"I promise, ma." I wasn't even sure if I could keep this promise.

She added, "I know it's a lot to ask of you, but I want you to try and keep that. It's very important. It's also not the healthiest thing to follow me around. You have a girlfriend, don't you?"

"No, ma. I don't know how I could get into a relationship. I'm too shy."

"Well, you're going to need to try. If I could do it, so can you. Besides, you're a handsome, sweet man. You just need some confidence, that's all."

I felt like she was pushing me away at this point. It was just then that her phone rang. I threw it to her like it was a bomb. I left the room to give her privacy. It seemed that I had to go now anyway, so I went back in and waved at her. She did so too, but she was obviously involved with her call. I wondered who it was. I walked out of her house feeling very uncertain about myself and her. I knew I should've kept my mouth shut.

TO BE CONTINUED...