A LOCAL ESCORT

 

A LOCAL ESCORT

I’d had a rough couple of weeks. Things had just been crazy, and I’d decided to treat myself. I’d 

been saving up money for something I really wanted; but I decided it would have to wait. You see, 

I have a bit of a Mom fetish. I can’t help it, she’s just my go to. In fact, she has been since puberty 

hit. So, over the years, my fetish has grown progressively kinkier in order to keep my fantasies 

fresh and exciting. Recently, I’d been fantasizing like crazy about just watching Mom get fucked. 

Not like, me peeking from the closet either, no. I mean full on, looking her dead in the eye, and 

stroking my cock as I get to watch her get bent over and banged. The full show. 

Luckily, we had a local escort service that catered to almost any fantasy right near my college 

frat house. (Yeah, that meant outing my fetish, but I promise you, we all used their services and 

my fetishes weren’t even close to the weirdest). So, I decided I was going to unwind from all the 

craziness I’d been going through lately, by getting to play out a fantasy. And, though I’d called 

them before, I’d never been so specific. This time, I actually asked for someone as close, looks 

wise, to my real Mom as I could get. Which wasn’t easy. Mom currently had red hair, and asking 

for a massive titted, red headed, long haired, fair skinned woman who was willing to not only do a 

Mommy roleplay, but also to have it be about me watching a friend fuck her… 

But today, all my stars seemed to be lining up. They said they had almost exactly what I was 

asking for, and, one of the few frat brothers I would actually trust to “help out” with this, was stuck 

inside, and 100% down for it. We’d become good friends over my first year at college, and 

though he thought he was teasing me when he was talking about how good he was going to 

“give it to my Mom”, I wasn’t about to tell him that it was only turning me on more. Maybe he 

knew and he was trying to be cool, maybe he didn’t and he was trying to be a jerk, or maybe it 

was his fetish too and he was just having fun. Whatever the reason, I wasn’t about to risk ruining 

it by opening my mouth. 

An hour later she was there. She came in the back door and my buddy met her and led her up to 

my room. They were going to talk about what I wanted, get warmed up, set boundaries and stuff; 

standard fare. A while later, I got a text from my buddy telling me they were ready. The text said 

that him and the call-girl, who was playing my Mom, were up in my room, and they were “ready 

to go”. Lucky me, right off the bat, before I even got started, the fun had begun for me. 

I start getting more texts. My buddy telling me how, while I was waiting downstairs, he was in my 

room with his cock in my Mother’s mouth. He starts bragging about how she was going down on 

him to get him hard and ready for her. Telling me that she was moaning while she did because 

she is such a slut for college boys. Then he said that my Mom’s tits were amazing, and that she 

let him fuck them for a few seconds to help get him going. And, fuck. I cannot tell you how often I 

have dreamed of Mom’s tits. But he just kept going, and I was all too happy to take my time and 

let the sensual tension build up in me.. 

But then, I walked in… And there SHE was. She was naked except for her heels. Her massive 

tits were on display, for the world to see, as she, per my request, stood bent over the chair I 

usually study in. One small thing though… She was my real, actual, Mom. 

She gave a little shocked intake of breath. Then she looked at me, angry, curious, confused, or 

all three; before taking a hard look around the room again. She paused at a few places, a picture 

here or there, a trophy, a poster. Things she hadn't bothered to look at, but now that she did, she 

could recognize them as distinctly “mine”. She looked back at me, her face still a mix of 

confusion, and anger. “I cannot believe you did this”, she said, her tone of voice indicating that 

she was clearly cross with me. 

My buddy commented “wow, she’s already into it.” But a second later he stood behind her with 

his cock in his hand, and, with all the arrogance of a 19-year-old, he told her, “spread your legs 

for me slut”. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she did. I felt myself flush with heat like I’d 

never felt before. This wasn’t supposed to happen! That was my Mom! My real Mom! I 

understood her being angry... But the way she just, spread her legs for him, and gripped the 

chair a little tighter was… This could NOT be happening!

My friend moved his hips, and gritted his teeth. As he did my Mom moaned, and got down a little 

lower. Mom closed her eyes for a second, and licked her lips, and I had a moment to realize that 

my friend's dick had just been pushed inside of my Mother’s pussy! After a second, she opened 

her eyes, and addressed me again. “I mean, I get you being surprised when you found out that 

Mommy did escort work but,” and then she was cut off, as she let out a high pitched grunt in 

response to my buddy pulling back and then slamming his cock back into her from behind. 

“...but,” she started again. Then she moaned again, seemingly against her will. “...But you could 

have called me, or talked to me, instead of cutting straight to,” and then she let out another cry of 

pleasure. 

I looked up at my friend, and I was barely able to breathe through the intensity of what I was 

witnessing. This was so fucking hot, but also, like, I don’t know! I had no idea how to feel, and he 

just looked back with a grin, thinking everything was fine!

He seemed to think it was hilarious to keep interrupting her by slowly sliding out, and then 

jamming his cock back into my Mom, in a hard fast thrust that always ended in a loud clap and a 

moan. Mom tried starting her sentence a few more times, but each time she was cut off when 

her body would jerk forward, and she would cry out with an erotic moan of pleasure. Finally, in between

 the thrusts, which were starting to come faster, and more steadily, she managed to 

change what she was going to say. “I can’t believe you whored your Mother out to one of your 

friends!” Another loud moan, and then. “I can’t believe you are going to stand there and watch- 

FUCK!” 

Then she said, “It’s so… so…” And not only did she not seem mad anymore; she was staring. 

My friend had my Mom bent over the chair in my room. She was moaning, and getting fucked 

from behind. Her big tits were out, right front of me, and bucking with the force of a good fucking; 

and all for my viewing pleasure. Plus, Mom was staring at my crotch, and she no longer looked 

angry, or confused. She looked… hungry. She looked lusty, and needy. And I swear to god, for 

just a second there, I thought, for sure, that she was about to say, “so… hot”. It was on the tip of 

her tongue, but she was moaning and staring at my dick now. She’d given up on chastising me, 

or whatever. 

From behind me, I heard someone from the hall laugh and say, “Looking good Misses…” and my last

 name. Then another voice said, “Oh fuck, is he at it again. I wanna see!” I turned a moment 

later to see two of my frat buddies standing in the doorway. I’d planned on closing the door, but if I 

did it now, it might look like I had something against them personally; and I didn’t need that kind of 

fucking drama in my living situation. Still… One of them grabbed the outline of his hard-on and 

commented, “Holy shit dude. Your Mom looks fucking hot! You should bring her downstairs and 

pass her around some when you're done up here! We’ll show her a good time!” The moment he 

said it, I pictured it, and i had to get my cock out of my pants before I fucking died. Mom moaned 

again, loudly, and I turned to see her; but now with my cock out in my hand. Things were getting 

even more intense. I could see that my buddy was getting close. I’d accidentally arranged for my 

Mother to get fucked by a friend, and now a growing crowd of my college buddies were gathering 

just outside my room and watching my Mom getting pounded, not just LIKE a whore, but AS a 

whore. 

My buddy’s pace was quickening, and Mom blew some hair out of her eye, before giving it a toss 

back over her shoulder. “Are you going to stroke it baby?” She asked, and a moment later I 

realized that she was talking to me. She smiled then. “Yes, you, slugger.” She cast her eyes at 

the guys behind me for a second and said, “You’ve got half your college buddies watching your 

Mom be your whore. And... “ she cast her eyes back to me. “... Your friend's big cock is pounding 

your Mother’s pussy soooo good baby”, she purred. “It’d be a shame if you wasted that beautiful 

erection, and didn’t make a big mess for Mommy”. 

That put my friend over the edge. He started fucking her for all he was worth and Mom started 

screaming that she was going to cum once he’d started really laying into her. Next thing I knew I 

was jerking off right along with them, and I didn’t dare look behind me to see what the guys in the 

hall were doing. We all started screaming and cumming around the same time, and I shot one of 

the biggest loads of my life all over the floor as my best friend pulled out of my Mother’s nice 

warm pussy, and shot his cum all over her perfect ass. I heard grunts, and some “Oh Fuck’s!” 

behind me too, but I didn’t fucking care. 

The whole thing had been a surreal, horrible, wonderful, amazing, mess. I wasn’t sure if I was 

going to be masturbating to this from the rest of my life, having nightmares about it, or both! But 

eventually, clean-up set in. The guys in the hall cleaned up their messes, and wandered away. 

Mom got cleaned up in my bathroom and put her clothes back on, and my buddy pulled his pants 

up, thanked me, and practically begged me to let him do it again. Even promising to help pay 

next time. 

When it was all over, and it was just me and Mom, I wasn’t sure how much trouble I was in. I 

mean, it would have been the understatement of a lifetime to say that I never wanted to her to 

find out that I had a Mom fetish; so this… There were no words for whatever this was, especially  

compared to that. 

Mom walked up to me wearing an angry look, and a soft, button up grey-top, with most of the 

buttons undone. She had a pair of jean shorts on, and some high-heels to round it out. I… didn’t 

know what to say. But her look went from angry to smiling brightly after a few seconds, and she 

gave me a light slap on the chest saying, “I’m just teasing you slugger. I think I think I know what 

happened now, based on your, and everyone else's reactions. So, let me guess… You’ve done 

this kind of thing before with the agency, AND… you had no idea it would be me. Am I right?” 

I nodded, letting out a wave of tension that I hadn’t realized was so crushing. The part where I got 

my real life fantasy realized, right in front of me, had been incredible. But the thought that I was 

hurting my Mom had been, fucking awful. Mom looked at me with obvious sympathy, and 

beckoned me to bend over a bit so she could give my forehead a kiss. “I’m sorry baby. This all 

must have been quite the shock for you. But, in fairness, Mommy was pretty shocked too, huh?” 

She was all smiles and mirth, and I couldn’t help but laugh and admit that, yeah, it had been a 

real bell-ringer all around. “Well,” she said. “Since this no doubt put a damper on your fun, this 

one is on the house.” I was going to protest, I mean, fuck. I hadn’t exactly lost out on what 

happened. But, before I could say anything, Mom put a business card in my hand and added. 

“And hey, slugger… Next time? Just ask for Mommy by name.”

Then she stepped in close, and cupped my balls in one hand, giving them a gentle squeeze 

through my pants that had me standing on my toes and gasping in pleasure. Mom moved her 

lips towards my ear, and her voice was a sultry whisper as she continued. 

“Now that we all know what’s going on, I’m sure I could make next time SO much better for you 

baby. Hmm? Wanna hear the play by play? Have Mommy tell you exactly what your friend is 

doing to me, and how it feels? And hey… maybe next time you could bring that big dick of yours 

a little closer, and ask your Mother to give it a kiss?”

She cooed seductively before pulling away, seeming to enjoy what she was saying, almost as 

much as I was. But before she left, another frat brother came upstairs, and, walking past my 

door, he stopped and gave a quick laugh. “Let me guess” he said, pointing at my Mom with two 

finger guns. “Misses…” and he gave my last initial. Mom shot him a sexy wink, and replied, “the 

one an only”. 

He moved on, and Mom grabbed her purse and started to go, but before she closed the door, 

she looked back at me and said, “I’m serious baby. Call me.” Then, after a lewd comment from 

down the hall that I couldn’t quite hear, she yelled back, “we’ll see boys”. 

Once that was distraction over, she looked back at me, amused by whatever she’d just heard, 

and finished with; “you know what? I think I kind of like that everyone here knows that I’m your 

dream girl! Tell you what kiddo… Since I owe you for today, if you really wanted to, we could do 

that thing your little friend suggested next time.”

She seemed like I should know what she meant, but I didn’t, and it must have shown on my face. 

Thankfully, she saw my confusion, and clarified. “How did he put it? Something like, Bring your 

Mom downstairs to the main room and pass her around some, or something like that? Anyways 

sweetie, I know you like to watch now, so if you really wanted to; we could do something like that 

for next time. Sound good?” 

I was nodding dumbly, and Mom’s smile turned sinful again as she stepped back into the room. 

“Oh my baby boy. You really did like the sound of that, didn’t you?” I nodded in honest reply, and it 

seemed to make her happy. That wicked little grin of hers, quirking up just a touch before she 

licked her lips deliciously. “Well then, that settles it. We don’t even need to involve the agency for 

this one. Here’s what I’ll do. This Saturday, I’ll bake a pie or cookies or something. I’ll put on a 

pretty dress, and come by to visit you here at school. You can introduce me to your friends, 

show me around. And then, after a day of normalizing that I’m your Mom to everyone… at some 

point, we’ll all be downstairs watching T.V. or something; and I’ll arrange it so… Well... So that 

they end up Gangbanging your Mommy. I mean, if you thought watching me 1 on 1 was hot, just 

imagine 8-10 friends using your Mother like the whore that I am”. 

Then she gave me a wink, another quick kiss, and was gone. 

But she’d left the promise of Saturday behind, and I could think of nothing else!