Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

You Are Mine Mummy: 6

I said wait, "You mean you were a stripper? Whoa!" I saw mom laugh, "No, I wasn't a stripper. I worked at a strip club as a cocktail waitress although I did have to wear short skirts, tight tops, and heels. Your dad would bring his clients in and spend lots of money. He would always ask for me to be his waitress."

I asked, "Well how did you guys hook up?"

I saw mom looking pensive with her thoughts. I said, "It's okay mom. Please go on."

She sighed and continued, "Well your dad was always asking me out and I was always declining him as I thought he was too old. But your dad was good at reading people, that's why he was so successful. He was able to determine that I have a submissive personality by nature."

I interrupted, "Wait, what do you mean submissive personality?"

I saw mom take another deep breath before proceeding, "I enjoy being told what to do. I am attracted to someone who likes to take charge. Your dad somehow figured that out and he took control."

I could see she was really nervous so I said, "Mom, I love you with all my heart. Thank you for sharing that part of your life with me. Are you okay?"

She nodded yes and asked, "Are you?" I smiled and said, "Never better. Let's dance."

I led mom out to the floor where a fast song was playing. We started dancing but soon I grabbed her moving hips and spun her so that her back was to me. Mom looked back at me over her shoulder as I pulled her firm little butt onto my cock. She didn't hesitate to continue our dance, grinding her ass on my cock.

butt pressed against it. Mom leaned her whole body back onto me and rolled her head back. I couldn't resist kissing her

hips so I did what felt natural. I cupped her breasts. God, her tits felt so fucking good! I felt mom tremble as her hands covered mine, but she didn't try to pull them away. I groped her tits and continued kissing her neck until the song ended. I felt

high up her leg as another song started. Her eyes still glazed, I cupped her ass and pulled her crotch onto my leg. We humped each other to the beat

took her hand and led us back to our table. This time I kept walking past our table and back into the corner where I pushed her up against the wall and smothered her mouth with mine. This time there was no resistance. No hesitancy. No veil appearance of propriety. She moaned into my mouth as

baby we can't be doing this. It's wrong. Please stop." I pulled back and said, "I'm sorry mom. I can't

if we went home? I know you seem to be okay with things tonight but honey I'm not. A mother should not be feeling the things I'm feeling right now. It's wrong.

I pushed things too fast. I'm such a stupid horned dog! I said, "Sure mom. I understand. I'm sorry if I did anything wrong. It's just

seat. She was awake but it was like she was lost in

I had to take command because that's what mom likes but I need to

were inside. Once inside I walked mom to

mom a good night kiss. It wasn't the passionate make out kisses

said than done as I couldn't come up with any good ideas. I woke up the next day with a raging hardon. Rather than take care of it myself

and sat down at the table. Being that it was Sunday I thought I would see if mom wanted to spend some time at the beach. Eventually

and saw she had on a pair of cutoff sweatpants with a loose tee shirt. I said, "Good morning mom. Did

I must have had too much to drink. I'm sorry if I did anything to

her and pulled her onto my lap. She let out a playful squeal as my hands held her on my lap. I said, "Stop with this nonsense. I had a wonderful night and I know you enjoyed

nuzzled up against her ear and said, "I'm taking you to the beach today. Go get ready. We're leaving