Filming Porn with Mom

It was the third morning of the trip and Evelyn was ready for the day's activities, dressed in a new bikini. While her son was washing himself in the bathroom, she checked her email on her phone and her heart nearly sank.

The bathroom door opened and her son came out, noticing her despair.

"Is everything okay?" Chris asked, confused by mom's sudden mood change.

Evelyn put her phone away and stood barefoot in the hotel room, ready to have some fun. She did her best to be upbeat, even though the news was devastating to her.

"Oh, nothing," she replied, being a good mother and hiding away her grief from her son.

"Are you sure? Maybe I can help."

She smiled. "What's important is, I'm very glad that we get to spend alone time together. You know how busy I've been at the firm, and I know you've been busy with college."

"Yeah, I'm glad we get to do this, too. Seriously though, what's wrong? Anything I should know about?"

She sighed. "If you really want to know, your father and I were supposed to do something on this trip. We missed our chance, but oh well. That's okay."

This was supposed to be an anniversary trip between Evelyn and her husband. She had booked and paid for everything. But when something came up at her husband's work, he had to cancel at the last minute, and Evelyn was forced to drag her son along.

What their son didn't know, however, was that they had all sorts of adult-related activities planned at this exclusive island resort. Things which had been her fantasy all her adult life.

"Can't you do it next year?" Chris asked.

"No, it's not exactly an annual thing," she sighed, then put on a lovely smile. "Let's forget it. It's nothing. I didn't mean to be a downer. Let's have a great time today, okay?"

Chris paused for a moment and pondered. "You know, before coming on this trip, dad told me to take his place. He said it a few times. I just assumed he meant swimming and sightseeing. All the usual stuff."

"Your father was teasing," she laughed. "Trust me, you wouldn't be interested."

"Are you sure? I can do anything dad can do. Come on, you keep treating me like I'm in high school. I'm an adult now."

Evelyn winced at the idea. "I don't know."

"We won't know unless we try it, right?"

"Well..."

Evelyn's voice trailed off and a slight smile formed on her lips. Would it be such a bad thing if she invited her son? Or in some way, treated her son as a replacement? It made sense, since Chris was handsome and was a real ladies man, just like his father was at that age.

"What is it?" Chris asked.

She thought for a moment, then pursed her lips. "I'm only telling you this because your father offered, whether he was joking or not. Have you ever heard of a famous photographer named Mr. Woo? He's from Hong Kong, but educated in Britain."

"Never heard of him."

Evelyn blushed. "Well, so you know, Mr. Woo is world-renowned when it comes to making fine art. He's directed several music videos in Asia, but mostly he's known for his exquisite photography. He's won countless awards and he's one of the highest paid artists in the world."

"I think I get it," Chris nodded. "This person is doing something here on the island and you wanted to join with dad. I saw a bunch of camera equipment in the lobby the day we arrived. It makes sense."

She smiled. "Great detective work. Yeah, we had plans to have a photoshoot by a true professional. It would have been great memories."

"Is that what you did yesterday, besides getting a full body massage? You seemed... I don't know... evasive or something. You seemed super relaxed after we split up yesterday."

"I did see Mr. Woo yesterday morning," she confessed. "I signed up months ago, at a very expensive price. It's non-refundable and I wanted a chance to meet him and his team."

"That's cool. You should have told me. It would have been exciting to watch, since apparently this guy is a pro."

That was the moment Evelyn paused and gently bit her lower lip; a natural reflex whenever she blushes. Any decent mother would have stopped at this point, but being a woman with certain needs and desires, she pushed things a little further.

"Trust me," she said. "It's better that I went alone yesterday."

"Why?"

"Think about. We're on an exotic beach resort. Lots of married couples. World famous photographer and his team."

It only took a few seconds for the realization to sink in and Chris understood.

"Oh, so you were...." his voice trailed away.

She shrugged. "It was an adult shoot. Yes, I was hoping to do that with your father. It's something we'd have cherished."

"Oh..."

At any other time, Evelyn would have been mortified sharing this with her son. Instead, she found the whole thing to be amusing. She loved seeing Chris squirm at the very thought of her naked.

"What do you expect?" she giggled. "I love modeling. I used to model as a side job to pay for my college education."

"I know, but still."

"What's that supposed to mean? Am I too old now?"

She put her hands on her hips and gave a stern expression.

"No, no," he backtracked. "You look great."

"Then accompany me today," she smiled. "Mr. Woo thinks I'm fantastic and he wants to film me. He emailed me this morning saying he wants to do something special with me, but only as a couples thing. That means I'll need a male partner."

Chris tensed. "You want me to fill in?"

"Yep, that was the offer. That's why I was so upset. It's the chance of a lifetime. It's a model's dream."

"Will you be... you know..."

Evelyn laughed. "Naked? Not a chance. Bikini only."

"What's this for, anyway?"

"It's for couples to take amazing pictures and film. Mr. Woo basically makes a ton of money from this, but I think it's worth the price."

"Oh? How much are you paying?"

It was Evelyn's turn to become tense. "Put it this way, I nearly cried when your father couldn't come along."

"Sure, I'll do it. I mean, it'll be awkward for me. You know I get uncomfortable being on film. But why not?"

"My sweet prince, what will I ever do without you?"

Evelyn puckered her lips and made her way towards her blushing son, offering a tender kiss on the cheek.

***

She walked barefoot on the hot sand in her bikini. Chris wore his swimming trunks and nothing else.

They walked for several minutes, past all the tourists, until they reached a secluded part of the island. That area was set up with all sorts of photography and filming equipment which was spread out. Mr. Woo was there, busy directing his team as he went around making sure that each shoot was up to his high standards of quality.

There were six other couples on the beach, mostly middle-aged people looking to live out their salacious erotic fantasies, and most were from western countries. They were scattered around the beach with different photographers.

Most of the sessions were innocent enough; couples kissing, some were dancing, some played in the water. Most were in their small swimwear.

What caught their attention was a couple who were getting dressed from having been naked. The woman's breasts were still exposed and she reached for her bikini top, meanwhile the man had just tucked his penis away inside of his swimming trunks.

"Jeez," he gasped.

Evelyn shrugged. "Did I mention that Mr. Woo makes a wide variety of artwork?"

"Without any clothes?"

"A little further than that."

Chris almost seemed shocked. "You mean like pornogra..."

"Don't use that word," she said, turning to put her finger on his lips. "Mr. Woo is an internationally acclaimed artist, got that? He's not... whatever dirty thing you're suggesting."

"Sorry," he said, when the finger was moved away. "Did you know there was going to be naked people?"

Evelyn carefully chose her words before speaking. "The female body and human sexuality is a big part of this."

"Did you see anything like that yesterday? I want to know what we're getting into."

Her son was right and Evelyn realized that she should have been more forthcoming from the start. After all, this was something that had the power to enhance the love life of any married couple, or change the relationship between any mother/son.

"Okay, I got naked yesterday," she admitted. "I did a photoshoot, undressed, and I sent the pictures to your father last night."

"Wow. Is that why you were so relaxed after?"

"No, I was so relaxed because I had masturbated to completion during the photoshoot. Now you know. Grow up."

She did her best to act like this was such a normal thing between adults, but deep down, she felt a burning feeling inside for revealing such things to her son. If she was going to follow through with this shoot, then she needed to be honest about everything, even at the last minute.

"Is that Mr. Woo coming here?" Chris asked.

They watched the famed photographer smile and approach them. The man happily wore a tropical shirt with shorts, while he had a camera around his neck.

"My star!" Mr. Woo exclaimed. "So glad you decided to return."

She waved her hand emphatically. "Absolutely! It's the opportunity of a lifetime."

Evelyn greeted him with a hug and kiss. They made small talk and discussed the undeniable chemistry they had during yesterday's naked masturbation photoshoot. Things took a drastic turn when Mr. Woo turned to her son

"Who is he?" Mr. Woo asked. "That's a beautiful young man you've brought today."

Evelyn smiled with maternal pride. "Thank you. That's actually my..."

"Beautiful young man. Get him in the shot. You and him."

"Okay, but keep in mind that..."

"No time to talk," Mr. Woo said, hushing her. "I'm fully booked for the rest of this morning and I thought about you all night."

Evelyn's eyes lit up. "You have?"

"I need you in my private collection. You are an angel."

A comment like that nearly took her breath away. Mr. Woo's private collection? What an honor. Evelyn felt like she was floating in the sky.

"We'll do anything," she smiled to the photographer, leaving her son no choice.

Mr. Woo smiled back. "May we get started? We'll do a few things quickly and I'll see where my intuition takes me this morning."

"Sounds great!"

"Excellent. Take off your top, like yesterday. You and the beautiful young man should play in the water. Feel the ocean waves hitting your feet. Do a little dance for the camera while I prepare, okay?"

Evelyn turned to her shell-shocked son while Mr. Woo was preparing his camera. It appeared to be a final decision, one that was non-negotiable.

She recognized that this was a chance of a lifetime and she was hopeful that her son understood. Besides, what college guy doesn't enjoy a nice set of tits? Mom or not.

"Do you mind?" she blushingly asked her son.

Chris lifted an eyebrow. "Are you serious?"

"They're just boobs. You heard the man. He's busy and we have to be quick about this."

"Umm... if you're okay with it," he replied in the most dumbfounded manner.

"Remember, this is only because this vacation is so expensive, and because working with Mr. Woo is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Okay?"

Evelyn looked around the secluded beach. Two other women had also gone topless for their shoots, as various photographers were taking artsy pictures. This only gave her more confidence, the kind she needed at this moment.

She reached back and undid her bikini top. Then she tossed it and let it fall on the sand. It felt like the natural thing to do and her tan lined breasts were on full display for her son.

Being brave was the only way. She fought against her impulses and managed to keep her hands down. Her body had a nice, golden tan from the last few days. Her breasts looked like white triangles from the uneven tan. Her big brown nipples turned rock hard from the first hint of breeze.

Being topless on the beach was one thing -- she had done it plenty of times -- but doing it for her ogling son gave her a powerful rush. Chris was definitely enjoying the sight.

Mr. Woo called out, "I'm ready now. Go ahead, Evelyn. Do a little dance with your beautiful young man. Make it erotic."

If her husband had been here as originally planned, Evelyn would have been all over this. She would have used her best dance and modeling moves. She would have even played with her breasts for the camera, too.

Since this was her son, she had a more considerate and tactful approach. Using the palms of her hands, she covered her breasts. Then she made her moves, which were more conservative than what she'd normally do.

"Young man," Mr. Woo said. "Hold her. Squeeze her. Play with her. Fondle those perfect breasts. It's in your nature to do so."

Evelyn turned to see the horrified look on her son's face. It was both amusing and nerve-wracking at the same time. But to make fine art, sometimes it was necessary to break a few rules and push a few limits.

She dropped her hands and exposed her chest once again. Her nipples had turned even harder than before.

"You heard the man," she teased her son. "Hands on my boobies."

Chris pressed his lips tightly together before replying, "If you say so."

With her tits presented, she allowed her son to reach out and touch. Chris used one hand at first. It was a gentle touch, before turning into a firm squeeze. Maybe Chris was actually enjoying this, she wondered. When her breast was squeezed a bit harder, she wondered if Chris could be enjoying this a bit too much.

She focused on the task, spinning around with her feet in the water so that she was facing Mr. Woo again. The camera was snapping away as Chris put both hands around her breasts from behind, squeezing and caressing them.

Her hips swayed and she knew how to flirt with the camera. The last time she did professional modeling was over 20 years ago, but she hadn't lost her touch.

All the while, she felt Chris's hands taking full advantage of the opportunity, fondling her breasts while behind her. Every so often, her son's fingers would even rub and pinch her nipples. Under normal circumstances, she'd go ballistic. Any sane mother would. For now, while the camera was pointed at them, the rules would be different.

"These are excellent shots," Mr. Woo said, putting his camera down. "I will review these with members of my team. Will you wait here a few moments?"

Evelyn nodded emphatically. "Yes, absolutely I will."

"Wonderful. Keep your top off. I may want more shots of your breasts."

Mr. Woo stepped away, leaving Evelyn in the uncomfortable position of having to wait around with her breasts bare for her son's pleasure.

"You can let go now," she said to her son.

Chris released his hold. "Right. What now?"

They were face to face with their feet still in the water. They walked back towards the sandy beach where other couples were engaging in various photoshoots. More of the women had gone topless now.

Not wanting to be a prude, Evelyn kept her hands down. Through the corner of her eyes, she knew that her son was taking little peeks as they made their way to sand.

"We'll see what Mr. Woo thinks of these photos," she said. "This was the highlight of my week. Thanks for being a real trooper about this."

"You mean the modeling?" he smiled, playing coy.

Evelyn pinched her own nipples. "I meant these. You already knew that. I'm sure it must have been horrible for you to fondle me. But you did great."

"What can I say? Art was calling."

"Very funny. Pervert."

She playfully made a fist and punched her son in the chest, which Chris easily absorbed and laughed.

After a minute, Mr. Woo returned with members of his staff. One woman and one man. The woman appeared to be an assistant of sorts, having spent her time on the beach touching up makeup on different women and running small errands. The man was holding a small camera to record.

They all huddled around Evelyn, who became used to having her breasts exposed.

"We like these shots," Mr. Woo said. "I like them a lot. I want to do more with you. Are you interested? You will get the main copy, and one copy will be for my private collection."

She smiled and nodded. "I'm interested in doing anything with your team. What do you want me to do next?"

"I want to film your face and body. Some close-ups. Some full body. I know your husband will enjoy seeing this."

It was the biggest adrenaline rush she had felt in years. To be immortalized by such a famed artist was a victory. But to have something like this to share with her husband? Surely their sex lives would skyrocket after this. This is exactly what she wanted.

"I'd love to do it," she beamed. "I'll send my 'young man' away and we can take things further."

Mr. Woo laughed. "This young man is part of what I want. What's his name?"

"Chris. And he's my..."

"I can tell that Chris has natural desires for you," Mr. Woo said shamelessly. "I saw it in his eyes and the way his fingers tweaked your delicate nipples. That is true desire. I want that on film."

She ignored the comments about her son and her high came to a temporary halt, realizing that her son would have to be there. No longer could she let loose and express herself sexually anymore. Now, she'd have to keep her primal desires at bay.

But it was better than nothing. She desperately wanted an insanely erotic video to bring home to her husband, so it was a fair decision to make. Besides, Chris had already seen and touched her breasts. What was the harm in going a little further?

"Sure, we can do that," Evelyn gulped, wondering if she had just made a huge mistake.

Mr. Woo thought for a moment and rubbed his chin. "You and Chris, hold hands and walk towards that building over there. Then lay down on the sand and have Chris on top of you. Face to face."

"Okay, we can do that."

"My team and I will follow behind. We want a long shot. Then we want a close-up of your face for an orgasm after we zoom in."

"Orgasm?" Evelyn asked.

"Just like yesterday," Mr. Woo reminded. "Only this time, we have more people. We can make true erotic art. Go on. Let's begin. I have other appointments this morning."

The all-business look on Mr. Woo's face was enough for Evelyn. She held her son's hands, and while the small crew watched, she guided her son towards the building.

They had a clear view of the other couples that were spread across the beach. Most of the women were topless now, doing erotic poses with their husbands. It was exactly what they had all signed up for; erotic art to spice up a marriage.

"What are we going to do?" Chris asked, while the crew was far behind them, waiting for them to get in place.

Evelyn sighed, squeezing her son's hand. "I know how to fake orgasms. Can you just play along, please?"

"Jeez, that's going to be weird."

"Is it? Was Mr. Woo right about your desires?"

"Are you turning this around on me?" Chris asked. "Because the last time I checked, I'm the one doing you a favor."

She smiled, "And I'll always appreciate that."

This time, they were closer to the other couples as they approached the small building. Picking a spot, Evelyn laid on the sand, with her son getting on top of her.

After all the loving hugs they've shaved over Chris's lifetime, this was far more intimate because Evelyn's breasts were exposed and were pressing against her son's skin. With her nipples hard, she was certain Chris was getting a thrill out of it.

Mr. Woo and his team slowly approached them while filming.

"They're coming," Chris whispered.

Evelyn rubbed her son's neck and shoulders. "I guess we're supposed to pretend like we're lovers. After all, this is what this experience is all about."

"I'm sure you're wishing dad could be here right now."

"Yes, but..." she said, with her voice trailing away. "It seems like I have another hard cock to take your father's place."

She smiled and wiggled her hips, rubbing her crotch against her son's bulge. Chris seemed mortified that he had an erection, but Evelyn understood.

The camera team came closer. In a matter of moments, the team surrounded Evelyn and filmed the expressions on her face. Ever the model, Evelyn posed while beneath her son. She made different facial gestures. She knew how to be sexy.

"Yes, like that," Mr. Woo said. "I love what you're doing with your face. We need a close-up for that, and your breasts. Your nipples are hard, yet delicate. I can tell you have great affection for the young man."

Just as the camera zoomed in on Evelyn's face, she couldn't help but look at her son and giggle. Chris giggled too. If the small crew only knew that they were a mother/son duo...

When the filming camera moved to her breasts, she was shocked that Chris reached down to play with her nipples to make everything more exciting. The camera zoomed in closer to capture the action.

"Excellent, we stop here," Mr. Woo said. "Allow us to review the footage. Then we'll continue."

The team quickly huddled around the camera and reviewed the footage they had shot. Meanwhile, Evelyn gazed deeply into her son's eyes, who still kept a hand on her breast.

"Do you think dad will be upset?" Chris whispered.

"No, I don't."

"Why? I hope I didn't get carried away."

"Your father told me it would be okay," Evelyn admitted. "He told me privately that he was fine if we did something like this, but I don't think he imagined that we'd ever go this far. He knows this is my fantasy."

"And what's your fantasy?"

She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "To be featured in erotic artwork. I shouldn't be telling you this, but we have a private collection at home. Home videos, naughty selfies we share at work, that sort of thing. I've always wanted something professionally made, though."

"Oh, wow," he gulped and became incredibly tense. "So you have, like, naked pictures and stuff."

"Naked pictures, sucking, fucking. All of it."

Evelyn smiled at her shocked son. Their private interlude ended when the team reconvened and the camera man started filming again.

"Okay, we'll go further," Mr. Woo said decisively. "I like everything that we've got so far. You'll be pleased, I promise. Are you okay with more skin?"

It only meant one thing, that Mr. Woo wanted her panties removed like yesterday. Only now, the stakes were a lot higher. Looking into her son's eyes, she could tell that he was more than willing to go along with this for the sake of creating a memorable video. And maybe, just maybe, her son really desired her.

"That's fine," she said, eager to see how this would unfold.

"Excellent. My assistant Huan will provide the necessary help."

Laying helplessly on the sand, Evelyn watched as the dutiful Asian woman approached them and gently pulled at her bikini bottom. Evelyn shimmied her own hips so that Huan's job could be a little easier. And just like that, her pussy was bare.

She noticed Chris's eyes peeking downward, hopeful to catch a glimpse of what was exposed. She had gone for a wax before this trip so she was hairless at the moment.

Her breathing became heavier as she expected filming to resume immediately. Instead, she saw Huan removing her son's swimming trunks! It was a gentle tug at first and she saw the top of her son's dick. She could have stopped this, but it all happened so fast. And if she were honest with herself, she was fucking aroused and wanted to see what her son's penis looked like.

She stared when Chris's dick was freed. It was fully erect and pointed straight ahead. Chris blushed when he was fully exposed.

"This male model is ready for action," Mr. Woo said. "Now we continue filming."

Evelyn didn't bother to correct the big confusion. Chris was not a male model. Chris was her son!

Evelyn laid there, not knowing what to do, but the assistant Huan knew the plan. Huan guided Chris on top of her once again, with Chris's erection pointed downward. Then Huan guided the tip of Chris's dick to mom's pussy.

"He's my son," Evelyn managed to speak tensely, in a low voice that was filled with anxiety and nervousness.

Huan looked utterly confused. "I'm sorry. Don't understand."

The assistant clearly had no clue what Evelyn had just revealed. The assistant just did her job, using her hands to reach down and spread Evelyn's legs, then squeezed Chris's dick to guide inside the wet hole.

Even more intrusive, Evelyn felt the woman's fingers spreading her labia. She felt the woman inserting her fingers to give a good spread. Evelyn knew her pussy was a sopping mess and she could practically feel herself dripping.

Her pussy was stretched by the head of her son's erection, courtesy of this female assistant, who had no shame whatsoever.

Looking up, Evelyn saw the astonished expression on her son's face. This was really happening. They were actually about to have sex. The camera man kneeled before the mom/son duo for a close-up recording of Evelyn's face.

"Push... push... push!" Huan repeated.

The assistant's hands were pushing Chris's butt, forcing him to thrust inside mom's pussy.

Evelyn gasped at the penetration. She saw the look of confusion on her son's face. She knew she must have had the same expression on her own face. And whatever expression she had on her face was being filmed as the camera operator recorded from different angles.

Mr. Woo suggested, "I love dirty talk between lovers. Feel free to express yourselves, your wants, your desires."

She heard the director then mutter to himself about how sexy and hot this was. Her pussy had never been wetter as her son penetrated her so deeply. Chris was a lot like his father. They had the same build, the same cock. It was exactly what Evelyn had been dreaming about these past few days, so why not enjoy it? This was going to be immortalized on film. This would be her property for the rest of her life. A memory of her sexual exploration.

"Fuck me," she whispered to her son. "My body is aching for it. Go ahead, do it."

Chris looked utterly confused, as expected, but gave in. He thrusted all the way, making Evelyn gasp, giving her exactly what she craved. Evelyn was no longer shy about being vocal or expressing what she enjoyed.

"You want me to go harder?" Chris asked.

"As deep as you can go. I mean it. These are memories that I want, and I'm okay with sharing this with you."

To prove her point, Evelyn lifted her feet and put her ankles around her son's shoulders. Two decades of yoga and fitness had long proven to enhance her sexual abilities. Another benefit of putting her ankles high was that she was able to feel her son even deeper inside of her.

Her son gave a powerful thrust, taking her breath away as their eyes were still locked. Each thrust and she was pushed even deeper into the sand. The camera man worked his way around the scene, being sure to capture every angle of Evelyn's beautiful face in this heated moment. And the assistant kept on pushing Chris's bottom to ensure speed and intensity. All while Mr. Woo observed this unholy coupling.

The thrusts became more rapid and furious. Evelyn's moans soon became cries and it was the first time she had ever fucked on the sand. It was also the first time she had ever done anything so naughty in public.

Her eyes shifted around the beach. All of the women were now topless with their breasts being fondled. There was one woman, a lady in her 50's, who was on her knees sucking her husband's dick. A few of the couples had glanced over to watch Evelyn with her feet in the air, being ravished by a young man.

"Oh fuck," she moaned, looking her son in the eyes. "I had no idea you were so skilled with your cock. You're... oh god... better than your father."

Chris went even faster. "Do you really mean that... or.... oh.... "

"I meant every... fucking... word... you're so good at this... I don't feel so bad anymore for dragging you into this... you're going to make me cum, Christopher."

It seemed as though the assistant understood the word 'cum' as she switched positions. While Evelyn was trying to enjoy this incestuous act being filmed, Huan came over and fondled her tits. Evelyn was stunned when Huan bent down to suck her long nipples, pulling them into her mouth. The camera man zoomed in on Evelyn's brown nipples being orally pulled and stretched.

It was the perfect storm. Her first lesbian experience seemed to top off all of the taboos she was experiencing while on her back. She closed her eyes while enjoying the impending orgasm, until Mr. Woo told her to keep her eyes open. That it's always more erotic seeing a woman's eyes when she cums, because the eyes never lie.

Huan was a pro at sucking her nipples, and her son was a stud with that cock of his. Evelyn came while looking her son in the eyes. She made all sorts of animalistic and primal sounds, while the camera man zoomed in on her face. She was so loud that she was certain that everyone on the beach had heard it. And while she came, she watched her toes above her head curl into little balls which showed her twisted pleasure.

"Oh my god!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs during the peak of her orgasm, then when she slowed down, said, "I'll never be the same after this."

When Chris stopped thrusting, it only took a moment for Evelyn to realize that her cunt was now filled with her son's cum. She reached down with her right hand to touch her pussy, with her son's flaccid dick inside, and she felt the mess they had created together.

"Sorry," he blushed.

Evelyn gulped. "It's okay, but it would have been nice if you asked permission first."

"Chris, will you step back?" Mr. Woo asked. "We need one more shot."

She had assumed it was over and Chris also seemed confused by what would come next. Apparently, the assistant knew the next part of the plan when Chris pulled away, leaving a trail of cum dripping from his flaccid dick.

Evelyn's legs were wide open. She felt the sun shining inside and a gentle breeze brushed against her sensitive clitoris and labia. The camera man filmed a quick view of her gaping cream pie.

She watched helplessly as Huan got between her legs, looking down at the mess. Without warning, Huan dipped down and pressed her mouth to the spent and used pussy. The assistant sucked and slurped, but didn't swallow. It was clear that Huan had a mouthful of a family cum cocktail from Evelyn's vagina.

When finished, Huan emerged with wet lips and puffy cheeks. Evelyn had an idea of what to expect as the assistant moved upwards towards her.

"Are we supposed to kiss?" Evelyn asked.

Mr. Woo answered, "Yes. A nice tongue kiss."

Evelyn's eyes turned wide as saucers when Huan's lips smacked against hers. They made out and shared a slobbering tongue kiss. Not only was Evelyn tasting her own orgasmic fluids, but she was tasting it mixed with her son's thick cum as well. Their tongues swirled and the flavor was unique. It was a taste that Evelyn would always remember, not just because of the flavor, but because of what it represented. And it was all being filmed so she'd always have a document of this to watch at home.

When it was finished, Huan pulled away, and this time Evelyn was the one with wet, messy lips, along with a dumbfounded look on her face.

"And, cut!" Mr. Woo said. "That was exceptional. Evelyn, I think you will like what we've filmed. Now if you'll excuse me, I have another appointment."

The camera was turned off and the assistant stood up. Evelyn was helped to her feet by her son, who had put his swimming trunks back on. They all formed a little group circle to discuss the finished product and Evelyn had no choice but to be the only person naked.

Mr. Woo spoke candidly about the film shoot and he assured Evelyn that everything would be sent to her by email within a week. They hugged and parted ways and Evelyn hugged the rest of the filming staff too.

Still naked, Evelyn had to face her son and be brave about it. She knew their relationship would never be the same again, for better or worse. Surprisingly, her legs were wobbly and it was hard to stand. The fucking she had just gotten was unlike anything she had felt before.

They walked on the beach together in search of her bikini. Looking around, she saw several people taking glances at her. Apparently her screaming and orgasm were so loud that she became a real attraction on that beach. She did her best to ignore the stares and focus on her own feelings of pleasure. This was a mission accomplished.

"Thank you," she smiled. "You're a lifesaver. I owe you big time for helping my dream come true."

"I shouldn't be saying this, but I have never cum so hard in my life. The way you talked, all that stuff you did, your body... I'm speechless."

She laughed. "So am I. When we get back to our hotel room, we're going to need a long, long talk. And I mean a serious conversation about this."

"Ummm... mom?" Chris said, as if having an epiphany.

"Yes, sweety?"

"Did we just film a porn?"

Evelyn gasped and her jaw dropped. She was still totally naked while turning awestruck at the thought of her son's question. It was true. To everyone on that beach, she was pretty much a porn star.