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MILF Music Video
By
Anya Merchant
Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant
All rights reserved
Kindle Edition
This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only. It contains substantial sexually explicit language and scenes that may be considered offensive by some readers.
CHAPTER 1
“Yes!”
Jason pumped his fist into the air triumphantly. He was sitting in front of his computer, elated. He had just finished his debut electronica album, something that would count as an impressive feat for anybody, and even more so for an 18 year old high school student.
He pushed his chair back from his computer and took a moment to just breathe. He and his friends had gotten into music production several years back. Jason had never taken it seriously, at least not in the beginning.
Things had changed as all of them got older, and more and more, Jason saw his friends use music as a way of leveraging themselves into the cool crowd. They became more popular, both in person and online, and some of them were even making money off their work.
After several months of slaving away behind his screen with a complicated music production program, he had finally done it. All that was left was to package his album and work towards promoting it, and Jason already had several solid ideas on how to go about that.
“Jason honey, do you want breakfast?” called a female voice from the hallway. “I’m going to start exercising, otherwise…”
It was Melissa, Jason’s step mother. Melissa had entered Jason’s life when he was a toddler, and she was the only mother that he had ever really known. She was younger than his dad, at only 34, but still seemed to fulfill her parental duties as well as any mother could.
“I’m all set,” answered Jason. “I’ll let you know if I get hungry later.”
He heard Melissa walk through the hallway and down the stairs, and turned back to his computer. The album was done, and the first step towards promoting it was one that he had always wanted to take. It was time for him to put together a music video.
Jason pulled out his phone and dialed Anna’s number. Anna was a close friend of his, someone who had not only acted in countless school plays, but had even been in a couple of the Youtube music videos of his music making buddies.
“Hello?”
Anna’s voice was musical and girlish, and he smiled when he heard her answer.
“Hey Anna,” he said. “I did it! We’re ready to go!”
“Oh, do you mean with your album?” she asked.
“Yeah, I thought we’d already talked about this,” he said. “It really won’t take long. Just give me one, maybe two days, max.”
“Sorry Jason, I can’t” she said. “I’m busy today and tomorrow. Sorry!”
He scrambled to think of a good, convincing argument, but Anna quickly said goodbye and hung up. Jason could only sit in his chair, staring at his phone and wondering just what he was going to do. No easy solution came to mind, and eventually, he decided to head downstairs to the living room.
He stumbled upon Melissa in the midst of her workout. His step mom had a fantastic body. She was a short woman, with large breasts, a thin waist, and nice sized butt. Jason watched her as he made his way down the stairs. Sweat was dripping from her forehead, and she was wearing just a tiny work out bra and tight pair of yoga pants.
As he watched his mother performing her set of jumping jacks, breasts bouncing tantalizingly, an idea popped into his head. He walked to the bottom of the stairs, smiling.
“Hey mom,” he said. “I need a big favor.”
Melissa wiped sweat away from her face and looked at him. She seemed to glisten with sex appeal, and Jason could smell her pheromones from across the room.
“What is it honey?” she asked.
“I’m trying to start filming some of my video promotion today,” he said. “You know, for my album?”
“Yeah of course, I understand,” said his mom. “I’ll be out of the house as soon as I’m done my workout and you and your friends can go wild.”
Jason smiled and shook his head.
“That’s uh, not quite what I had in mind,” he replied. “I want you to be in it, mom,”
“Me? Is this your idea of a joke?” She put her hands on her hips and gave him a very disapproving, motherly look.
“Not in the slightest, mom,” he said. “You are a sexy, beautiful woman. You are just what I need for it.”
“Come on Jason, knock it off!” she said, blushing.
He stepped across the living room towards her, hands extended as though pleading with her.
“Mom, please,” he said. “I don’t really have any other option. If you could help, I would seriously appreciate it.”
“I mean…do you really think I could pull it off?” she asked.
“Of course you could! Your body is amazing.” As if to illustrate his point, Jason reached his hand out and ran it up his mom’s side. He let his fingers come to rest on the edge of her chest, one of them just barely grazing her ample bosom. For some reason, the feel of her skin began to excite him, and he felt his cock expanding rapidly in his pants.
Melissa swatted his hand away and smiled coyly at him.
“Alright, fine,” she said. “But we do it on my terms. Don’t expect me to be jumping through the same hoops as all the scantily dressed groupies you see on MTV.”
“Of course not, mom,” said Jason. He reached his arms out and pulled her into an embrace, using it as an excuse to rub his quickly hardening cock against her as he did. Her breasts felt amazing against his chest, and he found his mind racing with thoughts about what they would look like in a loose shirt, or in a tiny bra.
Jason found himself getting weirdly excited at the idea of having his mom be the star of his video. He would get to walk her through the paces, and tell her what to do. Without realizing it, his hips began to grind against his mom in the hug, pushing his cock in further towards its achingly hard limit.
“So, will I just have to dance, or what?” asked Melissa. Her voice was just a whisper, as if she was already beginning to adopt the role of the submissive, female model.
“Don’t worry, I’ll show you what you need to do,” he said. “We’ll have fun with it, mom. Together we will.”
His hands ran down his mom’s back and groped at her butt. He couldn’t quite tell, but it almost sounded like she let out a very soft moan. Jason began to thrust a little, pushing his hard member against his mom’s stomach. Finally, she broke the embrace, and looked at him.
“I need to go take a shower. If you want my help, you need to clean the attic. I’ve been telling you about it for weeks, get that done and I’m yours.”
She had clearly switched back into mom mode. Jason just smiled at her, making no attempt to hide the raging erection that was poking out against the fabric of his pants.
“You got it mom,” he said.
CHAPTER 2
Jason set off to the top of the house to clean the upstairs loft. The family had mainly used it as just a storage area over the years. Jason’s dad worked in an antique shop and was a bit of a hoarder, bringing many of the items he either couldn’t or wouldn’t sell up there.
He grabbed the cord hanging from the ceiling of the upstairs hallway and pulled the unfoldable ladder down. A small waft of air, stale and filled with dust, came with it. He coughed once, and then began climbing up, flashlight in hand.
The loft wasn’t actually that dirty. Most of the books and antiques stored in it had been set off neatly to the side. There were a couple of cluttered items scattered across the floor, and a decent layer of dust, but nothing that seemed like it would present too much of a challenge, and for that, Jason was grateful.
He made a quick trip downstairs to grab the broom and dust pan. As he went by the shower, he could hear the water running, and got a little excited for a moment. His mom was in the bathroom, naked, cleaning up so she could be his model. It was sexy, in a strange way, and he had to fight off a couple of thoughts that were on the verge of drifting into dangerous territory.
Jason made his way back up to the loft and got to work. The first thing he did was move all of the new items his dad had brought up down into the hallway. There was an old grandfather clock that took a good bit of strength to lift, but he managed to get by with just moving it over to a section where he had already swept.
Some of the items he found in the attic looked almost like they had arrived through a time warp. Jason was a little impressed by them. He had never taken much interest in his father’s work before, but it was easy for him to see why many of the antiques had been things his dad had wanted to keep.
There were a couple of things in the attic that were, clearly, a little less sophisticated. A cardboard box that Jason went to lift up tore slightly at the corner, and he couldn’t help but smile when he saw what was inside. It was a collection of vintage porno magazines, obviously put up here by his dad to keep them out of his step mom’s prying eyes.
Jason pulled one out and flipped it open. He was surprised by just how attractive some of the women in it were. They all seem older, and more real than many of the models of the current generation. He felt his cock growing hard as he turned through the pages, noticing pubic hair, and natural breasts, and many other main stays of the common 20th century woman.
A noise from the corner of the attic caught his attention. He put the magazine down, and slipped over to where it came from. Jason quickly made a new discovery about the floor in the attic- not only was it thin, but parts of it actually had holes and cracks in it. And this crack, in particular, gave him a clear view of his parent’s room.
From the angle he was at, he could see the full length mirror to the side of the room. As if on cue, his mother walked in, fresh out of the shower and dressed only in a towel. Jason felt his loins beginning to stir as he watched her stand in front of the mirror.
Then, something happened that almost made his jaw dropped. Melissa reached up to her towel and unhooked it, letting it drop to the floor and fully exposing her naked body. Jason was viewing her from behind, so for a moment, all he could see was her naked back and butt.
That changed quickly, however, as his mother turned towards her dresser. Jason got a nice side view of her naked breasts, which seemed to have perfect pink nipples and hung surprisingly firmly for ones of such size.
His cock was begging for release, and he found himself guiltily reaching down and into his pants to give it some attention. His mom rummaged through the dresser before pulling out a bra and some panties. Jason massaged his cock eagerly, disgusted at himself for being more turned and horny than he had ever been before in his life.
Much to his disappointment, Melissa slowly quickly began to get dressed. She put on her underwear, and then took out a short mini skirt and wiggled into it. Jason found that he couldn’t stop stroking his cock, even though she was putting clothes on. He was too turned on, and though he felt incredibly guilty for seeing her as a sexual object, he couldn’t stop himself.
Melissa found a tight, low cut shirt to match her skirt and pulled it on over her head. She turned in front of the mirror, smoothing out wrinkles and twisting in different way in order to get a better view of herself. Jason’s mind began to run wild with ideas about what he could have her do during the shoot.
He felt a strange conflict burning inside of him. If Anna had agreed to do the shoot, he would have pushed her as far as could get her to go sexually. It was for the sake of his music, or at least that was what he told himself. Why should it be any different for his mother? She agreed to do it, didn’t she?
He realized that he still needed to clean up the attic in order to fulfill his part of the deal, and set about cleaning, his cock throbbing in his pants, incredibly turned on and excited by what was to come.
CHAPTER 3
After he finished cleaning up the attic, Jason came downstairs and turned the living room, as best he could, into a makeshift studio. He had several nice lights he could use along with a halfway decent camera borrowed from a friend.
“Wow, this looks good,” said Melissa. He turned toward her, and his jaw almost dropped when he saw her outfit. She had on the same tiny, tight skirt that he had seen before, but had gone with a different, even more revealing shirt. Her tits were pushed together, looking almost like they were about to burst out and exposing the full extent of her cleavage.
“Thanks mom,” he said. “Right back at you.”
Melissa smiled and began to blush.
“Oh, well, I just figured I might as well look the part,” she said, with a certain degree of nervousness in her voice.
Jason walked over to her and set his hand on her shoulder.
“Don’t worry mom, you’re only in a couple of scenes,” he said. “It won’t take long. And you will be a huge help to my project.”
“It’s fine honey, I’m glad to help,” she said. “In fact, I’m getting a little excited thinking about it.”
You’re not the only one, thought Jason. He walked over to the camera and set it up on the mount. It was facing the couch, and he had decorated the back wall with posters of bands.
He had also covered up the window, dimmed the lighting slightly, and put out some drink glasses on the table. The scene had the feel of a dingy night club, which was exactly what he was going for.
“Okay mom, so to start, I’ll be on the couch,” he said. “All you have to do for the first scene is walk into the shot and run your finger across my chest, like you’re teasing me kind of,”
“Uh, okay,” said Melissa with a laugh. “Like this?”
Jason was sitting on the couch, and his mom stepped towards him and did exactly what he had asked. She also acted it out with the expression on her face, and he felt his cock begin to spring to attention as she walked by seductively.
“That’s perfect!” he said. “Let me turn on the camera and let’s do that one more time.”
Jason jumped up and stepped behind the tripod, tapping on some of the camera’s buttons an making sure it was centered on the screen. He stepped back over to the couch and sat down, and his mother began to walk towards him again.
This time, the way she played the role was even more seductive. She leaned deep in towards him, and he almost caught a glimpse of one of her nipples through the opening of her shirt. Melissa took her hand and slid it across her son’s chest, and then down, down his leg, and right across his quickly hardening cock.
“Was that okay?” asked his mom. Jason was almost in a state of hyper aroused shock. He looked at her and nodded, at a loss for words.
“Uh, I think we should move onto the next shot,” he said. “This one is like, well, it’s kind of like you’re sitting down on my legs, and uh…”
“You mean like a lap dance?” asked Melissa. He could tell that she was starting to enjoy it. “Are you saying you want me to give you a lap dance, honey?”
“I mean, just for the video,” he said, blushing. “If you don’t mind, that is, mom…”
Melissa looked at him and almost seemed to fight back a flirtatious smile.
“Just roll the camera, and I’ll see what I can do,” she said.
> Jason’s cock was rock hard by this point. He quickly hit record on the camera and sat back on the couch, his legs spread, open and accommodating.
Melissa walked over to her son, slowly and seductively. She turned towards the camera and leaned forward, pushing her butt right up into Jason’s face before slowly sitting down on his crotch.
Jason had originally planned on playing the part up, but he was almost too surprised by her eagerness to do anything, at first. His mom’s began to rub her ass against his hard cock, almost like a cat in heat, and he felt himself becoming hornier than he had ever been in his life.
After a moment, Melissa forcefully grabbed her son’s hands and pulled them up, placing them directly on her tits. He began to grope them, feeling their soft firmness and almost losing himself to the eroticism of the situation.
His hips were pushing up against her, his cock yearning for release. Melissa was breathing slightly heavy, and seemed to be grinding herself down on her son with equal amounts of enthusiasm. This was as close as Jason could ever remember getting to sex with his clothes still on, and it was with his own mother.
Finally, Melissa regained her senses and pushed herself up and away from her son, in just a nick of time. Jason had been on the verge of cumming. The truth was, he wanted to cum, and he wanted his mom to be the one to make him. It was perverted, and a part of him screamed out at the unethical and immoral nature of what he was doing, but he wanted it. He wanted it, bad.
“Was that good, sweetie?” asked Melissa, smiling at her son almost like the club groupie whose role she was supposed to be playing.
“That was great, mom,” he replied. “That was great.”
CHAPTER 4
“There is one more shot that I need to get for today, mom,” said Jason.
He took a deep breath and looked at his mother, feeling his nerves beginning to act up as he thought about what he was about to say.
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