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Big Melon Valley | rocket_man | 6

 

Looking at her in the lounge chair, her body oiled, and those magnificent tits as big as melons, I wanted to take her then and there. But dad was still home and wasn’t due to leave for another few hours. Mom must have read my mind because she looked at me and whispered the words “Just a few more hours, baby.” I would have to wait but I was not sure if my cock would.

I spent the next few hours in my room, on the internet, until I heard dad say goodbye, his car start up and leave. Within seconds the door to my room opened and mom looked in and said, “Let’s go out, just you and me. In a half hour, okay?” Okay? More than okay.

We left home about eight, with our intent on grabbing a meal. On the way mom teased me from the passenger side of the car, pulling down her blouse to show me her cleavage and saying things like, “Sweetie, you like these?” Her awesome tits, that is. On the way to the restaurant we passed a strip club that had a sign on the marquee saying “Amateur Night.”

Mom made a comment like “Bet you’d like to see those strippers, wouldn’t you?” and gave my crotch a squeeze.

“Mom,” I replied, “With those tits of yours you could strip circles around those women.”

Her reply surprised me. “Well,” she said, “We have time. I’ve never been to one of these clubs before. Why don’t we stop and see what’s going on?”

Wow. I needed no more encouragement. I turned the car, parked, and we were inside the club at a table. The club was like most strip clubs; dark, with a stage in the middle of the floor and several poles prominently affixed. It was a little early so the club was only half-filled. The announcer called over the loudspeaker for any women there who wanted to participate in amateur night to come forward. He must have spotted mom’s big tits because he said, “How about the lady with the major league ta-ta’s? Come on and try". To cheering from the people there mom went up to the front and was taken to a dressing room to prepare. Two other women, both much younger, came forward also.

After about ten minutes the announcer said over the loudspeaker, “Come on and put your hands together for Holly!”

Out came mom to the stage, not the least bit shy or reluctant. She had changed into a pair of black knee-high boots, a g-string and a sheer, lacy button-down chemise. What happened next got me hard as a rock, because she did things no middle-class suburban housewife would be caught dead doing. To the sound of loud rock music, she slowly unbuttoned the top, all the time dancing rhythmically, sensually around the stage. When she had the top off and discarded, she played with her giant tits as she sashayed around the stage, swishing her hair this way and that. Catcalls rang out from the crowd.

A few minutes into her dance, she untied one side of the g-string and gave the crowd a real tease. As finale she threw the g-string to the floor and danced naked, clad only in the boots

Dollar bills had accumulated on the stage and mom picked them up, flashing each of patrons. The announcer then said, “Alright, guys, who wants a lap dance with Holly?”

Everyone in the place did. The announcer then said, “Go ahead, Holly, you and your tits have your pick of any man in the place.” Mom left the stage and walked straight up to me.

She teased me with her tits and then sat on my lap, facing me. We kissed as the people in the club cheered. “Looks like someone is getting laid tonight,” the announcer said.

Mom looked at me and said, “One of the other women said they have a private room in the back. Let’s go.” I didn’t need any encouragement but I got it from the other guys in the club, none of whom knew this was my mom leading me to the private room.

She turned and said to me, "We are really doing this, aren't we?", and I just nodded. "You know, I've always wondered how your cock would feel in me”

Alone in the private room, mom moaned as I worked on her tits, while my hands were busy at her pussy. She got my slacks off, looked at my cock, and said, “Right now, I gotta’ have your cock in my hot cunt where it belongs. C'mon, Ron, fuck your mother!"

I gave her every inch of my cock, hard and fast. I worked my throbbing cock back and forth in her cunt, and she was working me just as hard. I had always dreamed about how good my mother's cunt would feel if I ever got a chance to fuck her, but nothing in my dreams could have prepared me for the tight, clenching hole between her legs, and the way her body enveloped me.

"Uh, come on, baby!" mom wailed. "Come on, Ron, fuck mama. Be a dirty motherfucker and give me all of that big beautiful cock. Aw yeah!"

Neither of us could hold back and we both came together, me filling her pussy with load after load of cum. I had never cum this much, ever. Finally, I exhaled deeply and felt my body relax as we held each other tight, still stunned by the ferocity of what we'd just shared.

I collected her clothes for her and she dressed before we went back into the club. Every eye in the place was on us as we made our way to the exit door.

Just as we were about to leave a voice spoke up. “Holly, is that you? Ron?” I turned to see a familiar face. Getting caught by someone we knew had never entered our minds.

 

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