Back to AV – The Meat Toilet Mom's Depraved Return
After getting a message from Professor Na Chae-myeong saying she'd be happy to work with me again next time, I was convinced she had completely fallen for me. I never imagined she'd corrupt herself like that without even realizing it, and while it left a bit of a weird aftertaste, it wasn't half bad.
"Aunt Jeong-a should be good for about a week... and in the meantime, I need to figure out how to make some cash..."
Money was starting to run low. It was time to think of a quick, reliable way to rake it in short-term.
"Guess there's only one surefire option..."
The most guaranteed method, but one I'd been putting off. Looked like I'd have to go with it.
"It was around here somewhere... found it."
Rummaging through my desk drawer, I pulled out a business card.
"Mom."
"Yes, sweetie~?"
Calling out to Mom while she was cleaning, she came straight to my room. Just a naked apron clinging to her body—looking at her alone was enough to make my dick twitch.
"We're doing this one again, so keep it in mind."
"Ah♥... Got it, sweetie♥"
Showing her the business card from the AV director we'd gotten after filming with Mom before, she nodded with a lewd smile, like she'd been waiting for this moment all along...
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Contacting the AV director, she sounded thrilled and wanted to meet right away. We linked up the very next day.
"Whoa~ I thought you were done for good since we hadn't heard from you, but this is perfect."
"Yeah, got tied up with stuff in between."
Mostly just fucking women left and right, but hey, it kept me busy.
"That DVD we shot last time hit number one on the monthly rankings—it's been super popular~"
"No kidding?"
"Yep. Real mother-son stuff like that doesn't come around often."
True enough, even in mother-son incest AV, actual blood relatives are basically nonexistent. Not just ethical issues, but because any mom and son in that situation are already fucked up to begin with. So the "real mom and son" title was intriguing, and the plot wasn't just straight sex—the son picks his own mom out of a lineup of mothers, then pounds them all in near-mating frenzy at the end. No wonder people ate it up.
Didn't expect a meeting like this, though...
I figured AV talk would mean somewhere discreet and quiet, but we were just chatting in a regular cafe. The content was out there for anyone to overhear, but the director across from me didn't seem to care.
Makes sense—she'd film real mother-son stuff, after all.
Lots of directors shy away from that due to ethics. One who doesn't give a shit and just shoots it anyway? Not your average filmmaker.
"So, you're appearing with your mom again this time, right?"
"Yeah."
She double-checked it wasn't just me or Mom solo. Together, it'd pack a punch; separate, it'd be run-of-the-mill. Even with Mom's beauty and killer body, married women in AV are a dime a dozen. Guys? Forget it. No real draw unless we both star.
"I've whipped up a rough scenario this time—wanna take a look?"
"A scenario?"
The director looked surprised. Makes sense—actors don't usually bring their own scripts when volunteering for AV. They just perform whatever the director wants, so showing up with one could piss them off.
"Hmm... hmm... this... is it doable?"
After skimming my short five-minute outline, she didn't look annoyed—instead, a bit flustered.
"Yeah."
I answered her question firmly.
"Hmm..."
She pondered it over. No wonder—the real mother-son angle alone was hook enough, but what I'd added cranked it up even more.
"...I love it."
"Huh?"
"It's great. I've always wanted to shoot something like this!"
"R-Really...?"
After a moment's thought, she beamed. Glasses and plain look made her seem mousy, but dolled up, she'd be a stunner. No idea why she'd direct AV, but none of my business.
"To pull off something this wild, you'd normally just grab actors and do some roleplay setup, but that kills the authenticity."
"Y-Yeah...?"
What I proposed went way beyond basic mother-son incest. Compared to last time, this was one of the most taboo, depraved acts a mom and son could do. Yet the director wasn't hesitating—she was even more excited.
"If we go with this, I can double your last payout!"
"For real?"
"Absolutely. Wanna sign the contract right here?"
She was more eager than me, itching to lock it down.
"Let's do the formal one later at the office..."
"Okay, but no backing out after~?"
"Yeah... so, when can we shoot? Money's kinda urgent."
"How about advance payment right now!"
"That work?"
"Yep! But once you take it, no canceling."
"Deal. Oh, and I got a few more ideas..."
I handed over scenarios involving other women besides Mom.
"Hmm... I'll think on these for later."
"Got it..."
Lukewarm reaction compared to before, but not negative. Made sense—my other scenarios featured regular women, not pros, so a director might hesitate. Still, potential for more cash down the line, so I passed them off.
"Great meeting you. Next time, we do the official contract."
"Thanks."
Better response than expected—I was satisfied, pocketed the advance, and headed home.
Still short, but multiple shoots should cover it.
When Professor Na Chae-myeong became my bitch, one business idea popped into my head. Needed seed money for that, so time to stack cash.
"Even without a business, more money's always better."
Motels, hotels, toys, clothes, lingerie—it all adds up. AV was the easiest path, but I'd delayed hoping for alternatives. In this AV world, though, it seemed the most efficient grind.
"Time to head back."
Before shooting, I let Mom know. She was thrilled about my scenario, naturally.
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The contract and shoot day came faster than expected. With advance already paid, no rush—but we signed next day and filmed three days later.
"Hehe, still a little tense♥"
"It's not much different from our daily life, minus the camera."
"True♥"
The setup was bare-bones: minimal crew, location picked by the director. Not skimping— just no need for frills. What mattered was what Mom and I did; everything else was tuned to keep eyes on us.
Mom and I waited in the green room. She wore a robe, grinning lewdly with excitement. I was in my usual getup.
Today's AV wasn't just "real mother-son." We'd hinted at our unusual dynamic last time, but now we'd make it crystal clear.
Director's no saint either.
Filming smut's her job, sure, but my scenario was ethically dicey enough to give anyone pause. She didn't blink—instead, she was dying to shoot it ASAP, prepping with the bare minimum.
"Time to head in."
"Okay."
After 20 minutes, a staffer called us to set.
"Sorry for the wait."
"No biggie. Starting right away?"
"Yeah, quick interview up front, then we roll."
"Cool. Mom first, then."
"Right, Harin, have a seat—we'll shoot you here."
"Ah... okay♥"
Last time had other similar MILFs, but today it was just us. Mom seemed more nervous—and way more turned on—smiling through it.
"Standby... action!"
Director handled the interview off-camera; only Mom was in frame.
"Hello."
"Hi."
Looked like a standard chat, but the questions ramped up quick.
"Could you introduce yourself?"
"Sure. I'm Lee Harin, just your average housewife."
"Average, huh? Doesn't seem like it."
"A little♥"
"Your last AV was a massive hit—tons of buzz. Fans were bummed with no follow-ups."
"I got fans?"
"Yep. You're gorgeous with an amazing body—folks said they jerked off hard."
"Kinda embarrassing♥"
Praise for an actress, maybe, but for a civilian like Mom? Debatable. Still, she smirked seductively.
"Back for more—what's the genre this time?"
"Well, this time♥..."
Maybe from the prior shoot or our home videos, Mom acted right at home.
"I'm here to show everyone how I get thoroughly trained as my son's meat toilet mom♥"