Your mom begins to grow slightly suspicious of your behavior around her.

You immediately downloaded her new film. It was well worth the cost as you spent hours and hours rewatching it over the next few weeks. The pictures had provided countless masturbation sessions but the seeing Amber 'in action' was far more satisfying - and especially erotic knowing that she was actually your mother. With her sinuous movements and sexy, vulgar talk, she seemed to have completely captured the essence of the 'old' Amber Knights. But at the same time there was something else about her that was very appealing. You recognized it as your mom's personality showing through, but one of the posters on Amber's site captured it succinctly: "Amber's return is fucking amazing! She still has all the old moves but she's somehow recaptured the 'spark' that she had when she first started. It's like a paradox but I can almost see an innocence in the way she acts with Summer and Tawny. There's a real sense of fun, like she's enjoying everything for the first time. This is the best she's ever been!"

You had to agree. Even without knowing the truth, other fans had picked up that your mom brought something different and new to Amber Knights' peformance. You wrote a followup to that post, adding your own excited congratulations to Amber for doing such an awesome job. As always you crafted your phrasing carefully to appeal to your mom, knowing how to get her to respond. And she did, thanking you (and the other fans) for your enthusiastic praise for her work. "If you liked this, you'll LOVE my next one!" she promised. "The girls are hot but Big Jim and Jack Hammer are even more satisfying. They fill me in ways you can't imagine! And when they take me I know you'll all be picturing that it's your long, hard cocks filling me..."

As horny as you got from watching her with Tawny and Summer, you were even more excited when you imagined her with the male stars. You couldn't wait for that video to be released so you could finally see her with a man. Even though her words struck you - you did picture yourself fucking her - you barely felt any guilt. The concepts of your mother and the porn star Amber Knights were becoming increasingly blurred in your mind. You still loved her and cherished the memories of her raising you, but she was now the primary object of your lust. You compared every woman you saw to her and they fell short. In your mind, 'Amber' was your perfect woman - someone who loved and cared for you but could also be such an incredible dirty slut.

Unfortunately you hardly saw your mother anymore, at least in person; you looked at her pictures and watched her videos every night on your computer. She would only drop by to visit occasionally, it being difficult to fit visits in with her busy work schedule and social life while avoiding running into your father. With your 18th birthday soon approaching, you were starting to feel a little down. Your mom had been the one to make a big deal out of family events. Your dad would probably just give you a check, and your siblings weren't likely to do anything. Thinking about it just drove home how much things had changed over the last several months.

So you were pleasantly surprised to come home from school one afternoon to find your mother waiting for you. She greeted you with a hug. "Sorry I haven't been by lately but things have kept me so busy. I thought I'd pop by while your father is still at work."

You returned her hug a little awkwardly, trying to avoid poking her with your rapidly growing erection. "Great to see you, mom!" you said as you opened the door for her. Your eyes were riveted on her as she walked in ahead of you. She was dressed in all pink - crop yoga pants that looked like they were painted on her scrumptious ass; pink heels that emphasized the contours of her legs; and a pink tank top that could barely contain her huge breasts. With her heavily made-up face and large hoop earrings, she looked like she just walked off the set of one of her movies.

Your mom had clearly become accustomed to her new body. Even the way she moved had a certain sensuality that fit 'Amber' more than Jennifer Connors. You became more and more arroused as you let your gaze roam up and down her body. She walked into the living room and sat down, motioning you to join her. You could picture her beckoning to you seductively as she wriggled out of her tight clothes and spread out on the sofa. You shook your head, trying to clear that mental image - your fantasies were starting to interfere, making you imagine your mom acting out scenes from Amber's films. You followed her into the room and sat in a chair on the other side of the coffee table.

She gave you an odd look but didn't comment on your behavior, instead launching into the kind of casual conversation you'd grown accustomed to having with her. As always she asked about school, your social life, your sibings, and other 'normal' stuff. You answered her questions but remained distracted, having difficulty not thinking of the videos you'd been watching for the last few weeks. You kept picturing her in those scenes, displaying her spectacular body as the other girls went down on her. You felt your penis twitch uncontrollably and you had to squeeze your legs together tightly to hide your reaction.

You repeatedly tried to avert your gaze but your eyes kept returning to the crevice of her breasts, visible every time she leaned slightly forward. About half-an-hour into her visit, your mom finally confronted you. "Tim, what's going on with you? You're acting very strangely today. Is it me? Is there something you need to tell me?" she asked in a concerned voice.

You froze in panic, debating what to do. What could you say? Should you go ahead and tell her the truth, that you were totally fixated on her as 'Amber'? You didn't think your mom would react well to that, but at least you wouldn't have to hide your feelings any longer. Or should you come up with a convincing lie - maybe that you missed your close relationship, that you felt she was leaving you behind as she focused more and more on her new life and career. That was at least partially true. You rarely saw her anymore, especially since she refused to let you come around her friends from 'the industry'.

You struggled for a few moments before deciding.