Malaysia's mom was the hardest worker she knew. Working as a nurse she regularly grafted through mammoth shifts but financially there was little to spend on any luxuries. As a single mother she had to pay for rent, put food on the table for 18-year old Malaysia and keep up with the ever-rising bills of her elderly father's care home.
Tanisha wasn't unhappy with her life, but Malaysia was convinced she deserved more. Since the birth of her daughter, Tanisha had devoted her life to her offspring and the years had flown by. When she stopped to look in the mirror she barely recognised the face that looked back at her.
She'd been 26 when Malaysia was born. In Tanisha's neighbourhood this was actually fairly late for a first child, and since her baby's arrival, Tanisha could count her sexual partners on one hand.
Often barely hidden behind her nurse's scrubs, Tanisha possessed a body men would worship. She was average height at 5'5, and well-toned from the long hours on her feet. To say she had curves in the right places was an understatement. Her shapely legs led up to a plump round ass. Her stomach wasn't flat but looked right, sat underneath a pair of huge tits, each the size of a canary melon.
Malaysia wanted to help her mother rediscover herself and give her a new lease of life. Tanisha was 44 now, so if anything were to change, it would have to be a drastic move. Daughter had a plan to push her mother into the world of porn.
It wasn't an easy decision for Malaysia to decide upon, but she couldn't think of anything that would be better. Tanisha was single, beautiful and underappreciated. Her only family, other than Malaysia, was her father in the care home.
If the plan was to be as successful as it possibly could be, Tanisha would be a sought-after and unique newcomer to the industry. She had the potential to make a lot of money for the next five years or so. She would go from just getting by each month to not having to worry financially, and Malaysia would be able go to college.
Malaysia had just got in from school when she decided to begin with phase one of the plan. Her mother was sat of the couch, watching TV on her day off.
"Hey sweetie"
"Hey Mom"
Malaysia sat down in the armchair next to the couch. Tanisha muted the TV and turned her attentions on her daughter so she could hear about her day.
"So we've been set a new project at school, its about "Perceptions" and we're free to interpret how we want basically. I was thinking of making mine about you. Being a single, black mom there's definitely a lot of perceptions about that and it's a chance to help change that."
Tanisha was always interested in her daughter's education and began asking questions and suggesting ideas. She was eager to help, but had no idea what Malaysia's actual plan was.
They talked for about half an hour before Malaysia headed up to her room and Tanisha began preparing dinner.
90 minutes later they were back in the living room and on their second glasses of wine.
"So Mom I had a few more thoughts about what I want to do with the project."
Her mother nodded and took another sip of wine.
"I want to do a series of photos that really show off how sexy you are, and that being a 44-year old single mother with a full-time job hasn't affected that."
Tanisha raised an eyebrow at her daughter and giggled. "And what exactly do you have in mind?"
Malaysia explained her idea. She wanted her mom to pose in a bikini around the house, doing her same routine as if it was a normal day.
Tanisha was silent a moment. Malaysia kept her eyes on her, wondering what was going through her head. Had she ever done, or been asked to do, anything like this ever before?
"Okay, I'll do it."
Two weeks passed before both women were free to work on the project.
Tanisha stood in her room, admiring the bikini Malaysia had bought her. It was yellow, with silver rings connecting the front and back of the bottoms at the hips. It was safe to say Tanisha was also admiring her own body and thinking perhaps it was time to get herself back out there. She didn't regret that she'd spent her life working hard to care for her daughter, but it would have been nice to have sometimes let loose a bit over the years.
Downstairs Malaysia was setting up the kitchen for the shoot. The equipment was borrowed from her school, apart from the memory card on the camera. This Tanisha had insisted they own that themselves, as she didn't want these photos being spread around Malaysia's school. She trusted Malaysia's judgement for the final photos, which would be printed professionally.
Malaysia heard her mom coming down the stairs and she turned and looked as Tanisha's boobs bounced up and down with each step descended.
"Wow Mom, you look amazing!"
"Thanks, sweetie." Tanisha said and giggled. "I can't lie, I haven't felt like this in years."
Malaysia began to snap away, just so they could look through the photos and decide where the lighting was best and what poses Tanisha should adopt. Malaysia got her mom to do some profile shots and full body for the same reason as the candids, but these would be the ones Malaysia planned to send off to the porn companies -- it would be odd to send them photos of her mom down on her knees scrubbing the floor, albeit in a bikini.
They then moved onto the photos for the school project, with Tanisha running through some chores and Malaysia decided what would make a good photo.
They decided to crack open a bottle of wine and were breaking into fits of laughter as time wore on. At one point Tanisha told her daughter she was off to the toilet but when she came back she'd changed her outfit.
"Ta da!" she announced as she strode back in. The bikini was gone, and in its place was an apron, but Tanisha was fully nude underneath. The apron allowed shots of side-boob and of course Tanisha's big ass was fully on display, the back tie of the apron dangling just above her crack.
Suddenly the doorbell trilled. Tanisha froze, then ran off upstairs, telling her daughter to go to the door. What her mother didn't realise was that the talent had arrived.
Ever since Tanisha had agreed to the project, Malaysia had scoured the internet looking for the right actor to introduce her mother to. Tanisha was a big fan of British costume dramas, and Malaysia was searched for someone who could pass as one of the guys from the shows.
It had taken a long time to find the right guy, but Malaysia knew if her plan was to work, everything had to be done right.
Elias was tall, around 6'2 and had a sharp jawline and pretty face. His hair was floppy and light brown. He had no tattoos and an athletic build. He was young, at just 24 years old. Malaysia was fairly confident her mother was going to find him very attractive.
Naturally as a pornstar Elias was well-endowed, and through the agency photos Malaysia had seen his cock from all sorts of angles. Malaysia had spoken to Elias before, and run him through her plan. She couldn't afford to pay him anything at this stage, so everything would be done on an "I owe you" basis.
Malaysia could sense her mother hovering at the top of the stairs as she spoke to Elias at the door. She invited him in. Once he had walked into the living room Tanisha came down the stairs. She was wearing her dressing gown.
"Who is that?" She demanded of her daughter.
Malaysia explained she'd found a model who would do work on a voluntary basis and that she wanted to explore a race angle in her photos. Tanisha murmured her understanding.
"Just meet him, Mom."
"Okay, but I haven't got anything on under this gown, so I'm going to change. Get him a drink."
When Tanisha came into the living room Elias was standing up and looking out of the window. He turned to face her and extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Ma'am."
Tanisha's hard expression instantly softened as she took in Elias.
"Nice to meet you too..."
"Elias."
Malaysia watched from the doorway as Elias began to make small talk with her mom. He was looking her directly in the eye and Tanisha wasn't breaking the contact.
Elias then accepted Tanisha's offer of a glass of wine and watched her walk out the room.