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“Dude! I'm telling ya, that's your mother! Look at her face not her tits, that's her!”
My friend and I were watching porn on my laptop, ing time and getting horny. We had watched dozens of teen girls giving blow jobs and getting long fat dicks stuffed into their tight hairless pussies. I had a seriously big erection jammed in my pants but like addicts we couldn’t get enough so I suggested we watch something different. My friend moved the mouse to the 'Vintage' category and we moved into another area of debauchery. These videos were like ancient, before shaving cunts was vogue. I quickly decided I liked watching cocks slide into girls with with thick mats of muff hair. It was when Matt freaked out about the girl that I looked at her face. My heart stopped, my mind fuzzed, the girl did look like my mother. I'd seen many pictures of mom when she was young, before she got married even, and the girl getting fucked in the vintage porn video looked just like that. Matt was banging me on the arm “Look at that, your mom was a fucking porn star! Man, I'm telling you it's her!”
I pushed away from the table “Shut it off fucker! Stop looking at her and that's not her!” I denied the very idea that my mom could do something like that; she was my mother.
Matt clicked the mouse a couple of times then the monitor went blank, he looked up at me, “Jeeze, I'm sorry man, but your mom must be a fucking whore to do something like that.” I hit him. I slugged him on the side of the head then jumped on him when he fell over to the floor. My best friend and I were beating on each other, yelling and cussing when mom came into the room “What the hell are you two doing? Roger get off him!” She grabbed me by the hair on my head and yanked me up off Matt who had his face covered with his hands yelling for me to stop. I was panting my rage, I tied to kick him but mom pulled me away “Go to your room! Now! Matt, are you OK?”
He stood slowly, sullenly “Yeah, I'm OK but I bet your fucking son has some questions for you.” Having put me directly into the path of a speeding train Matt retreated, he turned once more as he left the room “Hey asshole, I bookmarked that page for you so you can ask her.” I fled the room to hide in mine.
Ten minutes later she knocked on my door then came in quietly carrying a glass of water. “You thirsty?” I took the glass from her hand and sipped a few drops. “What was that all about? I never saw you and Matt mad at each other before, what happened?”
I had to defend my attack “He called you a whore.”
Mom straightened up, startled “What!?”
“Yeah, he said you were a 'fucking whore' so I hit him.”
“What on earth would ever cause him to say something like that? And what did he mean he that bookmarked something for you to ask me?”
“Doesn't matter, we'll never see him again so it doesn't matter.” I left my puzzled mother and fled the house.
I got home about 11 that night to find my mother sitting in the front room. The TV wasn't on and she was nursing a short tumbler with ice and bourbon in it. She looked up at me and I saw she looked sad. Sad and drunk. She didn't ask where I’d been, she didn't ask if I was OK, but said “I found the bookmark on your computer, it was the last one on the browser. Matt is right, I was a fucking whore.”
I didn't want to hear it, she could keep her secret “Mom, don't.”
She ignored my plea “I was 18 and experimenting with drugs and sex. I met this other girl who taught me about girl on girl sex then about two weeks later introduced me to a man who I started screwing too. After a couple nights of getting crazy stoned and fucked out of my mind he promised me a lot of excitement and money for having fun.”
Mom looked up at me, took another sip of her whiskey “Sit down Roger, it's time you knew your mother better.”
“Mom, you don't ---”
She interrupted me, “Yes I do, sit and listen,” she demanded.
“He set up a video camera, the old kind that uses 8mm film then asked Bonnie, the other girl to run it while he and I screwed. At first I was a little timid but he gave me some fucking pill that made my reluctance vanish in an instant. I got so goddamn horny he could have done anything he wanted. I climbed all over him almost begging for him to stuff his cock into me. He and I played all over that bed while the other girl filmed the whole thing. He was really good so I had three climaxes before he shot his cum all over my tits then Bonnie came over and licked it all off. He didn't pay me for doing anything that night but took the film when he left.”
Mom got up “don't go away, I have to pee.” After she left the room I tried to absorb what she told me. She was 18, she is now 38 so that happened 20 years ago. I was 17 so she made that porn film three years before I was born. Slowly, like the sun rising, the idea that I wanted to watch that video again grew in my mind. I wanted to look at her face, to see what she looked like at my age. I didn't focus on her looks the first time but I knew with growing certainly I wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation to go back to that video. As I sat there and thought my dick started to get hard again.
She came back then asked “You want something to drink too?” I mistook her meaning and started to get up but she stopped me, “Not from the kitchen, here.” She handed me a short glass and sloshed some whiskey into it. “It's time you grew up Roger, you can start with this.”
As shocked as I was I wasn’t about to refuse the alcohol. I took a sip which caused my eyes to water, my throat to burn, mom watched then smiled at my reaction to the bourbon. “It takes a little getting used to, kind of like sex, the first time is nerve wracking but exciting. She cocked her head and smiled ever so slightly, “Have you had sex yet?”
I felt my face burn red, it was a hot as my throat just then. I shook my head then lowered my eyes to the floor. Mom said “go get your laptop, I have to show you something.” I chugged the last taste whiskey then went to do her bidding.
I brought my computer to the front room and sat beside my mother. She poured me another drink while saying “ I was 16 the first time I had sex. I was drunk. My date got me loaded then me into the back seat of his car then pretty much d me. He ripped my panties off from under my dress then stabbed between my legs until he was all the way in. I didn't want to at first but after it quit hurting and I started feeling better, I started to like it. After that night I was pretty much a free love advocate, I screwed anybody that could get a hard-on for me.” I sat silent and listened, still stunned at my mothers revelations, she had been shocking me regularly since I came home. “Give me that.” She reached for my laptop.
I gave it over then she powered it up “I knew that video was still out there somewhere but I never thought you would find it.”
“Matt found it.”
She smile at me “Doesn’t matter, the truth is out now so I won't hide it anymore. There are others, that was not the first one I made and it wasn't the last. I think there are nine altogether of me getting it on with some guy. Four more with two guys then three with Bonnie. But it is what I did after those that I want to show you.”
“Are all those still on the internet?” I was returning to reality, my mom was a teen slut and the longer I digested the idea and listened to her talk, the more appealing the whole situation became. After all, how many s in school can brag that their mom was hot enough to turn on entire video generation? My cock had slowly been stiffening so by the time she brought up the film she was looking for my balls were beginning to ask for relief. I took another deep swallow of booze.
She didn’t' say anything, she didn't need too, the story was plain and simple. The scene was a school room and she was dressed like a school teacher, hair done in a tight bun, large dark rimmed glasses, frumpy ankle length dress. In front of her stood a no older that me, head hanging as she tongue lashed him for being lazy and not doing his home work. She asked him how we thought he could keep from flunking her History class, he shook his head, he didn’t know.
“Well I know and if you want to pass this class with a B or better you better fucking well do what I tell you!”
“What's that Miss Sexbomb?”
I giggled, “Sexbomb?” I asked my mom.
She shrugged her shoulders, “wasn't my idea.”
My eyes went back to the monitor “Take your pants off” she told the .
He looked up, worried “Are you going to spank me?”
“Not this time, maybe later, just get them down before your grades start going back down” she growled. When he pulled his pants and underwear to his ankles my mother dropped to her knees, grabbed his dick and put it in her mouth.
When I saw that I jumped off the couch, “I can't watch that!”
Mom looked up at me almost nonchalantly, “Why not, don't you want to know your family history?”
“Family? Is that my father?” My dad was one of the few soldiers ed in the first Iraq war so I only knew him from old pictures.
She looked up then smiled “No baby, I didn't meet your father until all this was history. He never knew about this part of my life. Now sit down and watch that boy get his first ever blow job.” I sat back down but the monitor on my mothers lap was at an angle so she scooted closer, her thigh was tight against mine when she hit play again. On screen my teenaged mother kissed and licked his prick while playing with his balls and in only a few seconds she mouthed him into a full grown hard-on. When it was big enough for her fun she bobbed back and forth on it, licked it, and suckled it for a couple of minutes. He started rocking his hips and she must have known he was close so she stood up quickly and pulled up her dress. She wasn't wearing panties so when she leaned back on the desk behind her and pulled the boy to her, his erection went straight and true, between her legs then into her cunt. That school boy fucked my mother only about two minutes before he started jerking and gasping, turning red while he filled her with jizz. When he was done mom stood straight, kissed him on the cheek and said “That will get you an A in History” then the screen went black. My minds eye was focused on the thick dark pussy hair between her legs even after the was nothing to see.
I couldn't say anything. My balls were hard as rock and my jammed up erection hurt. Mom turned to me “He never had sex before we did that. The guys that were filming all this decided it would be a kick and money in the bank if I became a 'teacher' to virgin boys. I would be their first sexual adventure, that was the hook to sell the videos; 'See the School Mam teach her pupils about life.' She was acting proud and excited when she offered “You want to see another?”
I could only nod 'yes' as I stared at the animated stranger sitting next to me.
The next one was a different boy, different ugly dress which hid her luscious curves but the same school room. This time there were algebra problems on the blackboard and the was standing looking frustrated at the numbers and letters. She said to him “if you can't add 5 and 6 then count them on your digits.” He looked at her then started to count his fingers but stopped at 10. “I only have 10 fingers, I can't count higher.”
Mom stepped to him and said “Digits, not fingers. You can count to eleven, let me show you how.” Her hands went to his and she erotically stroked each finger on his hands while counting slowly. When she got to ten she dropped to her knees, unzipped him, pulled out his limp dick and said “Eleven!” then gave that one his first blow job. She sucked him stiff then stood, turned around and leaned over desk until her tits were flat then “Pull my dress up and put that in me, that way you will never forget that girls like the Eleventh digit.” The boy rammed his hard-on into my mother and fucked her until he popped his nuts. When he was done she again went to her knees and licked the cum off his prick.
By the time the second show was over my balls were ing me. I needed to get away, to hack all fucking night I had built up such a pressure. My mother closed the lid of my computer, relaxed back on the sofa and continued her story “I took the cherries of two dozen boys in that classroom before we stopped that series. Bonnie and Kurt, my man friend, paid me almost three thousand dollars for the sucking and fucking then found a new girl to star in their porn videos. Nothing ever disappears off the internet so I knew where to find these even after all these years. You can watch your 'fucking whore' mother doing that shit for over six hours if you wanted.”
I struggled off the cushion, “I have to go to bed.”
Mom looked at the evidence of my arousal then smiled up at me, “Looks like you could use a teacher too.” I stumbled away, ashamed of the condition of my pants and the thoughts ravaging my mind.
I tossed, I turned, I flipped and flopped. I soaked an old t-shirt with cum but my erection refused to die. After I knew my mother went to sleep I sneaked out to get my laptop and took it to bed with me. I quickly chased down in the history files where she had pulled up those videos. I propped up on my pillows and started watching my mother star in porn. I could care less about the cocks she was playing with, it was her tits, ass, legs and hairy pussy that spilled gallons of hormones into my . My mother before she was my mother was Hot!
I was into the fourth classroom 'lesson' when my bed jostled. I was so into the video of the boy with his mouth on my mothers pussy I didn't hear mom come into the room. She sat on the bed beside me, glanced at herself getting tongue fucked then pushed the computer lid closed. Her hair was done up in an old fashioned bun and she had on the ugliest dress I had ever seen, huge black rimmed glasses circled her eyes. “Are you ready to learn about life Roger?” With that she pushed an arm under my thin blanket and grabbed my solid oak cock. Mom pulled the cover off my nakedness then bent down and kissed the end of my erection. She glanced up, smiled, then sucked my cock between her lips and into her throat. I had never even had a girl touch me before and though I had fantasized about blow jobs for over a year I tried to pull my cock out of her mouth. I pulled back but she grabbed my hip and held me still. Mom lifted her head and said “It's OK Roger, I'm going to be your school teacher; you are my son so we are going to do a little 'home schooling'. I'll teach you things you won't learn in Biology.” She went back to my erection, licked the ooze seeping from the end and started pushing and pulling on it with her lips. She licked and sucked the end of my dick for a couple of minutes and I thought she was going to keep it up until I exploded but she could sense my readiness. Mom stood quickly by the bed, lifted the skirt of her dress then got over me with her knees on both sides of my legs. “Hold it for me” she directed. I lifted my aching boner until it was pointed between her legs. She lowered herself until her pubic hair was tickling the end of it then sat quickly on the full length of me.
I was on my back with my hard-on as far into my own mother as it would go. She grabbed the dress by the skirt and pulled it up and over her head and arms. When she dropped it to the floor I could only stare at her nudity. I didn't think my cock could get bigger or harder but looking at her tits, her body and pussy crack caused me to swell even more. She rocked her hips, leaned over and put her hands beside my head and ordered “Fuck me Roger. Fuck me until you cum in me and I'll give you an 'A+' for being such a good school boy.”
Even though I had hammered my cock and balls into submission already, my body cramped, my boner convulsed and I erupted once more, this time deep into my own mom. When she felt me gushing into her she smiled and said “Too fast son, that's only a 'B' effort you'll need to do a lot more homework.”
She lifted off me, kissed me gently on the cheek then cradled me in her arms, her naked breasts were pressed against my chest. With the pressure off my balls I started to shake with anxiety as I realized I had just fucked my mother. She must have felt my growing terror because she pulled my head around, looked me in the eyes “I love you very much Roger, you are my only and I would do anything for you. What we did just now was something I've been thinking about for a year or so but didn't know how to start. You finding those films of me was the perfect excuse for me to start your schooling on being a man. I am going to teach you how to love and fuck a girl until you become an expert. Once that happens, you will always have a hot girlfriend hanging on your cock.”
My tremors were subsiding, I took the hideous glasses off her face and looked into the depth of her sparkling hazel eyes, “Can we watch all those videos, can we do all the stuff you did before.”
Mom smiled “Not tonight dear, it will take a long time and I'm tired. Let's get some sleep.” I reached between her legs and started gently pulling on her pubic hair as we fell asleep.
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