Mom's Hidden Life, Ch. 02
Did I... did I want to see the video? Had I heard Mom correctly? Was she offering to show me the video of her gangbang? I was barely able to process the idea. Not hearing an answer, Mom just smirked at me knowingly.
"I'll take that as a yes, baby. How about you get more settled in, and I'll let you know when I have the video from Darren. And if you need to... deal with that," she said, indicating the bulge in my pants, "well... the old computer is still in your room. It might even still have all of your old bookmarked sites on it... along with some of my recent favorites."
Fighting a moment of embarrassment at Mom's suggestion, I managed to mumble out an "ok." Mom stood, kissed me lovingly on the forehead, and excused herself from the kitchen, heading to her room and closing the door.
My erection was raging and I knew that I had to take Mom up on her offer before I exploded out of my jeans. My head was swimming with erotic thoughts of my own mother. These thoughts were some of my classic mom/son fantasies, now intermingled with new ideas of Mom being used as a gangbang fucktoy for a group of strong, hung black guys from her gym.
I got to my room, closed the door, and immediately removed my clothes. I fired up the old computer - still running smoothly, if a bit more loud - and checked on my old porn folders. Sure enough, there they were in all their meticulously cultivated glory. Hundreds of my favorite videos, sorted into categories for easy browsing.
Given the events of the afternoon, I was understandably in the mood for some porn involving mothers. I was already rock hard by the time the first video started.
This one involved a mother and son forced to spend the night together in a hotel with only one bed - a classic premise, but one that I continually got off to. The woman in the video even somewhat resembled my mom - curvy, with ample tits and a big round ass. Definitely in the BBW range, and definitely the kind of woman that always got me turned on.
I skipped ahead a little bit in the video, skimming over the intro parts where the mother and son realize their dilemma and decide to make the best of things. About ten minutes in, the son began to let his hands wander, causing some indignation from his mother. However, failing to convince her son to leave her alone, soon enough the mother began reciprocating. Within a few minutes, they were entirely naked, with the mom riding her son's hard shaft and moaning uncontrollably.
There was a bottle of lotion on my nightstand, which I used to lube up my cock and begin stroking. I used both hands as I reached full erection. Given that Mom knew exactly what I was doing in my room, I made no attempt to be quiet, even keeping the volume up quite high on my computer.
I worked my cock up and down as I watched the incestuous depiction on screen. The mother was very vocal, urging her son to pound her harder the whole time. At one point, the son removed himself from his mother's pussy, got her in doggy position, then immediately re-entered her to plow her from behind.
The son's first orgasm was a big one. He pulled out and exploded, spurting long strings of cum all over his mother's naked back. They moaned in unison as the mom appeared to be cumming as well, playing furiously with her clit and fingering herself roughly. I couldn't help but let out a moan of my own as I watched this play out.
Just then, I heard something from the other side of the door. A slight creak of the floor, and a light moan. Mom was listening to me play with myself. I ratcheted up the intensity of my stroking and began talking dirty out loud.
"That's it mommy, take that cock. Take that big fucking load from your son."
When I said this, there was a small thud from the doorway. Mom must have fallen or bumped into the door as she listened. At that point, it was silly to continue pretending that I didn't know she was there. Rising from my chair - cock still fully raging and erect - I walked to the door and opened it.
From the hallway, Mom smiled seductively at me. Her face was flushed, as if she had just orgasmed and was still coming down from it.
"Hi again, baby. I just... couldn't help listening to you."
"Want to watch, too?" I beckoned her inside and directed her to the bed, directly behind my desk.
"Oh, honey. You want me to watch you jerk off? I shouldn't. Moms shouldn't do that with their sons."
"Moms also shouldn't let their sons see them get gangbanged, but..."
"Fair point. Well, get back to it. Show me how you do it."
I resumed the video with Mom watching over my shoulder. The son squirted a big gob of lube into his hand and applied it to his cock, then applied a similar amount to his mother's asshole. He plunged two fingers into her for a few seconds before positioning his cock at her tight backdoor.
"Oh, this one! I like this one."
"You've watched it?"
"I've watched all your videos, baby. And many, many more. Hell, I probably watch more porn than you do."
"God, that's hot," I said as I started stroking once more. The mom was moaning on screen as her son penetrated her ass. The look on her face showed both pain and pleasure as she was being split open from behind.
I stroked to the taboo imagery on screen, but was truly wrapped up in thoughts about my own mother and her sexual escapades. Mom sat on the bed and observed as I lewdly pleasured myself in front of her. I peeked over my shoulder occasionally to make eye contact with her. When I did this, she would give me little nods of reassurance to tell me that what we were doing was fine. She also rubbed herself through her pants, though she didn't make any moves to remove them or come closer to me.
After a few more minutes, Mom's phone pinged with a message. It was from Darren, letting her know that the video had been uploaded and was now available to watch.
"Well," Mom said. "I just watched you indulge some of your dirty fantasies... are you ready to watch me indulge mine? Are you ready to watch your mother get owned by black cock?"
"God yes. I'm so ready."
"Let's go to my room. I can hook my laptop up to the big TV for us. And don't worry about getting dressed. You can... continue playing with yourself in there."
As Mom hooked up the computer to her TV, she addressed the nature of what we were about to watch.
"Just to give you fair warning, it's going to be pretty rough. Can you handle seeing that?"
"Sure. I love watching rough videos."
"I mean, really rough... like... extremely rough. The first round that we tried was themed around a... well, a home-invasion fantasy of mine."
"A home invasion," I repeated robotically, not quite processing what Mom was telling me.
"A lot of what you'll see in the first part of the video will look a lot like rape. But everything they did to me was specifically requested by me, I promise. If I look uncomfortable, it's all part of the fantasy."
"Okay. I'm ready." I felt my cock twitch at the idea of watching Mom get taken so roughly.
"Here we go." Mom pushed play on the laptop and moved to lie next to me on the bed, reclined up on her pillows. My cock was getting harder by the second, and Mom stripped naked as well. When she noticed my eyes on her, she blushed slightly and assumed her position to my left on the bed.
"Don't get any ideas though. We're just playing with ourselves while we watch, okay? No touching each other. There's lotion on the nightstand if you need some."
