Your birthday arrives and you head over to your mom's.

When Thursday finally arrived, you awoke to find the usual check from your father, as well as a computer game you'd been after for a while from both your brother and sister. It was strange admittedly not seeing anything from your mom waiting for you on the kitchen table, seeing how for the past 17 years she had always made such a fuss, but you supposed that would come later at her new place, and in her new body. It was this thought then (as well as a few other ones concerning your mom) that got you through the first few periods of school - your mom having given you permission to skip out after lunch, seeing how it was your birthday and most of your classes were free in the afternoon anyway. Receiving a good few thumps on the back from Randall, as well as a couple of CDs he thought you might like, you bid him farewell after History and made your way on the bus out to your mom's, feeling very excited about seeing her again.

Arriving outside the gate and the buzzing, you received the usual friendly welcome from your mother, accompanied this time by a huge big "Happy birthday!" as you did, and then proceeding up the drive and towards the house, you saw her rush out the front door wearing a huge big smile on her face to greet you.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart!" she enthusiastically repeated as she held out her arms and shuffled towards you, looking incredibly beautiful in the outfit she was wearing. Though she hadn't exactly gone overboard or anything, she had decided to wear something a little more appropriate for the occasion than the casual sweatpants, tank tops and blouses she normally worse around you and your siblings - a figure hugging blue shorts & top outfit.

"Hey mom," you smiled back, watching her gigantic chest jiggle as she came towards you, once again amazed by just how jaw-droppingly gorgeous this creature you'd been whacking off to for days was in the actual flesh.

Wrapping her arms around you and squeezing you tightly against her bosom, giving you one of the biggest hugs you'd had in a long time, the two of you rocked back and forth for a moment, and she asked you, "How are you? Hows your first day as a proper, fully fledged adult been so far?"

"Okay, I guess," you chuckled (trying to resist the boner that was emerging from within your jeans), "All the better for seeing you though."

"Aww. You do say the nicest things," she smiled, giving you a big kiss on the cheek - a kiss given by those same soft, succulent lips that you had seen wrapped around those two large, hard cocks in her most recent of movies (and at one point, both of them at the same time!), but being no less enjoyable because of it. "Well come on," she then said, breaking the hug and grabbing you by the hand, "Lets get you inside, birthday boy. I've got a special little treat waiting for you."

Although this stirred up several erotic connotations within your head - being unable now to separate 'Amber' from your mother - you knew that she was simply talking about your birthday present or something and not about taking you inside for the fucking of a lifetime (as much as you wished that were true). And so, reminding yourself what you'd decided the last time you were here, about not acting so weird around her and stuff in case she figured out how obsessed with both her and 'Amber Knights' you really were, you replied, "Cool!" happy just to be spending the day with her once more.

Leading you inside then (showcasing that splendid, gyrating ass that you'd also watched being furiously pounded), you couldn't help but smile at the fun little touches she'd made to the house, finding various colored balloons decorating the walls, as well as a large banner hanging from the living room that read 'Happy 18th Birthday Tim!'

"Wow, you really have gone to a lot of effort, huh?" you chuckled, pausing to admire the banner.

"That's nothing," came her almost child like reply, "Wait until you see whats in the kitchen!" Beckoning you then to follow her, the two of you then headed into the kitchen, which was somewhat similarly decked out...except this time, on top of the large, dining room table sat an entire cornucopia of your favorite foods, candies and beverages (enough by the looks of it to feed an entire army), as well as a selection of carefully wrapped presents sitting slap bang in the middle.

"Whoa! Is all this seriously for me?" you asked, turning to your mother who happily nodded her head. "Oh my God, this is awesome! You've totally outdone yourself, mom!"

Giggling at your reaction and looking very happy with herself as she did, she smiled, "Well, it is a little easier now that I have a much larger, more well stocked kitchen, as well as there being a lack of prying eyes creeping around all over the place. It makes the surprise so much better. And I'm glad you like it. I wasn't really sure if I went overboard or not. It's just...well you know how much I like cooking. Especially when it's for my baby boy!"

"Thanks, mom. And yeah, it might be just a little too much," you laughed, wondering how just the two of you were going to get through so much food, adding jokingly, "But it's cool. I'll just have to take tomorrow off school to eat all this, and then probably spend the next week doing nothing but sit-ups to lose all the weight again!"

"Nonsense! You're just skin and bones - you could use a little fattening up!" she told you (this being a bit of a running joke between the two you, seeing how you were relatively slim). "Anyway, go on! Open your presents!" she then ordered you, pointing towards the stash of gifts awaiting you at the table, becoming even more excited as she did.

Doing as you were told, you quickly dived into the small pile of colorfully wrapped presents and began tearing you way through them, discovering that she'd gotten you, not only a couple of pairs of pretty cool looking shirts, jeans and sweaters (this being a staple of your birthday that your mom obviously hadn't grown out of quite yet), but also a new watch, a couple of DVDs and an iPhone - which was something you had been wanting for years! You were obviously over the moon with this and couldn't quite believe how much your mom had spent - it being a marked difference from what you usually got on your previous birthdays - and looking up at her face (which appeared equally as delighted as your own) you thanked her about a million times over and once again hugged her tight.

"Well you only turn 18 once," she explained after asking why she'd spent so much. "And besides I am making a lot more money now, so I thought I'd spoil you."

"You didn't have to, you really didn't," you told her, feeling slightly overwhelmed, and loving your mom all the more. She may be a porn star, and she may have the hottest, most hard on inducing body you'd ever seen and that you desperately want to fuck, but she was still just your sweet, thoughtful, kind and caring mom, and you were very glad she was.

Seemingly not done just yet though, she then confessed (with an incredible cutesy expression painted across her smoking hot face), "That's not all though. I was a little naughty and got you one more tiny little thing...just because I love you so much, and because you've been there for me these last few months."

"You did?...What?" you asked, wondering what more there was to get.

"Come with me and I'll show you..."