The next morning, as soon as I walked into the kitchen, Mom asked me how the previous days video - the one that she tit fucked me to explosion - had been received. Part of her hoped the first video was a fluke and this second video would flop. But another part of her - the part that controlled her womanly wants and needs - hoped it was a smash hit like the first. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the app.
"Jesus Christ, Mom! You're up to almost $10,000! Your videos are trending! You're a fucking rock star!"
She blushed at the thought. "Really?"
"Yeah! And look at these comments!"
"Lemme see!" We crowded around the phone.
"Fuck that bitch already, Mario!"
"Great rack, Suzie! They should be covered in cum more often!"
"Come on, Mom, give it up already! Let your son fuck that shit!"
"Boner in hand! Can't wait for the next episode!"
"Oh my!" Her hand went to her mouth. "They don't seem to be very interested in the exercises, do they?"
"Ummmmm," I scrolled through the comments. "Here you go."
"Sex with my husband has never been better! Thanks, Suzie!"
"I feel like a sexy woman again! Thank you, Suzie!"
"Your son is super hot! You're a lucky woman to have him!"
"See?"
"Wow! I guess I - we - are making a difference!" She paused. "So, um, do you...do you want to make another video today?"
"Hell, yeah!"
"Looking through those comments makes me think people seem to want to see more of you. You're very photogenic."
And hung like a horse!
"I have a thought. Do you...do you have a friend who would, you know, want to come over and work the camera so you could have more screen time?"
Are you kidding?! Who wouldn't want to watch that up close in person?!
"Yeah, I can probably find somebody."
"Do you think they could come today? They'd have to be discreet!"
"I know just the guy."
A couple of hours later, my buddy Donnie showed up. Donnie is tall and a little pudgy. The girls think he's "cute" and constantly friend-zone him. He's super nice and super smart. He's one of those guys you already know by third grade will be going to MIT or something. He's just an all-around good dude. He arrived wearing basketball shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt just as I had asked. I took him into the living room, showed him the set up, and told him what was expected of him.
"Now, listen, dude," I started. "What you're going to see here is going to shock you, okay? Whatever you see here stays here, got it? Think of this room as Vegas. What happens here, stays here. Got it?"
He nodded and gave a thumbs up. "Got it. Uh, what exactly is going to shock me? There's not going to be any snakes involved or anything, right? I hate snakes!"
Just the one in my pants!
"No, no snakes involved, I promise. I'm serious, dude. This is going to surprise you, okay? Just be cool about it, okay?"
He nodded again. "Got it."
"Oh! Here. Put this on." I handed him one of my masks. "As long as you're in this room, it stays on. Don't take this off. Got it?"
"What the..." He slipped it over his head and rolled his eyes. "Okay. Whatever. I'm going to be shocked. Blah blah blah. Got it."
I slipped my mask on. "Okay, Mom! We're ready when you are!"
"Coming!"
I leaned into Donnie. "Get ready. Remember, be cool."
There was no "be cool" when Mom rounded the corner. Donnie's jaw dropped when he saw her curvaceous figure. His eyes were wide as saucers at the site of her ample breasts squeezed into a lacy white bra. She also wore a matching g-string and thigh-high stockings tucked into a pair of high heels that accentuated her long lean legs. The contrast between the white lingerie and her smooth, tan skin was glaring.
She fought back a laugh at the stunned look on his face. "Donnie! I'm so glad you could make it!" She tried to hide her nervousness. It was obvious to me but I'm sure Donnie didn't notice. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. The skin of her breasts felt hot against his skin as it pressed against his arm. "Thank you for coming."
"Uh...uh...(gulp) Yeah. Uh, sure. No problem."
"Remember. Not a word about this to anyone, right?" She held a finger to her ruby red lips.
"Got it. Scout's honor."
She look at me. "Okay, Mark. Ready?"
Judging by the bulge in his shorts, I'd say so!
"Ready!"
She grabbed my hand and pulled me in front of the camera at her side.
"Ready, Donnie?" she asked.
"Huh? Oh! Uh..." He checked the camera. "Ok, ready."
"Oh! Before we start, what's your middle name, Sweetie?"
"Uh, James."
"Okay, good. Today, when I refer to you, you're Jimmy. Okay?"
"Jimmy? Um, yeah, sure. Ok." He didn't care. We could've call him Dipshit Clown all day if we wanted as long he got to be a witness to this.
She looked at me. "Well? Are you ready?"
"Ready when you are, Mom."
She took a deep breath and smiled into the camera. Jimmy did a count down.
"3...2..."
"Hey, gang! Welcome to another episode of Sexercise with Suzie! I'm Suzie, and we'll be working on getting those muscles ready so we can improve our sex lives and really liven things up in the bedroom. By popular demand, my handsome son, Mar...Mario! - will be joining me today. Behind the camera we have a new member of the cast, Don..., er, Jimmy. Jimmy, say hello."
From behind the camera, Donnie stuttered, "Huh? Oh! Right. Uh, yeah, uh, hello, every...everybody."
"Today we're going to do something a little different. To those of you out there who want to do as we do while we do it, if your partner isn't there, you might want to grab your 'little helper'. Whatever gets you through those long, lonely nights, be it a dildo, a vibrator, whatever. While you're getting ready, let's talk a little about what we're going to do here today. So far we've concentrated on building up those key muscles to a great sex life. However, not only do you want to have toned muscles, but you also need to have control over your muscles. Meaning, sometimes you'll want to just relax those muscles to get the most out of your time in the bedroom. Today we're going to try to show you how to gain control of those muscles. So let's start with some relaxing breathing. Slowly breath in while you raise your arms..."
From there, Mom and I looked like were moving in a mirror. She would do her breathing and stretching exercises, then I would mimic her. After a few minutes, she finally stopped and stood up straight. She stared into the camera and paused.
Here goes nothing!
"Now, let's get comfortable." She turned to me. "Mario, will you please take off your shirt?" She turned back to the camera and reached behind her back. "And let's get this bra off."
I tossed my shirt to the side. Mom's bra slid down her arms into her hands and, after a slight moment, fell to the ground.
Donnie's jaw dropped. "Whoooaaaaaaa."
"She's got a great fuckin' rack, doesn't she guys?" I asked with a wide smile.
Suzie blushed and giggled. "Oh! He he Gee, thanks, Honey," she replied as she softly cupped and caressed her globes. Then her arms slid down her sides. Her fingers slipped under the slight strands of material of the g-string. "And I'm going to go ahead and get this off." She sexily shimmied the tiny triangle down her legs to her heels, then stepped out of them. Donnie's heart stopped. He couldn't breathe. "There, that's better," she said trying to convince herself.
"Damn, Mom! You shaved, huh?"
"Huh? Oh!" Her face turned an even deeper shade of red. Her body went hot. Her lips clearly glistened in the light. She ran her hand over her exposed gash and across the strip of hair above it. "Yes, I trimmed it up a bit." Her head twisted from myself to Donnie and back again. "I believe they call this a 'landing strip' don't they?" I nodded. Donnie was frozen. "I like the way sex feels when I'm shaved like this. And I think the strip gives it a bit of character, don't you think? Oh!" she squeaked when I reached across and ran my finger up her slick slit and across her already raised knot.
She bit her lip and tried not to moan as I continued to pet her pussy while I turned to the camera. "Oh, hell yeah. I love the feeling of a shaved cunt when I'm fucking. So, guys, what do you think? Full bush? Trimmed bush? Clean shaven? Or something like Mom's, with some kind of accent?" Mom sighed when I pulled my hand away, then yipped when I palmed a mound and tweaked a thick, erect nipple.
"(ahem) Yes, we'd, uh, we'd love to (ahem) hear from you out there. We read every comment you leave!"
I nodded. "That's right, we really do. We take our queues from you."
"Speaking of which..." Mom twisted out of my grip and fell to her knees. I jerked when her hand landed on the massive bulge in my shorts. She ran her hand along the length of it and said to the camera, "We've had several requests to see more of this." She looked up at me with a crooked grin. "Do you mind?"
I smiled and shook my head. "Not at all. Knock yourself out."
She grabbed the waistband of my shorts and began to slowly pull them down. The purple tip appeared. Inch by inch, more and more of my vein was exposed. Then, suddenly, it jumped out like it was spring loaded. I jerked and grunted when she wrapped her long, thin fingers around it, which they could barely do. She began to stroke it when she turned to the camera. She smiled and choked back a chuckle when she saw Donnie's face. His mouth was wide open and his eyebrows were in his hairline.
She stared into the camera with a wicked glint in her eye. "He's got a beautiful cock, doesn't he ladies?" She turned back to me, in profile to the viewing audience. "Quite delicious looking, actually," she cooed. Her tongue flicked at the tip. She turned back to the camera. "I wish we had smell-o-vision. His scent is quite intoxicating."
She pointed my rod skyward and dove in. My body shivered when her tongue landed in the crease between my nutsack and my pole. She ran it up the underside, swirled around the tip, then dove back in and repeated the process.
She turned back to the camera. "Now, let's get warmed up."
