Video of Mommy

 

Video of Mommy

Dad wanted a video of my Mom getting gangbanged. Or at the very least, having a train run on her. I mean, it would kind of half to be the second one, since, he sort of chickened out at the last minute and insisted that he didn’t want to know who was doing it. No faces. Or at least, no face on the video, except for my Mother’s. 

Of course.

I found out about all of this, because my Mom, who had been really open with me about her and Dad’s open relationship since I turned 18, actually came to me and asked for advice on how she could discreetly find a group of guys to fuck her, one after another. 

And just, wow. 

Yeah, how on Earth could a gorgeous, busty, charming woman convince a group of guys to have sex with her? 

It was a real conundrum…

In fairness though, I did a bad job of explaining it to her. When Mom asked, I tried to answer her as kindly as I could. I simply thought of the dumbest guys on Earth that I personally knew. My friends. Ages 18-21 with brains that were just barely capable of more than lust.

But, I when I told her that my friends would do it, Mom just took that as my solution. I tried to protest, but in between excitedly making plans outloud, and looking around the room for Dad’s old video camera, she suddenly turned to me and asked me if I could film her from the front.

I froze.

Mom explained that Dad’s camera would provide some POV, but that someone needed to film her face. Especially for doggy style scenes. I think she took my standing there like a deer in the headlights as hesitation, because she frowned and me, and pleaded. “Pleeeeeeese baby! For Mommy! I’ll own you one. I’ll owe you 10!” Then she grinned and changed that last one to, “I’ll owe you one for every friend that you film fucking me.” 

And, instead of talking her out of it, I found myself just gulping and nodding along. The idea of watching her like that. Of getting to see my gorgeous Mother having sex, and filming it with my phone! I realized I simply could not pass that up. 

So, later that week, while Dad was still at work, 8 of my friends walked into my house and were greeted by my Mom. I could have called more than 8, but when I got to the 9th name, I realized that I’d invited everyone who I legit thought could keep their fucking mouths shut once the deed was done. So, 8 was the limit. 




He’s a machine!

Are they all like this?

Your friends are fucking Mommy so good. 

And then after, she says that she said who they were when we were filming. And before I could assure her that I could edit it out, she looked up at me and asked if I thought my friends would be up for coming back tomorrow so we could re-shoot the whole thing. 

And I got it. I understood that semi-innocent look in her eyes. The way that she was playing dumb, and that she expected me to see it, but was really hoping that I would play along anyway. 

Then she pulled me closer by my beltloop, looked into my eyes and begged, “Please baby?” Her hand slipped down over my hardon, and gently rubbed me through my pants as she asked me again, “For Mommy?” 

 When I tried to say yes, no sound came out. So I nodded. 

Thankfully, she must have understood me perfectly. Because a moment later, she was on her knees, showing me how grateful she was.

I had a feeling I was suddenly a new fixture in my Mother’s love life. And, yeah. I was definitely okay with that!

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