Free Secret Taboo in the Attic by Cheri Verset Page B

the woman's place.
    "Aaahh yeah…"
    With my free hand, I stroked the pebbles
on my chest and squeezed them until the pain turned into pleasure. I was
moaning almost as loudly as the redhead but I kept my eyes peeled so I could
watch the scene.
    "Well well, mind if I join in?"
a woman said on the screen.
    The camera panned left and took in the
newcomer, starting at her feet. She was wearing high heels, black silk
stockings with garter belt, but she was otherwise naked. I liked where this was
going, threesomes were among my favorite things to watch. The woman had
strawberry blond hair and hefty natural tits.
    I was completely drenched just thinking
about what would happen.
    "Oh yes," Ron Jeremy said,
never breaking his stride. "Sit on the floor, sweetheart. My secretary is
gonna eat that sweet cunt of yours."
    "That's exactly what I wanted to
hear."
    I masturbated faster as the new woman
complied. I could practically smell their arousal through the TV, though that
might have been my own musky aroma. I was in the zone and determined to get off
at the same time as the characters.
    That's when I noticed something strange.
The new woman had a birthmark on her left thigh in the shape of a long
triangle. I stopped moving and leaned closer to look at it. I knew one person who
had the exact same birthmark.
    My mother.
    No , that
couldn't be! But the more I looked at the birthmark and then at her young face,
the more I was convinced it really was my mom. I remembered the box of pictures
from earlier and the features were spot on. She looked to be about 18 or 19 but
I saw the similarities.
    "That's impossible," I
whispered. "You can't be mom!"
    And yet my doubts dissipated. This really
was my mother and she'd had a secret career as a porn actress before I was
born. I was absolutely floored. Even crazier, I couldn't look away. I kept
staring at the redhead eating out my mom and at least a minute passed before I
realized my fingers were still in my pussy.
    I should have yanked my hand away, turned
off the video, and prepare myself for a serious discussion with her, but I did
none of these things. I was conspicuously aware that I was still soaking wet
and my fingers felt incredibly good against my soft flesh. Would it be really
bad if I finished before stopping the movie? Nobody would know, right?
    Maybe it was weird to play with myself
while watching my mother having sex – lesbian sex! – but at the same time I was
reminded of a thousand different scenarios about her. I remembered her lounging
in swimsuits at the beach. Hell, I had even seen her naked in a dressing room.
Now I was convinced the actress truly was my mom and she was incredibly hot.
    That's when I decided that it wasn't so
bad if I fingered myself to a screaming orgasm while watching her. After all,
that was her role. She'd made movies so people got off on it. If her only
daughter could be aroused, that meant she was exceptionally good at her job.
    I absentmindedly licked my lips and
continued stroking my pussy, shoving two fingers as deeply as I could. At the
same time, I grazed my engorged clit and felt pleasure shooting out.
    "Hmmm…"
    I went faster, I couldn't wait to climax
and I knew it would be amazing, but right then I heard the floor creaking
behind me. I instinctively turned around.
    "Oh fuck!"
    Standing right at the top of the ladder
was my brother! He looked as stunned as I was and he had a hand on his crotch.
    "Shit, sorry, sis…"
    "How long have you been standing
there?" I shrieked, not even realizing that my hand was still in my
panties.
    "A few minutes. A while."
    "Damn it, this can't be
happening…"
    "I came home earlier and I saw the
attic door was open. I was about to say hello when I saw that you were… playing
with yourself. Then I was about to step back down but you mentioned that mom
was in the movie. Is that true? Is that really mom?"
    I finally pulled my hand out of my pussy
and stopped the video. "Yeah, it's her. Did you know about