Pornstar Mom Fantasies

"Hey mom. In all the excitement of starting our new life, we never had a honeymoon. And we haven't gone on a vacation in a decade."

"I always wanted to do one of those cinematic Hawaiian honeymoons. Drinking Mai-tais from coconuts on the beach."

"Yeah. And you wear a coconut bra and grass skirt." Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"Any more requests?"

"I'm glad you asked!" I pulled out my phone with my note app engaged.

"I would like you to get a pre-tan, and wear a bikini so you have some nice tanlines."

"You WANT me to have tanlines? Why?"

"Because it's like that part if your naked body is... more naked. Listen don't kink shame me."

"Just seems like a weird kink."

"A weird kink? Yesterday you screamed 'Oh son! Shoot your forbidden jizz into mommy's pussy! I love incest!'"

"Alright. You got me in a box, here."

"Moving on." Suddenly mom got a smirk on her face.

"Hold on. If I'm going to do a bunch of stuff for you, this should be a bet. If you win, I'll do your stuff. If I win, you have to be my little slave."

"....What's the bet?" She smirked again and tied her hair into a ponytail, then kicked me so I fell into the Lazyboy. She immediately got on her knees and unzipped my pants.

"If you can read your entire stupid fucking list before you cum, you win. No cheating, you have to read it at the same speed you were before." She pulled my erect cock out and deep throated it. I almost came then and there. I tried to think of the least sexy things I could imagine. Baseball. Men's figure skating. Tax returns. Sasha Grey's poetry. Renee Zellweger.

"Ahem... uh... we should rent a cove so we can go skinny dipping and fuck outside."

"Mmhmmmmmm...." She moaned on my cock. She knew that was my weakness. My knees shook. I stared up at the ceiling to gain my composure.

"I uh... want you to wear sequin bikinis like Tia Carrera in Wayne's World. Then I want you to, oh god Mom, you give such good head! I want you to... give me a lapdance in a bikini and... and... lastly.... fuuuuuuuuuck."

"You're almost there, son. Is mommy's blowjob going to make you cum? How about if I... suck your balls?" She shoved my right nut in my mouth and sucked like a vacuum cleaner, while stroking my shaft that was lubed up with her spit.

"I want you to roleplay as an islander in the coconut bra and seduce me CUMMING!!!" She immediately put her mouth around my cock and worked her experienced throat muscles to milk me dry. Not a drop was wasted; mom hated cleaning jizz and I made a lot of it. She swallowed it expertly and then sat next to me in the chair, cuddling me and running her fingers through my hair. She took my phone and went through the list.

"Looks like you barely managed to get through it. I guess you win. Good thing, too. I was going to make you my bitch. I can do all these things for you, baby."

"Really?"

"I'd only do them for my beloved son. But I have one request of my own. This will take a month to plan. I want us to abstain from now until then, so our desire will be through the roof."

"Mom I've been fucking you every day for years. Going cold turkey..."

"Mmhmm. And no cumming by yourself, either. You can watch porn but can't touch yourself. If I find you do, you become my slave. I always wanted to try pegging."

"If your plan was to scare me, mission accomplished. Can... can you stop touching me like that?"

"Nuh uh. Part of the deal is I'm going to tease you every day but you can't have me. Then you'll be so pent up that you'll ravish your mother like a man desperate for pussy. Because that's what you'll be. I hope you enjoyed cumming in mummy's mouth, because that's the last orgasm you'll have for a month. Enjoy, son." She leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Mommy can't wait for a big month long load of my son's cum. I want you to spray me down like a porn slut. Mark me with your seed like I'm a whore. My..." She ran her finger from my lips to my chest.

"Son's...." Her finger continued to my now erect again cock, up the length, and then lightly, ever so lightly, across the tip.

"...whore." She then got up.

"Well, time to start dinner! Tomorrow I'll buy our vacation package. Sleep well, son."

Well. This fucking backfired. I guess I was a little too demanding with my requests. In my defense, I thought all those ideas would be fun for both of us as I did truly want my mom to have a great vacation. To be fair to her, the idea was pretty exciting. While the next month would suck, I can only imagine the orgasm when I finally return to her pussy.

Her pussy.

The pussy I was born from.

Her forbidden walls of pleasure that I wanted to- No! Can't lose control. I still had.... 29 days 23 hours and 57 minutes to go. Jesus Christ I was never going to make it. I slept on the couch to avoid contact with mom.

The next day was Monday. I was thankful to be in the office working on some boring design and sitting in mind numbing meetings. This is good. Mind numbing is good. Mom texted me that she had booked our vacation but the details were secret. She also texted me a picture of her in a changing room wearing a green sequin bikini like Tia Carrera, one shot from the front showing her tits looking perfect, and one shot from the back with the thong bikini up her crack. Great, now I was hard in a board room meeting. Luckily I had a table over me. I could tell mom was going to enjoy this.

I went home after work and immediately retreated into my home office with my computer. I tried to play some games to avoid temptation. Mom knocked on the door and let me know that dinner was ready.

I went out to the kitchen and sat at the table. Mom was at the stove stirring something. She was wearing her semi-transparent purple robe, and through the translucency I could see she had nothing else on. She scooped two bowls of her beef pasta and turned around to serve them. Her robe was only loosely tied and her huge tits were practically out; half her aerolas were exposed and she had so much leg showing when she walked that I could practically see her pussy lips. She set my bowl down and then kissed me on the head, then sat down opposite me.

"How did you like the bikini I picked out?"

"It was great."

"Yeah? Did mommy look sexy?"

"Mom! C'mon!" She twirled a finger around a lock of her hair.

"Whaaaaat?"

"You're enjoying teasing me."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a mother asking her son if she's still attractive. There's nothing..." She leaned forward so her tits were on display.

"Sexual.... about it." She sat back down.

"After all, we're mother and son. We could never have sexual intercourse. It's wrong for so many reasons, baby boy." We finished eating, mom went to the freezer to get dessert. It was popsicles. She immediately unwrapped hers and started licking hers, first the tip: she licked it back and forth and then wrapped her longue tongue around it. Then she deepthroated the thing and shoved it hard and fast in and out while pursing her lips and covering it in her spit. She let it out with a pop.

"Aren't you going to eat your popsickle, sweetie? It's hot out. That's why mama is wearing so little. If you weren't my son, I'd go nude." I sat there in tortured silence.

"Well, mommy is going to take this dessert to bed. Goodnight, my handsome boy that I gave birth to." She kissed me on the cheek. This is actually pretty good revenge for my taking advantage of her early in our relationship. Too good.

Every day mom invented some way of torturing me. The next day she put on her schoolgirl uniform from a few Halloweens ago.

"Hi, professor! I've been a bad, bad girl. Isn't there anything I can do for an A? And I do mean anything..." I went to the spare bathroom and took a cold shower.

The next day the house was empty. I went out to the backyard and mom was in the lake in her onepiece. When she saw me, she stood up so the water dripped down her and she flung her hair back and forth which shook her tits. I immediately turned around and took another shower.

The next day was my last work day as I had every other Friday off. When I got home, mom was dressed in black sweatpants and a baggy white sweatshirt. Thank god she gave up today. She insisted we watch a movie, Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Hey, a comedy, and a classic. Nothing wrong here! She made popcorn and we sat next to each other on the couch. Towards a section of the movie, I saw Phoebe Cates in her iconic red bikini. Oh no. Was this... the movie with the scene? The most famous nude scene in film? Sure enough, The Cars started playing and Phoebe took her perfect tits out in slow motion. Fuck. Mom broke the silence.

"Wow. That Phoebe Cates is so hot. I would love to scissor her."

"Mom!"

"What! Lately your old mom isn't getting any and I would love to experiment with a hot woman. I'd motorboat those titties. God at this point I would take anyone as my lover. Even my own son." She turned and stared at me, then moved in close for a kiss, but then quickly moved her head back to straight ahead to watch the movie.

"But that can obviously never happen! Mommies and sons can never have sex. Even if they have all the necessary equipment down there. Even if we are mad with desire for each other. Even if we are both horny and need release that only a mother and son can experience."

"...I'm going to bed early."

"Ok honey! Sweet dreams!" Of course I dreamed of a threesome with my mom and Phoebe Cates. I wished I could jerk off. But if mom caught me, she would fuck my ass. I couldn't let that happen.

The next few weeks were all similar levels of tease. The first weekend, mom washed my Mustang in her new bikini, complete with a bucket of suds that she poured over herself by squeezing a car sponge like in the Playboy videos. The next week I came home to her watching and performing Carmen Electra's strip aerobics, complete with a pole she had setup in the living room. In between these teasing sessions, she also would go out in the backyard and sunbathe to work on her tan, which made her lily white skin start to darken to an olive tone.

The REAL kick in the teeth was when I came home to find Jill in the living room, sitting next to mom on the couch.

"Jill, what are you doing here?"

"Hi, son! Your sister is home from college. She's helping me with some things."

"What.... kind of things?"

"Well you know how I said I would like to experiment with a woman? Who better than my own daughter?!" They then started immediately making out, with lots of tongue; so much so that their faces were covered in each other's saliva. I was of course immediately hard.

"Mmm. Little brother. You like what you see?"

"I... thought mothers couldn't... have sex-"

"With their sons! That's why Jill is perfect! She's my daughter. Later tonight, she's going to teach me the passion that two women can experience as they make lesbian love together. I'll probably scream so hard I'll set off your car alarm. And you... don't have a girlfriend so I guess you can't have sex."

"I could... have sex with Jill."

"Absolutely not! You could get her pregnant and I do not want my daughter having an incest baby! Incest between two women isn't against... the rules. C'mon, Jill. Let's go. Mommy needs sex."

"Yes, mommy." They went upstairs to the bedroom. This was going too far. I had to watch. Of course, they had left the door open intentionally. They were making out on their knees on the bed as they unbuttoned each other's blouses. As soon as the last buttons were undone, each woman slipped them off their shoulders and threw them across the room. Jill was wearing a sheer red silk bra with gold trim; mom was topless. Mom reached around and undid Jill's bra in a nanosecond; it fell to the bed. Mom then reached over to her nightstand and got a bottle of massage oil; she held it high above her tits and poured it, then mashed her tits against Jill's. Their oiled up boobs rubbed and swirled, back and forth, up and down, round and round. Jill managed to get her jeans off to reveal her matching red with gold lace panties. Mom reached over and grabbed her face, then brought her own face in and stuck her tongue deep down the girl's throat. I could actually see the bump of mom's tongue in Jill's throat, swirling around like an animal in itself. Mom broke the kiss and laid back to take off her yoga pants and panties in one fell swoop; Jill took her panties off and then jumped on top of mom, boob to boob again as they flicked their tongues at one another in mid-air. Then Jill moved down mom's body, she kissed mom's belly button before getting to mom's pussy. Jill raised one of mom's legs and held onto it for support as she put her girl tongue on mom's pussy. Mom instantly started moaning and writhing; her oil covered tits captured every bit of light in the room and made it look like she was covered in sweat. Jill suddenly stood up and reversed, straddling mom's face and then lowering to eat mom again. I watched them 69'ing in the soft light. The sounds emanating from them were so erotic. Moans that only a woman could elicite from another woman. I wanted to badly to join them but I knew mom would refuse. My balls were absolute pressure vessels. Jill sat up again and straddling mom's face as she started moaning and writhing hard.

"Yes! Eat my pussy, mom! I'm going to cum on your face!!" She held her arms above her head and shook as her orgasm rushed through her. After a few moments, Jill got off mom and walked over to me.

"That's all you get to see, Little Brother. The rest will have to be in your imagination. For the rest of the night, I'm going to fuck and lick your mother until she loses her mind in pleasure. We're going to have the hottest lesbian sex there ever was, and you, can't...." She leaned in close to whisper, and grabbed my cock through my pants

"Join." She then pulled back and shut the door. I heard a vibrator start, followed by moans.

"Oh Jill... I had no idea I could feel this fucking good!!"

For the rest of the night the sounds of girl on girl sex echoed. I took a double hit of nyquil and put in ear plugs to finally sleep. In the morning I checked my calendar. Five days until the trip. Five. Endless. Days.

The next morning I woke up groggy to the smell of breakfast. I looked over from the couch to see Jill at the breakfast table. She was wearing nothing but pink cotton panties and a white shirt that was way, way too small. She was happily eating chocolate chip pancakes. I dragged my ass over to the table and loaded up a plate. Mom must have been in the shower.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Like the show last night?"

"You two are cruel. Why are you torturing me?"

"To teach you a lesson, silly billy."

"And that lesson is?"

"I don't know. Whatever gets me the most hot lesbo action. Maybe something about respecting boundaries."

"I've been respecting mom's boundaries for 25 days."

"Boo hoo. Most men go their whole life without fucking their moms. You can't go one month?"

"I could, if you weren't teasing me." Jill smiled and stood up, she got behind me.

"Stand up." I did as she asked. She put her mouth close to my ear, one hand on my neck to massage it, and one hand teased my cock in my shorts by just tracing it with one of her long fingernails.

"Your mom told me her plan. I know it's difficult. But think of the reward. She's building the anticipation. You'll forget what she feels like, so it will be as if it's your first time. When you finally get to Hawaii, she's going to seduce you and you get to unload all that tension in her hot.... mommy.... " She grabbed my cock and squeezed hard.

"...pussy. Doesn't that sound nice?"

"...it does." She kissed my earlobe, then bit it gently.

"Just hang in there, little brother. In a few days, you're going to have the best sex of your life with your mother. The kind of sexual ecstasy most men only dream of. Then, all three of us can have fun again. I want to eat your cum out of her pussy. I want to suck you off while she fucks me with a strap-on. Just hang tight." She backed off, good thing because I was so pent up.

"Here's some money. Go see a movie to take your mind off things."

"Good idea. I'll see you later."

"I'm going back to campus this afternoon."

"Oh, ok then." I headed to the door.

"Little brother, wait. I hate seeing you like this. Let me give you a goodbye present." She pushed me against the door and got on her knees, immediately freeing my hard cock. I thought she would tease me more but instead, she deepthroated me. Oh god, a woman's touch after so many weeks was heaven. The nyquil always makes it hard for me to cum, and that was the only thing that saved me from cumming down her throat. Mom would have had my ass, literally.

After a few seconds, we heard the shower turn off. She stuffed my cock back in my shorts, then kissed me on the cheek.

"Love you, little bro." With much will power, I got out the door and went to a movie. It was a Godzilla rerun and even the 1980s Japanese ladies, fully clothed, were enough for me to tent. Fuck at this point I could jerk off to Mothra, that slut.

I went home and ate dinner with mom. Either Jill has convinced her to go easy on me, or this was her plan, because she had pumped the brakes on the teasing. Instead, it was like we went back to our life before our marriage. She made dinner, in a conservative housewife dress and we ate mostly in silence. Then we watched something on streaming. There was only one difference; before we were lovers we would sit next to each other and sometimes I would rest my head on her shoulder when I had a bad day (gee I wonder where my Oedipus complex came from, mom). This time, she rested her head on my shoulder and put an arm around me. Don't get me wrong, with my abstaining, it was more than enough to tease me and get me hard, but it was still nice; relaxing even. On the third night, the day before our trip, mom paused the movie.

"Honey, do you love mommy?"

"Of course I do."

"How much?"

"I love you more than any son loves his mother." She leaned over and kissed me. I had not kissed her in a month. I totally lost myself in it.

"I'm looking forward to our vacation. Get up early to pack. We have a long flight tomorrow."

She wasn't kidding. An hour drive to the airport, followed by an hour long flight to LAX, followed by a six hour flight to Hawaii.

Mom made good on her promise; the place we rented was amazing. It was a whole house to ourselves in a cove with its own small but private beach, surrounded by cliffs. The place was very modern with an open kitchen with bar seating, stainless everything, modern furniture and flat screens in every room, AC, and even a fully stocked liquor cabinet. After the drive, flights and time change, we both immediately went to sleep for the first night. I again slept on the couch, which was surprisingly comfy. In the morning, I woke up to mom making breakfast of eggs and bacon with a side of poi.

"Morning, son. I woke up early and went to the store to get food." She plated up a breakfast and set it on the bar. I got up and sat down to eat; it was amazing. I had never had poi before but after nearly a day of not eating, it was like ambrosia. I noticed halfway through that mom was sitting opposite me, resting her chin on her hand, elbow on the table, and just staring at me.

"....What?"

"I was just admiring how handsome my son is. I did good work, didn't I?"

"Sure, mom. The breakfast is also great."

"Eat up. You're going to need your stamina, tonight." I choked on my eggs.

"First, let's check out our private beach. Get changed into your suit." She went to her bedroom and closed the door. It would take me approximately 5 seconds to change into swim trunks, so I continued eating. About 15 minutes later, mom came out in the green bikini. I had seen her in it when she washed my car, but not up close. Up close, it was so tight that it ever so slightly compressed her skin, making a very clear definition of her ass and titties. Even the crotch was tight, and if not for the sparkly sequins, would probably be clam shaped. She had done her hair up in a curly ponytail like the scene in the movie, and she had on a tasteful yet thick amount of blue eyeshadow and glitter on her eyelids, along with a very well done black outline and eyelash makeup. She. Looked. Hot.