All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18.

In case you missed them, I encourage you to read the first four chapters of this story.

Special thanks to Ciaosteve for his assistance in editing and for his suggestions on how to improve this chapter.

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Jenna pulled herself out of bed. She looked over at Rich as he slept. She stumbled into the bathroom, not bothering with a robe. As she finished peeing, she thought about her family and how lucky she was to have her husband and sons. She washed her hands, staring into the reflection in the mirror. A woman with messy hair and bloodshot eyes stared back.

The prom two weeks ago had gone off without a hitch. It was a miracle, but Tony asked a girl out. Jenna smiled at her reflection, thankful that he had not wanted to take his mom to the dance. She even got him to admit to fucking his date in a hotel room on the Vegas strip once the dance ended. He only admitted to it because Jenna threatened not to suck his cock the following afternoon unless he gave her the dirty details of his date. He brought protection and used it. He even admitted to using a pussy eating trick his mom had taught him. Tony smiled at his Mom when he admitted that he wanted to see the young woman again.

The afterglow of the prom was destroyed by a phone call on Monday night. The family was sitting around the table when the phone rang. As Jenna turned away from the mirror, she recalled the sounds of Rich's voice "What..." She recalled how he never finished the sentence.

As she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, she looked at her husband sleeping soundly. The last four days has been tough on him and she didn't think he came to bed until after two in the morning. His brother David had passed away in a car accident on Monday afternoon and that phone call was from his sister-in-law.

Rich had spent the next four days talking to his family, his sister-in-law and their sons. It was decided that all three of the boys would travel out to the Midwest to attend their uncle's funeral. Rob decided to leave from San Diego instead of Las Vegas. Thankfully, Sarah was joining the guys on the trip.

Jenna pulled on her shorts and tank top. The guys would be up soon, and she wanted to ensure they had breakfast before heading to the airport. The clock on the nightstand showed that Rich had about 20 more minutes of sleep before he needed to get up. Slipping out of the room as quietly as possible, she walked across the hallway and gently knocked on Will's bedroom door.

"Come in."

Jenna pushed open the door and walked into the room. Will was standing there in his jeans and was in the middle of pulling on a polo shirt.

"Hi. How are you doing?"

Jenna walked up to her middle son and gave him a hug. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into her breasts. On any other recent day this may have been the start of the wild sex session, but not today. Will hugged his mother back, squeezing just a bit hard.

"I know you miss Uncle David."

Jenna kissed him on the cheek. It took every motherly instinct she had left to not kiss him on the lips. To not run her hand up and down his cloth encased cock. Will pulled his mother into him even tighter. Jenna could have sworn she heard a sniffle from her middle son. David and Will had always been close. David's son Ben was the same age as Will and the two had played together as small kids. That was prior to Jenna's life in porn and moving to Las Vegas.

After a moment Will let go of his mother. Jenna took that as an opportunity to let go of him as well.

"Why don't you finished getting dressed. I'm going downstairs to make some breakfast for you guys before you leave for the airport."

"Okay, Mom."

Jenna walked out of the room and walked over to Tony's room. The process repeated itself, with Tony hugging his mother. He was a little more open with his sniffling and the clinginess of his hug. He may not have been as close to his uncle as his brother, but Tony was the more emotional of her sons.

Jenna ended up in the kitchen a few minutes later. She checked the text messages on Rich's phone as she pulled the waffle maker from a cabinet and plugged it in. Jenna scrolled through the messages, following the exchanges between her husband's family. There were references to her boys and her oldest son's girlfriend. The green light on the waffle maker drew her attention away from the phone as she set it down and quickly pulled out the ingredients to make batter.

In about 20 minutes the boys started showing up for breakfast. Each grabbed a few waffles and a glass of orange juice. Rich eventually made an appearance about 10 minutes later. He'd taken a shower and his hair was still damp.

"Hi, sweetheart." Jenna smiled at her husband.

"Hi Dad.". Tony said hello to his father in between bites of waffle.

Jenna kissed her husband and wrapped her arm around him.

"Hi" Rich was not really in the mood to talk. He grabbed a few waffles and some milk and sat down. He scrolled through the text messages. He stopped at the one from Ann and he looked over at his wife.

"Did you read this one from Ann."

"Yes." Rich looked just as glum as he finished his mouthful of food and answered his wife.

Jenna tried to give an air of acceptance to the text message.

"I'm, sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. Don't apologize to me." Jenna tried to smile at her husband.

"You know that you can still come with us." Rich's voice cracked at the end.

"I know. I would love to be there to support you and the boys. However, the client wants to close this big deal this weekend and I don't want to throw a year's worth of work away. Anyways, Ann understands, I think. I would just be getting in the way if I had to do the meetings with the client on the phone in the middle of the funeral."

The lie was for her sons. It was more about not wanting to let them in on the tension between Jenna and Ann, rather than a conflict with work. Jenna gave Rich a look that they would discuss it in a few minutes and that is what they did. It took about 10 minutes for Tony and Will to finish their breakfast and soon they headed up to their rooms to finish packing. Jenna looked at her husband with a caring eye.

"I'd love to go with you and the boys to the funeral, but it's obvious that Ann doesn't want me there." Jenna took another bite of waffle.

"I know you've had issues with her in the past, but I think that she can move beyond that."

"No Rich she can't move beyond it. You saw her text message, she intentionally left my name out of everything."

"She's grieving, she may have just forgotten."

Jenna knew her husband was making excuses for his dead brother's wife.

"She seemed to remember Sarah's name in one of those messages but not mine. As for grieving, was she grieving when she called me a home wrecking, fucking whore last year?"

Jenna kept her voice down, so not to let the boys hear what she said. The family fight started last year when Ann caught her husband watching one of Jenna's movies in his man cave. Up until that time her career had been hidden from Rich's straight-laced family. Ann told Rich's parents and his sister that Jenna was a whore. She used those exact words at a family reunion a week after catching her husband jerking off to the sight of Jenna sucking a black cock.

"No!" Rich gave his wife a look of defeat.

"Listen Baby, I want to go with you. It's best if I don't. Can you imagine the fight?"

Rich nodded at his wife.

"How about I call your Mom..."

The doorbell rang cutting off Jenna's sentence.

"I'll get it. Why don't you get finish getting ready since you guys need to leave here in about 20 minutes?"

Jenna walked to the door and opened it. On the porch stood a beautiful young brunette.

"Hi, I'm Chelsea. Is Tony home?"

The young woman in front of her had C cup breasts. Jenna sized her up, noting that her tank top and shorts matched her sandals. Manicured fingernails that matched toes signaled that she either had them done for the prom or that she was little on the 'high maintenance' side. As Jenna finished sizing up the young woman, she smiled and approved of his son's choice.

"Come in please. Tony is upstairs getting ready. I'm afraid that he is about to leave in a few minutes."

"I know. That's why I stopped by. I wanted to give him this." The young woman held out an envelope, which appeared to be some type of greeting card.

"One second Chelsea, let me see if I can get him to hurry up."

"Thanks Mrs. M."

"You can call me Jenna, sweetheart. Give me one minute."

Jenna hurried past the kitchen to the stairs, climbing as quickly as she could to the second floor. She thought about how cute Chelsea is, imagining how she would have looked on her knees sucking Tony's cock with her tits hanging out of her strapless dress. Jenna knocked on her son's door and waited until he told her to come in.

"Sweetie, you have a visitor."

"Really Mom, right now? Tell the guys that I will call them in a few days."

"It's not the guys, it's Chelsea."

Jenna watched her youngest son cycle through about six shades of red. He combed his hair with his fingers and then checked his breath in his hand.

"You look fine sweetheart."

Jenna marveled at how quickly her lazy son bounded down the stairs. She spied around the corner of the stairwell, to catch a glimpse of the teenage couple, but not hearing their conversation. She needed to finish the dishes but didn't want to interrupt the lovebirds. Chelsea stayed for about five minutes. She couldn't tell if they kissed or hugged, but she suspected that there was some type of kiss before she left.

"Mom, you can stop spying on me."

Jenna walked down the stairs. Will and Rich were still in their rooms getting ready for their flight. She pulled her son into a hug, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"She's cute."

Tony smiled at his Mom.

"So, you said that she is really good at sucking cock?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. Her son turned about three more shades of red.

"Yeah."

Her son said it with a degree of confidence that he didn't have a few months ago. Jenna hoped that his willingness to ask Chelsea to the prom and his growing confidence was a direct result of their incestuous fucking. She'd worried that it would impact him negatively, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

"I wonder if she likes eating pussy?"

Jenna smiled at her son.

"Imagine if you could fuck both of us at the same time."

"Stop Mom."

She told her son that he was no fun. The last statement got him to smile, something that was hard to come by in their house the past few days.

She finished up the dishes and headed up to the master bedroom. Rich was finishing up his packing. Jenna grabbed his pants, folding them and placing them in his suitcase.

"Are you certain that you don't want to come?"

"I'm sorry but no. I don't want to be around Ann. She is a bitch and probably a hypocrite as well. I bet you 20 dollars that she secretly watches porn. I bet the only reason that she freaked out and called me a whore is that I have better tits than her and can suck a bigger cock."

Rich implored her to keep her voice down and stop it.

"No Rich, I won't. I loved your brother as much as the boys, but I'm not dealing with that hypocritical bitch. I bet she is just like that televangelist that I met in Texas. Remember him?"

The chance encounter with the preacher in Texas was one of the worst experiences in her porn career. It started as a friendly conversation in a hotel lobby. That led to an admission of being a recovering porn addict by the middle-aged man. Jenna sat there quietly as she heard him confess his sins. He was polite to her, but she could tell he was looking down upon her with disdain.

She thought the conversation would end when some of his parishioners recognized him and came over to talk. It only got worse as he told members of his flock that she was a porn star and that he was talking to her about changing her wicked ways. He put his hand on her knee as she was getting up to leave, smiling at her and asking her to stay. The conversation with his flock ended a moment later and he turned back to her.

Jenna recalled watching him as he took out a piece of paper from his soft sided briefcase and wrote a short note. Handing it to Jenna, he smiled as she read it. It was a proposition to fuck her and then have her pee in his mouth in exchange for $10,000. The offer increased to $20,000 if Jenna allowed the pastor's wife to film the session.

Jenna recalled wanting to ball up her fist and break his nose, pummeling him in the middle of the hotel lobby. Instead, she handed him the note back and thanked him for his time. Taking the moral high ground, she laughed to herself.

"Yes, I remember you telling me about the preacher." Rich looked at her with a blank face, seeming to recall how upset she'd been at the encounter years before.

"What Ann really needs is to get gang fucked. Maybe her sons and my son's will take her out behind the woodshed and stuff their cocks in all three of her holes. Can you imagine her getting gangbanged?"

Rich gave his wife a disapproving look.

"Okay I'm sorry. I should not have said that. I just get so pissed off when I remember how she outed me to your family. Do you remember how devastated your parents were? They didn't talk to either of us for more than a month."

The couple talked for a few more minutes and then headed down the stairs. Both boys were waiting in the living room when they came down. Jenna gave her husband a hug. Then she hugged Will, before he and Rich walked out to the garage. Jenna gave her youngest son a hug.

"While you are gone, imagine me eating Chelsea's pussy as you fuck me?"

Jenna planted a kiss on his lips as he again blushed with embarrassment. Jenna followed her son out to the garage and kissed her husband again. She watched as the car pulled out of the garage, waving to the glum looking guys. She closed the garage door and headed into the house to finish the last of the dishes.

As the dishwasher started running, Jenna put away the waffle maker. With the guys out of the house, she decided to get some work done. It had been three days since she'd looked at her work email account. Shedding her clothes as she headed upstairs to their home office, she grabbed her cell phone from the kitchen. As she strolled up the stairs as nature intended, she thought about how often she'd been walking around naked. It's been much more frequent since she started secretly fucking her sons.

The first call was strictly the family business. Adam was one of the managers at their business. Rich asked her to call and check to see if the latest inventory delivery arrived this morning.

Jenna talked to Adam for about 10 minutes. He offered his condolences for the third time in as many days. He assured her that the delivery came in early this morning and that the team was already getting it unloaded. He also mentioned that one of their employees had been in L.A. yesterday visiting his sister and he had stopped by to pick up the new parts Rich ordered a few weeks before.

Rich had planned to take Tony with him next weekend to see another game, but it looked like that trip wouldn't be needed. It also meant that Jenna would have to scrap her plans to take Will back to the strip club. It had been a few weeks since the last visit to the club and she was eager for another lap dance with Will and Aimee.

The next call was to one of the adult production companies. They had emailed her about a problem with her next booking. The premise of the movie was a MILF ordering a young male escort, but the email said that something needed to change and that she should call the producer.

"Hey Charlie, it's Jenna."

"Hi Jenna, can you give me a second."

She heard Charlie talking to someone in the background. It sounded like they were talking about a new woman coming in for a screen test. She thought back to her own screen test. It involved a sleezy producer and his female assistant. She recalled that he was kind of an ass, but that the assistant had a great tasting pussy.

"Sorry about that Jenna"

"No worries. I got your email about the change. What's up?"

"I wanted to clear a couple of changes with you before I send you the script. We need to change the location from L.A. to Vegas, so we are coming to see you. Is that okay?"

Although Vegas is convenient, she really didn't like filming in the city. It offered too many opportunities for her boys to catch her near the Vegas strip without their father. Even worse would be one of their employees from the company or a PTA parent seeing her going upstairs to a room in a hotel.

"That's fine Charlie."

She didn't have to worry about the boys now, since all three now knew that she did porn. Jenna resigned herself to taking the chance with the PTA parents or one of Rich's employees.

"The other change is that we are going from a black cock scene to a lesbian one. There is a problem with our guy's dick."

"What kind of problem?" Jenna cocked an eyebrow when the director said there was a problem

"Um...the problem is that Jerome got the clap. It seems that he and a buddy hooked up with some skank in a bar in Anaheim last week and she gave both the clap. Jerome is on antibiotics and the doctor said it will take a week to clear up. As you know, he will have to be cleared medically to start filming again and is basically out for the month."

Jenna thought about the process of getting cleared to film. Jerome would have to put up with peeing fire for a week or so until the antibiotics kicked in. It would be a few more weeks until the infection cleared up. At that point, he would need to get screened by an adult talent testing service in Los Angeles. Once he had been cleared medically, he would be given a clean bill of health in the system that tracks availability to shoot films. The tests were something Jenna went through every month.

"Who's the woman?"

"Sophia Lux. She is going to play a young escort who you hire to fuck with a strap-on."

She listened to Charlie explain the plot as she looked up Sophia online. Cute, blonde with decent tits and no tattoos. She could pass as a real escort, so the movie might be believable.

"Sounds good. When do we shoot?" Jenna opened her weekly planner and thumbed to the calendar.

"How about the week after next?"

"Can we do it on the 2nd? My oldest son graduates from college on the 5th and I need to be in San Diego with my family. I'm back in town on the 7th because my youngest son graduates on the 8th. We also have a graduation party on the 11th."

"Give me a minute." Jenna could hear Charlie ask someone in the office about the dates.

Jenna held on the phone and scrolled through Tony's incest blog. She looked at the latest post. She was just about to scroll down when Charlie came back on the line.

"Yup, the 2nd works. I'll send you all the details and will see you at 1pm on the 2nd."

"Bye Charlie."

Jenna hung up and looked at the latest blog post from her son. It showed a picture of a woman kissing the tip of a dick. The caption below it read..." My son is the sweetest in the world, which is why I make sure to give him a goodbye kiss every day before he goes to school."

Another of the posts was a naked woman in a pool. The brunette looked to be about Jenna's age and had large gold hoop earrings She was sucking on a cock that looked to be the size of a 20oz soda bottle. The caption read "Nothing beats a relaxing day at the pool, especially when you're getting blowjobs from your mom." Jenna fingered herself as she stared at the big cock on the screen. It looked to be the same size as Rob's dick.
The next caption made her laugh. It was of a brunette in the kitchen sucking her son's cock. The caption below it read... "Teen pregnancy is a real issue. That's why I make my son cum before he goes out on the weekends. No teen slut is going to ruin his future."

"I need to talk to Tony about practicing safe sex with Chelsea," she murmured to herself.

There was no one home to hear and she wondered why she'd said it out loud. Comfortable in the leather desk chair, she tapped away at her cell phone sending a text message to her youngest son.

"Hey sweetie...it's Mom" Jenna sent a text knowing that Tony should be at the airport by now.

She waited a few minutes for Tony to respond with his own text message.

"Sorry, we are in line at TSA...give me a minute."

Jenna pulled up her next email. The next one turned out to be junk, something about needing to update the password for a payment platform she didn't use for her fan website. A few more junk emails were trashed and then there were a few from fans of her website.

There was an offer from a director and actor named James to do a hard kink movie with him. It wasn't Jenna's preferred genre and she didn't particularly like the guy making the offer. He'd been in the news recently, accused of assaulting a performer on the set. Jenna tapped out a quick response with her red tipped fingers, thanking him for the offer but declining it.

The next email was from a production company that produced a mixture of film genres, some family and some unscripted films. Jenna worked with the company in the past and really liked the material they put out. She liked the mother and step-daughter scenes they produce. She was excited to work with them until she got to the proposed filming dates. The timing was off. They wanted her out the week of the boy's graduation, so she had to say no.

The next offer was from one of her favorite production houses. The offer was an interracial shoot that ended with a thick creampie being shot deep in Jenna's pussy. The actor was someone who she fucked previously and had a great time during the whole shoot. The filming dates worked with her schedule, so Jenna told the production company that she would be there.

The next one was interesting. The email was a movie offer from a female director named Bree. Jenna recalled that she was one of the new breed of feminist directors. If memory served her right, Bree had a degree in filmmaking and had previously won an award for best picture several years back.

As Jenna read more, she recalled that Bree started making adult films that were female positive romance-based films but had recently started filming taboo stories. Jenna tapped a few keys in the search engine and found a bio on Bree. It said her films were story-based, high budget productions with an emphasis on strong female protagonists. It also mentioned that her films included a good deal of non-sexual scenes and character development not normally seen in male produced porn movies.

Jenna rubbed her pussy as she read the offer. The role was for an alpha female that uses young men and women for her pleasure. A divorced mother of two, she has the habit of hiring male and female escorts when her fraternal twins stay with their father. Jenna started stroking the outside of her pussy lips as she read further.

Bree provided a summary of the plot. The lead character would hire a male and female escort, thinking that her kids are with their father. In the throes of a threesome with the escorts, she caught a glimpse of a person lurking in the hallway leading to the family room. It turned out to be her daughter fingering herself when she should have been at her Dad's house.

The mother would eventually finish with the escorts and send them packing. Jenna read how her character would eventually seduce her daughter and then her son. The final scene was her ex-husband finding her and her children fucking.

Jenna was just about to pass on the movie offer. She'd done enough fake incest movies to know they are all the same. Step-daughter here... catch step-son showering and jerking off. Besides sucking big, black cock, she was known for seducing her 'step children' in about a third of her movies.

The offer from Bree was the lead role. She said that it was going to be different from other fake incest or 'fauxcest' movies coming out of the porn studios. Included in the offer were photos of the other characters. As she looked at them and continued to read, it sent a chill down her spine which end with a jolt of electricity running through her pussy. The female character cast to play her daughter looked like a younger version of Jenna, minus the breast implants. The male character resembled her middle son. Jenna wondered if Bree had photos of her family somewhere and looked for actors to match a younger version of herself and one of her sons.

The thing that really struck Jenna was Bree's comment that there would be no use of the term 'Stepdaughter' or 'Stepson' in the movie. The director intended to push the boundaries of what was deemed acceptable in the adult world. She said that she wanted to bring consensual incest to the screen. It was taboo, but she wanted to start the conversation of parents fucking their children and siblings having consensual sex.

Bree said that this would be more than a porn movie and that there would be real acting involved with real dialogue. She also said that filming would take two to four weeks to complete and that the production company would rent a house for the stars in Orange county. Jenna read the details. Filming would start after Independence Day and should last about two weeks. The director said that Jenna should plan for two additional weeks in the event the crew ran into production delays while doing non-sex shots around Southern California.

Jenna thought about it, the implications of filming a cutting-edge incest movie. She thought about filming her son's fucking her and how the world would view it. Just then her phone chimed.

"Hey Mom."

It was Tony sending her a text message.

"Sorry we just got done with TSA...at the gate."

Jenna tapped her phone, responding with her own message

"Chelsea's cute... good choice."

She waited a few second.

"Thanks."

Jenna bit her lower lip wondering if she should ask her question which had been swirling around in her head since the brunette showed up on her front door. In the end, she asked.

"She looked at me funny when I answered the door. Does she know about my movies?????"

It took a minute for Tony to answer. Jenna worried that he might be mad at her for asking. Or, it could be that his Dad was giving him a hard time.

"Yes, she does. A lot of my friends watch porn...you are the hottest Mom at school and lots of my friends have seen you fuck."

Jenna's heart skipped a beat. She figured that maybe a few guys and a girl or two at Tony's high school knew she was a porn star.

"Does she like my movies?"

"I don't know Mom... I didn't ask. She was drunk and sucking my cock. She made some crack about sucking cock better than my porn star mother."

Jenna had liked Chelsea up to that moment. The moment before some 18-year-old slut said that she can suck Tony's cock better than his own mother. Just like that, her anger turned to a laugh.

"Maybe if you are lucky young man, we can have a contest. We'll blindfold you and you can guess if it's Chelsea or me sucking your cock."

Jenna included a few smiley face emoji and the eggplant emoji as well.

"Have to go Mom...Dad says we need to head to the gate."

Jenna texted him that she hoped he has a good flight and to behave for his father. Then she got a wicked smile on her face and turned her camera onto selfie mode. She spread her pussy lips and took a picture of herself. She created an email to Tony and sent the picture to him. She said that she missed him and wanted him to think of her while he was gone. The final text to her son said that she'd sent him an email and to open it when he is alone.

She did the same thing with Will. Sending him a text message and a note about an email to open when he was alone.

She created an email to her oldest son and sent him the picture. She said that she missed him and Sarah and hoped that she would see the two of them when she came out for his college graduation and at Tony's graduation party. She briefly described the latest movie role offering and said that she hoped she'd get a chance at real incest when she saw them next.

The last text she sent to her husband.

"Have a safe flight. I miss you and the boys already. I missed them so much I sent them this."

Jenna included the naked selfie in the text to Rich. She knew her sons wouldn't be looking or would at least pretend not to see the photo. She didn't care that a grandma from Ohio might be staring at porn star pussy while waiting at the Vegas airport.

Jenna turned back to Bree's email. She hit reply and said that she'd be more than happy to fill the role of the lead character. Contrary to what most people think, good porn directors use scripts to lay out scenes and dialog. If Bree's reputation is even close to being what she had heard and read online, she would have a script and Jenna requested that she sent it and the details of the shoot.

Jenna thought about what it would be like to fuck Rob and Sarah on film. She knew that she could never get a porn production company to film it, since they would want to release it to the to the public. It would be a great gift for Rich, since he enjoyed hearing about her weekend with her oldest son.

Jenna's mind wandered for a while as she stroked her pussy. There were a few professional cameramen, lighting guys and film editors in Las Vegas and Jenna considered asking them for help with a private film. They wouldn't need to know that it was her son. The problem putting together a male crew is that they might try to sneak in their cell phones for a little 'home movie' action. It happens every now and then on the set. Without a director and production staff, it would be harder to keep that from happening.

There was at least one female camera operator she could think of off the top of her head. Then there was Cassandra, one of the best video editors on the West Coast. She'd helped with some of the private videos Jenna posted on her website. Jenna thought that it would be likely that a female production crew would respect her privacy more than a male one.

"This might work."

Again, she was thinking out loud to herself.

Thoughts of making a movie with her oldest son led to more pussy rubbing. She was supposed to be getting some work done, but it was soon pushed to the wayside as she checked on Tony and Will's blogs. She still hadn't asked Rob if he had a blog and reminded herself to do that at the most inopportune time this weekend. She may not be there, but the wake may be a good time to ask Rob about a blog and if he'd pull the stick out of his aunt's ass and ram his cock into her instead.

She didn't bother putting on clothes until it was time to go to the gym. As promised, she called Rich's mother about an hour before she left for the gym. She never got the chance to talk to Betty since her sister-in-law answered the phone. It went from polite 'hello' to calling her a hypocrite in about 90 seconds. Ann called Jenna a 'bitch' and she immediately responded back with 'Cunt' which pretty much ended the conversation.

Sitting in the parking lot of the gym, she typed out a text message to Betty. She said that Ann had intercepted her phone call and to give her a call when she gets the chance.

The gym was half empty on a Friday afternoon, so Jenna didn't have any problems finding a cardio machine. After 30 minutes, her breathing was labored, and she was pushing the last few seconds before the timer counted down to 00:00. Jenna grabbed her blue colored towel from the machine and wiped the sweat from her face. She walked over to the nearby water fountain and grabbed a couple of antibiotic wipes and went back to clean the machine.

The weight room was a little more crowded compared to a typical Friday. She noticed Aimee standing in the corner pretending to lift, while she was flirting with a cute guy. The pair made eye contact as Jenna stuck weight plates on a bar and started bench pressing. She'd just finished her second set when she looked up to see Aimee's crotch about a foot from her face.

"Need a spot?"

Jenna smiled up at the blonde.

"No, I have it."

"Haven't seen you here lately, are you avoiding the gym?"

Jenna pursed her lips and exhaled out loudly as she pushed the bar up to the top of her final repetition. She leaned the bar back slightly, letting it rest on the vertical arms of the bench.

"No, I've been coming in the mornings after the guys get off to school and work."

As this was the last set of repetitions, Jenna sat up and turned sideways on the bench. She pushed off the bench and stood next to Aimee, with about a foot between their boobs.

"I also had a shoot in Orange County, remember I mentioned that when I came to see your 11:30 show."

Jenna regretted mentioning the strip club as soon as she said it.

"Yeah, I remember you mentioning it. By the way, how did the rest of your date go with your son after you left the club?" Aimee flashed Jenna a wicked smile.

"Don't know what you are talking about." Feigning innocence, Jenna started to pull the weight plates off the bar.

Aimee reached over and stopped her, putting a hand on hers. Leaning in, she whispered in Jenna's ear.

"You know, the date where you brought your gorgeous son to the strip club and let him finger fuck his porn star mother."

Jenna could feel Aimee's hot breath on the side of her face. There was no use in denying that the date was completely innocent. Jenna opted to be obtuse.

"We had a pleasant evening. We ended up going home after the club. It was nice to get out."

"I bet that wasn't the only thing that happened."

"No that was pretty much it. Rich and my youngest son were in California that weekend, so I hung out with Will."

Jenna flashed a smile and Aimee made a comment about 'hanging out' with Will.

As Jenna loaded up the inclined bench with weights, Aimee mentioned that there was a new stripper at the club named Mande. She asked if Rich and her would like to visit the club tonight. The new stripper is from the local college and apparently was a gymnast in high school.

"Rich and the boys are out of town. Rich's brother died earlier in the week and they are attending his funeral."

Aimee gave Jenna an inquisitive look after offering her condolences. Jenna briefly explained the problem with her sister-in-law. Jenna thought that a drink and some pussy might be just the thing she needed tonight. She promised Aimee that she'd come to the club tonight and, after setting a time, she flopped down on the bench to resume her workout.

After she'd gotten back from the gym, she traded text messages with Rich. The guys had arrived at their destination in Ohio and were just getting their rental car. She texted each of her sons to see how they were doing. It was close to seven in the evening when she pulled on a black dress, forgoing panties and bra.

She decided that she needed a drink and didn't want to make dinner for herself, so a stop at the Vegas strip prior to going to the club would suffice. She visited one of her favorite restaurants at the high-end hotel with the fountains out front. She liked their steaks and had on more than one occasion met a suitor there for dinner prior to going upstairs to fuck a big, black cock.

Jenna pulled into the parking lot of the strip club just a little before ten. As she climbed out of Rich's truck, she thought she looked silly driving it in a sexy black dress and 5-inch 'fuck me' heels. The boys had taken her SUV, since it would be easier to park at the airport. She smiled at a group of older guys that parked a few spaces down from her and were just getting out of their car.

"Hi James". It was the normal bouncer for Friday night.

"Hi Jenna. Are you here alone?"

"Yeah, Rich is out of town and Aimee asked me to come to see a new dancer."

They exchanged small talk for a minute more and then she said hello to Lilly, the woman that worked the front counter.

Jenna made a straight line to the bar and grabbed a drink. The crowd was average for an early Friday evening. A red head was spreading her legs on stage for a group of college age guys. Jenna couldn't see everything, but it looked like she was spreading her pussy lips open for them. Dollar bills started flying from five of the guys and the stripper started smiling.

Jenna looked for a place to sit and started heading over to one of the red couches as she continued to watch the stripper. Jenna bumped into a patron, a big guy who looked to be a local. He smiled down at her, looking at her tits as she apologized for not paying attention to where she was walking. The guy had to be well over six feet tall and almost as wide. As she moved around the guy she ran straight into soft golden blonde hair. As the hair moved from the owner's face, she locked eyes with the woman.

'OH FUCK' she thought to herself.

"Becky?"

"Jenna?"

They both said the other's name at the same time. Jenna looked at Will's girlfriend. She was dressed in a short skirt, a silk tank top and heels. Each woman couldn't help but look at the other.

"What are you doing here?"

Again, both said it at the same time. It was Jenna that spoke next.

"Are you working here?"

Jenna hoped that Becky was not the new stripper that Aimee told her about. A lot of the strippers use fake names, so it was possible that Becky could be Mande.

"No, I don't work here. I'm here to see a friend. How about you?"

Jenna didn't know if the question was meant to ask if she was stripping at the club or something more innocuous.

"I go to the same gym as a woman that works here. She invited me here tonight to see someone."

"You look hot."

Jenna couldn't believe what Becky said. She could feel the young woman's eyes undressing her. As she leaned in because of the music, she could smell the alcohol on her breath and perfume in her hair. Jenna wondered if it was the booze talking.

"Thanks sweetie. You look very nice too."

Jenna had seen much more of Becky on Will's blog.

"So, who is your friend?"

Jenna listed to Becky as she explained that her friend is someone she's known since middle school and that she just started stripping at the club. It turns out that Becky's friend was the same stripper that Aimee had asked Jenna to come see at the club Becky expressed amazement at the club and the naked or nearly naked women circulating with the customers. Jenna wasn't too surprised to hear that Becky had never visited a strip club before.

"I hate to admit it, but I come here a couple of times a month. I'm really good friends with a stripper named Aimee and she asks me to come here all the time."

Becky just smiled at Jenna and leaned in closer. "I think the women here are hot."

"Do you want to get a drink and sit down?"

Becky nodded her head yes. Jenna grabbed the young woman's hand and headed in the direction of the couches in the back of the club. They found an open couch, which was the same one that Jenna and Will sat on several weeks before. The waitress came by the table and Jenna ordered a vodka cranberry and Becky said that she'd have one too. As they waited for their drinks, they chatted about the latest stripper on the stage, a young Latino with small tits and a tight ass. A few minutes later, they were toasting to beautiful naked women and downing their drinks.
Becky leaned in close to Jenna, her body rubbing up against the porn star. Jenna could see that Becky's nipples were hard nubs rubbing against her blouse. It was obvious that she hadn't worn a bra tonight and her tits jiggled as the women chatted and Becky laughed at something Jenna said.

The two chatted about the next stripper to take the stage. A brunette with C-cups and athletic build. Jenna noticed immediately when Becky set her hand down on Jenna's but didn't move it away at the feel of skin to skin contact.

The music playing was especially loud as the stripper removed her panties to reveal a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair above bald pussy lips. Jenna didn't hear Becky and asked the young woman to repeat her question.

"Would you ever take your clothes off in front of other people like this?" Becky leaned in closer to Jenna, her breath hot in her ear.

Becky knew the answer to that question and Jenna wondered why she asked it. Was it the booze that caused it because most young women wouldn't ask that question to their boyfriends Mom? Then again, Jenna was not the average middle-aged Mom.

"I might do it, if the circumstances were right" Jenna smiled at Becky as she leaned in close so the young woman could hear her.

Becky's face was a few inches from Jenna. She asked what she meant by conditions.

After thinking a moment, Jenna told her that it would have to be some place where no one knew her at all. It would most likely be in another state. It might be a girl's weekend to Florida and there would have to be booze, lots and lots of booze. Jenna described how she'd strip for the men in the club. She pointed out that most of her middle-aged friends would never be caught dead in a strip club, so there isn't even a remote possibility of this happening.

Jenna focused on the two fingers rubbing her hand. The pressure on her hand got progressively firmer as she discussed the potential situation under which she would shed her clothes in front of people. It was a lie and both women privately knew it. Becky was excited more than before; her tiny nubs had grown to firm nipples poking out from her breasts. Both women hooted and yelled as the stripper on stage spread her pussy for the crowd.

"How about you, would you take your clothes off in front of a crowd like this and spread your pussy like her?" Jenna's face was inches from Becky's

Jenna watched as Becky pondered the question. She knew the answer before her mouth opened. The hand on hers pressed down and grasped a few of her fingers.

"I would if the crowd was full of beautiful people like you. I shouldn't be telling my boyfriends Mom this, but yes, I'd spread my pussy like her if Will was in the crowd watching me."

The quick peck on the lips from Becky surprised her. The moment ended as a young stripper approached the pair and said hello. The young woman turned out to be Becky's friend. Jenna met Mande; whose real name turned out to be Amanda.

Jenna sized up the young brunette in platform heels wearing a black bra and panties. Mande sat down on the other side of Jenna. Mande said that she recognized Jenna and asked if they had met somewhere before. Jenna said that she didn't recall ever meeting her before. Mande said that she was certain they'd met before and started naming off places they might have met. Each time Jenna said no.

"You might have seen Jenna in one of her movies" This time it was Becky who spoke up.

Jenna was surprised by the young woman's bold statement as well as Becky's hand now resting on her thigh. A shiver went down Jenna's spine.

"Oh...you're Will's mom. The porn star." Mande's words rung like a bell in Jenna's ear.

Jenna looked at Mande and then at Becky. She wondered to herself if Mande meant to say that to Jenna. The fingernails of the young woman on her thigh sent small tremors up her leg and reverberated through her pussy.

"I really like your movies". It was Mande who broke Jenna's focus on the hand rubbing her thigh.

Becky just smiled at her and kept her hand in place as Jenna and Mande talked about her movies and how the young woman liked working at the club. They must have talked for about ten minutes before Mande excused herself, saying that she needs to get ready for her performance.

Jenna watched as Mande kissed Becky goodbye. It was more than a friendly girl kiss, but something less than a full make out session. Becky looked over at Jenna and bit her lower lip.

"We've been friends for a long time."

"I can see that sweetie."

"Don't tell Will."

Jenna smiled at the young woman and assured her that she would not tell her son about his girlfriend kissing another woman. Jenna was just to ask Becky about the comment Mande made about being a porn star, it seemed the intimate moment was a right time, but it didn't happen. The intimate moment was ruined by Aimee. A round of hello's was followed by Aimee ordering a round of drinks for the three of them.

"So, Jenna, who is your hot friend?"

"Aimee, this is Becky. Becky this is my friend Aimee from the gym."

"Hi Becky." Aimee extended her hand.

"So how do you know Jenna?" Aimee gave both a wicked smile.

"I'm dating her son, Will."

Aimee looked like she was about to fall on the floor. Jenna couldn't believe that Becky had just told a stripper that she was dating her son. First telling a stripper that she is a porn star and then telling another stripper that she is dating her son. Jenna wondered if Becky was doing this intentionally or if she'd had one too many drinks.

"Really, you have to tell me all about him."

Jenna tried to wipe the emotion from her face as Aimee plopped down on the couch next to Becky, placing a hand firmly on the knee of the young woman. Becky's hand still rested on Jenna's thigh, just below the hem of her dress.

"Jenna, you won't be angry if I ask about your son, will you?"

Jenna shook her head and listened to Becky describe her son to Aimee. The stripper asked a few innocuous questions about their relationship, which Becky answered. Jenna's thighs were getting warm from the firm rubbing from the blonde. It seemed to Jenna that the questions were getting more personal and caused Becky to rub her skin with a firmer touch.

"I know I shouldn't ask this in front of his mother, but does your boyfriend have a big cock?"

The look Jenna gave Aimee could have killed an army.

"Yes, he does have a big cock."

The young woman's hand started stroking Jenna's thigh with more force and determination, coming closer to the hem of her dress. She didn't realize it at the time, but she uncrossed her ankles and spread her legs a little wider to make room for Becky's hand.

Aimee smiled at the pair. "Jenna, you are going have to let me meet your son... Will is it?"

Luckily the conversation was interrupted by Mande. The three women clapped as the young stripper took the stage. As the music started to play, the DJ announced that Mande is the newest dancer and that everyone should welcome her to the stage. A half-hearted round of applause came from the crowd.

Jenna watched the young woman dance around the stage as the first song filled the club with rhythmic drumbeats. Mande grabbed the pole attached to the center of the stage and swung around it. She started peeling off her bra, walking over to the young college guys sitting next to the stage. She flirted with the guys seated around the stage as they started tossing dollar bills in her direction.

"She has great tits." Jenna looked at Becky and smiled at the young woman's proclamation. Jenna hated to admit it, but Mande did have nice tits.

Jenna could feel the young woman's hip against her own and Becky's hand as one finger started to stroke under the hem of her dress. It was undeniable that Jenna's pussy began to excrete lubricant.

"Don't tell Will, but I like women with big breasts."

The fingernails digging into her thigh went progressively higher up her leg as Mandee shed more of her clothes. Jenna could feel her nipples start to stiffen. 'OH MY GOD' she thought to herself as she realized she was getting turned on by her son's girlfriend. The trio watched as Mande shed her panties by the end of the second song, jiggling her tits and working up and down the pole.

The third and final song of the set is where Mande showed off her true skills as a stripper. Jenna was surprised as she watched Mande get into an unsupported handstand, and then spread her legs to her sides. The crowd erupted in cheers as Mande spread her legs exposing her bald pussy. The crowd jumped to their feet as Mande turned on her hands, showing the crowd her perfect ass, before continuing the turn to end the show with her legs spread wide as she came down from her handstand. Jenna felt compelled to grab ten dollars from her handbag and walked up to the stage to tip the dancer.

Jenna returned to her seat between Becky and Aimee. Becky immediately snuggled up next to her, draping her leg across Jenna's. Her skin radiated heat, like the smoldering fire in Jenna's pussy. It took about five minutes for Mande to make her way over to the group. She stopped off and chatted with the guys that had tipped her and worked the room, setting up lap dances. Eventually she made it to the table. Jenna complimented the young woman on her performance.

"Thanks for the tip. I noticed that you tipped a lot more than the guys."

Jenna could feel herself blushing. "I know good talent when I see it and I'm willing to tip good talent."

"Thanks. Would you like a lap dance?' Mande smiled as she offered to dance for the mother of three.

Jenna hadn't planned on buying a lap dance, but she couldn't refuse. Soon the young woman was naked and slithering her body up between Jenna's legs. She looked up and smiled as she stared at Jenna's pussy. As lap dances went, Jenna thought it was about average. Jenna wondered if she might tell Aimee to help the new dancer with her lap dances.

Jenna looked over at Aimee who had moved next to Becky. She was whispering in Becky's ear as the two of them watched Jenna and the stripper. Aimee didn't try to hide the fact that she was playing with Becky's tits, nor did Becky say anything when Jenna looked at her. After the song was over, Mande said her goodbyes and went off to lap dance for the men in the club.

"I think Becky needs another drink and a lap dance. What do you think Jenna?"

Before she could answer, Becky blurted out that she wanted a lap dance. Jenna walked over to the bar as Becky pulled $20 from her wallet and handed it to Aimee. As Jenna returned with drinks, Aimee was just rubbing her head up between Becky's legs. Jenna sat on the couch and watched as Aimee started dry humping Becky. Jenna watched as Becky broke the cardinal rule of lap dances, by touching Aimee's bare breast with her hands.

"You can't touch me Becky... not here at least." Playfully slapping her hand away.

Becky's hands went to her side as Aimee rubbed her swollen nipples across the young woman's face. Aimee worked her pussy up and down the young woman's stomach. Becky locked eyes with the stripper and then looked right at Jenna as she let out a little moan. The dry humping lasted a few more minutes and ended at the last note of the song. Jenna watched as Aimee started putting her outfit back on. Aimee bent over and whispered something in Becky's ear. The young woman nodded her head affirmatively and then Aimee excused herself.

"What did Aimee say?" Jenna hoped that it wasn't what she suspected.

"Aimee said that she's going to give both of us a more private lap dance."

'FUCK' Jenna thought to herself. She knew where this was going and there was not going to be any stopping Aimee once she'd set her mind to it. Aimee returned about 5 minutes later with a key to the private room. Aimee grabbed Becky by the hand, who in turn grabbed Jenna's hand. As Aimee pulled the pair into the room, she locked the door behind them.

Pushing Becky and Jenna onto the couch, Aimee started stripping off her clothes. The music was not as loud in the room as it was in the main part of the club, so Aimee didn't have to shout.

"Becky, is this the first time you've ever had a private lap dance?"

The young woman nodded her head yes.

"The rules are different than those in the main room of the club. You can touch the dancer anywhere they feel comfortable. My rules are that women can touch me anywhere. Do you understand that?"

With that Aimee grabbed Becky's hand and pulled it into her naked crotch, pressing her fingers into the stripper's wet pussy. Jenna watched as Will's girlfriend slid her finger in and out of Aimee's bald slit.

"Do you like it?" Aimee looked down at the young blonde and smiled.

Becky's voice was barely audible, but she nodded her head yes. That's all that Aimee needed. She pushed Becky back onto the couch and mounted her. Jenna watched as Aimee fondled Becky's tits through the silk material of her blouse. Becky's hands found Aimee's ass and started kneading her small cheeks. Aimee offered a nipple to Becky, who quickly inhaled it into her mouth.

As Jenna watched the pair, she could feel her pussy start to twitch. She watched as her son's girlfriend made out with the stripper. What surprised Jenna was how quickly Aimee was able to strip Becky out of her clothes. First it was the top and then she reached behind and unzipped the young woman's skirt. It was one thing to see video of Will's girlfriend on his blog, but something entirely different to see her naked a few feet from her.

A change in the music meant that that Aimee spun around, her back towards Becky as she started grinding her hips against the young woman's bare pussy. For her part, Becky grabbed both of Aimee's breasts and kissed the back of the stripper's neck. Aimee turned and kissed Becky. Jenna watched as Becky let go of one of the stripper tits and ran her hand down the stripper's belly and stopping at her pussy. Jenna could tell by the audible gasp from Aimee that Becky's fingers were starting to probe the young woman's pussy.

As the song ended, Aimee mentioned that it was Jenna's turn. She didn't even realize she had said it until Aimee's tits were a few inches from her face. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and inhaled a swollen nipple. It was after a few seconds that she realized that her son's girlfriend was watching her with another woman. Jenna spread her legs in response to Aimee's body sliding between her legs. What she didn't expect was that Aimee would bury two fingers' in her pussy while Becky watched.

"She's wet," called out Aimee, putting two fingers into her mouth and licking off Jenna's pussy juice. Then Aimee inserted two fingers in her pussy again. This time the stripper pulled them out and offered them to Becky. Jenna watched as she licked the pussy juice from the stripper's fingers.

Jenna looked over and saw pure lust in Becky's eyes. Aimee had a little tougher time, but eventually she got the mother of three to strip out of her clothes. As the stripper rubbed her bald pussy against Jenna's, Becky leaned over and kissed Aimee. She held the kiss as the stripper started tribbing the porn star underneath her.

"You have great tits." This time it was Becky who grabbed her tits.

"My God She does. You should taste them."

Aimee pulled Becky's head towards Jenna's implants and soon she had a nipple in the young woman's mouth. Jenna's head was swimming with the sensation of a pussy rubbing against her own while another woman sucked on her tits. In the back of her mind she knew it was wrong and that she should not be having sex with Becky. Each time she came close to gaining the courage to push Becky's mouth off her swollen nipple, a small tremor would shake her body and she'd forget to tell the young woman to stop. The song changed and soon Aimee was back on Becky. This song was less about a lap dance and more like lesbian tribbing.

"Mmmm" Becky moaned and so did Jenna when Aimee went down on the young woman. Jenna watched as Aimee licked Becky's bald slit and grabbed her tits. For her part, Becky groaned, pulling the stripper by the hair into her soaking wet crotch.

The hand rubbing her pussy caught Jenna by surprise, the probing fingers shocked her. Becky released the fistful of stripper hair and started fingering Jenna. The moment of shock and disbelief quickly faded as the young woman found her swollen clit. Jenna arched her back and moaned, pushing down onto Becky's fingers.

"OH FUCK." It was Becky. Her body started to shake with an orgasm. She pulled her fingers out of Jenna and grabbed onto Aimee's head. For her part, Aimee continued tongue fucking Becky through her orgasm. Jenna watched as Aimee kissed her way back up the young blonde, stopping off at each of her tits, before French kissing her.

"Your turn Jenna."

Jenna looked at Aimee. Her pussy ached, needing a good tongue lashing from the stripper.

"Get up here and give Becky a lap dance."

That's not what Jenna was expecting.

"Yeah Jenna, dance for me."

"No, I..."

Jenna never finished the sentence as Becky kissed her and Aimee reached around, pulling Jenna on to the young woman's lap.

"You said under the right conditions you'd dance like a stripper. The only people here are us". It was Becky who reminded Jenna about what she said earlier in the main part of the club

Becky raised her body up just enough to kiss Jenna, her tongue invading the mouth of the porn star mom. She knew that she should resist Becky's pleas, but Jenna's body was thinking for her now and she slowly started grinding her pussy into Becky's lap. Thoughts of doing the same thing to her son a few weeks before clouded her mind. 'This is Will's girlfriend' she thought to herself as her pussy lips met the wet folds of Becky's crotch as she started her lap dance.

Jenna could feel Becky's hands pulling her hips up. She ground her pussy into the young blondes' tits, a thick nipple rubbing against her clit. She knew the inevitable was about to happen as Becky slid further down the couch. She knew she should stop it, but her pussy ached and needed attention. Her brain was saying 'no' but her crotch was saying 'yes'. She'd been there countless times on the set of a movie or with her son's and she knew which voice she was going to listen to.

"FUCK!"

Becky found her swollen clit.

"OH, FUCKING HELL!" Jenna pushed her hips down on the face of the young woman. She could feel Becky grab her ass with both hands, pulling her pussy deeper into her mouth and kneading her butt cheeks.

Jenna tried to keep the timing of hip rotations close to the music in the VIP Room. That lasted a minute or maybe more and then she gave up. She closed her eyes as the next wave of her orgasm started shaking her body. As the orgasm spread through her body, her legs shook and her pussy convulsed. For her part, Becky continued to probe Jenna's wet hole with her tongue alternating with lapping at her clit.

As Becky let go of her pussy, needing air, Jenna took the opportunity to climb off the blonde. She pulled Becky sideways onto the couch and spread her legs and buried her face in her crotch. It wasn't long before Aimee had climbed onto Becky's face and started grinding her pussy in time with the music.

The taste of Becky was sweet, and Jenna wondered how often her son ate his girlfriend's pussy. Licking the right and then left side of her pussy, Jenna alternated with her tongue flicking against her swollen clit. A hand grabbed a fistful of her hair and she heard a mumbled voice say "faster."

Jenna slid one finger and then two into Becky's hole. She plunged her fingers in and out of her in time with her tongue's assault on the swollen clit at the top of her pussy.

"FUUUUCK!" Becky's body shook uncontrollably.
"Fucking Christ!" This time is was Aimee who cried out.

The lights in the room flickered off and on two times.

Jenna kept lapping at Becky's pussy as her orgasm stretched for more than thirty seconds.

The lights flickered again. Aimee climbed off Becky's face.

"That was fucking amazing."

Aimee and Becky started kissing as Jenna slowly lapped at Becky's swollen pussy. Becky's hands pulled Jenna's head up and her body followed. Jenna's hand grabbed one of Becky's D-cups and played with it as the stripper and the young woman continued to make out. Soon it was Jenna's turn as Becky grabbed her MILF's tits and kissed her deeply. She could taste pussy on the young woman's tongue and smell it on her face.

The lights flickered again. Becky broke off the kiss with Jenna.

"That was amazing!" Becky bit her lip and smiled at the older woman.

"I hate to break up this party, but we need to give the room to another dancer."

Becky kissed Jenna one more time and then got up to start putting on her clothes. Jenna did the same thing, slipping back into her dress after kissing Will's girlfriend one more time. Dressed now, Becky pulled Jenna into a deep kiss as their bodies melted into each other.

"Hey... get a room you two." Aimee started laughing as the couple broke their kiss a moment later.

The three of them left the red velvet of the VIP room and entered the smoky main club. In the last 30 minutes the club had filled up with a couple of bachelor parties. Becky and Jenna held hands as they emerged from the room and started walking to their original seat. They found it taken by a couple of older Japanese men in suits. It was obvious they were tourists visiting the Vegas nightlife.

"It doesn't look like there is a good place to sit. Do you want me to ask the manager to find us a table?"

Jenna kept a hold of Becky's hand. It was wrong, but she still wanted to kiss the young woman. Her brain was telling her that it's a bad idea, but her body wanted to feel the warmth of the young woman.

"No, I think I'm ready to go. I need to get back home anyways. I told my Mom that I'd be home after Mande's performance."

Her mind quickly changed from slutty porn star to mother.

"Are you driving Becky, you had a lot to drink?"

"No, I'm not driving. I took a ride share over here and I'll get another one home. I only live about 15 minutes from here."

"You don't need a ride share, I'll drive you home. I feel guilty about being out with the guys at the funeral this weekend, so I shouldn't stay out too late."

"Really, you'd do that for me?"

"Of course, sweetheart!"

Jenna slid her fingers in between Becky's and pulled her towards the exit of the club. The pair emerged to the warm night air of Vegas. The sounds of the city were quieter than the thumping beat of the club. The pair didn't talk as they walked but kept looking at each other and smiling.

"I'm here."

Jenna was just about to pull her keys out of her clutch but was instead pulled into the warm embrace of Becky. Soft lips found hers as the young woman wrapped her arms around Jenna, pulling their breasts together. Her mouth opened, accepting Becky's tongue. As they kissed, Jenna felt hands on the outside of her dress, caressing her implants and fondling her ass.

"Wow, you are a good kisser." Jenna eventually broke the kiss.

Becky looked at her and bit her lip. "Thanks"

It was unsaid, but both knew it was there. Jenna knew that Becky would likely say yes if she invited her back to the house to fuck. She also knew that it would be wrong to fuck Will's girlfriend, but Jenna wanted it so bad. In the end it was reason that won out. She resigned herself in that moment to go back to her house, find a vibrator and maybe video chat with one of her sons.

The pair climbed into the truck. Becky pulled out her cell phone and sent a text message to her mom saying that she was one the way. Jenna looked at Becky and smiled knowing that Will had found a great girlfriend. The pair chatted as they drove to Becky's house. It was mainly about how college is going and a little bit about the guys coming back home on Tuesday.

Becky's directions led Jenna to a housing development like the one that she lives in. Along the way, Becky explained that she lived there with her Mom and her younger sister. Jenna knew that Becky's mom was a few years younger than Jenna and that her sister was the same age as her Tony and a senior in high school. Becky's house was a two story at the end of a cul-de-sac. Jenna parked on the side of the street and turned off the truck, intending to talk to Becky about what happened. However as soon as the truck stopped Becky had opened the door and took off her seatbelt, inviting Jenna to walk her to the door. Jenna did the same, unbuckling her belt and climbing out of the truck.

Becky grabbed Jenna's hand as they walked to the front door. Under the glow of the porch light, Becky kissed Jenna again. It was just as deep and passionate as the one at the strip club. The little voice in her head kept telling her to take Becky back to her house to fuck. The kiss eventually broke, and Jenna was left standing there pondering what to do next.

"We probably shouldn't tell Will about this." It was Becky that spoke first.

"No, probably not. It can be our little secret."

Jenna kissed the young woman again. This time it was more motherly than sensual.

"Do you want to meet my Mom and Sister? They should be up." Becky looked a Jenna with her deep blue eyes.

"No, that's alright. I don't want to intrude on your family."

Becky clicked the lock on the door and pushed it open. She grabbed Jenna's hand.

"It's alright. I've told them about your family and I'm sure they will want to meet you."

Jenna was about to say no, when she found herself being pulled into the entry way of the house.

"It will only take a minute." Becky continued to pull Jenna into the house.

Becky smiled at Jenna as she pulled her towards the back of the house. With each step, Jenna could hear something growing louder. It sounded like a movie in the background. She thought it sounded like the latest installment of the movie series with the billionaire playboy and his submissive girlfriend. As Jenna rounded the corner, she could feel the hand holding her squeeze tighter.

'OH FUCK' she thought as she stopped immediately. The sound coming from the family room was from a lesbian porn movie playing a giant television. It wasn't the movie that made her stop, it was the mature woman on the couch wearing a strap-on fucking a teenage girl who was on her hands and knees. Jenna didn't know what to say, her mouth hung open as she watched the black colored dildo ramming in and out of who she suspected was Becky's younger sister. The MILF looked like an older version of Becky, so Jenna assumed it was her Mom.

"This is fucking hot to watch." Becky's voice barely registered in Jenna's ear or mind. She was still processing the sight of Becky's mom fucking her youngest daughter with a strap-on. The dildo went in and out. Jenna was mesmerized by sight and sounds. It seemed like an eternity as time slowed as each stroked stretched out the young woman on the couch.

"WHAT THE FUCKY BECKY?"

The voice was loud enough to break Jenna out of the lust trance she was in.

"Relax Mom, this is Will's Mom."

"I KNOW WHO THE FUCK SHE IS. WHY THE FUCK IS SHE HERE?"

Becky's Mom looked pissed off and Jenna started to back out of the family room. She felt Becky's hand on her ass, holding her in place.

"It's all right Mom. I think Jenna is perfectly okay with incest, aren't you?"

Becky turned to Jenna and looked at her for the briefest of second. The kiss this time was like the club. Jenna's mind swirled as she kissed her son's girlfriend. Incest, that's all she could hear Becky say. The image of Becky's Mom fucking her youngest daughter with a strap-on filled her vision. A tongue invaded her mouth as she felt the straps of her dress being pulled over her shoulders.

Jenna's mind continued to race. Incest, Becky and her family are into incest. Jenna could feel the warm air of the house hit her skin as Becky pushed Jenna's dress over her hips. A finger found her smoldering pussy, then two invaded the wet folds of her body. When the kiss finally broke, Jenna was standing at the edge of the living room wearing only her heels.

"See Mom, I told you that Jenna was cool with this. Jenna, this is Karen, my Mom. My little sister is Rachel."

"Hi." She half waved her hand as she watched Karen and Rachel still in the same position as before. The strap-on half buried in the teenager's pussy.

Becky started stripping out of her clothes.

"Keep going Mom. I love to watch you fuck Rachel."

Jenna and Becky looked at the mother of two. Karen gave Jenna an inquisitive look, to which Jenna returned a smile. The was all it took and soon the MILF was again thrusting the black dildo in and out of her daughter. She watched, not realizing that Becky was slipping out of her clothes until a hand pulled her towards the couch. Becky let go of Jenna's hand and climbed onto the couch, legs spread and pussy a few inched from her sister's mouth. Jenna watched as Becky pulled Rachel's mouth into her pussy.

"UMMMM!"

Jenna just watched as Mother and daughters fucked. She fingered herself as Rachel moaned into her older sister's crotch through what Jenna suspected to be an orgasm.

"You can join us Jenna. Becky is really good at eating pussy."

It was Karen's voice that broke her from her trance. Jenna didn't waste any time thinking about the morality of taking part in an incest orgy, she needed her cunt licked. She climbed on Becky's face, feeling a tongue slide along her wet folds like back at the club. Jenna watched as Rachel ate her older sister's pussy in between moans.

"That's its baby... lick Jenna's cunt!" It was Becky's mother. "Lick her porn star cunt",

Jenna watched as Karen continued to ram the strap-on in and out of her youngest daughter. She ignored the moans and pleas of the young woman to stop and let her catch her breath.

A tongue wound its way deeper into her pussy and Jenna could smell the musky sent of wet pussy and orgasms. She'd smelt it many times on the set of porn movies and it filled her nostrils and set off the pleasure receptors in her brain.

The pounding Rachel was getting from her mother lasted almost 10 minutes. With the latest body shaking orgasm, Karen pulled the dildo out of her daughter. She kissed the small of her back and told her to switch spots with her older sister. It took a moment of rearranging and soon the younger woman was lapping at Jenna's pussy. Rachel focused on her swollen clit. Jenna watched as Karen slid the 10-inch black dildo deep into her older daughter.

"OH FUCKKKKK." Jenna's orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Her arms shook as she grabbed onto Rachel's hair. "FUCKING HELL!", Jenna's body shook violently.

"Faster Mommy." Jenna watched as Becky dislodged her mouth from her sister's pussy and pleaded with her mother to fuck her faster. The black dildo slid in and out of the blonde's pussy faster and faster. The sound of Karen's breathing grew louder and heavier as she moaned through her orgasm. It was at that moment that Jenna realized the dildo was one of the kinds where the wearer could insert a portion in their own pussy to rub against their G-spot as they fucked their partner. Karen's body shook at Jenna continued to enjoy the pleasure of Rachel's tongue.

It took another couple of minutes and soon the strap-on was off and Becky and her mother were tribbing on the couch. Jenna watched the older woman grind her pussy into her daughter. For her part, Jenna pulled Rachel into a 69 position and started lapping at her wet folds. A few more orgasms and the group changed positions again. This time Jenna and Karen lay back on the couch with their legs spread as Becky and Rachel got on their knees to lap at the pussies of the older women.

"My daughters are good pussy lickers. I've trained them well, don't you think? Karen pushed Rachel's hair from the front of her face. It was the first time that Karen had spoken more than a word or two to Jenna since she arrived at the house and walked in on their fuck session.

"Yes, they are. Mmmm!" Jenna moaned her appreciation for the young woman lapping at her wet box.

Jenna's hips rocked forward into Rachel's tongue. A hand grabbed her face and pulled her towards Karen's. Soon she found herself kissing the mother of two, tongues battling for domination. Her nostrils filled with the smell of pussy and perfume. It was intoxicating to Jenna and a warm hand pinched her nipple.

"You taste great." Jenna broke off the kiss to breath.

"Thanks." Karen smiled at Jenna.

The sound of the porn movie stopped, replaced by the sounds of real sex. Her body shook with another orgasm as she looked down into Rachel's blue eyes.

"Fuck baby... eat Mommy FASTER!" Karen's voice grew louder as her orgasm overtook her body. Jenna watched as the woman shook for almost an entire minute. It was like the orgasm Becky had given her at the strip club. Heavy breathing and moans filled the family room. Soon Jenna cried out as another orgasm rocked her body. It would be another minute before Rachel climbed up next to her and kissed her. Jenna watched as Becky kissed the inside of her mother's thighs. Light kisses on the outside of her pussy, brought continued soft moans from the older woman. Mother pulled daughter up to the couch, kissing as the two embraced.

"I think we need to get something to drink and head into the bedroom. I think we'll be more comfortable there."

Jenna could feel Karen's hand pulling her off the couch and presumably towards the kitchen. They didn't stop as they walked by the kitchen.

"Girls, can you bring us something to drink. I'm going to take our guest upstairs and make her comfortable."

"Okay Mom." It was Rachel.

Jenna followed the mother of two up the stairs and into what she suspected was the master bedroom. She climbed onto the king-sized bed as Karen suggested.

The kiss from Becky on the back of the neck was nice. Soon she was alternating between kissing Karen and Becky. Jenna felt a hand from around her back cup her implants as Becky leaned over to kiss her mom. She watched as mother and daughter made out like young lovers. Soon the kiss ended, and a soft voice filled her ear.

"You are going to enjoy this Jenna. My girls and I will show you why incest is best."

The mother of two chuckled and pushed Jenna back onto the bed as three hungry mouths attacked her body. It would be a few more hours before the last cries from an orgasm filled the room and were replaced by quiet breathing and eventually sleep.

The sheets of the bed felt warm as the light was just starting to enter the bedroom. Jenna was a little disoriented as she opened her eyes to a strange room. She looked over and saw Becky lying next to her. She assumed that Karen and Rachel were on the other side of the king bed, just as naked as she was. Her bladder was telling her that she needed to pee. Her parched mouth needed water. As quietly as she could, she slipped out from under the sheets crawling over Becky and wandered out into the hallway in search of the guest bathroom.

Jenna didn't bother with clothes because she didn't really remember where they were. She seemed to recall Becky stripping off her dress in the family room last night. With an empty bladder, Jenna tiptoed down the stairs looking for the kitchen and something to drink. It took a few wrong guesses, but she eventually found the cabinet with the glasses. She pulled out the orange juice from the refrigerator, checked the date on the carton and poured herself a glass. She was into her third large gulp of her second serving when Becky walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning."

It was followed by a naked embrace from the young woman and a kiss.

"Good morning Becky. I hope I didn't wake you."

"You did, but that's okay. I figured it would give us time to talk before my family wakes up."

"Talk?" Jenna raised an eyebrow at the young woman.

A thousand questions raced through her mind, all of which came back from last night.

"I hope that I didn't surprise you too much last night. I thought after the strip club that you might like to join us." Becky moved a lock of hair from the front of her face back behind her left ear.

"Why did you think that Becky?" She watched as Becky smiled at her.

"Because you're into incest just like my Mom and sister."

"Why do you think I'm into incest and why did you say that to your Mom last night?"

It was the one thing that stuck her as odd about last night besides the lesbian incest. She knew that Will had never posted anything about fucking his Mom on his blog and he swore that he didn't tell his girlfriend.

"I know you are, so hear me out. I love sucking Will's cock, it's my favorite thing besides eating pussy. I really like doing it while Will is driving."

Jenna looked at the young woman, who continued her story.

"So, the other weekend, my grandpa let me drive his truck. It has a bench seat which is great for sucking Will off. Do you remember two weeks ago when Tony was going to the prom and your husband was at work. I came over and grabbed Will to go to the movies?"

"Yeah I remember." In all honesty, Jenna remembered the prom and Rich working but that was about it.

"Well, I told Will that we should take my grandpa's truck. He got a little scared when I tossed him the keys. As soon as we were in the truck, I started unbuckling his pants to suck his dick. He swatted my hand away saying that he wasn't in the mood. I told him that I didn't care, so I continued pulling out his dick. He was already half hard when I took him into my mouth."

Becky stopped talking. Jenna wondered if she was supposed to remember something about that day.

"As I'm starting to suck your son, I can smell pussy coming from his crotch and tasted it on his dick. At this point I'm wondering if my boyfriend might be cheating on me, because I know what pussy tastes like. I keep sucking him, wondering if she is hot and then I remember him saying something about being home with you and helping out around the house."

It all came back to Jenna in a flash. She'd fucked Will in the garage when she should have been cleaning up some boxes. Rich was at the business and Tony had just left to meet the guys for the prom. Will was balls deep into her when the phone chimed with a text message from Becky saying that she was two minutes away and to be outside waiting for her.

"So, I'm sucking my boyfriend thinking that he had just fucked his porn star mother and I'm getting totally wet. It took me about an hour to ask enough innocuous questions to confirm that you and Will were home alone for a good part of the afternoon by yourselves."

"I don't know what to say."

Becky got a stern look on her face and crossed her arms under her tits. "Tell me I'm wrong,"

Jenna's heart raced. Lying was not going to help, Becky knew the truth. The best Jenna could hope for was to contain this until she had time to think.

"Okay... but you must promise me something."

"So, you did fuck Will?" The smile across Becky's face was enormous.

"Yes, but you can't tell anyone. Promise me."

"I promise I won't tell anyone, but you have to do something for me."

The cold feeling ran down her spine.

"You have to fuck Will and I at the same time. I want to watch him fuck you as you eat me out."

Jenna knew she had to say something.

"Sure, we can do that, but you have to give me until the end of June to work it out."

She didn't know why she said the end of June, but she did. It was still several weeks away, and it gave her time to come up with a plan.
"Fair enough."

The two women smiled at each other. Becky leaned in and kissed Jenna while grabbing her hand. Jenna could feel herself being pulled out of the kitchen when the kiss broke.

"Let's go. My sister is super fucking horny when she wakes up. The guys won't be back for a few days and we'd planned on fucking all weekend. You are welcome to spend the weekend with us."

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