Getting into the Family Business - Sex Stories

Getting into the Family Business

... as to what she was showing off? She couldn't be. She was obviously reading the comments because she had replied to some girls asking specifics about her outfit. One video even showed off her sports bra's support. I mean come on! She was lifting her chest and dropping her heavy breasts to demonstrate the strength of the bra. The comments were wild with innuendo or outright sexually explicit comments. She had to know what she was doing to these guys.

And what she was doing to me.

Laying down on my bed and watching this hot girl contort herself and dance had me hard. I absentmindedly gently stroked my hard on through my sweatpants as I looked over my mom's TikTok profile. I was aware of my rising guilt, but I convinced myself that I was just looking to understand what she was up to. It was innocent.

Suddenly my door burst open and I looked up to see my mom walking in the doorway.

"Alex, can you... Oh!" my mom exclaimed. She was looking at my hand which had obviously been stroking the bulge in my pants.

"Mom! What the hell!," I yelled back, doing my best to cover up and swipe out of her profile.

"I'm sorry!" she yelled as she backed out of my room. She closed the door and from the other side said, "When you are finished can you come downstairs?" After a brief pause. "And maybe wash your hands?"

Holy fuck, I could die of embarrassment. Thank god she didn't see what was on my phone. I rushed downstairs, lest my mom think I actually took time to rub one out ...

... before seeing what she wanted.

"Umm..what's up mom?" I asked, feeling a little sheepish.

She gave me the briefest look, then just carried on. She held up her phone. "Look at this!" she said excitedly. She had her profile up. I feigned surprise at her follows and numbers. "People like me!"

"Wow. Well, of course they do mom. You're great," I assured her as I feigned flipping through her videos and comments for the first time.

She beamed with pride. "Maybe you're old mom is on her way to becoming an influencer."

"Ha. Maybe mom. Would you want that? I mean, it's a lot of attention. And the comments..." I let my voice trail off, trying to gauge how she felt about all the lewd remarks.

"That's the best part! So many people love my outfit choices and my yoga tips!" She seemed genuine in her focus on the more innocent part of her page.

"Mom...those aren't the only comments." I didn't know how else to broach it.

"You mean all the guys? Oh honey, that's just boys being boys." She grabbed her tits and gave them a slight wiggle, "They see a pair of tits, and they don't know what to do with themselves. I'm sure you know," she said, having a good laugh about it.

"Mom! Come on!"

"I'm kidding, honey. Kind of. Anyway, I'm having fun."

"Well, then I guess I'm happy for you. Enjoy your moment in the sun."

That was the start. Within a few months, my mom's follower count grew and grew. I watched as she gained a consistent following and developed a niche as an ...