Peer Review

Getting you out of the bedsheets is an ordeal. There is cum everywhere, and you are completely drenched in it. Your mom actually loses her grip as she's helping you out of the bed, and you fall back into the cum-soaked sheets with a wet squelch. You both laugh, and she helps you back up.

"Oh dear, you're a mess," she chuckles. "I may have gone a bit overboard."

"Oh my god, Mom," you gasp, wiping some cum off your face. "You drenched me! You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"Well, I might have gotten some inspiration from the internet," she admits, blushing. "And I had a feeling that you wouldn't mind. So... how was it?"

"It was amazing. If the footage is just as good, they'll love it."

"Mmm, yes," she sighs, hugging you tightly. "I hope so. I'll need a couple more minutes with the bedding, why don't you go take a shower?"

"Yeah," you nod, looking down at yourself. "I'll be right back."

You head to the bathroom, where you take off your chastity cage and jump into the shower. The water is warm and relaxing, and your mother's cum starts to rinse off your body. The drain clogs a bit in the beginning, but you keep running the water to flush it away. You scrub your skin, making sure it's nice and clean. When you're satisfied, you dry yourself off, re-lock the cage and leave the bathroom.

While Lisa is finishing up the bed, you stow away the cameras and load the footage into your laptop. You make sure everything is ready before you let your mom know.

"Okay, Mom! It's all done!"

"Coming!"

A few seconds later, she joins you on the couch in the living room. She wraps her arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.

"Let's see it then," she purrs, snuggling up against you.

If you thought Lisa watching porn was surreal, then this is something else entirely. You stare at the screen, transfixed by the scene unfolding before you. It's you, getting fucked in the ass by your mom. And it looks amazing. Your bodies shine in the golden light of the room, and the camera shows every movement. You can see your cushioned ass jiggling with each impact, and your moans are crystal clear.

Lisa's cock is captured in glorious detail, the veins on her thick shaft bulging out, pistoning in and out of your stretched hole. You watch as she pushes you down, bending you in half, and you cry out in pleasure. Your cock is visible inside its cage, throbbing with each thrust.

Instinctively, you look for flaws and blemishes on your body, but you can't find any. Your skin looks as fair as that of a newborn. Nothing looks awkward or out of place. You're a radiant display of genuine sexual lust. And so is your mother.

The video ends and you're both sitting there in stunned silence. Then, Lisa speaks up.

"Oh my god..." she murmurs. "This is... wow."

"So, what do you think?" you ask, feeling your heart pound in your chest.

"I... I don't know what to say," she replies, shaking her head. "It's amazing, sweetie. I mean, I know you're good, but from this perspective, it's just unreal. My dick looks big enough that it should unhinge your jaw, and you just take it all with a smile on your face. And your eyes are so expressive. They look like they're full of lust, but also devotion. Like you want nothing more than to get fucked by me."

"I do," you admit, smiling. "I really do."

"I know," she chuckles, stroking your hair. "But this is art, sweetie. This is not just sex. This is passion. And I love it."

"Me too, I guess? And don't sell yourself short here, this was a team effort."

She hums at that, still lost in her own thoughts. You close the laptop and put it on a safe spot on the coffee table. You cuddle up against your mom, enjoying the warmth of her body.

"There's just one more thing to consider," you sigh, tracing your finger on her skin.

"What's that?"

"Sarah and Crystal. They have no idea. I kind of don't want them to learn it the hard way. They deserve to hear it from us."

"Yes. I've been thinking about this, too. Once they're back, they'll figure out what's going on in a matter of hours. So I guess it's best to tell them right away."

"Right now?"

"No, no. First thing when they're back, which is in six days. They'll return in the evening, so we'll drop the bomb at dinner."

You slowly nod, thinking about the situation.

"Okay, that fits. The video needs editing anyway."

"Perfect."

"You realize what this means, though?"

"Hm?"

"If we have 6 days left until we have to slow down our... activities, we need to make them count."

"... Oh."