It was late on a Friday night when I heard my parents arguing. It always happened whenever they were getting ready to throw a big party. My mother played the role of party planner and handled all of the details, but between caterers, musicians, and the other help something always went haywire. My father would get upset that something wasn't perfect and they would spend the days leading up to the party yelling at each other. Normally I would steer clear of their arguments but this time sounded more heated than most so I decided to intervene to see if I could calm things down a little.
"What going on guys?"
"Don't worry about it son. Your mother is just trying to ruin our big spring party."
"Me? How does this have anything to do with me?"
"Well, you're in charge of getting the help."
"It's not my fault that Martine is leaving the country!"
"You must have known about this for months. Why don't you just get someone else to fill in."
"You don't think I've tried? The party is next weekend and on this short notice everybody is booked up. We'll just have to set up the appetizers on a buffet table."
"Buffet table? What do you think this is? We can't have our guests serve themselves. You need to get someone to serve the food and clean up after everyone. Or else the party is off, end of story!"
"So you guys need some help for the party next weekend?" I cautiously entered the fray.
"I'll think of something."
"I could use some extra money, how much does the job pay?"
"You? No son of mine will be seen serving food at my party!"
"Why not? I can wear a tux, I'll fit right in with the other help."
"No way!"
My father is very old fashioned in his ways. His family made their fortune building railroads in the west and have been a part of high society ever since. Generations of selective breeding and grooming have left his side of the family very inflexible in their ways and I've learned over the years to back down when he really gets angry. This was one of those times.
"Ok, it's up to you." I turned to my mother before leaving them "Let me know if there is anything I can do to help."
"Thanks, your very kind, but I have to figure this thing out on my own."
I slipped out of the living room to leave them to sort out their problems. I always felt bad for my mother when one of their parties came up. She would spend weeks planning everything and would stress out over every single detail. The parties were always a big success but I wondered if it was worth all the fighting. Up in my room I spent the rest of the night working on a school project while trying to drown out their arguing with my stereo. At eighteen years old I felt like I needed to get out of my parents house and experience the world on my own. After graduating high school my grades were terrible so I enrolled in a community college to get my grades up. My plan was to eventually transfer to a better school on east coast.
It was past midnight when I heard a soft knock on my door. My mother wanted to talk but didn't want to wake me up. I figured that she just wanted to vent about the party but it turned out that she had another idea.
"Sorry to bother you so late Danny"
"It's ok mom. I was just working on a school project. What's up?"
"Well, you know we have this party coming up right?"
"Yeah, I heard." I immediately felt bad for sounding so sarcastic.
"Well, Martine usually helps us out serving food and doing some light cleaning during the party. She's leaving the country for a few months and I can't find anyone else to fill in for her."
She seemed a little nervous as she continued.
"So I know you're looking to make some money. I was wondering if you wanted to help your mother out this one time."
"I'd be happy to, but you heard dad. No son of mine... blah blah blah."
"Yeah, I heard. He said no son of his will be seen serving food at my party, but what if you're not seen?"
Confused I replied "huh?"
"Well, since you were in the drama club I thought that maybe this could be more of an acting job for you."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"All it would take is a wig and some makeup and nobody would recognize you."
I couldn't believe what my mom was suggesting.
"You want me to dress up as a girl?"
"It's just one night, and you would be acting right?"
My heart was pounding at the thought of dressing up as a girl, even for just one night. I secretly had a thing for wearing women's clothes and this would be the opportunity of a lifetime for me. It started when I played Mary Sunshine in my high school's production of Chicago. I had never thought of wearing women's clothes before, but something about the costumes got me really horny. Ever since then I would sometimes sneak away with one of my mom's Victoria's Secret catalogues and marvel at all of the sexy outfits. Secretly I was a little jealous that girls got to wear such soft and silky underwear. I didn't consider myself gay and I didn't want to wear women's clothes all the time, but something about it always made me horny. I knew that I had to play my cards right with the party. If she was really serious about this I would have to hide my excitement.
"I don't know mom."
"Didn't you play a girl in that musical last year?"
"Yeah"
"So this is like the same thing. It's a one time live performance. And I promise nobody will know it's you, especially not your father."
"Do you really think it would work?"
"Well, I don't have any other options right now. You said you wanted to help and here is your chance. Any great actor would jump at the part."
She was playing me like a violin.
"Since you don't have any other options, I guess I'll do it."
"Really?"
"You know I'll do anything for you mom."
"You're amazing! Ok, I've got to start planning it all out. Why don't we talk again in the morning."
"Ok"
My mom rushed up to me and gave me a big bear hug before disappearing down the long dark hallway. That encounter left me too distracted to continue doing work so I spent the next hour struggling to fall asleep.
The next morning I found my parents in the kitchen doing their usually weekend routine. My mother didn't say anything about our conversation so I didn't bring it up either. During breakfast I kept searching my mother's face for any indications that I didn't just dream the whole thing up myself but she acted like it was just another ordinary Saturday morning. After reading his paper, my father got up and left for the country club for the day. As soon as I heard his car door slam shut my mother rushed over to me excitedly and took my arm in her hand.
"Come on, we have a lot of work to do!"
She led me through the house to her studio. Technically, my mom didn't work anymore but she occasionally did some work for her friends as a throwback to her glory days. Before she met my father she was an up and coming fashion designer with a struggling boutique. She managed to get her collection into a few runway shows and was starting to break through when she met my father. His family had so much money that she would never have to work again, and even if she wanted to he would never let her. When they built this house, years later, she convinced him to give her a studio of her own so that she could do alterations for herself and friends. The studio was a large room filled with closets and mirrors. The few times that I've been in there it was covered in sheets of fabric and partially finished dresses. There is a pedestal in one corner of the room that is about two feet off of the ground and surrounded by mirrors. My mother frantically led me to the pedestal and pushed me up the steps.
"Ok, so first we have to get working on your uniform and then we have to work on training you for the role."
Trying to act nonchalant about what was happening to me I said "Whatever you want mom."
"This won't be easy for you, but I know you can pull it off. Now, take off your clothes so I can take some measurements."
"What?" I was starting to get a little embarrassed.
"Come on, don't be shy. You can leave your underwear on but I need to get your measurements right if the uniform is ever going to fit you. Now get to it!"
Her voice had a sharp tone in it and I realized that the stress of the party must be really getting to her. Not wanting to aggravate her any more than she already was I did as I was told and stripped down to my boxers. My mother held up her seamstress tape measure and quickly took measurements for every one of my body parts. I fidgeted a little when she took my inseam which required her hand to press against my inner thigh. She pushed the leg of my boxers up and could feel the coolness of her hand brush against my balls as she took the measurement. Moments later she was done and had written everything down on her little pad. I reached down to grab my pants but was interrupted.
"Not yet young man. You have to try this on first."
She was taking Martine's uniform off of a hanger as she walked over to me. The uniform is a very traditional french maid outfit. It is a small black satin dress with frilly white lace trim. The top of the dress is form fitting with two thin black shoulder straps. The front of the dress is laced up with a thin white satin ribbon to cinch the dress at the waist. The skirt portion of the dress flares out from the hips and is trimmed with white lace around the hem. There is a white satin strap that wraps around the waist and holds up a small white satin apron. My mother indicated that she wanted me to step into the dress and then proceeded to slide it up my legs. With her guidance I put my arms through the straps while she straightened everything out. I am a fairly skinny guy, especially compared to Martine, who really filled out the tight dress. I was also a few inches taller than Martine which left the hem of the dress higher up on my legs than when she wore it. Partly because of the difference in our frames, the dress looked a little ridiculous on me. It practically fit me like a tent, my mom would certainly have her work cut out for her. I was looking myself over in the mirror when I felt her tugging on the straps in the front. She pulled them as tightly as she could and breifly knocked the wind out of me before tying it up. She could tell that I was having a hard time breathing and looked up at me.
"I know it's uncomfortable, but it's important that you get used to this. Every woman has to have some curves and this is the only way to do it. Don't worry honey, with a little practice this will feel completely natural."
I couldn't even respond until she finally released me.
"Ok, I've got what I need. You can put your clothes back on."
Even though I looked silly in Martine's uniform I couldn't help getting a little turned on by it at the same time. I was actually wearing women's clothes and the soft material against my skin sent a chill up my spine. I didn't notice that my penis had involuntarily responded to the excitement until I pushed the dress down my legs. There was a distinct bulge in my boxers; I just hoped that my mom wouldn't notice. When she walked over to me to retrieve the dress at my feet she ended up with my crotch right in front of her face because of the elevated platform. I'm still not sure if she noticed my excitement but after picking up the dress she looked right up to me with a wide-eyed smirk before turning away to get something off of the table.
"Ok, we're done here. You can get dressed now."
I quickly reached for my pants and covered up my growing erection. While I pulled my shirt over my head my mother handed me a bag.
"Now you need to begin preparing for your role. Use the razor first and shave off as much hair as you can and then use the gel in the bottle to take care of any stubble. After you're finished you should use the lotion all over to make sure that you don't get any razor burn."
Looking in the bag I saw a pink razor, ladies shaving cream, a bottle of hair remover, and a bottle of lotion.
"But I've already got my own razor; I don't need any of this." It didn't even faze me that she was telling me to shave my body.
"A man's razor won't work. Women's razors are specially contoured to shave legs. Trust me, you don't want to cut yourself. Now, I need to run out and take care of a few things. When I get back I expect you to be all shaved and ready for our first lesson. We only have a week until the party and you have alot to learn before we can pass you off as a girl."
As much as I was turned on by wearing women's clothes, I was starting to have second thoughts about this whole thing. But I knew that I couldn't let my mother down. I was stuck.
"Ok, I'll do my best."
"I know you will, bye honey!"
She turned on her heels and left the studio. I didn't know how long she was going to be gone so I decided to hurry up and get it over with. I wasn't very hairy to begin with so shaving my legs wasn't much of a problem. I took my time though, being extra cautious not to nick myself with all of the contours of my legs. I followed the instructions on the hair remover and left it on for ten minutes before rinsing it off. After the shower I did as I was told and rubbed the lotion all over my body. At first I was a little put off that it was a scented lotion, but by the time I was finished I was starting to enjoy the delicate floral scent and was amazed at how soft it made my skin feel. My skin felt smooth and soft but it was a little weird at first when I put my pants on. I didn't expect it to feel any different but I was now much more aware of the fabric of my pants rubbing against my freshly shaven skin. I spent the next hour trying to work on my project but my head was still in the clouds. When I heard a car door slam shut I anxiously looked out the window to find my mother carrying in several shopping bags. Minutes later she knocked on my door.
"Are you decent?"
"Come on in mom."
She bounded into my room with her arms full of bags and a gleam in her eye. I felt my stomach sink wondering what she had in store for me.
"Since we don't have much time you will need to start rehearsing right away. Normally you would have weeks of rehearsal, but this time is different so I need you to do everything that I tell you to ok?"
"I guess so."
"Danny!" She snapped "I'm being serious. If your father finds out that you are working at the party he will lose it. You need to pull this off."
"Ok, Ok, whatever you say mom."
"I noticed how uncomfortable you were when I tied the uniform up in the front, but you will need to get used to it." She reached into on of the bags and pulled out a large black object with straps hanging off of it.
"I got you this corset to practice with. I want you to wear this every day and each day we will make it a little tighter. By the end of the week you will have a perfect hourglass figure. Now take off your clothes and I'll help you put it on."
I stripped down to my boxers and waited."
"Sorry Danny, not this time... Take it all off."
I pushed my boxers down my smooth legs and sheepishly tried to cover my manhood.
"You don't have to be embarrassed around me. It's nothing I haven't seen before."
After a brief pause she turned around and left my room in a rush. "That won't do!"
She reappeared moments later with the pink razor and shaving cream in one hand and a towel in the other.
"I told you to shave off everything! You need to play the part starting today."
She sprayed some shaving cream into her hand and before I could react was spreading it on my balls. My mother crouched in front of me and deftly began shaving me. Her hands made short work of the job as they danced around my crotch. I felt my penis growing when she lifted up my cock in one hand so that she could shave underneath it with the other. She didn't seem bothered by the fact that my cock quickly became rock hard in her hand while she finished the job. Using the towel she cleaned off the excess shaving cream. Finally she squirted some of the lotion into her hand and slowly rubbed it all over my cock and balls. I stood frozen as her hand started at the base of my cock and slowly moved up the length of my penis until she circled the tip. Her hand was gently squeezing me while she massaged the lotion into my skin.
"Now don't forget to use the hair remover next time you shower. I expect you to shave yourself every day until the party. And the lotion is very important, it will make your skin as soft as mine. Ok?"
"Ok, mom." I replied meekly.
My mother walked over to me and slid my arms through the arm straps of the corset and then wrapped it around my torso. She turned me around and played with the straps pulling them tight.
"Tell me when it's too tight."
"Unggh..." I could only get out a little grunt.
She took the hint and barely loosened the corset before tying it off. I was struggling to breathe but she didn't seem too concerned. The corset was made of a black elastic material with stiff ribbing going up the length of my torso. The ribbing was covered in strips of bright pink satin. The shoulder straps were accented with pink lace and the cleavage of the corset was covered in pink lace ruffles topped with a pink satin bow in the middle. The bottom of the corset was trimmed with the same pink ruffles as the cleavage. Four thin black straps hung down from the corset, two in the front and two in the back. After securing the corset my mother pulled two rubber objects from one of her bags. She slipped one into each of the cups of the corset and stood back to examine the results.
"Not too shabby."
I reached up and squeezed my new fake breasts through the corset.
"Since you will be wearing stockings for the party you should start getting used to them. You will have to learn how to put them on yourself so pay attention."
My mother, Rebecca although most people call her Becky, is in her early forties but still has a spectacular body. I've never fantasized about her before but it would be impossible for a teenage boy not to notice that she is hot even though she is my mom. She is pretty tall, about 5'8", with long blonde hair with light brown highlights. Her large breasts were showing signs of her age and had developed a slight sag. She often wore dresses around the house and I suspected that she rarely wore a bra, although I didn't spend much time thinking about it either way. That day she was wearing a long thin dress that covered her almost to the floor. It was light green with a peach and brown tropical print. The top of her dress revealed the swell of her breasts and had a ruffled trim below the neck.
"You should sit down to make it easier."
I took a seat on the corner of my bed while she searched through the bags. She took out two small packages and handed one to me. It was a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings. She took hers out of the packaging and told me to pay attention. She reached behind her head and tugged on the spaghetti strap that held her dress up.
"Since it's just us girls here." She gave me a devious wink before releasing her dress. It fluttered to the ground landing in a heap at her feet and in an instant my mother was standing before me wearing nothing but a pair of small red panties. She leaned forward and stepped into one of the stockings. Her breasts fell away from her body and rocked back and forth as she pulled it up her leg smoothing it out as she went.
"See, the trick is to bunch it all up before you step into it. And be very careful, these are delicate and will rip easily." She stepped into the second one just as easily as the first and pulled it up her leg in one motion.
"That's it, now your turn."
I expected her to put her dress back on but when I saw that she wasn't moving I pulled my stockings out of the package. I tried to follow everything that she did and managed to pull both of them up my legs.
"Not bad for your first time. You have a week to practice and I expect you to be a pro at this. Now come over here and I'll help you with the rest of it."
I stood back up and noticed how the breeze from my slight motion felt against my stocking covered legs. The soft breeze felt incredible against my smooth skin and caused penis to stick straight out.
Looking down at my cock my mother said "Now, that is going to be a problem."
She fished around in her bags again and pulled out something small and walked over to me. Again, she crouched down in front of me and pulled a pair of black satin panties up my legs. When she reached my waist she took my penis in her hand and did her best to stuff it into the panties. Between the silky material of the panties against my skin and her hands on my cock it was enough to make me explode right into the panties. I thought that she would be mad, but I felt her hand slowly stroke the length of my cock while my cock filled the panties with cum.
Looking up at me she asked in a gentle tone "Does that feel better honey?"
I was so embarrassed all I could do was nod. I watched as my mother wiped up my cum with her hand and licked it off of her fingers. My mouth dropped at the sight and she stood back up.
"You look surprised, it's just cum. Don't tell me you've never tasted your cum before."
Still at a loss for words I shook my head.
"I thought teenage boys did all sorts of things like that. Here." My mother reached down and pushed her hand into my panties, wiping up more of my cum, and brought her hand to my mouth. My mouth still hung open in shock as her outstretched finger slowly brushed against my lower lip as it pushed further into my mouth. Instinctively I closed my lips around my mother's finger and licked my cum off of her. The taste is hard to describe but it was very salty with a heavy musky flavor. It didn't taste bad, but it didn't taste like anything I had ever had before.
She pulled her finger from my mouth and asked "Well?"
"ummm..."
"That wasn't so bad was it?"
"I guess not."
"It's a good thing I bought you other panties, but don't go doing that in every pair of panties you have. This is why you need to practice before the party. You need to look and feel like a natural girl if you are going to pull it off."
"I understand. I'll do anything you say mom."
"Now take off those dirty panties and put on a fresh pair."
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the panties and slid them down my legs. I picked them up off the floor and curiously looked at the crotch of panties that was still covered in my cum.
"It's ok honey, I won't tell anyone if you want to take another taste."
I can't say that I liked the taste of my cum at first, but I was intrigued. I pulled the panties to my mouth and licked the silky fabric until my tongue was covered in my sticky cum. For some reason the taste was exciting to me. I might have been partly because my gorgeous half naked mother was goading me to eat it but I slowly started to enjoy the taste as it lingered on my lips. My mother handed me another pair of panties and I pulled them up my legs. Once again, she pushed her hand into the front of my panties and grabbed my cock. This time she pushed my penis against my body and between my legs. She was somewhat forceful, but not enough to hurt.
"See, you need to tuck it between your legs otherwise you won't really look like a girl. You have a lot to practice young woman..."
My mother took my hand and pressed it against the crotch of her panties. She held it there for a few moments before gently rubbing my hand across the thin silky fabric that covered her pussy. I could feel the heat of her body through the material and thought that I heard a soft moan escape her lips at the intimate contact.
"This is how it should feel. Isn't that nice?"
"Yes, you feel very soft."
She let go of my hand but I lingered pushing it against her body a little more firmly before she broke the silence.
"It feels so soft because I shave every day. See."
She pushed the waistband of her panties down exposing her bare pussy. I had never seen a pussy before and was mesmerized by the gentle slope of her mound and the small nub of skin protruding above her slit. She must have noticed me staring and again pushed my hand against her crotch. This time I could feel the contours of her soft skin against me. I couldn't believe how soft she was. I took my time gently caressing my mother's pussy and noticed that she moved her legs apart ever so slightly to allow me better access. While rubbing her I felt my fingers getting moist and realized that she must be getting wet. I was thrilled that my hand was getting her so excited. I pushed my luck and pressed my finger against her slit and felt it slide between the moist folds of her pussy. My mother gasped as my finger brushed against the entrance to her pussy and she abruptly took a half step back. I could hear her panting heavily as I watched her chest rising and falling with each breath. I turned my attention to my hand, my finger was covered in her juices. I brought my hand up to my face and inhaled her aroma before licking my finger. My mother stood frozen with her panties stretched across her hips watching me lick her pussy juices off of my finger. Her juices tasted very different from mine. Hers was much sweeter and almost floral. I was intrigued by my taste, but I was immediately hooked on hers.
"mmmm..." I smiled at her as I moaned in satisfaction.
Seeming somewhat embarrassed she pulled up her panties and then stepped back towards me and showed me how to clip the garter straps to the tops of the stockings and then pulled out a pair of high heels.
"This is going to be the trickiest part for you. Some women take years to be comfortable in heels, so you will need to wear these at all times around the house."
I slipped my feet into the heels and they were a perfect fit. My mother held me by my arm to help me balance as I took my first tentative steps. I was surprised how difficult it was to walk in them. Women make it look so easy. I was determined to get the hang of it so I slowly walked around my room. I gained confidence with every step and eventually my mother let go of my arm.
"Very good. With practice you will be a natural I can tell."
Next, my mother pulled out a wig and spent a few minutes adjusting it and securing it to my hair with bobby pins. My new straight hair was dark brown and fell down between my shoulder blades. It felt weird having so much hair and I gave my head a few twists causing it to swoosh around me. But I didn't have much time to enjoy my new hair when my mom spoke up again.
"Now for the finishing touch. Let's go up to my room and do your makeup. It's very important that you pay attention for this part because you will need to be able to do your makeup all on your own."
My mother picked up her dress and pulled it over her head. With a quick tie of the strap her body was once again covered. She led me from my room to hers slowly as I struggled in the heels. She sat me down at her vanity and over the course of the next hour I got my first lesson in makeup. She plucked my eyebrows into a thin tapered line and showed me how to curl my eye lashes. She taught me about foundation and blush. When she was finished I was astonished that I looked like a real girl. My mother gave me a little color in my cheeks with a light blush. My blue eyes were accented by a soft layer of eye shadow that faded into my skin tone and my lips looked more pronounced with a pale pink color that gently shimmered under the lights of her vanity.
I walked over to her body length mirror and admired her work. I twisted and turned to see myself from every angle and was amazed at my transformation. The heels gave my legs a much more feminine shape. The corset was already forcing my body into more of an hourglass shape and combined with my new breasts made me look like a knockout.
"Pretty good, huh?"
"Wow mom, this is incredible. I don't even recognize myself."
"That's the point. Now all you have to do is practice walking around dressed like a girl and learn how to do you our makeup."
"We just might pull this off after all." I said with a smile as I ogled myself in the mirror.
"I don't know how I missed it, but you need to work on your voice too!"
"You're right." Thankfully, I've always been good with voices. I cleared my throat and said "How does sound?"
"Hmmm... Good, but not great. I think you should spend as much time as you can this week practicing your voice too."
"Ok, I'll get it."
"Since this is only for the next week I thought it would be silly to buy you dresses when you can just borrow mine. We are about the same size after all. Why don't you grab something from my closet we have somewhere to go."
"You want me to go out like this?"
"Of course! You need to practice and we have things to do, now hurry up and pick something out."
My mother had a massive walk-in closet that was the size of a small apartment. I was overwhelmed when I walked in the first time. I felt foolish that I never thought to borrow some of her silky lingerie before. This was the mother lode. She had two full racks filled with silk nighties and negligees. Some of them were full length gowns while others were much shorter. I reached out and brushed my hand across the wall of soft fabric. I could already feel my cock stirring in my panties as I looked through my mother's lingerie. Next to the racks of lingerie were a stack of drawers. One of them was partially open and I saw that it was filled with her panties. Nervously I pulled it open further and let my hand explore the soft pile of underwear rolling the fabric between my fingers. I heard footsteps behind me and quickly pushed the drawer closed.
"Come on, we don't have all day. You can go shopping later."
She walked over to a rack that was filled with dresses and pulled one out.
"Try this on."
She handed me a light summer dress in a floral print. It fit perfectly and the shoulder straps covered the straps of the corset. In an instant I was transformed from a lingerie-clad vixen to the girl next door.
"What a good fit! It's like we're sisters!" My mom shouted with a devilish smile.
I followed her down to the car and managed to avoid killing myself in the heels. I was very cautious with the stairs at first but slowly my balance was improving which allowed me to keep up with my mom as we walked through the house. We drove into town and got a quick lunch before going to a tanning salon. My mom made arrangements for me to get a weekly package telling the woman at the counter that she wanted me to be as dark as possible. She waited for me in the front of the store while I was led to a room in the back. I was given a little mesh hat to put my hair in and carefully undressed myself. I found a zipper hidden in the seam on the side of the corset and felt a wave of relief when I took it off. I stripped down to my panties and got into the tanning bed. After my time was up I looked myself over in the mirror and noticed a hint of color already. I took my time getting ready, trying to remember how to put everything on. I met my mother in the front room where she complimented me on my new color.
We went out for an early dinner at a cafe and I continued practicing my new voice. It was hard for me to remember to always use my feminine voice but after an hour or two it was coming more naturally. After eating, we went to a salon and got our nails done. My mother chose a deep red for herself and a soft pink tone for me. In addition to getting our nails done she asked them to pierce my ears. I was left with two small gold studs and was told not to take them out for two weeks. After all of the pampering we went back home. It was getting late and my father would be getting home soon so my mother took me up to her room. She led me back to her vanity and showed me how to remove my makeup before telling me to pick out a night gown from her closet. After ten minutes alone cataloguing her entire wardrobe of lingerie she joined me and began getting ready for bed herself. My mom tugged on the strap of her dress and let it fall to the floor. She spent a minute walking around her closet in her panties putting away her dress and jewelry. I was torn between watching my nearly naked mother gracefully float around the room with her breasts swaying at every move and focusing my attention on her endless collection of sexy underwear. I was in heaven. My mother walked over to the rack in front of me and slipped her panties off. She pulled out a shiny black chemise with a lace trim. I watched intently as she lifted it above her head arching her back and pushing her breasts out towards me. My eyes drifted down to her bald pussy tucked neatly between her legs as the silky material fell into place ending just beyond her crotch with a small slit up on side of the front exposing her leg up to her waist. She looked like a goddess and I felt honored to be under her guidance.
"You look like you're having a hard time deciding."
She flipped through the hangars on the rack and pulled out a little outfit for me. The outfit she picked for me was a two piece. The top was a short silky shirt that tied up in the back and left my midriff exposed. The bottom was a pair of high cut silky boy shorts that barely covered my ass. The outfit was black with little red and white hearts all over them. She helped me out of my clothes and into her lingerie. Watching my mother move around in her chemise and feeling the silky material against my skin made me rock hard again and the boy shorts that I wore did nothing to constrain my cock. The head of my penis proudly projected out of one the leg openings and pushed the silky material away from my body. Taking my penis in her hand she said.
"Remember you need to keep this tucked between your legs at all times. I don't care how excited you get you must always play the part."
It didn't help my situation that my mother was slowly stroking my cock as she scolded me.
"I'm starting to think that you like playing dress up. Is that right?"
I nodded weakly.
"Well, since you've been such a good girl today."
I watched in disbelief as my mother knelt down and began stroking me faster. My eyes followed her down and she looked up at me with a wicked smile before she guided the tip of my cock towards her mouth. My body reeled as her warm wet lips first made contact with the tip of my cock. She kissed it and then opened her mouth wrapping her lips around my penis as she slowly pushed her head forward into my body. The warmth of her mouth encasing my cock was too much for me to handle and I grunted as my cock twitched releasing my cum into her mouth. She kept her mouth on my cock until I finished cumming and then stood back up. I watched as she swallowed my cum and then leaned in to me pressing her lips against mine. She tasted sweet like honey but I could also taste my own musky cum on her lips. After a brief kiss she pulled back and told me to go to bed. I gathered up my clothes and headed back to my room. As I walked through the bedroom I heard her call back to me.
"Don't forget these" She stood in the doorway to her closet with her arm outstretched and the panties she had been wearing earlier dangling from her finger.
Still wearing my heels I walked back to her as quickly as I could and took the panties from her. I felt her staring at me as I left her room. Back in my bedroom I dropped my clothes on the floor and held her panties up to my face inhaling her aroma again. My head spun as I pressed the soft material to my face. I kicked off the heels and slipped into bed where I fell asleep with the crotch of my mother's panties pressed against my face.
The next day I was awoken by my mother standing over my bed. The smile on my mother's face reminded me that I still had her panties pressed against my nose. I snatched them away and tucked them under the covers, but it was too late and I felt my face redden.
"Rise and shine honey." My mother's voice was soft and chipper.
I pulled the blanket off of me and sat on the edge of my bed. I saw that my mother has already layed out an outfit for me to wear. There was a fresh pair of black panties, the same corset and stockings, and a pink polka dot dress. She told me to get dressed and then watched as I applied my makeup. She gave me tips along the way and then told me that I was on my own today because she had more errands to run for the party. She reminded me to go to the tanning salon and gave me a short grocery list. Before she left she again tightened my corset until I felt like it was almost too tight. I looked in the mirror and marveled at how my figure was even more feminine than the day before.
After she left I decided to spend the morning out in the sun by the pool. Since I was instructed to leave the corset on all day I only took off my dress and napped in a lounge chair for most of the morning. I made my tanning session and stopped by the grocery store, all the while practicing my new voice. By the end of the day I found that I could easily speak like a girl without even thinking about it. When I got home the day was almost gone but my parents were still out so I went up to their room and went through my mom's makeup in her vanity. I sampled her different perfumes until I found one that I liked and sprayed it on my neck. The feminine scent gave me goosebumps as I admired myself in the mirror. I was experimenting with different colors of lipstick when I heard her come in. She seemed to revel in the fact that I was taking my role so seriously. She told me that my father was taking her out for the night and she needed to get ready. She started to take off her clothes while asking me about my day. I watched as she stripped off her clothes and darted around the room naked. She emerged from her closet wearing a bra and matching panties and shooed me away from her vanity so that she could do her makeup and told me to pick out another nightie to wear. I was again lost in her vast collection and was once again drawn to her panty drawer. I opened a different drawer this time and carefully examined every piece of underwear she had. When I reached the bottom of the drawer my hand hit something hard and I pulled it out curiously.
I had found my mother's vibrator. It never occurred to me that she would have a sex toy, but my cock instantly sprang to attention. I licked the end of it and found that it tasted just like her juices did the day before. I heard her walk into the closet and turned around trying to hide her vibrator behind my back. She knew what I had in my hand and walked right up to me pulling it from my hand.
"So, you found my little friend. Boy's aren't the only ones who play with themselves you know. I haven't played with this in a long time." Her voice trailed off as she said that.
My mother walked over to the plush chair in the corner of her closet and sat down with her legs spread wide apart. She pushed the front of her panties to the side and I heard a sharp inhale as she pushed the tip of her vibrator against her pussy. She rubbed it up and down the length of her pussy before twisting the end of it. I watched as she plunged her toy deep into her wet pussy. I walked over to her to get a closer look and could hear the sound of the suction caused by her fucking herself. Suddenly she pulled it out and turned it off.
"There's no time for this now. I'm already running late." She handed me her vibrator and said "Put this back where you found it and pick out any nightie you want. You should take these too." She stepped out of her panties and handed them to me too. My mother grabbed a slinky red cocktail dress and pulled it over her head. She took a pair of red high heels and left for dinner without putting on another pair of panties. My heart was pounding as I held her vibrator in one hand and her dripping wet panties in my other. I took off my dress and slipped out of my panties, replacing them with her wet ones. I tucked my cock into the moist fabric and rubbed myself while I licked my mother's juices off of her vibrator. I came right away filling her panties with my cum. I was so worked up that I sat down in her chair until I calmed down. I took off her panties carefully making sure not to spill any of my cum on her floor. I watched myself in her mirror dressed in my black and pink corset as I lapped up the mixture of my cum and her juices from her panties. I was amazed at how hot I looked in my new costume and was getting turned on watching myself. After I cleaned up her panties I picked out a sheer green chemise with matching panties and carefully removed my makeup before retiring to my room. I again fell asleep with her panties pressed against my face
I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a door slamming. I heard muffled sounds coming from the hallway and realized that my parents must have come home from their date. I spent the next 20 minutes unsuccessfully trying to get back to sleep when I heard the phone ring and then my parents door open.
"I've got to get back to the restaurant, they found my wallet." My father's voice echoed through the hallway.
My mother called after him "You can't leave me like this."
"I'll be right back. We can pick up where we left off."
Moments later I heard his car driving off. Since I was unable to get back to sleep I let my curiosity get the better of me and decided to take a look in the hallway. I slowly opened my door, a crack at first, and poked my head around the door to find my parents doorway mostly open and their light on. From the distance it was hard to be sure but it looked like my mother was in bed making noises. I wondered why she didn't close her door so I crept down the hallway to see if everything was ok. To my surprise I found my mother naked in bed blindfolded with her arms and legs tied to the bed posts. I watched her naked body writhing in bed struggling against the restraints. My weight must have shifted causing the floor to creak. Suddenly my mom stopped moving and turned her head in my direction trying to listen for more noise. At this point I figured that she knew that someone was there and with the blindfold on she couldn't be sure if it was my father or not. Boldly, I walked into her room. She could hear me approaching and her head followed my every footstep until I reached the bottom of her bed. I paused for a minute to take in the sight of my mother's naked body. Her legs were splayed apart giving me a full view of her pussy. Slowly I moved towards the bed and crawled between her legs. I could hear her breathing as I inched closer to her. By the time that my face was level with her thighs I could smell the distinct aroma of her wet pussy. I slid my arms under her body grabbing her ass in my hands. On my knees I pulled her body up bringing her glistening pussy up to my face. I took my time basking in her aroma at first before I slowly stretched my tongue out making contact with the soft folds of her pussy. Her body twitched in my arms as my tongue pressed against her flesh. I delicately licked the sweat from between her legs and then I pushed my whole tongue against her dragging it gently across the length of her pussy. Her hips bucked grinding her pussy into my face. I lapped up her sweet juices causing her to moan louder with every lick. I increased my pace until I felt my jaw getting tired and decided to push my tongue inside of her tight pussy. Feeling her clit pressed against my nose I shook my head from side to side rubbing it while I forced my tongue deeper into her. Her moans were getting louder until her body tensed up and she screamed. I held her tight against my face as her body convulsed beneath me. I knew that she was cumming and eagerly lapped up her juices while she slowly regained her composure. After several minutes of gently licking her pussy I heard the front door close and knew that my father must be home. I gave her one last lick before fleeing to my room. My heart was racing as I lay in bed thinking about what my father was about to do to her.
The next morning I was again awoken by my mother standing over my bed. She was wearing a bright pink sheer babydoll that didn't even cover her silk pink panties. I could clearly see her hard nipples through the thin material and notice that she was wearing a pair of silver high heels. Needless to say, she looked spectacular. She never wore stuff like this around the house before and I was starting to suspect that she was beginning to enjoy putting on a show for me.
"Well, I hope you slept well last night." She said with a smirk. I figured that she must have known it was me who ate her pussy but she didn't say anything about it.
"I.. uhhh..."
"Why don't you shower and then get yourself dressed. Don't you have class today?"
"Class? I can't go to class like this!"
"I thought freshmen classes were in lecture halls. Nobody will notice a new student in such a big room, and besides you can't afford to get bad grades young woman."
I got a little rush every time she called me that.
"I guess you're right."
"Well, you'd better hurry so you're not late. I'll get an outfit ready for you." I watched the sheer material swoosh across her tight ass as she walked out of my bedroom.
I hurried off to the shower and gave myself a quick shave remembering to use the scented lotion all over my body after I was done. Every day I noticed that my skin was getting softer and softer from the lotion. My mother had set out a whole outfit for me to wear to school in my room. She picked out a tight black strapless top with a built in bra. Below the bra, the material was sheer and clung to my body leaving my midriff exposed. She had taken the liberty to attach a pair of fake breasts to the bra so that they wouldn't fall out. The top was paired with a floral print chiffon skirt that ended several inches above my knees, a bright red belt, and a pair of bright red high heels. After getting dressed I went down to my mom's room to do my makeup and found her waiting for me.
"What do you think?"
"I like it, but you didn't give me any panties."
"I almost forgot, why don't you wear these?" My mother, who was still wearing the same pink babydoll lifted up the hem and slipped out of her panties before signaling me to come over to her. She knelt before me as I stepped into her panties. She slid them up my legs and tucked my cock into the front panel. I had never worn a thong before and at first it was a little uncomfortable, but I quickly adapted to having something pressed between my ass cheeks. After she took her hand out of the panties and straightened my skirt I could still feel the warmth of her body from her panties pressed against my cock. She sat me down and instead of the pink lipstick applied a hot red color that matched the outfit and showed me how to style my hair up. After she finished I looked at the clock and realized that I had to run in order to make it to class on time. My mom offered me a ride so I grabbed my books and we headed to campus in a hurry. I was getting very confident walking in heels and enjoyed the attention that my new look was receiving. Other guys were openly leering at me as I walked to class. I loved every second of it.
In class I took a seat at the back of the room and tried to draw as little attention to myself as possible. I noticed that the guy next to me was spending more time looking at me than at the professor. One time I caught him looking and he flashed me a quick smile before turning away. He wrote something on a slip of paper and pushed it towards me. The note said that his name was Tom and asked what mine was. Up until this point I hadn't given any thought to coming up with a name for myself and wrote Alicia. He passed it back a minute later. It said that I was very pretty and asked if I wanted to get a coffee after class. Even though I felt pretty, I was taken by surprise to have someone else tell me that. I was flattered and felt my face get flush. I pushed back the note saying yes. Another minute passed when I felt his hand touching mine. He took my hand in his opened it up placing the piece of paper in my palm before folding my hand over it. He held my hand in his for what felt like an eternity. His hands were warm and strong against my soft skin. For some reason my heart was beating faster and I felt my penis respond to his touch. While I loved the feeling of dressing up like a woman I never entertained the thought of being with a guy. Suddenly my head was swimming with a combination of lust and confusion. I turned to Tom and looked into his eyes. I had never thought to consider if another guy was good looking or not before, but I decided that Tom was cute and smiled at him. I leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek. After a few more minutes I looked down at the note in my hand and read it. It said that her couldn't wait to have coffee with the most beautiful girl on campus. My head swooned.
Class went on for another 15 minutes and Tom took me to the only coffee shop on campus. We sat at a small table and chatted while nursing our drinks. I was falling naturally into my role and was enjoying it more and more as I progressed. I was having such a good time that I didn't want it to end. He asked if he could walk me to my car, but I told him that would have to call for a ride. Being a gentleman he offered to drive me. I noticed his eyes glued to my legs the entire drive back to my house and decided to give him a little kiss thanking him for the ride. I spent the whole ride working up the courage and when we were finally parked I looked into his eyes and leaned into him. He got my signal and pressed his lips against mine. Up until that time, the only kiss I had ever had was with my mother. Tom's lips were very different than hers. His were not as soft and didn't taste the same but I felt my heart pounding in my chest. My instincts took over and I leaned further into him putting my hand around the back of his neck pulling him into me. He reached out and touched my legs. My body melted at the touch of his skin against mine. He caressed my bare skin and slowly moved up my thigh. Suddenly I realized that I couldn't let him go much further. I had to stop him but I didn't know how. Thinking quickly I moved my hand down to his crotch and rubbed his cock through his pants. I worked on his zipped and pulled his pants open. Once his penis was out and in my hand his hand fell off my thigh. It worked! His hard cock felt hot in my hand as I slowly stroked him. I sat there staring at his cock, not fully believing what I was doing, and watched as I jerked him off. After a minute of stroking him I felt his hand on the back of my head pushing me gently forward. I didn't resist and soon found my face inches away from the tip of his throbbing penis. I could see a drop of pre-cum dripping out of the tip as I moved closer. My hand continued to stroke the base of his cock as my lips made contact. I felt the heat of his penis against my tongue as I wrapped my lips around him. His pre-cum tasted salty and very different from my cum but not necessarily in a bad way. I was intrigued by the different flavor. His hand nudged the back of my head again pushing my mouth further down the length of his cock. My tongue traced the veins that ran down the length of his hard cock as I slowly took his entire penis into my mouth. The tip of his cock pushed against the back of my throat causing me to have a slight gag reflex until I pulled my head back up his length. I stopped when my lips were wrapped around the tip of his cock again. I repeated my motion up and down slowly until I got the hang of it and began working on his cock faster. My hand moved down and massaged his hairy balls while I fucked him with my mouth. He began moaning softly and then I felt him adjusting himself in his seat. I suspected that he was getting ready to cum and pushed his cock deep into my mouth while I pulled on his balls. His cock throbbed in my mouth as it exploded against the back of my throat. I didn't know what to expect as his cock gushed it's hot sticky cum into me. I tried to swallow it as it came but it was too much for me. I felt it dripping out of my mouth and down my chin until finally I felt his cock softening in my mouth. I pulled my head up and wiped the cum from my chin licking my finger clean with a little giggle. I leaned over and kissed him again. Aware that my mouth was still filled with his cum I pushed my tongue past his lips and made love to his mouth. I felt his hand moving up my thigh again and pushed him off me. I gave him a wicked smile and asked for his number before getting out of the car and running up to my house.
I ran into my mother in the kitchen. She asked how class was and then hinted that she noticed the car out front was sitting there for an awful long time but she didn't see anyone in the passenger seat. She walked over to me and said that it was nice that I made a new friend and then the icing on the cake, she reached out and rubbed her finger along my chest. Apparently some of his cum dripped off my chin and landed there. My mother took her finger to her mouth and licked it off. With a smile she told me that she was proud of her little girl and left to do some shopping.
I had the rest of the afternoon to myself and decided to get some sun by the pool before I went to the tanning salon. Laying out in the sun I went through the events of the day in my head. I was still amazed at my rapid transformation into a woman. The taste of Tom's cum was still in my mouth. I heard a noise on the far side of the yard and say that one of the gardeners was ogling me. He had a dopey grin on his face as he openly leered at my body sprawled out on the lounge chair. I pretended to sleep so that he could get a good show and slowly moved my legs so that my skirt rose up. I hoped that he could see my red panties from where he was and hoped that he didn't notice my growing bulge. Still pretending to be unaware of his presence I moved my hand up my thigh pulling my skirt with it. I let my hand drift across my crotch and began rubbing myself. I could see through half closed eyes that he was enjoying my performance. I thought of Tom's hard cock in my mouth while I rubbed myself through my mom's silky panties. As my cock grew harder and began to stretch out the front of the panties into my hand I felt the strap of the thong pulling against my ass. For some reason I enjoyed the feeling of the fabric rubbing against my sensitive asshole and rubbed myself harder until I came in my mom's panties. After cumming I stood up and adjusted my skirt. I flashed the gardener a smile and walked back to the house as if nothing had happened. I made my appointment and noticed that my tan was rapidly growing darker. I didn't even recognize myself anymore. My mom knew exactly what she was doing.
That night I had a simple dinner at the house with my mother and then she helped me get ready for bed again. My mother picked out a floor length leopard print night gown for me to wear with matching panties. Before I left she again gave me the panties that she had worn that day. I spent the night reveling in the feeling of the soft fabric draped across my naked body and my mom's worn panties pressed against my face.
The next morning my mother woke me up as usual. She stood over me wearing a sheer black bustier and a pair of black satin panties. She instructed me to get ready and meet her in her room. My morning routine was getting quicker every day. All she had laid out for that morning was the corset, a pair of panties and a pair of thigh-high stockings. This time the panties were a g-string. I was starting to enjoy the feeling of something rubbing against my asshole all day long and looked forward to the new style. I found her in her closet sitting in her chair with her legs spread apart plunging her vibrator into her wet pussy. She acted surprised to see me so soon, but I suspected that she planned for me to see her like that. She left the vibrator inside of herself while she told me how well I was coming along and that she was very proud of me.
"Now that you've caught me, I guess it's only fair that you show me what you do when you're all alone." She said with a smile.
I stammered, not knowing what to say.
"I guess you probably want these first." She slid her panties off and tossed them at me hitting me in the face. I caught them before they hit the floor and felt the dampness in my hand. I pressed her panties to my nose and inhaled her sweet aroma. My mother moved her hand back to her vibrator and began slowly fucking herself again.
"Does this make you horny?"
I nodded
"Why don't you show me what you do when you're horny."
I reached down and began rubbing myself though the panties that I wore.
"Show me" She insisted.
I pushed the panties to the side releasing my rock hard cock. I stroked my cock while watching my mother fuck herself faster and faster.
"Use my panties"
I got the hint and wrapped her silk panties around my cock and began stroking again. The soft fabric rubbing against my cock felt incredible. I watched as my mother's breathing increased and her body heaved in the chair as she brought herself to a climax filling the room with the small of her sex. I leaned my head back as my cock exploded into her panties. A smile spread across my mother's face as my cock shot ribbons of cum into her panties and onto her floor. My pumping slowed until the last burst of cum fell to the floor.
"I thought you liked the taste." She said mischievously.
I pulled her panties up to my mouth and licked them clean. I could still taste her juices mixed with mine. She was such a tease.
"Very good, now come over here so I can tighten you up."
I walked over to her and turned around. She tightened the corset again until I could barely breathe. She turned away and picked out another light summer dress for me and told me to put my makeup on. After getting ready she told me that she was going out again for the day. I didn't have any classes that day so I had the whole morning to kill until my tanning session. I decided to lounge by the pool again but made sure to stay in my corset to work on my figure. I chose a chair in a sunny spot and took off my dress. I laid out in my corset, stockings, panties and heels, thoroughly enjoying the femininity of the outfit. After an hour I hear a noise and opened my eyes a slit to see that the same gardener from the day before was again watching me. He must have thought I was crazy to lay out dressed like that but I guess it was much less revealing than a bikini. Just like the day before I pretended not to notice that I was being watched and I seductively moved around in the lounge chair giving him a good view of my panties. After a while I began to rub my legs and thighs before working my way up to my panties. But all that time in the sun had made me thirsty so I interrupted the show to get myself a drink in the house. I stood up and looked right at the gardener before I spoke.
"It's hot out here. I'm going inside to get a drink, do you want one?" I asked as casually as I could as if I didn't catch him watching me rubbing myself.
He slowly nodded and I signaled for him to follow me inside. I took a moment to look him over and liked what I saw. He was about six feet tall, blond and his shirtless chest was drenched in sweat. I decided not to put my dress back on and walked back to the house in my corset. He followed me into the house and watched as I poured two glasses of water. I walked over to him handing him his glass. He took a sip and set it on the counter. I set mine down too and then moved closer to him putting my hands on his hot sweaty chest. My knees weakened as I drew my hands across his muscles. I couldn't believe how hard his chest was. I felt my cock straining again my panties pulling the string further into my ass exciting me even more. It didn't take me long until I was unbuckling his jeans and pushing them down to the floor. I grabbed his hard cock in my hand as I knelt down before him like my mother had done for me. I examined every contour of his sweaty cock before I brought it to my lips. The saltiness of his sweat filled my senses and overwhelmed me. It felt so raw and sexy to be sucking on the cock of the help. I felt like a princess dressed in lingerie taking advantage of a servant. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock as I lowered my mouth down onto him. His cock was much thicker than Tom's was and I struggled to get it all in without choking but I was determined to make it work. I was developing a good rhythm when I felt his hand on my shoulder. It felt like he was pulling me up away from his cock. Shocked I wondered if I did something wrong. I looked into his eyes as I stood up. He reached for my crotch but I pulled back knowing that I couldn't let him touch me.
cum slowly leaked out all over his hand. He tucked me back into my panties and withdrew his hand wiping it clean with a napkin. My mother put a pile of cash, probably much more than the meal was worth, on the table and suggested that we leave. My mom's friend gave me a lingering kiss and we left.
On the way home I asked my mom about her friend.
"That was unexpected."
"Oh, don't worry about him, he's harmless."
"How did he know?"
"Well, he is a close friend. I tell him everything."
Back at the house we followed our normal routine and I picked out a thin silky nightie with matching panties. My mom gave me her damp panties and I fell asleep with them pressed against my face.
I awoke the next day with my mother standing over me wearing a red sheer bra and a matching pair of what appeared to be crotchless panties. Instead of a panel of fabric in the front there were two that were attached above her pussy with a little red satin heart. A hint of her flesh peaked through the fabric taunting me. I followed my normal routine and showered and dressed. I wore the same corset that my mother again tightened, further enhancing my figure. She picked out a red thong, a short leopard print miniskirt, and a sheer black button down blouse that left my corset clearly visible. My mother was clearly in a hurry to get her errands finished for the day and dropped me off on campus. We agreed to meet in front of the coffee shop at 2pm after my classes were finished. The morning was a blur as I was overwhelmed by the attention my outfit drew. Every single guy that saw me openly stared as I walked across campus.
After my classes I waited at the designated spot, but realized that I still had about 15 minutes before she was supposed to arrive. I had noticed an adult bookstore down the street and decided to kill some time. The bookstore was as dark an quiet as I imagined. The racks were filled with magazines and videos covering every imaginable fetish. I slowly walked down the aisle looking at whatever caught my attention until I reached the back of the store. I saw that there was a dark hallway lined with about a dozen doors. The sign above the entryway read 'Viewing Booths' and another sign that said 'Show Room' pointed down another dark hallway that only had one door. Curious I decided to look into one of the viewing booths and found a room no bigger than a small closet with a coin operated TV on one wall and a floor to ceiling window on the adjacent wall. I wasn't interested in watching porn in a closet so I left and went down the other hallway. I walked though the door in the middle of the hallway and found a large semi-circle room. There were a few chairs and a couch against one wall and a table in the middle of the room. The table was littered with a variety of sex toys. Along the curved wall was a dozen floor to ceiling windows, which I figured represented each of the viewing booths. I walked into the show room closing the door behind me and examined the items on the table. There were a variety of dildos, vibrators, and different things with straps that I didn't recognize. Above each of the twelve windows was a small light, and I noticed that all but two of them were red. The other two were green. There was loud dance music playing in the room and I found myself dancing to the beat as I explored the room. I suspected that there were guys in the two booths with green lights on so I moved closer to those windows swaying my hips to the music. I decided to give a little show while waiting for my ride. I ran my hands across my body while dancing for the strangers behind the glass. I turned my back to them and bent over, lifting the back of my skirt up exposing the red thong tucked between my ass cheeks. When I turned around I saw that two other lights turned from red to green and I moved over to give them a better view. In the middle of the room I slowly unbuttoned my short while dancing seductively to the music. I heard the door behind me open as I dropped my shirt to the floor revealing my corset. I looked over my shoulder and saw my mother walking into the room.
"I waited ten minutes for you little lady. I should have known better."
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok. I don't want to interrupt."
As she finished her sentence I felt her hands slipping into the waistband of my skirt pushing it down to the floor. She reached around and rubbed my cock through my panties while I danced for the anonymous audience. A few more lights turned green.
"Hold on" She whispered into my ear.
I watched as my mother unzipped her dress and let it drop to the ground. She walked over to the table wearing nothing but her see-through bra and crotchless panties.
"Come over here Alicia." She said while holding something up.
"Turn around and bend over"
With my back to the glass panels she knelt behind me and pulled off my panties before she began strapping something around my waist. It was a harness for a strap-on, but there was no strap-on. My mother arranged it so that my hard cock was sticking through the opening as it I was wearing a strap-on dildo. After finishing with the harness she turned me around to face my audience and wrapped her mouth around my cock. I looked down and saw her hand between her legs while she began sucking my cock in front of twelve strange men. After a minute of licking my cock she stood up, the thick smell of her dripping pussy filled the room. She walked to the table and bent over it while spreading her legs.
"So, are you going to fuck me or what?"
I ran over to her and with my hands on her hips I positioned my cock against her smooth wet pussy. Slowly I teased her by rubbing the tip of my cock along the outside of her pussy before I decided to enter her. I couldn't believe how incredible her warm wet pussy felt against my cock as I slide easily into her waiting body. I could barely control myself knowing that twelve strange men were jerking while watching me fuck my own mother. And with me dressed like a slut in my corset, stockings and high heels. My mother moaned as my cock pushed further into her.
"FUCK ME!!!"
I did as I was told and started to pump my cock into my mother's pussy as hard as I could. Her hips pushed back against me with every thrust.
"DON'T STOP YOU FUCKING WHORE!"
I was too turned on to even hear what she was yelling as I fucked her. She began grinding her ass into me, working her hips from side to side. I couldn't take it anymore and felt my cock erupting inside of her.
"OH YES!!! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!!"
And fill her I did. I don't think I've ever cum so much as when I fucker her that day. My cock pulsated inside of my mother's tight pussy as it released streams of my cum deep inside of her. After what felt like an hour of cumming I slowly pulled my cock out of her. After a moment she walked over to the couch and sat down with her legs spread apart. I could see my cum smeared across her pussy and dripping out from between her lips. She signaled me over.
"Now come over here and finish the job like you did the other night"
This was the first time that she acknowledged that I made her cum while she was tied up in her bedroom. I moved between her legs and knelt between them. She grabbed my head and forcefully pushed my face down onto her waiting pussy. I began licking up all of my cum what covered the outside of her pussy before I pushed my tongue between her lips.
"OH YESSSS!!"
I pushed my tongue into her while I licked up the rest of my cum as it oozed out of her. Her thighs wrapped around my head and she draped her legs over my shoulders. Her body tensed up and I knew she was about to cum. I worked my tongue faster and faster until I felt her thighs tense up as she came into my mouth. Her juices mixed with mine as I drank every drop that flowed from her body. I kept licking her as her body relaxed beneath me.
"Very good" She purred.
I laid my head down on her thigh while we caught our breath. It took a while before we could get back up, but eventually we dressed and left the adult bookstore. As soon as we were outside she agains acted like nothing had happened and casually suggested that we get a bite to eat. That night at home we followed our usual routine before bed. I wore a black satin teddy with matching panties and was again given her soaking wet panties to enjoy.