Officer Stripper-gram: Short Post

Officer Stripper-gram: Short Post
 “Hey, young man… That’s, OFFICER Mom. Now, care to try again?”
Her tone was stern, and serious, but her grin was teasing and playful. After a moment,
Her Son managed to catch his breath enough to rephrase what he’d said a moment before.
“Please, Officer Mom; can I cum in your mouth this time?”
At that, she smiled up at him. She had her Son naked and handcuffed out behind his frat house. 
She wasn’t a real cop of course; she was a stripper. But whenever she got called out the 
campus, she always made sure to make a special stop to see her Son. 
Normally, she would have said no. After all, she’d stopped to see him before work this time, 
instead of after. But, frankly, she was about to owe it to him. So, she kneeled down in front of 
him, still wearing her cute little meter maid outfit, and slid his hard young cock down her throat as 
easily as if she were drinking water. There, his cock bulged and swelled up, as she heard him 
stammer that he was cumming a moment before grabbing her hair and, for the first time, fucking 
her face. She was shocked! But… she also liked it. So she moaned for him, lewdly, to let him 
know it. 
Of course, when she was done, she was going to have to break it to him that this little visit was 
more than just business. You see, it wasn’t just anyone who’d hired her this time around, but the 
head of her own Son’s fraternity. And, based on what he’d paid for, in advance; she was about to 
walk, with her Son, into his fraternity for the first time. 
Her first visit was going to entail putting on a strip show for, what she imagined, was a friend of 
her Son’s, who was about to get engaged. Then, when the first show was done, the real show 
would begin. 
Before the night was through, her Son was going to end up watching practically every guy he 
knew, gang-banging his Mommy!
Poor kid. It was one thing to learn that your Mom stripped and engaged in sex work for a living. 
The occasional handjob, she felt, had gone quite a long way towards soothing that pain.
But it was going to be quite another thing to watch her, screaming and moaning in pleasure, 
while a dozen or so of his close friends forced their giant cocks into his Mother’s tight little holes. 
… She only hoped he didn’t have any pictures of her up in his room. Or, lord help him, not only 
would his entire fraternity be spending the night group-fucking his Mom… but they’d know it. 
 




Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Conditions

Image
 Conditions My Mom was 10 different kinds of gorgeous. She had long legs, a great ass, long dark hair, a killer smile, and a pair of tits that made people walk into walls when they couldn’t look away. So naturally, by the time my buddies and I were all 18, every last one of them was obsessed with her.  I mean, she was the literal MILF next door. And honestly? I was right there with them. Oh, I tried to deny it at first. I was mad at myself. Then ashamed. I got Mom Son porn, and then got pissed at myself and deleted it all. But by the time I was 18, I’d just learned to accept it. Hell, it turned out that a parent fantasy was literally the single most common fantasy. So I really had nothing to be ashamed of.  That said, it was weird, at first, when I couldn't’ stop getting boners around my Mom. I tried to hide them. But, if I was being honest with myself, there was no way that Mom hadn’t noticed.  Now, I say, “at first,” because a couple weeks after my 18th birthday m...
Read more

Mom's One Way Mirror

Image
  Mom's One Way Mirror My Mom was an escort. A pretty word for a prostitute that cost a ton of money. When I found out, I wasn’t even mad. In fact, the only that really upset me about it was that woman that I’d fantasizing about since I’d first discovered fantasizing was totally available! To everyone but me… Mom was suddenly this ultra sexual, and actually achievable thing. Except that, wait, no. Because I was still her Son. Her long, often wildly colored hair, that was so soft to the touch. Her massive breasts, that her shirts and dresses were always happy to put on display. Her gorgeous, curvy ass, and the legs that ran up to them. Hell, she even had pretty feet. That wasn’t even a thing for me, but dammit she definitely had them! One day Mom said she was headed to work, and I took a risk, steeled my nerves, and asked if I could see where she worked. Mom was clearly surprised by my request, but her smile was borderline erotic as she gave a, “are you serious” k...
Read more

The Privacy Fence (PT1)

Image
  The Privacy Fence (PT1)           When I first met my Husband, I knew he was perfect for me. On top of being a loving, caring, and all around great guy; he also understood that he was marrying a woman who was pretty close to sexually insatiable. Early in our relationship we started swinging, and swinging led to roleplaying, and then getting into rope play, and eventually a host of other fetishes as well. By the time we were a few years into our marriage, we already had very high reputations among multiple kink communities.  That didn’t change when I got pregnant and we had our first children. If anything, it just added popularity and kinks to the list. It started with everyone referring to me as Mommy and talking about how I would be a MILF soon, and it escalated when I admitted to my Husband how much I liked being called Mommy by play partners, and he almost came in his pants.  A few kids and a whole bunch of filthy role...
Read more