Getting into the Family Business - Sex Stories

Getting into the Family Business

... conversation was still a lot to take in. "So, after a lot of discussion, we started an Only fans page, and it's really taken off."

There it was. I knew it was coming but now it was all out in the open. He continued, "I've been filming and mom has been in charge of what she does and what requests to take on." Mom blushed and looked lovingly at my father, then at me. What did they expect me to do with all of this info?

I was aware of a heat that passed over me, causing me to sweat despite the A/C. "Wha...why are you telling me about it," suddenly fearing that question would somehow hurt mom, I clumsily added, "Not that I don't think its great for you to have your own thing, mom. But, why not keep this a secret. What do you need my help with?"

"We just wanted to let you know because you might...hear or see things as your mom's business grows. In our next video I'll even be joining her to...um...help." The sudden awkwardness from my dad threw me off.

Mom patted his arm. "We know it is a lot to take in, but we didn't want to hide it from you. If you ever have any questions, just come to us. We will be fully transparent with you."

"I don't really know what to say," I told them. Which happened to be the truth. What was I supposed to say? 'No! I won't allow it?' They were my parents in their own home and could do what they wanted.

"Why don't you sleep on it, and tomorrow, if you want to talk about it we will," my dad offered. "But for now, I think we all need to go ...

... to bed." I don't think my dad meant to let me see the wink he gave my mother.

I went to bed and strained my ears to hear the sounds of them fucking, but soon the wine and confusion took hold and I fell asleep.

Things kind of blurred from there. The pressures for life to 'get back to normal' were intense and the fact my parents were now pornstars receded under the wash of summer outings with friends, parties, summer reading, and day to day business.

Dad still went to work. Mom still ran errands and posted videos on her regular social media feeds about fitness. But evidences of her new life crept in. Dad and mom would sometimes spend an hour in the guest room studio filming content and the sounds of mom pleasuring herself or them fucking could be heard clearly through the house. On more than one occasion, I had seen sex toys littered about, and even once saw a dildo suctioned to the wall of the shower.

All these things had their effect on me. I was constantly horny and dropped any pretense that I wouldn't include my mom in my jerk off fantasies. After what I had seen, my mental images of her were crystal clear.

One evening, mom called me into her room for some help. She was in the bathroom, so I sat on the edge of the bed to wait for her.

"I'll just be a minute. I need your honest opinion about something I want to wear for my next video."

'Video?' I thought to myself. She must mean her Tiktok account. It had been so long since we discussed her Onlyfans, I ...