My Prostitute Mom Pt1

Dad had just left for work and I sat at the kitchen table watching my Mom washing the breakfast stuff at the sink. With her back to me she certainly was a MILF, a Mother I would like to fuck. My mates have even confessed that my Mom had sometimes been in their imaginations as they wanked off, I of course told them that was sick, but secretly often did so myself but with the advantage of being able to remove her used panties from the laundry basket and lying on my bed, smelling her womanly scent and licking the gusset hoping that I have tasted her juices from the contact they had on her cunt. I never failed to have a massive climax at the thought of knowing what her cunt could be like.

She stood with her back to me, her pale blue jeans stretched tight in all the right places. I admired my Moms slightly pear shaped arse that the denim outlined perfectly. And when she turned the tightness of the material meant with little to no slack, the jeans clung to her legs and tightly around her crotch and must be tight up to her slit.

“Why Melanie?” I asked. I saw Mom stiffen slightly at the name. She attempted and failed to sound matter of factly “What sweetie”. “Why did you decide to call yourself Melanie when you work as a prostitute?”. I felt my cock getting hard as I said that to my Mom, and seeing her reaction as she discovered her 18 year old son knew she fucked for money.

“I don,t know what your on about you silly boy” She replied, and started being more meticulous with drying the plate in her hands. “Dad know?” I asked, waited a few moments and continued “No of course he doesn,t . If he did you two would be divorced now for sure”. Again Mom tried to talk her way out “Sweetie I don,t know what your on about, but I want you to stop this minute. You shouldn,t be talking or making made up allegations…especially about your own Mother, so stop this minute.”

I sighed and looked at Mom “ you know Dave who comes round here sometimes don,t you…well he has a older brother, Phil…he,s the punter who you fucked yesterday…ho and he said you were worth every penny… a proper dirty bitch…his words.”. Moms face was getting flushed. “ Remember you let him take some pics as long as your face didn,t show…he sent them to me, and your face can be seen reflected in a mirror” I turned my phone to her to show a image of a naked woman fingering herself on all fours with a reflection of her face in a mirror, it was my Mom.

Mom saw the image and put both her hands to her face “I am so,so sorry Colin…you have to understand…I….I have needs…and your Father..I love him…but …oh god…..but our sex life is virtually non existent now.