When I was very young, I was taken away from my natural parents and adopted by a youngish couple. From what I had heard about my parents over the years, they seemed to be absolute nut jobs that cared more for drugs than they ever did for me. Thankfully the government intervened and managed to find me a loving home and family where I was the only child.
Although I was in a stable home, it did have its own problems. I never really noticed when I was younger but it certainly started to become a common occurrence through my teens that my father was never really around. He would always be at work or at the bar and the only real times I’d see him would be at dinner as that would be the only time he’d be sober. Of course, I started to grow distant from him due to his alcoholism.
On the other hand, my mother was always there for me. She would comfort me when I was struggling to cope with something, whether it was a bully at school or illness dragging my mood down. She was always there when I needed her unlike my father. As a result, my bond with her was much, much stronger and I felt as if I could ask her anything in the world and she would give me a straight answer.
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I was a senior in high school, I wasn’t exactly the coolest guy in school but then again I wasn’t a loser, I was just that guy in the middle of the social ladder. I had never really had trouble picking up chicks but I was the kind of guy who wanted more than just sex. I wanted to have a little bit more going with a girl, a real commitment and eventually marry after school and college. However, I had landed myself a date with a smoking hot girl for prom night. Getting laid on prom night was like an American tradition, the only issue was, I had no idea what I was doing. Sex Education might have taught us about the anatomy and the birds and the bees, but it didn’t really tell you how to be good at sex.
All week my mind was on one thing, how I could impress this girl. She had to have had some kind of experience; then again, any experience was more than me. My friends told me that girls like them big, which was completely out of the equation as I hovered around the six inch mark, and yes, I measured. I needed help and quickly, I needed to learn some moves and get a little bit of flair behind me if I were to have any shot of having love with this girl. If I could only fuck her for twenty seconds then she’d be disappointed and I’d be the laughing stock of the entire class of 1998. Every reunion I’d be reminded of being the two pump chump champion and I’d never live it down.
The day before the prom, I was extremely nervous about it. I knew what little reputation that I had would be gone immediately if I couldn’t impress this girl. She’d tell her friends, then her friends would tell their friends and on and on until everybody in the whole county knew. Every single one of my classes whizzed by in a flash, making it feel as if life was setting me up for the obvious blunder that was going to happen the following night.
Crowds of kids ran towards the buses wanting to get home as quickly as possible whilst I sauntered along, wanting the day to never end. Just as I reached the bus, I was pulled back by one of my friends.
“James, watch this man, it’ll teach you a lot if you’re still hung up on that chick,” Ryan, my best friend said as he passed me a tape secretively.
I looked down at the video in my hand and read the title. Realising what it was, I immediately hid it in my jacket as Ryan ran to his bus, leaving me to board my own. On the way home, I kept looking under my jacket to read the title and imagine what it would be like. I’d never even seen a woman naked before let alone seen one getting fucked. It certainly intrigued me, a lot.
I took one last peek at it as the bus pulled up outside my house. Quickly I ran to the door, without stopping I rushed in, slamming the door behind me and running upstairs. I made my way to my room with the tape in my hand, I wanted to watch it now but it would be too risky with my mom somewhere in the house. Shutting my door behind me, I sat on the bed, still admiring the tape. It was as if I had the Holy Grail in my hands and I just couldn’t turn away.
“James?!” mom called as she knocked on my door.
“Yeah?” I shouted back as I slid the tape under my bed.
“May I come in?” she asked.
“Sure,” I replied with sweat beginning to form on my forehead.
The door slowly opened and I saw her smile as she entered my room. She was such an elegant lady. Her long brown hair traipsed down over her shoulders and her dark eyes gleamed with the sunlight that was pouring in through the window. She was only a petite woman but she definitely wasn’t a pushover and I knew how harsh she could be.
“How was school?” she asked.
“It was okay, nothing much happening now that it’s almost over for the summer.” I replied as I leaned back on the bed.
“Prom night tomorrow, are you excited Jimmy?” she chuckled to herself, “My little boy is growing up so fast.”
“Yes,” I replied sharply, “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you about that mom.”
“Go on, what is it?” she replied with a concerned look on her face.
“Well,” I started as a knot began to form in my throat.
“Well?” she questioned.
“I need some advice on…” I said hesitantly.
“On?” she questioned again.
“Sex,” I mimed to her.
Her eyes almost popped out of her sockets as she looked at me. Immediately I regretted asking for advice as she completely shook off the question. It started to make the cogs turn in my head, she completely disregarded my advice request, I was adopted and she had no children of her own. I never really asked her why she never had her own children.
“Mom, why did you never have kids?” I asked curiously as more and more questions filled my head.
“I just never wanted kids,” she replied nonchalantly as she tried shaking off the entire conversation.
“But you adopted me so why wouldn’t you want your own kids?” I poked a little bit deeper.
“I’ll see you at dinner James,” she said in a slightly lower tone.
She left the room in a hurry, leaving me with a bewildered look on my face. I paused for a few moments in confusion before closing the door again. I grabbed the tape from under my bed and placed it next to the VCR player for later on. The next couple of hours seemed to go by extremely slowly as I waited for dinner to be prepared.
I could hear the pots and the pans banging in the kitchen below. My mom had always tried to make as much noise as possible when making dinner. Slowly, the smell of delicious food began to flood the room, making my mouth water and my stomach growl. As I basked in the wonderful ambience of dinner, I heard her come to the bottom of the staircase.
“Dinner’s ready James,” she bellowed.
In a flash, I jumped up from my bed and made my way to the top of the stairs. The hallway was filled with mouth-watering smells. My stomach growled once more as I took the scent in. I started to make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen where a marvellous meal was sat on the table for me. It looked like it was just dinner for two as my father was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s dad?” I asked as I sat down.
“Where else but the bar?” she replied as she took a sip of wine.
“Of course,” I responded as I rolled my eyes a little.
“Well we don’t need to worry about him, we have food, and he can have his cold when he gets home.” She snapped slightly as she put the glass down.
Mom always tried to be strong but I could tell she was deeply hurt by my dad not showing up for dinner. Tears were in her eyes but she wasn’t letting them go, especially not in front of me. I didn’t make too much of a fuss about it because I knew how she could get when she was upset. Instead, I began eating my dinner with her following suit. Talking was minimal between us following the earlier events, but I did manage to sneak in a compliment about her cooking.
Once we had finished our food, we sat there in an awkward silence. Our eyes barely made any contact and when they did it, we quickly looked away. I couldn’t understand why she was so defensive about sex. I thought I could ask her anything but it turned out, I was wrong, I could ask her anything except anything sexual. With no sign of my dad, she sighed loudly and started to clear the table. As she placed the empty plates in the dishwasher, I quietly walked back to my room.
As I closed the door behind me, I could hear mom cleaning the kitchen up which gave me some kind of go ahead.
Her gaze was mesmerising. She was truly beautiful and oddly enough she looked remarkably familiar, maybe an actress that I had seen in some of the magazines I had stashed away. Her breasts were small and pert but complimented her slender figure perfectly. Each of her dark areolas made her nipples stand out against her lovely sun-kissed skin. The camera shortly panned towards her gorgeous pussy, allowing me to see her labia surrounded by a small and well groomed bush of hair. The camera zoomed out as a muscular man came into frame.
I watched in awe as she placed his cock between her lips and began swallowing his length. I couldn’t help but begin masturbating at the sight of her mouth been full of cock. With one hand on the remote and the other on my dick, I fast forwarded to see the part I was most excited for. As I hit play again, I started rubbing my dick once more as I watched her riding reverse cowgirl in the video. What a sight it was. Her tits were bouncing on her chest and her pussy was taking his entire length. I could just imagine it being me which sent me into bliss.
I was getting closer and closer to orgasm as I watched the petite girl in the video getting nailed. All of a sudden, the door burst open, letting light flood into the room with the silhouette of my mom in the middle. I quickly hid my penis and struggled to find the eject button on the remote. Accidentally, I hit pause and looked over at my mom. She was frozen with shock as I laid on my bed. Not one word left her lips as her eyes were fixed on the TV. It wasn’t until I looked back at the screen that I realised it was her in the tape.
“Mom?” I asked.
She remained silent, her legs were trembling and her eyes were filled with tears. I couldn’t believe that this entire time I’d been watching my own adoptive mother taking a pounding and I didn’t realise it was her.
“Mom?” I asked again.
This time, she inhaled slowly and sat on the edge of my bed.
“James, I can explain,” she began. “I was young, I made a few bad choices and owed some people money that I didn’t have. Every job I applied for was rejected so I took advice from some very bad people. That’s what led me to do this video, I never thought I’d see it again.”
“Mom, I had no idea.” I replied.
“I was hoping that you and your father never found out,” she sobbed. “The reason we adopted you was because your father wanted children so badly but how do I deserve anything like that knowing that I’ve done those vile things.”
“Mom, everybody makes mistakes.” I answered, “You did what you had to do and you’re a great mom and from what I saw, a fabulous woman. I never really saw how beautiful you are and how amazing your body is until I saw the video.”
Her cheeks turned crimson and shyly she shrugged off my compliments. The tears in her eyes disappeared and a smile formed on her face. Innocently, she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek before sitting up again.
I don’t know what came over me but in the heat of the moment, I sat up and cupped her face. My lips pressed against hers and my tongue slipped into her mouth. We closed our eyes and our tongues started to dance together with passion. Her hands grasped the back of my head as we continued to kiss intensely. She was incredibly talented with her tongue and such a fantastic kisser but I knew it was too good to be true as she started to pull away from me.
“This is wrong, I’m your mother. Maybe not naturally but by law,” she said as she broke the kiss.
“It’s alright mom, nobody will ever find out,” I replied.
“What about your father?” She snapped.
“Oh please mom, he spends all night at the bar and do you really think he’d be in a fit state when he gets home? Mom, I can guarantee that nobody will ever know about this.” I insisted with a stern look on my face.
She paused for a few moments, remaining completely silent before placing her mouth to mine again. Our eyes closed in sync with one another as our tongues mingled once more. I couldn’t believe I was making out with my mother, an ex-pornstar. I knew it was extremely wrong but that added to the thrill of it all. Our tongues continued to glide around one another as she pushed me onto my back. A few moments later, we broke the kiss once more.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as I opened my eyes.
Again, she stayed quiet as she started to move down my body. I watched as she took my cock into her mouth and bliss immediately filled my body. I looked up at the ceiling and gasped with pleasure as her velvet tongue rolled over my helmet. I slowly closed my eyes to the sound of her slurping and sucking. I was in disbelief that originally she had protested the idea and was now willingly pleasuring me delicately with her mouth.
I opened my eyes once again to watch her as she took all of my cock into her mouth. She held it there for a few seconds before gagging and moving back up for air. I don’t know what came over me but as she caught her breath, I started placing my hands on her head. At first, I allowed her to go at her own pace. However, it wasn’t long before I started to take control of her. I guided her head up and down faster, almost fucking her mouth.
I continued pushing and pulling her head up and down my length for several minutes. Every so often, I could feel myself getting closer but then it would somehow subside so that I could last a little longer. It was definitely not what I had imagined, I thought as soon as I felt a tongue touch my cock I would be cumming but this was different. As I groaned one last time, she broke my control and pulled her head off of my lap.
“You’re lasting well for a beginner,” she laughed as a string of saliva trailed from her mouth.
As she caught her breath once more, she climbed off the bed and stood at the foot of it. Her hand slowly grasped my penis and began tugging as her other hand started unbuttoning her shirt. I was greeted by the familiar sight of her small, dark areolas which hadn’t changed the slightest from the movie. Her hand let go of my cock as she shrugged the shirt off, allowing me to see her slender torso. She then started to pull her jeans and panties down together. A small bush of hair came into view and instantly I was amazed how her body had aged incredibly well.
“So what do you think now?” she asked as she started to climb on the bed.
“I-I-I think you’re incredible,” I managed to conjure up.
She carried on crawling up the bed, allowing my spit covered cock to rub against her body as she came eye to eye with me. We paused for a few moments, our eyes were locked and our breathing slow and in rhythm with one another. Her breasts pushed against my chest as we shared one more passionate kiss. For the moment, I forgot that she was my mother and just saw her as my lover, my incredibly hot lover.
“Are you ready?” she asked as she broke the kiss.
“Yes I am, mom.” I replied.
“Call me that again,” she laughed.
“Mom?” I asked.
“Yes, call me mom,” she laughed again.
As my hands ran down to her hips, she guided my…
