1. My Mother the Porn Star


    Date: 4/23/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, First Time, Hardcore, Incest, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    “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, killing 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 ...
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