THE FOLLOWING STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION
ALL NAMES, CHARACTERS, AND INCIDENTS PORTRAYED IN THIS STORY ARE FICTITIOUS. NO IDENTIFICATION WITH ACTUAL PERSONS (LIVING OR DECEASED), PLACES, BUILDINGS, AND PRODUCTS IS INTENDED OR SHOULD BE INFERRED
ALL CHARACTERS PORTRAYED HEREIN ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE
AUTHORS NOTE I:
HELLO EVERYONE I'M BACK, AND I'VE RETURNED WITH AN INCESTUOUS ROMP FOR THE AGES!
AUTHORS NOTE II:
FOR THOSE WHO WILL COMPLAIN ABOUT THE MOTHERS SIZE MEASUREMENTS ALL I WILL SAY ABOUT IT IS THAT THE PORN STAR BRYCI WAS MY INITIAL INSPIRATION FOR HER LOOK, BUT THINGS DID CHANGE OVER TIME AS I WROTE THE STORY.
AUTHORS NOTE III:
THE MOTHER CHARACTERS STAGE NAME IS MENTIONED TO BE VICKI VALKYRIE, THIS STORY IS NOT AND NEVER WILL BE ABOUT THE SWEDISH ADULT STAR OF THE SAME NAME SO DON'T EVEN MENTION IT ;D
Vicki Valkyrie's Birthday Stud
An Original Story Written by
charmingcharles2896
Somewhere in Northeast Ohio... Maybe Near Cleveland...
Rebecca looked over her clothes making sure everything was ready for what she was about to do; she'd done her makeup a little bit to hoping she looked as pretty as she hoped he'd think she looked. Her sweet son had just turned 18; he was a man now, which always blew her mind. It seemed like it was just yesterday when she was helping him take his first steps. Now 18 years later she was about to do something, which she hoped he would really enjoy. She had no doubt that he'd enjoy it, but there is always some lingering doubt. She looked at herself in the mirror, she wasn't as young as in years past, her skin wasn't as tight as it used to be, but for 37 she thought she looked good. Yesterday the family had come over to celebrate her son's special day, but today was reserved for a mother showing her love of the only man she had left.
"Sweetie, can you come here please?" Rebecca hollered towards her son in the other room. She waited on her bed as she heard the telltale thud of footsteps jogging quickly up the stairs; moments later in walked her son.
"What's up Mom?" he said as he observed his mothers state of dress, she was wearing a red silk robe and most surprisingly thigh highs and a garter. Nothing scandalous was showing, but she was definitely wearing racy clothing.
"I just wanted to talk to you for a second, don't worry you're not in trouble." As Rebecca finished speaking she watched her son cautiously walk into the room, she gently patted the bed next to her. Slowly he sat down next to her and looked at her patiently; Rebecca leaned back on her hand slightly as she turned to face her son. The front of her robe slid open a tiny bit and instantly she saw her son's eyes dart downward briefly, obviously trying to catch a glimpse of her cleavage.
"Well as you know, yesterday was your 18th birthday; for a long time now I've wanted to get you something really special for your birthday. Keeping this in mind I heard a rumor from Aunt Haley the other day that you were getting bullied in school the other day. Apparently her son told her that some ass hat was making fun of you because of what I do for a living?" she asked her son who nodded sullenly.
Rebecca knew that her son was well aware of her line of work; she also knew what effect her looks had on him. Since she'd gotten her tits done when he was 11, she'd seen her son steal glances at her incredible bust when he thought she didn't notice. She'd done her best over the years not to tease him too much, but she'd be lieing if she didn't admit that she'd worn her fair share of racy clothes over the years for her son's benefit. She also knew that her son was well aware of her work. She'd been making pornographic video clips in her home for years while he was at school. She hadn't done completely mainstream porn in many years; instead she'd been making custom fetish clips for her fans for almost 7 years now. To say that she enjoyed her work now a lot more than before was an understatement. She continued speaking.
"By this point you're old enough to have found out what I do for a living." She said as her hand traced lines up and down the front of her robe.
"Yes Mom I know that you're an erotic model." He said as he tried his hardest not to look at her chest. Once he got old enough it didn't take him long to put two and two together. Her enhanced 39FF breasts, slightly enhanced lips, 29-inch waist, beddable 44-inch hips, & long voluptuous legs all pointed to the obvious conclusion that his mother was a porn star. Rebecca smiled to herself as she watched her son squirm in front of her, obviously attracted to her. He was treading so lightly around this topic that it actually made her chuckle some times.
"You're sweet but you can call it what it is, I'm a porn star." She watched her son nod as she continued speaking. "Well circling back to your birthday, I know that you find me attractive." As she finished talking she watched her son's body language change from relaxed to panicked.
"Don't try to deny it Sweetie, I've seen that you have my videos on your laptop and I know you've been stealing glances at my body for years." As she continued speaking her fingers subtly tugged open the opening to her robe exposing a hint of her cleavage. He couldn't help himself; he'd always wanted to see her boobs in person. If he was being completely honest with himself, he'd wanted to do a lot more than just see his mothers amazing fake tits. "To be honest with you son, learning that you tug on that young cock of yours to my videos made my decision much easier." With that she undid her robe and pulled it open revealing her bare breasts to her sons stunned eyes.
"Happy birthday son," she said as she watched the wheels turn in her son's head. He was obviously conflicted, part of him obviously wanted to stare at her magnificent breasts, while another part of him was struggling with the morality of it.
"Go on Sweetie, take a good look, I know you want to." Rebecca said while cradling her supple breasts doing what she always did in her videos to give him the full effect. "So Sweetie, what do you think?" she said softly as she saw his eyes take in her magnificent bust.
"They're better than I could've imagined; they look amazing in your videos, but they're so much better in person." He said as he finally peeled his gaze away from her chest to look into her eyes.
"Well I'm glad you like them, did you want to touch them?" she asked innocently as she saw her sons mind melt in his head. He could only nod as she shook them up and down.
"Go on, touch them." She said as she leaned forward a little bit. That was all the permission he needed as he reached forward and gently cradled them in his hands. She glanced down at her son's pants and spotted the tent in his pants, obviously he was enjoying himself.
"So Sweetie, what is your favorite of my videos?" she asked as she watched her darling son cradle and squeeze her round mounds.
"I love the video where you pretend to teach your young son how to masturbate for the first time. I'll be honest I came so hard to that video." He said as his eyes lit up; he gave her nipple a gentle pinch eliciting a gasp from his goddess of a mother.
"Ooh I love that video, that one was so naughty." She said as he continued to explore her bountiful bust. "So I bet this is easily the best birthday present you've every gotten." She said as she watched him nod.
"Well then what would you say if I offered you the chance to get that hard cock of yours involved?" Rebecca offered as she reveled in the sensations of her son's hands on her chest.
"What?" he said as he stopped in his tracks, she could only smile that predatory smile that she did in her videos as she leaned forward and got real close to his ear and whispered sensually.
"Does my naughty son want to fuck his slutty mommy?" she heard him gasp as she kissed his neck.
"Yes." He said quietly, too stunned for words.
"Get your cock out for mommy." Rebecca breathed into his ear as she reached down and felt his iron like erection through his pants. His cock was absolutely massive and she could feel it throbbing in his pants, which brought a smile to her face. Without another word she undid his belt and opened up his jeans. His boxers were tenting obscenely, just begging to be released.
"Wow so hard, why don't you lay back and let mommy do all the work." She said huskily as she pushed her son back on the bed and stood up before him. She sensually removed her robe revealing her stunning body clad only in lacy nylon stockings and a garter belt. Her pussy wasn't bare; instead there was a neat tuft of hair above her mons pubis.