You return to the website later to discover yet another reply.

A couple of hours later, after serving up a half decent spaghetti bolognese which most of your family seemed to enjoy (with the natural exception of your little brother who seemed to dislike everything you cooked), you returned to both your bedroom and to your computer and once again found yourself logging into AmberKnights.com, checking out the preview pictures of your mother for a few minutes, and then heading into the message boards to see if you'd received any further replies.

Once again, much to your amazement, it appeared you had - as there on the thread, a couple of posts down from your last, was a message from Amber/your mother directly quoting what you'd written. "Holy shit, it worked!" you said to yourself as your eyes quickly scanned over her post, your knowledge of the real woman behind the porn star putting you in direct communication with her once more.

'Ha ha! Too true, ConsMan, too true!' she wrote, referring to a private little joke you'd made about her 'getting back on the horse' (using a thinly veiled quote that she herself used to use from time to time as your mother), 'I tell myself that all the time! :)' Reading this made you instantly grin; receiving a smiley face emote perhaps not seeming like all that much, but it, along with the rest of her response showing that you had clearly provoked the reaction you were looking for, feeling rather proud of yourself for that, as well as happy that you'd established some kind of connection with the new, more sexual side of your mother.

Going on from this then to answer a few other general questions about her most recent photo shoot (as well as reply to the myriad of obligatory people telling her how hot she was), Amber then continued, "I'm so happy to hear everyone is so excited to see the rest of the shoot and I hope it's suitably naughty for you all. Because I definitely felt like a very bad girl shooting it ;) I should also probably let you guys know that I just finished shooting a few scenes for a new movie with Summer Rain and Tawny Micheals, which was definitely a lot of fun and very, very hot! You won't believe the things those girls can do with their tongues! Speak to you guys again soon! Amber xxx'

"Wow, that is hot!" was all you could think as you read over that last paragraph, feeling already buzzed about getting a personal reply, but being even more so after hearing your mom describe herself as a 'very bad girl', as well as referencing what she'd gotten up to while filming her first ever porno scenes; the image now going round and round in your head being of her, laying back with her legs spread, while two women went to town on her pussy. Your mother was clearly getting into character a whole lot more, perhaps not yet having the pure, all out foul mouthed sluttyness of the previous Amber, but still, she was going for it a lot more than she had done on her previous post. It was incredibly arousing to read that was for sure and your hand was once again on your cock as you reread it again, bringing up your favorite preview pic of her with the dildo shoved inside herself while licking at a tit once you were done to help you visualize things even more.

Just as you were really getting into it though, jerking yourself off while picturing your giant breasted slut of a mother getting it on with those two other beautiful, large breasted women (Tawny Micheals being a porn star you recognized also), your cell phone started to ring, throwing off your concentration.

Pausing mid masturbation and grabbing for the phone, you glanced down at the screen and saw that it was 'Stephanie' calling, that being what your mom's new number was saved under. "Shit!" you squeaked, letting go of your penis, feeling a strange mixture of excitement and guilt as you realized who it was, having in no way expected her to call right when you were in the middle of jacking off over her picture.

"Uh, hey mom, how's it going?" you answered after taking a second or two to compose yourself, your voice still a little flustered from what you'd just been doing.

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm good thanks, how are you?"

Stuttering a little on hearing her voice again, having grown used to it these past few days screaming about how badly she wanted her pussy filled or some dude to cum on her tits (from all the videos of Amber you'd been watching), you nervously replied, "Yeah. Guh-good....I'm good too."

Thankfully ignoring this, naively unaware that you were just jerking off thinking about her, she said, "Listen, I'm sorry for not getting back to you sooner, but the shoot went on a day longer than I thought it would. I only just got back a few hours ago."

"That's okay. No, uh, no problem," you told her, your interest instantly peaking as soon as she mentioned the shoot. "How did...how did it go anyway?"

"It went great actually! I really had a lot of fun, and I managed to avoid messing up or fluffing any lines or anything which I was slightly dreading."

"Cool. That, uh, that sounds like you did great!"

"Well I don't know about that," she half giggled, "But the director and the other girls seemed happy with it, so I guess that makes me happy too. Anyway, enough talking about all that. I'm sure you don't really want to hear all the gory details." This couldn't be any further from the truth, being in fact extremely anxious to find out exactly what had happened and what things your mother had gotten up to on her lesbian porno shoot. Unfortunately you couldn't quite bring yourself to say any of this, being too embarrassed and worried about what she might think (as well as still feeling a little ashamed over what you'd just been doing moments before), so you instead let her quickly moved on to other things, asking, "So how have you been? Hows school and things with Allison and everything?"

Reluctantly filling her in then on the pretty boring week you had so far, the two of you then chatted for the next ten minutes or so about nothing all that particularly interesting, just general mother-son stuff (asking a bit about Tabitha and David and your father), which whereas before it was a pretty normal thing for you both to do, now that she was 'Amber Knights; Porno Slut', it was a heck of a lot more frustrating when there was so much more you could be discussing. Though you did hold out hope for some point in the conversation that would segway back into her movie scene, it unfortunately didn't happen - your mother presumably not wanting to share the overtly sexual details of her budding porn career with her 17 year old son, doubting that you wouldn't want to hear it either (unaware of just how wrong she was).

"Well, I'd better go now. Pescara's meowing at me for food," she eventually told you, much to your disappointment.

Trying not to show it though, you replied with a chuckle, "Oh, okay. I guess you don't want to keep 'precious Miss. Kitty' waiting (the cat being a little bit on the snobbish side, which was another running joke between the two of you)."

"No. I certainly don't!" she agreed, laughing along. "Before I go though...You are still okay with everything aren't you, sweetheart?" she then asked, turning a little more serious for a second, "I mean with my new career and stuff? You haven't changed your mind about any of it?"

".No. No, I'm still okay with it," you said, sounding a little too accepting and quickly toning it down, "Well, as okay as I can be I guess," before telling her honestly, "Whatever makes you happy, mom."

"Good. I'm glad. I don't want anything coming between the two of us, and I am very much enjoying myself."

Realizing this was probably your last chance before your nerves got the better of you, you then quickly blurted out, "Uh, just one...uh, one last thing before you go though..." recalling how she'd told you that you'd 'speak' once she'd got back, and inferring that this had meant about her career in porn, and to answer any further questions you might have (of which you indeed had many), hoping perhaps that you might be able to arrange that particular chat...