Porn Star Mom

“Mom please, can we go now? I've been late school every day this week…”

“Mmshluurp… whheer- Mhmm…” Mom pulled the thick cock out of her mouth. Stroking it to keep it hard while talking to me. “We're almost done my sweet baby boy~ Just give mommy five more minutes and I'll drive you to school!”

“Ughh… Please stop calling me that.” I groaned. Averting my eyes from the scene in front of me. “I'm not twelve anymore. I wish you'd let me take the bus to school like everyone else.”

“Take it easy Kenny. You should consider yourself lucky.” Johnson told me as he held the camera steady. Moving in closer to capture my Mom's drool covered face as she sucked off the third and final actor in the scene. “Most girls in this industry don't give two shots about their kids. Your mom goes above and beyond for you.”

I rolled my eyes and put my headphones back on. Letting the sound of music cover up the gagging and **** sounds that echoed throughout the room. Keeping my eyes down on my phone screen and away from the porn scene my mother was currently filming.

Having a pornstar for a mom was something I'd seen guys fantasise about, but the reality of it wasn't so great. For one thing, having your living room turned into a porn set every morning made eating breakfast a little awkward. And for another, I couldn't even enjoy the porn being filmed, since the only woman staring in it was my mother.

And to make things even worse, mom wasn't just some no name newcomer, she was one of the world's most well known ‘adult performers’. With numerous awards, hundreds of videos filmed, and millions of followers on all her different social media accounts.

Standing at just over five feet, with white skin, long straight dark hair, blue eyes and a ‘voluptuous’ body type, including double G cup boobs, she had what everyone at school called, a ‘Perfect MILF-slut’ body.

I'd moved school three times, and each time it took less than a week for everybody to find out who she was. From there, guys seemed to filter into two different categories.

They either teased and bullied me relentlessly, talking loudly about her ‘best’ scenes where I could hear or printing out her various ‘money shots' and covering the bathrooms with them.

Or, they pretended to be my friend. Cosying up to me and then ‘innocently’ asking if they could come over and hang out at my place. I'd been naive enough to fall for that the first time it happened, and spent the entire night alone in my room. While my so called friends spent the night asking mom a barrage of questions while she sipped wine in a silky nightgown.

The girls though? They all tended to act the same way. With disgust. As if her profession was somehow my choice. Or that it meant I was just as perverted as the losers that gushed over her videos openly in class.

It was lonely. That was the worst part about being a pornstar's son. But I didn't blame her for that, and I couldn't ask her to quit either. She positively loved the work she did, and thought she was making a real difference in people's lives. It would almost be inspiring if her job wasn't, well… porn.

Not that her profession bothered me. I wasn't embarrassed that she had sex and filmed it for money. That some of her scenes were more, ****, than most people would admit to liking. I grew up in an open, sex positive environment, and didn't feel the shame most ‘normal’ people were burdened with. It was just fantasy. Just acting. Her films didn't represent all she was as a person, even if the world judged her by them.

“All done sweetie!" I heard mom say over the sound of my music. Looking up just in time to see her plant a wet kiss on my cheek.

“Oh Mom. Mom! Come on clean up first!” I wanted to push her away, but she was still naked. Her heavy, cum covered breasts hanging right in front of me.

“Oops! Sorry~” She giggled. Stepping back and licking her lips clean. “Now lets-”

SLAP

“Great shoot today Angel.” One of her large, muscular black co-stars interrupted mom with a hard slap to her ass.

“Fuck yeah, nobody sucks black dick like you do Angel!” Another man said. He was still fully naked with his overly large cock hanging out. Guzzling down a water bottle with a towel slung over his shoulders.

“You should really think about going BBC exclusive.” The third man said in a smooth voice. Flanking her other side and reaching around to squeeze her boob. “I know a producer that could get you into some real crazy shit. Big money.”

“You make a good, point~” She giggled. Tracing her hand down his chest and grasping his spent but still hard cock. “But I don't do this for money. I just want to make everybody feel good!”

“Well you can start by making me feel good again.”

“Mom.” I groaned. Conscious of the time.

“Hush now little boy.” The man glared at me and then looked back at mom. Pushing his lips against hers while moving his hand down between her legs. Stuffing his cum covered fingers into her wet pussy.

“Alright alright. Thanks enough guys.” Johnson stepped over, breaking the two of them up. “Let the lady get some rest. I'll call you later to set up the next shoot.”

“Sure thing boss.” The man chuffed. Looking down at me and tussling my hair with the hand that had just been inside my mom. “See ya round little boy.”

The guys begrudgingly took their leave. Throwing in some sweatpants before heading out the door, looking back and eyeing up Mom's body one more time before they left.

“Sorry ‘bout that kid. Some guys have no class.” Johnson smiled, putting his hand on my shoulder. Taking out a handkerchief to wipe my face and hair clean.

Johnson was Mom's Camera man, slash director, slash agent, slash producer. He'd been working with my mom for her entire career and was half the reason she had become as popular as she was. Back in the day he worked as her ‘co-star’ as well, but now he worked almost exclusively behind the camera.

He was a shorter guy, standing barely taller than I was, but he was as fit, strong and attractive as any pornstar currently working. Short black hair, chiselled jawline, toned muscles that weren't overly large for his body and a cock that was just as impressive as you'd expect from someone named ‘Dick Johnson’.

“Thanks. Dick.” I smiled.

“You keep making that joke and maybe one day it'll be funny.” He smiled back. Shaking his head. We'd known each other my entire life, and although neither of us acknowledged it, he was the closest thing I had to a father figure. “I'll clean up here Angel, you get the kid to school.”

“You sure Dick?” Mom asked. In the middle of packing up the camera gear. “I don't want to cause you any trouble.”

“Mom! Come on! We have to go!” I groaned impatiently.

“Alright alright.” She threw up her hands in mock defeat. Walking over to Johnson to kiss him on the cheek. “I'll see you tonight?”

“Absolutely babe.” He smirked back.

“I can't wait~” she fluttered her eyes at him, before taking my hand. “Now let's get you to school.”

“Mom… your clothes…” I averted my eyes from her naked body. “And… you're still a mess.”

“Didn't you want to get to school in time?” She raised her eyebrows at me.

“Well, yeah but-”

“Then this is the best I can do.” She picked up a fluffy robe that was slung over the couch. Pulling it over her body, it barely hid her voluptuous curves and voluminous chest.

Not wanting to argue the point further, I rolled my eyes and sucked it up. Following the curvaceous figure of my pornstar mother out to the car. Fully aware that she was only wearing a robe, and no underwear at all. Maybe a more normal son would be more freaked out, but I wasn't that bothered.

After all, this wouldn't be the least amount of clothes she'd worn to drop me off.