Eventually she unwraps her legs from around me but continues to hold her arms around my neck. With my arms around her waste, I do something in hind site isn’t something one does with her mother but neither is being naked with your pirates pressed against each other. I let my hands drift down her waste and place my hands on her ass. From there I lift her up and she re-wraps her legs around me again.
During all of this I can’t describe really what it is I am feeling. I am horny obviously, but it is more than that. I feel this connection with mom that goes beyond a mother and son relationship. Giving into this feeling I lean forward to kiss her; not moving away my mom kisses me back and I swear I felt the tip of her tongue enter my mouth.
Breaking away from each other mom places her feet back onto the ground, doesn’t say anything and starts just doing laps back and forth in the pool. I like an idiot just stand there watching her go back and forth with a hard-on that just isn’t going down. Seeing that ass of hers all wet above the water as she kicks her legs, i just want to bury my face in that ass.
As these thoughts of a sinful nature creep into my head I eventually turn my body away and start stepping out of the pool. Mom on the other hand just continues to swim and I go inside to jerk off because quite frankly, my cock is starting to hurt.
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“Honey, I am headed to work. See you later tonight. Also hunny I am going to show the guy at the door a picture of you. I will tell him to let you in front of the line with whoever is with you.”
“Okay mom.”
Getting dressed I decide to get the full affect of the lap dances I go no underwear, and Adidas sport pants. Not fancy, not classy, but allows for contact to whatever with only one thin layer of clothing. Grabbing my cell phone I call David and we coordinate to meet at the restaurant not far from the club for some beers and appetizers.
After I pull up the app and schedule an Uber guesstimating how long it will take to get there. Then slap on some socks sneakers and t-shirt loose enough that can easily be pulled off my body.
Upon arriving at the restaurant Dave tells me how excited he is about going to the club with me. Telling me stories of his previous visits there and describing the strippers. Sitting there thinking and wondering if one of those strippers he is talking about is mom. He has met her before but like I said she wears a mask and not a single mark on her body to distinguish her from who is behind the mask.
Finishing up we hit the restroom wash up and walk the short distance to the club. The bouncer at the door takes one look at me, waves me over and lets us right in in front of the line.
“That was weird. It was he knew us or something.”
“I don’t know Dave but why question a good thing. Let’s get some beers and show me around the place.”
Now you need to understand most of my childhood I was behind the curtains when mom couldn’t leave me home alone or didn’t have anyone to watch me. All the strippers that helped watch me are long gone; really my mom is the OG of the club. But why not, she aged well, hell whatever she is doing woman should take note because I heard people ask if I was her brother because she didn’t look a day over 26.
But anyway I digress. So I am in the area of the club that I never been to and checking out the layout. There on the right is the bar which we hit first for more beers and shots. Then out on the main floor is two stages: one to the right and one to the left. The one to the right is elevated and the one to the left is lower to the ground. Both stages had a stripper pole, and down the middle of the two stages is what I guessed correctly is the VIP/Lap-Dance area.
Dave asked me which stage to pick, the stage to the left where you sit in chairs in from of the stage, or the one to the right that is elevated and has a banister so you can place your drinks on it and lean forward. I decided on the right mostly I liked having a place to hold my drink and there were two empty seats.
We reach the chairs and I wipe mine down with a napkin just out of habit an observe the lady on stage. She looked to be about 21, blonde, nice eyes, and what is clearly a huge set of fake tits; those nipples were too perfect. And of course a bald pussy.
I enjoyed the view her spinning on the pole, bending over, and I could have sworn I even saw her asshole open a little. From there more came out each with a different style to them and look, some had big tits some small, but all had bald pussies.
Then after about the 4th girl left the stage the lights start going dim, and the music stops and at that moment I feel Dave grab and say “Oh YES! Here she comes! This one is my favorite.” I ask why?Dave continues to say “Well aside from her being on the billboard for the world to see she has this really cool trick she does. I yet to experience it but I have witnessed it. Wonder who the lucky guy will be today.”
Not a moment too soon the stripper steps out to the stage and even if Dave didn’t mention the billboard I would have easily guessed it that it had to be mom. She is the star of this place; she had to be after all these years.
Her outfit kind of made me chuckle, not that she looked silly but because she is my mom and I know her outside of this place. She was wearing a Catholic School Girl Uniform. She had the skirt, the white stockings, the black shoes, and the white shirt tied in a knot.
After watching her stroll in and start doing her thing I can clearly see her thong shoved all the way up her ass, and the straps to the side high up on hips. I still don’t know if it was the outfit or it was because mom was wearing it but I finally sported my first hard on. Don’t get me wrong the other girls were hot in their own way but mom had something more. Granted it could be because she is my mom and I am biased, but even Dave seemed to be intrigued by her. Would be funny if she took off the mask so Dave could see who she is. His chin would probably hit the floor. Mom never wore a bikini around him, in fact usually she was in jeans or yoga pants when Dave was around. It was only when we were alone that mom would be a little loose with her clothing or should I say lack of.
About 5 minutes after her grand entrance she is starting to take pieces of clothing off. Already having a pile of dollars around her mom starts with untying the knot of her shirt and giving a slight peak of her tits. Then suddenly turning around and bending over and slowly lowering her skirt down her legs.
She starts using the pole after removing pieces of clothing one after the other. Eventually she is fully naked and starts approaching each man to the left of me all of them handing her dollar bills after she did some antics in front of each of them.
Finally reaching me mom catches my eye and gives me a smile. Dave is next to me practically bouncing in his seat saying “She is about to do her trick, watch this. Man I hope it is me.”
Turning away from mom for a moment looking at Dave asking ‘What trick” and then I suddenly feel what was obviously mom grabbing my chin and face me towards her. Staring into my eyes she takes several steps back never taking her eyes off of me. Watching her giving me a smile I hear Dave say “Oh man I think she is going to do it to you. You are going to fucking love this. I hope you are strong.”
Wondering why you said hope I am strong the question is answered in a few seconds. Mom does this double somersault landing with both of her legs on my shoulders, bending them and pulling my head as an anchor for her to elevate her body and bouncing her pussy inches from my face.
Sitting there not believing what is happening I hear Dave say “Dude you are one lucky son of a bitch” and he is right. I have seen mom’s pussy before but never so close that I could just stick out my tongue and lick it, well I did just that. Well tried at least but she was too far away from me to make contact but lord knows I tried.
She does this for what I can tell 30 seconds (give or take) and then leans back with her hands, does a handstand, and then plants her feet down on the ground and stands up. Walking towards me, she leans over to my ear, and says “I hope you liked that.” If mom could see my crotch from the stage my cock would answer that question. I had a hard-on that could hammer a nail into a wall right now and it didn’t go unnoticed. “Dude, you got a boner!”
“Shut up Dave!”
“Dude its cool, you aren’t the only one especially when she comes out. Anyway toss her a few dollars, hell give her a $20 for that trick of hers.”
So I reach out for my cash roll and toss mom a $20 but as she is picking up the cash, she walks up to me and hands it back to me then says “Save this for the lap dance you will be getting later.” And walks off.
“Dude, what is with you and her. It is almost like you two know each other.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about but a lap dance sounds like fun.”
Dave replies “Well let me lead the way. After you buddy.”
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Walking into the back room you see benches and chairs and further back a room with a curtain around it. You can sort of see into the room but not clearly. One of the ladies there whom just finished giving this old guy a heart attack asks me if I want to get a lap dance. I said sure and she grabbed my hand and led me to a chair.
Going with the beat of the song she rotates her back to me and slides her body up against me whispering in my ear if I am interested we can go to the VIP room and she can show me a good time. Not giving me a chance to reply she quickly turns around an hops on my lap and gyrates up and down like she is riding my cock.
I don’t answer her I just sit there and enjoy the ride till the song ends to which she stands up and asks if I wanted another. I said no thank you, and hand her a twenty but I get a funny look. She goes “The dance is $20, but what about my tip.” Me going oh I reach out and give her a couple of bucks and head out of the room till I feel someone grab my hand. I turn around to see if it is another stripper and it is, but this time it is mom.
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