You chicken out at the last minute

"Yes, sweetheart?" your mother softly replied, the innocence in her voice immediately filling you with second thoughts over what you were about to say, feeling that you had indeed missed your window of opportunity and being just too damn embarrassed now to ask.

"Uh, nuh-nothing. It's nothing important really," you told her, awkwardly clearing your throat, "I...I just wanted to say I'm glad that you're back."

"Aw, thanks, Tim. That's really sweet," she said, sounding rather touched by this (making you feel all the more ashamed), "I'm glad that I'm back too," before once again informing you, "Now I really better go, this little madam here is practically clawing at my legs."

"Okay, mom. Speak to you soon."

"Bye, sweetheart."

Hanging up the phone then and tossing it onto your bed, you placed your head in your hands and let out a relieved sigh, glad that you'd managed to keep your mouth shut, not entirely sure what you were thinking. Sure she may be a porn star now, and she may be perfectly comfortable with her sexuality and with people enjoying the pursuits of adult entertainment, but she was still your mother. How the hell are you seriously supposed to have a conversation with your own mother about how many pussies she's eaten out, or how many cocks she's planning on fucking? It just wasn't something that a mother and son can talk about, no matter what the situation!

And what had your plan been anyway? To ask her about all this stuff and then subtly sneak in the fact that you were a bit of a fan of her work yourself and were one of many lining up to watch her get fucked in the most sexual and perverted ways imaginable? You already knew that wouldn't go down well, so why, in the back of your mind, were you even entertaining the idea?

"I must be an idiot! She's not going to want to hear that," you said to yourself, turning back again to your computer where the image of that very same woman was displayed on the screen, ecstatically pleasuring herself, behind which lay the message she'd written on the AmberKnights.com board. Looking at it once more, you realized that this was the only way you were really ever going to get any insight into your mom's career; by following it as closely as you possible could along with the thousand of other members on her site, jerking away to her in secret and communicating anonymously through the forums...which was admittedly, for the best. You loved your mother too much to risk ruining your relationship like that, no matter how strong these conflicting feelings you were having now were.

With that being said, feeling a little weird now looking at all those pictures after having just spoken to your mom moments before, you decided that perhaps that was enough 'Amber Knights' for one night and closed down your computer, instead distracting yourself with Xbox for the rest of the night before finally heading to bed.

You didn't hear from your mother again till a couple of days later, in which time you had refrained from logging onto the website and had spent most of your weekend hanging out with Randall at the mall again and watching one or two new flicks at the cinema that were absolutely awful. From the sounds of things though she had been pretty busy herself, informing you that she had gone out to a few clubs with some of her new friend's, which was something she hadn't really done since before you were born, and sounding pretty happy with herself that she had - very much enjoying the fact that her new body and life allowed her to relieve aspects of her life she'd long since thought past. Though you didn't find out anymore about her movie scenes or anything, and hadn't asked, you did arrange to meet up midweek after school, when she 'had a window in her schedule' as she jokingly told you (clearly finding having a life that involved doing more than just vacuuming and looking after her children a bit of a novelty). Happy with this, telling her that you'd get the bus over to hers for a change, rather than her having to drive you around everywhere, you then hung up the phone and finished typing up the History essay you'd been writing for school.

With your homework done then for the day, and somewhat spurred on by hearing your mom's soft and smoky tones again over the phone (as well as very much looking forward to visiting her at her house again), you opened up your web browser and logged onto her website, finding that the full photo shoot she'd done in the blue bra and pantie set, as well as the white stockings and garters had finally been posted - all 80 plus of them.

"You have got to be kidding me!" you gasped, immediately clicking onto the link, having almost completely forgotten about them after having waited so long, feeling your dick harden in your pants as you filled with excited anticipation.

The wait had most definitely been well worth it though, and you were quite literally dumbfounded by the sheer awesomeness of the large gallery of pics - the previews in no way preparing you for the splendor that existed within. Running over to your door to make sure it was shut, you then sat there in front of the screen for the next hour or so taking in every incredible picture and pleasuring yourself to the sight - your mom as Amber Knights looking like a complete pro as she slowly stripped out of her lingerie and shot smoldering 'fuck me' looks at the camera, displaying her gorgeous dreamlike body and fucking herself in nearly every way imaginable. This was without a doubt the greatest photo set you'd ever seen (even if you admittedly witnessed a lot of these poses elsewhere before), and drool was practically forming from your mouth as you watched your mother, the slutty, big breasted porn star, spread her legs and her shaved pussy wide open, displaying the inside of one of the most famous tunnels in the world, before ramming her assortment of large toys deep inside.

You weren't exactly how many times you'd ended up climaxing to the pictures, but it was a lot, and after you were finished up, after you took one final look at another one of your favorites - Amber from behind, with her ass raised, allowing you to see her monster tits hanging down from below while she simultaneously pushed the large purple dildo into her now clearly moist cunt, and a slightly smaller, silver one into her ass, both at the same time - and eagerly headed onto the forums to type up your response, hoping to get another reply from 'Amber' as you did. This time however, instead of playing it safe and friendly, you decided after seeing just how horny and unbelievably sexual your mother could be, you decided to be a little more bold with your message, seeing if you could get her to play up that side a little more in the forum as you rather enthusiastically described just how amazing her body looked and asked just how good it felt to have those big dildos inside herself.