there isanother version of this story that contains golden shower scenes
Chapter 1

Drew always wanted to be a photographer. He got his first camera at 5 years old, and now at 15, he had a large collection of gear, some of which he got as gifts, some of which he bought for himself. He earned decent money mowing lawns and shoveling snow for some of the older ladies in the neighborhood. He even had a small studio with a darkroom in the basement, but he didn't use the darkroom much these days. Like most professional photographers, he had gone digital.

About a year ago, Drew began to notice how hot his mom was. Amanda was 34 years old, and was very attractive, although not really model material. She was too petite, only 5 feet tall, and she had a prominent overbite. She was slim, but not too skinny, and she had small b-cup titties. Drew was taller than her by about ten inches, and still growing.

Drew fantasized about fucking his mom, but all he could do was look at her. He started taking her picture when she was cooking, or doing dishes.

“Drew! Stop that. You know I don't like having my picture taken, especially now when I'm a mess from my chores.”

“Sorry, mom. But you're not a mess. You're very attractive in a domestic sort of way.”

“That's nice of you to say, but I wish you wouldn't do that. I never liked the way I look in pictures.”

“Maybe you never had the right photographer before. I could make you look beautiful if you would model for me sometime.” He snapped another pic.

“Drew! I'm not going to model for you. Stop asking and stop taking my picture.” She said in her most stern voice. It was hard for her to look too mad, as her front teeth were nearly always showing, giving her the appearance of smiling all the time.

“OK, mom. I'll stop.” He put the camera away and walked dejectedly out of the room.

Later that evening, he was up in his room, jerking it while he looked at his favorite shots of his mom on his computer. He had one where she was bending over to pick up some clothes off the floor, showing her shapely ass, and his favorite, one where she was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra. Her nipples were poking out. He heard a knock on his door.

“Honey, are you decent?”

“One second, mom.” he put his cock back in his pants and zipped up. “What's up?” he asked as he opened the door.

“Drew, I want to apologize for yelling at you earlier. I know taking pictures is your favorite thing to do, and I know you're getting very good at it. I'd love it if you became a professional photographer one day, and could make your living doing what you love.”

“Thanks, mom. I'm sorry for taking your picture without your permission. It's just, you're so pretty, and you really do photograph well. I know you don't think so, but I do.”

“It's OK, honey. I've always been self concious about my overbite. Plus my butt's too big and my boobs are too small. I don't know why anyone would want to look at a picture of me. It's sweet that you do, though.”

“There's nothing wrong with you, mom. You need to try looking at yourself differently. Maybe if you were to...I'm sorry, you told me not to ask you anymore.” he looked down at his feet.

“You might be right, Drew. Tell you what. I'll make a deal with you. You stop taking my picture around the house, and I'll agree to model for you. You can use all your photography tricks to make me look good.”

“Really, mom? That's awesome. When can we start?” his cock was straining against his jeans.

“How about saturday evening after dinner? We can go to the salon in the afternoon and I'll have my hair and makeup done however you like.”

“That sounds great, mom. I'll get some ideas together for your outfit, too.”

“Saturday it is. And no more pictures before then, got it?”

“Got it, mom.”

Chapter 2

After what seemed to be the longest week ever, Saturday afternoon came around and they went to the mall together. After showing her stylist a few shots of the look he wanted, he left the salon to get a few things for her to wear.

“Wow, mom. You look great.” he said as he came back to the salon.

“Thanks. I really like my new look. You have a good eye for hairstyles. What's in the bags?” She saw he had several bags from different stores.

“Every model needs a wardrobe, mom. You can't just wear jeans and a t-shirt.”

“But I'm comfortable in jeans.” She pouted a little.

“I'm going to take you outside of your comfort zone, mom. It'll do wonders for your self confidence. Trust me.”

“OK, you're the photographer. I'll do whatever you say.”

On the way home, “Mom, I'd like to stop here at the liquor store.”

“What for? You're not old enough to buy anything there, and you know I rarely drink.”

“I know, mom, but I think a little bit of the grape will help take the edge off your shyness and aversion to the camera. I'll pay for it, please get whatever you like.” He held out two twenties.

“Put that away. I can pay for it. I'll be right back.” She came back out with two bottles in brown paper bags.

“What did you get?” He asked.

“Well, I heard that models like to drink champagne, so I got a couple bottles of a reasonably priced French brand called 'Chateau L'amore'. Anything else we need, Mr. Photographer?”

“No, that's everything. Let's go have dinner, then we can start.”

He grilled a couple steaks and she made salad and scalloped potatoes. She had a glass of champagne with dinner.

“Ooh, the bubbles tickle my nose.” She giggled.

After clearing the table and loading the dishwasher, he said. “OK, mom. Go get undressed and put on your robe. I have your wardrobe and a changing screen in the studio. I'll meet you down there in 5 minutes.

Up in her room, she drank a little more champagne. “What does he mean by undressed? Just my underwear, or nude?” she wondered, feeling a little warm from the bubbly, and a little aroused by all the compliments and attention she had gotten today. “He said he had the wardrobe taken care of. I hope he bought underwear.” she said as she took off her bra and panties. She put on a short flimsy robe and went downstairs.

Chapter 3

“Wow, mom. You look hot. Go ahead behind the screen. Your first outfit is there.”

She went behind the screen and took off her robe, hanging it over the screen. She looked at the clothes, neatly folded on the table. First she put on the white cotton panties, then the plain white bra. There was a plain white button up blouse, and a knee length plaid skirt. There were also a pair of knee high white stockings and black patent leather shoes. “Catholic schoolgirl, huh?” She thought as she looked in the mirror. She checked her hair and stepped out. “Well?” she asked.

“You look great in that, mom. I knew you would. Come over here, I want to spruce up your makeup.”

“Drew, isn't this a catholic schoolgirl outfit? I mean, it's nice and all, but I feel a little silly dressed up like this.”

He put bright red lipstick on her, “I told you we need to work on your attitude, mom. The first thing I want is for you to remember what it feels like to be a young girl. I want you to pretend you're 13 years old, and just a bit naughty. Can you do that for me?”

“I'll try.” she took another drink of champagne. “Drew's awfully good at hair and makeup, I wonder if he's gay?” she thought briefly.

“OK, come over here and stand next to the chair. That's it. Look at the camera. That's it. Now, put your hands on the back of the chair and lean forward just a bit. Here, let me show you.” He went over and placed her hands on the chair exactly how he wanted them, and pulled her hips back so she was sticking her ass out rather seductively. “Hold it there. Now put your lips together and pout for me. That's nice. The camera loves you.” he moved behind her. “Keep your body just like that, and look over your shoulder at me. That's good. Now take your left hand and put it on your butt. Keep looking at the camera. You're doing great, mom. Now pull your skirt up just a bit, maybe three inches or so. That's it. OK, now pull you skirt up a bit more.”

“I don't know, Drew. If I pull my skirt up any farther, you'll see my underwear. I shouldn't do that.” she was getting more and more aroused and wanted to follow his instructions, but she wasn't sure.

“I told you I'd be taking you out of your comfort zone. Remember, your not my mom right now, you're a naughty 13 year old school girl. How about if I call you 'Mandy' to help you get into character?”

She was often called 'Mandy' when she was little, but as an adult she preferred 'Amanda'. “I'll try, Mr. Director.” She grinned at him.

“OK, Mandy. You're trying to tease the little boy who's been pulling on your ponytail lately. Go ahead and flash him your panties.”

She pulled her skirt all the way up over her ass while he took several more shots.

“That's great, Mandy, now pull your panties down a little on one side. That's it” he was as hard as he'd ever been, staring at his mom's creamy ass and thighs. “Just a little more. Now, reach back with both hands and pull your panties down to the middle of your thigh.” He could see her pussy as she bent forward a bit more. She was totally hairless, and her moist pussylips glistened under the lights. “Hold it right there, look at the camera. That's it. Now, go ahead and pull them back up, I want to try another pose.”

She was so hot right now, she almost started to argue about pulling her panties back up. She could feel how wet they were. “Where do you want me now?”

“Right there. Face me and get down on your knees. That's it. Lean back and spread your knees. Wider. That's it. Fix your skirt so it's laying flat between your knees. Now put your right index finger on your lower lip. Pull your lip down and give me a sexy pout. That's great, Mandy, just great.” He went over to her and unbuttoned her blouse halfway, pulling the collar open wide. “Hold it right there. More pout. That's it. Go ahead and unbutton your shirt the rest of the way. That's nice.” he could see her bra. “Mandy, that bra just isn't working with this shot. Can you take it off and leave the shirt on?”

“Sure thing.” she reached back to unclasp her bra, and slipped her arms out of the straps while keeping her shirt on. “Is that better?” Her small breasts were exposed.

“A little better, Mandy. Let me get your shirt set right.” He leaned down and made sure her shirt hung off her shoulders just right. “You need a little more color in your aereolas and nipples. Here.” He sucked each nipple for about five seconds.

“Ohhh, Mmmmm.” She moaned quietly.

“There, that's better. Now, put your left hand behind you and lean back a little. Take your right hand and grasp your skirt in the middle between your knees. That's it, Mandy. You're doing great. Pull the skirt up and show me your panties again. That's nice. Go ahead and tuck the hem of your skirt into the waistband so it doesn't fall down. That's good. Now, grab the crotch of your panties and pull them to the side. That's it, Mandy. Flash your pretty little pussy. You're driving the schoolboys wild. Take two fingers and spread your pussylips. Here, like this.” He went over and got on his knees between her legs. “Make a peace sign with your right hand.” He spread her lips with both his hands. “Put one finger on each side. Hold it tight so it stays open.” He got back up and continued shooting. “You've got a nice pink pussy, Mandy. Arch your back a little, now go ahead and put two fingers on your clit. That's it. Now pretend you're having an orgasm. Look at the camera. Rub your clit a little. That's it.”

She rubbed her clit and didn't have to pretend she was cumming, she actually was. “Oh God.” She whispered as she came.

“That's good, Mandy. Very hot. You're the sexiest little girl in the whole school.” He could tell that she had an orgasm, so he just watched as she came down.

“Ohhhh.” She whimpered.

“OK, mom. That was great. I got all the shots I need for that set-up, Let's take five before the next one.”

“Oh, Drew. I don't know what came over me. I hope I didn't embarrass you, or myself for that matter.”

“You were great, mom. You really got into the character. How do you feel?”

“I feel wonderful right now. What do you want me to do next?” she stood up and didn't bother to close her shirt, or pull her skirt down.

“Why don't you get another glass of champagne, and I'll get your next outfit ready.”

“OK, Mister.”

Chapter 4

As soon as she left, Drew went into his darkroom and jerked off. It only took about ten seconds for him to cum, he was so hot from watching his mom masturbate. He quickly set up the props and her outfit for the next set.

“Are you ready, Mr. Photographer?” She asked. Her shirt was still hanging open, and her panties were still pulled to one side. She took the shirt off. “Where's my next outfit?” she unzipped the skirt and stepped out of it, then pulled her panties off.

Drew tried to act casual even though his mom was standing nude in front of him. “Your wardrobe is over there behind the screen. I had to move the screen because it's a prop for this set.”

She went behind the screen and saw the next outfit was all black. Black seamed nylons and a black lace garter belt. She put these on, but couldn't find any panties. “Drew, where are the panties for this outfit?” she asked as she stepped out from behind the screen, wearing only the stockings and garter belt.

“There aren't any with this one, mom. No bra either. You're playing a sexy burlesque dancer from the early 20th century. Go ahead and get dressed. Don't forget the gloves.”

“Sounds naughty.” she said as she put one foot on the chair and adjusted her stockings, deliberately exposing herself to him, before going back behind the screen. She put on the dress. It was covered in sequins and came down to mid thigh. There was also a black bowler hat, black elbow length satin gloves, black pumps and a black cane that had a thick handle and a silver ball on top. “It almost looks like a cock” She thought.

She put the hat on slightly askew and stepped out. “Ta Da!” She held her arms straight out to the side.

“Wow, mom. You look even better in that than I imagined.”

“I feel sexy, too. It's amazing how different clothes can make you feel.”

“Now, mom, for this scene your name is Peggy, and you dance at a high end burlesque show in New York City during prohibition. I need to fix your makeup real quick.” He put some extra eyeliner on her, and a bit more lipstick. He also adjusted her hat to the exact angle he wanted. “Ready, Peggy?”

“Ready Mr. Director.”

“Get back behind the screen, Peggy. The first shot will just be your sexy leg sticking out. That's it. Point your toes straight out. Bend your knee around the screen. That's great. Now step out and stand in front of the chair. Put your feet together and put the cane on the floor about two feet in front of you. Hold the cane with both hands and stick your butt out. That's it, very sexy Peggy. Now turn around and do the same pose with your sweet ass pointing this way. Look over your shoulder at the camera. That's so hot Peggy. Now sit down on the chair, hold your knees together and raise up on your toes. That's it. Hold the cane in front of your knees with both hands. Nice. Now put the cane up to your lips and give me that sexy pout. Very nice, Peggy. Spread your knees wide and put the cane on the floor in front of you. Now lift your dress up and hold the cane just in front of your pussy. Hold the cane tight. Press it between your lips.” he went to her and got between her legs. “Hold the cane close, I want it to be between your lips.” he pulled her lips apart and pushed the cane between them. He got up and kept shooting. “So hot, Peggy. The crowd is on it's feet watching you.”

She nearly came as soon as she touched herself with the cane.

“OK, Peggy, spread your pussy with your left hand and put the top of the cane against your opening. Hold it right there. Now put about one inch inside. That's so hot, Peggy. Move the cane in as deep as you can. Yeah, hold it there. Now grasp the cane with both hands and move it in and out for a few strokes.”

“Ohhh.” She climaxed as soon as she moved the cane. “MMMMmfffff” She bit her lip.

“That's very sexy. Now take the cane out and put it up to your mouth. Tilt your head back and hold the cane straight up over your mouth. Just like that. Now put the cane in your mouth sowly. That's good.”

“Mmmmm.” she moaned as she tasted her juice on the cane.

“OK, go ahead and stand up. Take off the dress, but leave everything else on. Put the cane between your boobs and hug your tits together. Look at the camera and lick the top of the cane. You're so hot, Peggy. Go ahead and put one foot on the chair. Turn this way a little. Grab the cane in one hand and the hat in the other and hold your hands out wide. Smile. Yes, That's it. Put the hat back on and sit down. Hold your thighs together and raise your legs up high. Point your toes straight up. Move your legs to the side so the camera can see your pretty face. That's good. Now keep your legs together and put the cane up to your pussy again. Nice. Put your legs on the floor and spread them wide. So hot, Peggy. Ready for the big finish?”

“Anything you want, Mr. Director.”

“OK, Peggy, fuck yourself with the cane as deep and hard as you can. The audience wants to hear you screaming in extasy. Go ahead. Talk it out.”

“Oh Fuck that's good! OH FUCK!” she plunged the cane in and out of her dripping wet snatch . “OH GOD! YES! FUCK YES! YESSSSSS! FUCK ME! GOD DAMN I'M CUMMING! OHHHHH!” she screamed out as she came. “Oh God! Oh God! Yes.” she began to calm down and held the cane inside her while she held her legs together. Finally she opened her legs slightly and gently pulled the cane out, letting it fall to the floor. “Oh wow that felt good. Whew!”

“That was great, mom. You really surprised me with the depth of your acting skills. I loved it, how do you feel?”

“Tired, but a good tired. Can we take five? I need to go to the little girls room.” she stood up and streched. “Whew.”

“Sure, mom. I need to change batteries anyway. I'll see you in a few for the next set up.”

Chapter 5

She didn't bother getting dressed, she went to the bathroom wearing only the garter belt, nylons, gloves, and hat. She came back with another glass of champagne. “Ok, Mr Director, what's next?”

“You're going to like this one, I hope. Go ahead and strip down, I'll go get the next outfit.”

She stripped down and waited, drinking her champagne. She was no longer self concious about being nude in front of her son. He was such a professional, she felt like a real model.

“OK, mom. Here it is.” He held out a large, flat jewelry box. He opened it to show her a beautiful pearl necklace.

“Oh, my...” She had to catch her breath. “That's gorgeous. Where did you get the money... That can't be real.”

“It's real, mom, but as much as I'd like to give you a ten thousand dollar necklace, this is only on loan from Mrs. Thomas, one of my yardwork clients. I'm sorry, but it has to go back tomorrow. You can wear it tonight, though. Go ahead, put it on.”

“Oh, my. It's so beautiful, Drew. Here, help me with the clasp.” she turned around and held her hair out of the way. “I want to look in the mirror. Oh, Drew, it's stunning. Where's the rest of the outfit?”

“That's the outfit, mom. Now for this scene, you'll be playing 'Rose', a very high class, exclusive courtesan. Your best, and wealthiest client, the noted industrialist Mr. Winthrop, has just given you that necklace and you're eager to show your appreciation. I'll be playing Mr. Winthrop.”

“You're going to be in the pictures with me? What are we going to do?” Her pussy was getting wet again.

“You're going to show your appreciation for the necklace. I'm sure you'll think of something. Since I'm going to be in the scene, there won't be a still camera for pictures, so I have the hi-def video set up on the tripod. Are you ready, Rose?”

“Whenever you are, Mr. Winthrop.”

He stripped down naked. “OK, Rose, kneel down here while I frame the shot and focus the camera.”

“Like this?” she said from her knees, looking over at her son's naked body for the first time since she stopped bathing him years ago. “Nice cock” she thought.

“That's great Rose.” he stood in front of her, his throbbing cock just inches from her face. “Action!”

“Oh, Mr. Winthrop. Thank you for the lovely gift. You're so good to me.” she reached out and stroked his cock. “I can't possibly thank you enough, but I'd like to try.” She licked his cockhead. “such a beautiful cock.” she took him in her mouth.

“Oh, Rose. Your mouth is so warm and lovely. You're so very beautiful. Mmmmm.” he moaned.

She stroked his shaft with her hand, while sucking and licking his head.

“Oh, Rose, you're about to receive another pearl necklace. Oh god.” he grabbed his cock at the base and pulled out of her mouth just as his balls erupted with hot semen. He shot rope after rope of milky jizz on her face and chest. When he was nearly finished, he put the tip back in her mouth so she could suck out the last of it. “Ahhhhh! Rose!.” he caressed her hair while she looked up at him. “You're a wonderful woman, Rose. You make me so happy when we're together. Perhaps next time I'll bring you diamonds. Would you like that?”

“I'd like that very much, Mr. Winthrop. You're the most kind and generous man a girl like me could hope for.” she licked his balls, then let him go.

“Cut! Stay right there, mom.” Drew went over and turned off the camera. He brought her a box of tissues to clean the cum off her face and chest.

“How was that, Mr. Director?” she stayed on her knees, cleaning her face.

“You were fantastic, mom. A remarkable performance.” he stood in front of her with a camera in his hand. “I want to get a few stills of you like this. Look up at the camera.” he snapped a picture, then moved closer, so his soft cock was just inches from her face. “Beautiful, mom. Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.” he put his cock on her tongue and snapped another picture. His cock was beginning to get hard again, so he pushed it into her mouth. “Oh that's nice, mom” he said as she began to suck him. “Look up at the camera.” he snapped a picture with his cock halfway in her mouth. “You're doing great, mom.”

“This is so naughty, Drew.” she said as she looked up at him.

“I told you I'd be taking you outside of your comfort zone. Mmmmm. Oh, yeah.” he took a few more pictures. “OK, mom, when I cum this time, I want you to hold your mouth open with your tongue out. I want to get a picture of your tongue covered with my cum. Don't swallow it right away.”

“Like this?” she looked up at him with his cock resting on her tongue.

“Yeah, just like that. Beautiful. Go ahead and suck it for a while. Mmmm, that's it.” after a few minutes, “Oh fuck, mom, here it comes. Unnng.” he grunted as he began cumming.

She held him on her tongue, looking at the camera as her son's cum slid down and pooled in the back of her mouth.

“Hold it just like that. Oh fuck yeah.” he filled her mouth with hot semen. “That looks so hot, mom. Swish my cum around a little. Now open your mouth so I can get a picture. Yeah, that's it.” he put his cock back in her mouth. “Go ahead and swallow now, then keep sucking until I'm completely soft.”

She swallowed his cum, and sucked him for a few minutes. “Was that OK, Drew?”

“That was perfect mom, just perfect. How did you like it?”

“I loved it. I haven't done that in years, I forgot how much I like sucking a nice cock.” she licked his cock again. “You really do have a beautiful cock, Drew.”

“I'm glad to hear that, mom. You can suck me anytime you want.”

“I might take you up on that.” she let go of his cock and stood up to hug him. “I love you.” she breathed into his ear.

“I love you, too.” he hugged his nude mom tightly. “You did such a good job on that shoot, I almost hate to ask you to return the neckace, but...”

“I know, Drew. It's too much for a plain jane like me anyway. Would you take it off for me?” she turned around and held her hair up.

“You're not a plain jane, mom. You're a beautiful model, exclusively under contract to America's hottest young photographer.” he put the necklace away. “I should take that to the jewelers for a good cleaning before I bring it back to Mrs. Thomas.” he thought to himself.

“You're so sweet and you say the nicest things to me, Drew.” She hugged him again, feeling his flacid cock against her stomach, then kissed him on the lips.

“How are you feeling? Are you tired or do you want to do one more scene?”

Chapter 6

“I could do one more. What's the premise this time?” she asked, standing nude in front of him.

“I'll tell you in a minute. The setting is an average suburban home, so I set up a few lights in the guest bedroom. Go on up there, your wardrobe is on the bed. Put it on and I'll be up soon.”

She went up to the guest room and saw a few lights and two tripods set up around the bed. On the bed was one of her normal everyday outfits, jeans and a t-shirt. Her regular plain cotton underwear was there too. “This doesn't seem very sexy.” She thought, but got dressed anyway.

He came in dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, too. “OK, mom. This character has quite a bit of backstory, but it's a role you were born to play.” He set up another tripod so there were one still and two video cameras all pointed at the bed. “You'll be playing a very pretty, but otherwise average, mid 30's, suburban single woman. You have one son who is 15 years old. You've noticed over the past few months that your son has become sexually attracted to you, and although you've aways heard that incest is wrong, you can't really think of a good reason why, after all, you love your son more than anything in the world, and you would do anything to make him happy. Your son is growing up to be a handsome young man and lately you've been having erotic thoughts and dreams involving him. You haven't been with a man in years, and your newly found lust for your son is burning like a fire in your belly. You've decided to seduce your son and give yourself to him, body and soul. You want to make sweet, passionate love to your son all night long, and every night from now on. You've also decided that you want to start dressing sexier to please your son. Starting tomorrow, you want to wear short skirts, or sexy lingere, or nothing at all when you're at home. Your character is named 'Amanda'. Can you handle the part, mom?”

“Ooh, that sounds like fun. Tell me about my character's son.”

“You're character's son is a handsome, strapping young man who wants to be a professional photographer one day. He has been lusting after his mother for months, taking her picture, and convincing her to pose for him. His name is 'Drew'. I'll be playing Drew. Are you ready?” he asked as he sat next to her on the bed.

“I'm very ready, Drew.” she leaned close to him.


The End

Part 2

Chapter 1

Sunday morning, Drew woke up with his mom in his arms, still spooning from the night before. He lay there, listening to her breathe, feeling the heat radiating from her body. He lightly caressed her breasts while kissing her neck.

“Mmmmmm.” she murmered as she awoke. “Oh, Drew, you really are here. I thought I was dreaming.” she could feel his cock stiffening against her backside. She reached down between her legs and guided him towards her moist, swollen lips.

Now fully hard, he pushed slowly into her as they spooned. “Morning, mom. Did you sleep well?”

“Mmmmm. That feels nice, Drew. I slept better than I have in years. I feel so secure with your strong arms around me.” she moved her hips in rythym with his.

“I'm happy to hear that. I feel great this morning, waking up with a beautiful model in my arms.” He rolled over on top of her, so she was face down, flat on her stomach and he was straddling her thighs, stroking slowly into her steaming hot pussy. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “You're so hot, mom. I love you.” he kissed the back of her neck and picked up the pace of his fucking.

“I love you too, baby. Oh, god. That's so good. Yes. Just like that. Mmmmm.” she lifted her hips just enough to slide one hand under herself and massage her clit. “OH FUCK, DREW! FUCK ME! FUUUUCK!” she cried out as she came.

“Oh God, here it comes! Unnnngh!” he grunted as he began spurting his cum deep inside her. “Oh yeah, oh god!” he pushed her up the bed as he came. “Oh fuck, mom. Ohhhh.” he finished and rolled off of her, laying on his back trying to catch his breath. “Ooooh, that was good. I love you, mom.”

“I love you too.” she moved over and put her head on his chest. She rubbed his belly as she listened to his heart beating.

“I want to stay here with you forever, mom, but I'm getting kind of hungry.” he said.

“Me, too, sweetie. Would you like some pancakes?” she sat up and stretched her arms above her head.

“Sounds delicious. I want bacon, too.” he sat up in bed.

“Anything for my big man.” she gave his cock a playful squeeze. She got up and went down to the kitchen, still nude. She put on a white apron and started frying the bacon.

“Smells good, mom. I'm starving.” he began to set the table.

“Just a few more minutes.” she said as she mixed the batter. “Put the butter and syrup out, too, please.” she put the bacon on a paper towel and cooked the pancakes. “Here you go, get started on those.” she put three pancakes on his plate.

“Mmmmm. Delicious, mom.” he said with his mouth full.

When she was finished cooking, she put the rest of the pancakes on the table, then took off the apron and sat down. “Mmmmm. Good bacon.” she said.

They ate their breakfast in silence and when they finished, “I'm going up to take a shower and get dressed. Would you put the dishes in the machine?” She kissed him on the forehead.

“Sure, mom. Thanks for breakfast.”

She got in her shower and turned the water on as hot as she could stand. “What am I doing?” she thought as she stood under the spray. “I just made love to my son all night, and this morning, too.” her mind was racing as she fought with herself, one part of her wanted to tell Drew that what they did was wrong and they could never do it again, after all, mothers and sons aren't supposed to have sex. That's incest, and still a big taboo, even in an age when other taboos are being broken daily. Another part of her wanted to continue with their forbidden love. After all, she had been single for a long time, and the sex was pretty spectacular. “At least I'm pretty sure Drew's not gay. That's a relief.” she thought as she began to soap up, “If I stop this now, I'll break his heart, and besides, as long as we keep this our little secret, how can it hurt anything?” As she finished and got out to dry off, she decided that she needed to talk with him about this.

She put on her sexiest red lace-trimmed panties and bra, then put on her jeans and a t-shirt. She went into his room to wait for him to finish his shower. Soon he came in with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“What's up, mom?” he noticed how she was dressed, but said nothing.

“Honey, we need to talk about what happened last night, and this morning.” she looked nervous.

“Oh, shit.” he thought. “Here comes trouble.”

“I want you to know that I love you very much, but what we did was... I don't want to say it was wrong, but it wasn't what people normally do. I enjoyed it very much, but I don't know if we should continue.”

“What people normally do? Why should we be like everybody else, mom? Most people are fat, stupid and miserable. I don't want to live like that. I know incest is a big taboo in our culture, but I don't care. I love you and you love me. That's all that should matter.”

“I know, Drew. But if we do continue with this, we must be very discreet and tell no one about our sexual relationship. We'd be living two seperate lives, one in private where you're my man and I'm your woman, and another one in public where I'm your mother and you're my teenage son. Can you handle that?”

“I understand completely, mom. I would never betray your trust, and I would never do anything that put either of us in danger.”

“Good, now that we've gotten that out of the way, does my outfit please you?” she turned around in her plain jeans and t-shirt.

“Uh, kinda no, mom. I was hoping you'd want to sex it up a little.”

“Like this?” she quickly pulled her shirt over her head and unbuttoned her jeans, pushing them down, showing him her lingere.

“That's much better. I've never seen those before. Very nice.” his towel started to rise up.

“I have a few sexy things you've never seen. Yet.” she stepped out of her jeans and pulled his towel open, letting it fall to the floor. “I've seen this somewhere before.” she stroked his cock, feeling it stiffen in her hands. She got down on her knees and kissed the head of his cock. “Are you sure you want to do this? I can stop if you want.” she teased him.

“Don't stop now, I'm pretty sure I want to do this.”

“OK, you asked for it.” She sucked him into her mouth, getting halfway down his seven inch prick. She sucked him in and out of her mouth, while stroking him with her hand.

“Oh God. Don't stop.” he said as he lightly touched her head.

She really picked up the pace. Sucking, slurping, bobbing up and down on his shaft.

“Here it comes, get ready!” he shot his seed into her mouth, while she kept bobbing up and down. She tried to swallow, but some of his cum spilled down her chin. “Oh fuck that's good!” he held her head still with his hands. “Unnnngghh” he grunted as his cock throbbed one last time in her mouth. He pulled out of her mouth. “Oh, mom. That was awesome. I never knew you were so good at that. Thank you.” he pulled her up to her feet and kissed her, tasting his own cum on her lips.

“You're welcome, stud. I really enjoy doing that for you. Now, when are you going to show me the pictures we took last night? I really want to see how I look.”

“Give me an hour or so to pick out the best shots. I'll set up a slideshow on the TV in the living room.”

“Let me know when you're ready. I'm going to go fix my hair and makeup.”

“OK, mom.” he sat at his desk and got to work.

Chapter 2

A little over an hour later, he had his laptop hooked up to the TV that was mounted on the wall above the fireplace in the living room. “The slideshow is ready, mom.” he was wearing a pair of black boxer brief underwear and nothing else.

She came in from the kitchen, still wearing the red lace bra and panties, and sat next to him on the couch.

“Here we go.” he pressed a button and she appeared on the screen in the schoolgirl outfit. He went through the first few pictures, until he came to the shot where she had her ass to the camera with her panties pulled halfway down. “I like this shot.”

“Of course you do. That's the first time you saw my pussy. I don't know what got into me, it must have been the champagne.”

“Or your burning desire for your handsome son.” he said.

“Well, there is that.” she put her hand on his briefs. “I didn't want to pull my panties back up when you told me to. They were already wet.”

“That's hot. I like this next set, with you on your knees You look cute and sexy at the same time.”

“I'm still a little self concious about my overbite in these pictures.”

“I think it's one of your best features, you have very nice, straight, white teeth. Very sexy.”

“Oh, you're just saying that to try to get in my pants.” she put her hand in his underwear and fondled his semi hard cock.

“Who's trying to get into whose pants here, mom?” he paused the slideshow. “This is one of my favorites.”

The pose with her holding her pussy open with two fingers was on the screen. “I can't believe I let you touch me there, but honestly, at that point I was so hot I would have let you fuck me.”

“You should have said something. I was so hard I had to jerk off in my darkroom during the break between sets.” he resumed the slideshow.

“I had a pretty powerful orgasm at the end there.” she put her other hand in her own panties.

“I noticed you did, very hot. Ooh, I really like this next set. You did such a good job playing Peggy.”

“I liked that, too. Awww, look hot cute I am in that hat. You did a great job with the wardrobe for this, Drew.” she said, then she whispered in his ear, “I want you to fuck Peggy hard the next time you see her.”

“I certainly will do that.”

“Where did you get that wonderful cane?” she said as the image of her fucking herself came onscreen.

“Where does anyone get anything these days? The internet.”

“I was thinking about the bulge in your pants while I was fucking myself with the cane. I had several orgasms during this set.”

“I nearly did, too. Want to see the 'pearl necklace' video?”

“How did you get Mrs. Thomas to let you borrow that beautiful necklace?” she took her hand from her panties and touched her neck where the necklace had been.

“Simple. I asked. I told her I needed some costume jewelry for a shoot. She said she doesn't wear fake jewelry. You should have seen the diamond necklace she offered me. It looked obscenely expensive. Plus, I've been mowing her lawn for years, I think she knows I'm not going to run off and sell her jewelry to buy crack. Ooh, here it comes” Her image filled the screen and he walked up to her with his cock sticking straight out.

“This is so hot. Those pearls were like an aphrodesiac. I would have done anything Mr. Winthrop asked me to do. Anything.”

After the video was over, she climbed up on his lap, facing him. “You did such a good job with everything last night, Drew. How can I thank you for making me look so good?” she pressed her pussy on his cock through their underwear while gently kissing his lips.

He hugged her and whispered in her ear, “I didn't make you look good, mom, I just helped you look a bit better. You've always been beautiful, you just didn't know it.” he reached around and unhooked her bra.

She pulled back just enough for him to pull her bra off. “If you keep saying those nice things, I'm going to get a swelled head and demand a raise for my modeling services.” she lifted up a bit so her breasts were in front of his mouth. He suckled her as she wrapped her arms around his head. “Oh, Drew.” she sighed.

He rubbed his hands up and down her back, soon he had both hands inside her panties, squeezing her ass cheeks. He ran his index finger down her crack, stopping to massage her rosebud. He pushed his hand farther down and got his finger wet from her pussy, then went back to her asshole, sticking his wet finger in a little way.

“Oh Drew! You're so naughty.” she pushed her ass against his finger and sat down a bit so she could kiss him. “I'm so hot right now.” she got up and pushed her panties to the floor, then grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them off. She got back on his lap and rubbed her pussy on his throbbing tool.

“You're so beautiful, mom.” he kissed her tits as she reached down to guide him into her pussy.

She sat down with him inside her. “Oh God.” she moaned and put his hand back on her ass.

He got his finger wet with her juice and put it back in her asshole. “You like my finger in your ass, mom?”

“Oh, yeah. It's so nasty.” she moved her hips up and down on his cock.

“Would you like to feel my cock in your ass?” he plunged his finger in and out.

“I've never done that, I don't think you'd fit. You're too big. Maybe we can try it someday, but not anytime soon.” she kept her hips moving, and whispered in his ear. “I bet Peggy likes it in the ass.”

“Mom, you're way sexier than Peggy.”

“Yeah, but Peggy's a bigger slut than I am. Oh, that's good.” she moved up and down on his lap. “Oh. God that's good. I want to feel you deeper inside me, Drew.” she got up off his cock and got on her knees, bending over the couch.

He got on the floor behind her and pushed in. “That deep enough for you?” he looked down at her asshole and pressed his thumb against it, slowly working it in. He fucked her hard and deep, his balls slapping against her clit.

“OH GOD, YES! FUCK ME HARDER! YES!” she screamed as she came. She got quiet for a moment, then, “OH FUCK! YES! YES! OH GOD!” she had another orgasm, then another, screaming the whole time.

“Here it comes, mom!” he fired a shot deep in her belly and arched his back, pumping his jizz into her.

“OH GOD YES! DEEPER! FUCK!” she was delirious with pleasure as she felt him cum in her. “Oh God, Drew. That was so intense.”

He pulled out of her and sat on the couch, trying to catch his breath. “Wow, mom. Wow.” he said quietly.

She stayed on her knees with her chest resting on the couch. “I can't move. 'Help! I came too hard and I can't get up!'.” she laughed. “No, seriously, I feel like I've been rode hard and put away wet.”

“I'm pretty beat too, mom. I think I need a nap. Wanna go upstairs and spoon?”

“You'll have to carry me.” she said without moving.

Feeling a burst of energy, he stood and picked her up in his arms.

“Ooh, you're so strong.”

He carried her up the stairs, she only weighed a hundred pounds, but by the time he got to her bed and set her down, he was winded. He lay on the bed behind her, breathing heavily.

“I can't believe you just did that. Do you know how that makes a woman feel? To be carried away in the arms of a big, strong, handsome man? Mmmm.”

“I know, mom. I've seen the covers of those romance novels.” he kissed the back of her neck, “I love you.” then he drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 3

They spent the rest of the day in bed, except for a quick dinner break. They slept together in her bed that night too. Monday morning they woke up and had to go to work and to school. The next few weeks were filled with hot steamy sex, as often as they could.

One day, Drew said, “This saturday is your birthday, mom. What do you want?”

“I'd like a time machine so I'm not 35 this year.”

“I'll look on the internet, but besides that, anything else you want?”

“How about we go out for a nice dinner? I swear, though, if the waiters sing 'happy birthday', I'll kill you in your sleep.”

“OK, no singing, got it. I'll make the reservations.”

Saturday came around and they went out to dinner. She wore a sexy little black dress, and he wore his nicest jeans, a red mock turtleneck and a black sport coat. He had a matching red handkerchief in his breast pocket.

After dinner, they took a car service home, as she had been drinking champagne. They got home and fell into a lover's embrace on the couch.

“Are you ready for your big present?” he asked.

“Is this it here?” she squeezed his cock through his jeans.

“Not exactly, but I'd like you to strip down nude first.”

“Ooh, this sounds sexy.” she stood and began undressing.

“I'll be right back.” he went down to his studio and came back carrying a vase full of red roses, and a heart shaped box of candy.

“Candy and flowers, nice, but not very creative” she thought to herself. “Oh thank you. These are beautiful.” she said as she took the vase and set it on the coffee table. “Come here and kiss me, I'll try the chocolates later.”

“I think you should try one now, mom.” he held the box out.

“OK, just one.” she opened the box and looked inside, quicky shutting it. “Oh my god, Drew.”

“Go ahead, open it.”

She took the lid off and dropped it to the floor. Inside the box, on top of the candy, was a beautiful pearl necklace. “Is this another loaner?” she asked.

“No, mom. You can keep this one. I want the most beautiful woman in the world to have pretty things.”

“Is this real? Where did you get the money...? How did you...?” She touched the pearls gingerly.

“It's real, but it wasn't quite as much as Mrs. Thomas' necklace. I can't afford that yet, but it is the largest single purchase I've ever made.”

“I can't accept this, Drew, it's too much. I...”

“As expensive as that was, it only really cost me five dollars. Go ahead, put it on.”

She picked it up and held it in her hands. “How did you get this for five dollars?”

“Remember all those yard sales I used to make you take me to? Remember all those old cameras I bought? Remember how you tried to convince me to stop wasting my allowance on that junk?”

“Yeah, so?” her eyes were fixed on the pearls.

“Turns out some of that junk is highly collectable and quite valuable. I sold two of my least favorite pieces on a photography collector's auction website, and made more than enough to buy that necklace, and pay for dinner this evening. I'm planning on selling a few more pieces next year to buy my first car.”

He took the necklace from her hands. “Turn around, mom. This is yours to keep forever.” he put it on her and she turned back around to face him.

“How do I look?” she was so excited, she was standing on her toes. “Where's the mirror?” she ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She ran back and literally jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and her legs around his hips. He had to step back to keep from falling down. “Thank you so much. I never expected anything so nice.” she kissed him on the cheek. “I love you.” she kissed him on the other cheek. “I love you.” she kissed him on the lips. “I love you.”

He reached down and held her up by her ass. “You deserve it, mom. Happy birthday.” he kissed her on the lips. “You know, mom, the best thing about getting a pearl necklace, is getting another pearl necklace.” he pulled her off him and pushed her gently down to her knees.

“Oh, Drew. Thank you for the lovely gift. You're so good to me.” she reached out and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. She reached in and fished out his cock. “I can't possibly thank you enough, but I'd like to try.” she stroked his cock with both hands. “I can't believe this.” she put her mouth on his cock, keeping one hand on his shaft, while touching her beautiful pearl necklace with the other.

“Oh, mom. Yeah.” he put his hand on her head, stroking her hair.

She sucked and sucked, pausing to lick his balls. She kept licking, sucking, stroking, slurping until she felt him tense up.

He felt his cum building and pulled out of her mouth, shooting ropes of hot, sticky cum all over her neck, tits and face. “Oh, fuck yeah.” he put it back in her mouth and she sucked him until he was soft.

“Oh, Drew. You got cum on my birthday present.” She smiled up at him while stroking him gently.

“There's one condition with your necklace, mom. You can wear it out whenever you want, with any outfit you choose, but if you wear it here at home, it's the only thing you will wear. Understand?”

“Ooh, I like that. I feel so sexy wearing this anyway, I don't want to wear anything else.” she scooped some of his cum off her face and put it in her mouth. “Mmmm.”

The End
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