The next day, I woke alone in Mom's bed. I stumbled through the tiny house we lived in, calling out Mom as I went. I heard no response. "I wonder where she went?" I said aloud to myself.
I hopped into the shower, and got ready for the day. Tomorrow was my big party; so today I was really excited. The new boundaries of the relationship Mom and I have kept flooding my mind. I went to the kitchen to search for breakfast. The usual bowl of cereal was sufficient for me.
After breakfast, Mom still wasn't home. I went to her room, and made the bed. Curiously, I peered under the bed. There was a small box on the other side. I leaped onto the bed, and pulled out the box. It contained one untitled video, a dildo, lube, and a vibrator. "Wow," I said to myself. I had never really been curious as to what was in Mom's room.
Suddenly, I felt a need to know. I opened her dresser drawers, and found just the usual clothing, panties, bras, and hosiery. But, in the last drawer, I found clothing of a more "risqué" genre. She had black lace garter belts, red baby doll tops with holes where her breasts would lay, black lace stockings to go with the garter belts, and many more items, ranging from sexy, to sizzling. I could smell her sweet smell on her clothing.
There was a small envelope, picture size, resting at the bottom of the lingerie drawer. I picked it up and opened it. The first picture was Mom, standing with her legs spread; she was wearing a red lace top that pushed her breasts up and together. I could see her tangle of dark pubic hairs in the shape of a "v". The next one, Mom was in the same outfit. This time she was lying down, and her pussy was spread open. My dick lurched at the picture. The next one, she was in the same position, but a hand was in view and two fingers were penetrating her pussy. I flipped to the next picture. This time, a man, or better yet, a boy, who couldn't have been much older than eighteen, had his face buried in Mom's pussy. I noticed the date on the photograph; these had been taken two weeks ago. I then noticed the time on the photograph, 10pm.
"Could it be," I wondered, "Mom would meet with a young lover at a hotel, while she was supposedly out with the girls?" I never would have suspected a thing. I knew she stayed out late. Sometimes she would stay the night at Debras' house. The fact that Mom was sneaking around with a young lover made my dick hard.
I flipped to the next picture. It was a head profile shot of the young boy. I remembered him from school. I actually had a couple of classes with him; I think his name is John. It was true, he wasn't in class everyday, now I knew where he was, fucking Mom. I flipped to the next picture. Mom had taken the picture again. Johns' cock was deep inside her pussy. I could feel my jealousy rise in my stomach. But, I had to know more. I flipped to the next picture. Mom was bent over, showing off her sexy ass. She had a sexy smile as she looked back toward the camera. I flipped to the next picture. This time, a new boy was in the picture. His dick was sliding in and out. Mom, by the look on her face was about to cum. It then struck me. If these two were in the middle of fucking, who took the picture? My jealousy increased, I felt like I was going to throw up, but my curiosity didn't cease. I flipped to the next one. It was a close up of Mom's face during her orgasm. I flipped to the next one. Mom was going down on Debra.
"What have I been missing out on?" I screamed inside my head. I flipped to the next picture. Debra and Mom were doing a sixty-nine. John was pounding Mom's pussy. I flipped to the next picture, the boy I didn't know was fucking Mom, and Mom was eating Debras' pussy.
I flipped to the next picture. The boy I didn't know was fucking Debra while Mom finger fucked herself. I flipped to the next picture and John was fucking Mom while the other boy fucked Debra. I flipped to the next picture, the boy I didn't know was fucking Mom and John, was fucking Debra. I flipped to the next picture. Sarah, Debra, and Mom were all going down on each other, The boy I didn't know was standing next to the triangle, masturbating. I flipped to the next picture. It was the first one. I angrily shoved the pictures back in the envelope, covered it with the lingerie and slammed closed the drawer.
I grabbed the untitled video and placed it into the VCR Mom had in her room. Turning on the television, I was shocked. I noticed the star of the video at once. It was Mom. It was a close up shot of her face, but her hair covered her. Slowly, the pictured started to back up. Mom was bent over. The boy I didn't know from the pictures was slowly sliding in and out of her. Mom was moaning. "Yeah fuck her old pussy," Someone behind the camera growled.
"It feels so good baby, fuck me hard" Mom moaned.
"Yeah you old bitch, you like this young dick," The boy smiled as he said it.
"Oh yeah, you have such a big dick, use it baby," Mom begged. I could hear their skin slapping together. "Oh fuck!" Mom screamed, "I'm going to cum! Harder!"
The boy was grunting as he pumped in and out of Mom. The camera moved around to her head. It slowly pointed downward. A cock came into view.
"Suck it you old bitch," commanded the voice behind the camera. The picture moved back, and Mom's head was working the guys' shaft.
"Mmph, fubb ee," Mom said with a mouth full of cock. I heard a door in the background of the tape open and close.
"You started without me?" I recognized it as Debras'. I heard the rustling of clothes. Then, Debras face appeared. She squeezed underneath Mom and started sucking on her tits. My cock was rock hard in my pants. I hit stop on the VCR and "fast forwarded" it a few minutes. I pressed play, the sex resumed. Mom was riding on the boys' face. Debra was bouncing up and down on his cock. Debra and Mom were kissing passionately, and groping one another's tits.
I hit stop again, and forwarded it another fifteen minutes. It was different meeting. I recognized the inside of Mom's car. The camera was pointing down into someones' lap.
"This is going to be great!" an unfamiliar voice rang out.
"I can't wait to fuck you two hotties!" another voice I didn't recognize said.
"Why wait?" Sarahs' voice purred. The camera swung up, and to the left. Mom was driving the car. The boy I didn't know was sitting behind Mom, so Sarah was sitting in the back behind the passenger seat. I couldn't see Sarah very well, however, I knew that was her head bobbing up and down in the lap of the unknown boy. The camera shifted a bit, then pointed down, behind the seat at the back of Sarahs head. You could hear the slurps of her mouth as her head bobbed up and down.
"Oh fuck bitch, you're gonna make me cum!" The boy growled. Sarah worked faster. She shoved her face all the way down. I could tell the boy just came down her throat.
"Hell yeah man!" the voice behind the camera yelled.
