All in a Night’s Work

Kenny admired his mother—his mother the stripper.

 

(m-voy, mF, fam, disc) caution

By: Punchinello for Pulp Erotica

 

Upstate New York, 1964

Kenny stood in the alcove between the doorway to the strippers’ dressing room and the beaded curtain that separated the club floor from the back rooms. He was tall for his sixteen years, and well-built, but not muscular. The strippers joked with his mother that he was a cute little heartbreaker, but none of them had ever offered to let him break their hearts. He was just Audrey’s kid.

But tonight, standing in the shadows, watching the dancers gyrate to the raunchy music, his hormone-saturated body came to life like a man’s. His young prick began to swell to full size, forcing him to adjust it in his pants to give it room to grow.

Then his mother took the stage.

Kenny had seen his mother dance before, but tonight she was giving it something extra. There was a casually-dressed businessman in the front row with a wad of money that seemed meant only for her. She was a beautiful woman and a very experienced dancer. She had gotten pregnant with Kenny when she was just seventeen, so she would turning thirty-three soon, but she still had great body—high, round tits; a firm ass; a flat belly—and sweet face with big brown eyes that made men come back again and again.

Kenny found himself seeing his mother the way the young businessman saw her: naked, hungry, and supremely sexual. He stroked his cock thru his pants and glanced around guiltily. He was hidden well in the shadowy alcove, and screened by the beaded curtain between him and the club floor. Satisfied that he couldn’t be seen, Kenny unbuttoned his pants and pushed his underwear down over his prick and his ass. Then he pulled his pants back up and buttoned them, letting his prick hang out his fly.

Kenny’s mother continued her striptease, revealing her perfect tits with their small, red nipples, humping the brass pole lustily. Kenny stroked his cock with one hand and teased his balls with the other, staring intently as his mom backed up against the pole and rubbed her snatch up and down it slowly. His breathing became shallow, and his knees got a little weak. He was getting a raging hard-on watching his mom strip!

Then his mom got down off the stage and offered her G-string to the businessman in the blue sport shirt, who slipped a bill into it. She took the bill out and stroked it against her crotch before dropping it on the stage with the others. Then she sat on the man’s lap and began to grind against his crotch. Kenny whacked his prick harder and faster. His balls swelled. His mother shook her tits in the man’s face and slowly licked her lips. Kenny was sure he would come in his hand, standing there, but suddenly he heard a noise behind him. One of the other dancers was coming out of the dressing room!

Gina was a tall, dark-haired beauty—one of the youngest dancers. Kenny turned away, into the deeper shadows, and tried to stuff his swollen cock back into his pants.

“Hi, Kenny,” she said as she brushed by. “Is your mom almost done?”

“Uh, y-yeah, yeah,” Kenny stammered, covering the bulging front of his pants and undone zipper.

Gina parted the beaded curtain Kenny had been staring thru and sauntered out into the club, hips swaying and long, willowy arms waving gracefully.

Kenny zipped up and rushed into the dressing room, past Katya and Jeannette—both of whom were applying rouge to their nipples—and into a back room, where Kenny’s mother and a couple of other girls kept their belongings. Here, he whipped out his prick and began stroking it again, bringing it back to life in seconds. This time, he had pushed his pants down over his ass and left them there, pounding roughly on his cock.

He peeked back out into the dressing room, where he could see Katya, a pretty, pale-skinned Russian girl, still reddening her small nipples. She played with her small tits, weighing them in her hands, practicing seductive looks in the mirror.

But as Kenny jacked off, he thought of his mother holding onto the brass pole, leaning back, and rubbing her pussy against it slowly. His balls swelled again, and he felt the come rising in his young body. Just then, thru the doorway, Kenny saw his mother come into the dressing room with a fistful of bills, still wearing nothing but a G-string. She said something to Katya, and as she did, gripped the back of a chair and performed a hot little ass-swaying dip that caught Kenny’s breath. He jacked harder as, to his amazement, his mom untied her G-string and stroked her naked pussy looking into the mirror. Her snatch was shaved into a tiny little strip just above her juicy pink cunt.

Kenny closed his eyes and gave his young cock the last few strokes toward orgasm. He gave a little groan as the come welled up to the point of no return. But, as he opened his eyes for one last peek at his mother’s gorgeous, naked body thru the doorway, he found she had entered the room and stood there now, staring wide-eyed, still completely naked!

Kenny gave a final groan that turned into a shriek as he saw his mother staring at him, jacking his cock and tried to cover himself. But it was too late. His cock pumped jism out involuntarily, spewing it on his hand, his pants, and the floor. His mom rushed over, growling something in a hoarse whisper Kenny couldn’t even understand.

Audrey pulled her teenage son over to a chair, where she sat down. She pulled him onto her naked lap and pushed his pants down further. Kenny’s hard cock spilled come on her naked thigh as his mother’s first blow came down on his bare ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She was strong enough and angry enough to cause him real pain, but a woman’s bare hand could never offer serious punishment to a teenage boy. Kenny struggled against his mother’s naked body anyway, as much out of humiliation as pain, his cock still dripping jism all over his mother’s leg.

He tried to pull away from her, but his hand found her big tit, and she snatched his wrist and thrust it under her leg, pinning his hand under her thigh, her pink pussy rubbing against his wrist as she continued to spank his ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

When it was over, Audrey stood over her son, tall, tanned, high-heeled, her entire naked body flushed red with anger, growling about the embarrassment and shame. “You whore,” Kenny mumbled, rubbing his red ass.

Audrey flew into a rage, slapping his face with the full force of her hand. “How dare you?! I am NOT a whore! I do NOT fuck men for money! You got that?! I am a DANCER!” Kenny said nothing.

Then his mom pointed at the come that dripped down her thigh. “Lick this off!” she demanded. “Lick it off!”

Kenny was in tears now, his bare ass red and burning, his dick going limp. He looked up at his mother and saw, just past her, Katya standing in the doorway, still topless and wide-eyed. In total humiliation, Kenny crawled forward on his hands and knees. He was so close, he could smell his mother’s pussy, musky and strong. He did as she demanded, leaning forward and licking his own come off her soft, smooth inner thigh. It was salty and slimy and already cold.

“Clean this mess up and get out!” Audrey commanded pointing at the jism that had fallen on the floor and the personal belongings that had become scattered during the spanking. She wiped off her son’s saliva and bent over to stuff her night’s money in her purse.

“I don’t want you ever coming back in here!” she said over her shoulder. She turned on her heel, brushed past Katya, and went out into the dressing room.

Katya stood in the doorway for a moment, smiling derisively. She licked the air with her long, pink tongue, fondled her tits, and mimed a mocking kiss.

Kenny left the strip club by the back door, but stood outside for a minute, contemplating his experience. It was humiliating enough to be caught jacking off by his mother and spanked bare-assed in front of one of the other strippers, but being commanded to lick his own come off his mother’s thigh was too much. The more he thought about it, the madder it made him. He knew, too, that this wasn’t the last he’d hear about it. His mother would probably give him an even more painful and humiliating punishment when she got home. Kenny’s thoughts grew desperate.

Suddenly, he thought of a way to get back at her.

The sixteen-year-old went back into the club thru the back door. Then he slipped into the dressing room and on into the back room where he had suffered such humiliation only minutes ago. He took $100 from his mother’s purse.

Avoiding the dancers’ dressing room, Kenny went thru the other back rooms to the bouncers’ locker room. He found a paper and pen on a table near the neat row of lockers where the bouncers locked up their belongings—a stark contrast to the scattered mess in the dancers’ dressing room. He wrote a note and slipped out into the club. There, he found Joe.

“Will you give this to my mom?” he asked the big bouncer. “Katya said it’s from the guy in the blue shirt.”

“Sure, kid,” Joe agreed, taking the note. And Kenny slipped back behind the beaded curtain to watch.

Joe signaled Audrey, Kenny’s mother, who slowly danced over to him, pausing to collect a dollar bill from a young man in glasses. As she neared, he offered the note with a quick explanation. Audrey danced off again, toward the bar, to read the note.

            I liked your dancing.

            Meet me in the pink room?

            Blindfolded

            $100

            —Mr. Blue Shirt

A minute later, Kenny watched his mom dance her way thru the other beaded curtain that led into the dancers’ dressing room—the curtain thru which he had watched her earlier and nearly jacked himself off. Another minute later, she came out again, this time wearing a hot pink halter top and miniskirt and holding a length of black velvet. She sauntered toward Kenny’s hiding place with a renewed spring in her step, swinging her ass seductively, and pausing to allow for a quick grope that got her another dollar bill. Kenny slipped back into the bouncers’ locker room.

Kenny heard his mom go thru the beaded curtain and into the alcove he had just been hiding in. She gave a little knock at the door to the ‘pink room’ and, hearing no answer, slipped inside and left the door open behind her. Kenny waited another minute before slipping in behind her and closing the door.

Audrey was sitting up straight on the edge of a comfortable chair with her back to the door. She was wearing the blindfold. The room was decorated all in pink—wallpaper, little tables, carpet. Only the comfortable black leather chair and the bench across from it broke the rule.

“A hundred dollars,” the sixteen-year-old said in a deep voice. He brushed the money over his mom’s bare shoulder.

“Put it on the table, honey,” she said quietly. “You lookin’ for a real good time?”

“Yeah,” Kenny answered, again in a deep voice. “REAL good.”

“I can give you the best time of your life,” she said, “but you got to wear this, okay?” She held a condom between her long-nailed fingers.

“Okay.” Kenny took the condom.

“What do you want to do first?” She was nervous.

“Dance for me a little,” Kenny said.

“Why don’t I take this off—?” she said, reaching for the blindfold.

“No,” the boy said emphatically.

“Okay....”

Audrey stood up and started dancing. She swayed sensuously around in front of the chair, where Kenny sat down. Unable to see, she didn’t go far, but she did touch him, the chair, and herself.

Kenny began to stroke himself thru his pants. “Play with your tits,” he said.

Kenny’s mom pushed her halter top up a little, cupping her breasts, squeezing them, rubbing her nipples with her thumbs. “Do you want to suck them?” his mom asked.

“Yeah,” Kenny said, stroking harder.

“Help me take off my halter,” she said. Audrey turned around and sat down on Kenny’s lap, grinding her ass into his growing cock and presenting her bare back to him. He untied the strings that met in the middle of her back and at her neck and tossed the top away. He reached around her and took his mom’s breasts in his hands, caressing and squeezing them.

“I want you to suck them. Suck my nipples,” she begged, turning around.

Soon, Audrey sat facing her young son, legs straddling him and extending out over the arms of the chair. Her big round tits jiggled in from of his face, inches away from his mouth. Kenny took one titty in his mouth and licked and sucked the nipple.

“Oh, yeah, baby,” his mom moaned. “Squeeze it. That’s it. Nibble on it. Honey, are you ready to fuck?” she asked boldly.

“Yeah,” Kenny replied, nibbling his mom’s throat. His cock was rock hard and begging to be released.

Audrey got up and raised her miniskirt. “Strip my panties off, baby.”

Kenny got on his knees and grabbed his mother’s ass with both hands, pushing his face into her hot moist crotch. He tugged down her panties down and released the musky scent of her pussy. For a moment, she stood there, topless, bottomless except for the little miniskirt that hardly covered her ass, and stroked her pussy.

“God, this is making me really hot,” she groaned. She got on her hands and knees as Kenny sat down again and immediately undid his pants. “Let’s get these off you,” she said, almost to herself. “I am hungry for a cock. And I need one right now. Is your cock nice and big for me, honey?” She took his naked prick in hand and started jacking it up and down.

“Oh yeah,” Kenny said. “Stroke it.”

“What did you do with the condom?” his mom asked.

“M-my pocket. I’ll get it.” He reached into his pocket and got the condom. Then he tore open the package. She took it from him and put it in her mouth.

Audrey slowly went down on Kenny’s cock, rolling the condom over his stiff prick until it was firmly in place. “Oh God yeah,” Kenny groaned.

“Now fuck me with it, honey,” his mom said. “Fuck my hot pussy with it.” She turned around and leaned against the wall over the bench, presenting her ass. Kenny stood up and pointed his prick toward his mother’s pussy. She reached under her crotch and felt his cock pressing against her pussy lips. “Oh, that’s good, baby,” she encouraged, guiding his dick into her very warm, moist cunt.

“Oh yeah,” they groaned together. “Go slow,” Audrey said. Kenny started slowly, pushing his cock deep into his mother from behind, playing with her tits. Soon, they were rocking back and forth, pumping in and out, groaning lustily.

“Fuck me, baby,” She moaned with each thrust. “Make me come. Make me come. Oh yeah, yeah. You’re gonna make me come.”

“I’ll fuck you, fuck, fuck, fuck you,” Kenny grunted. “You like it?”

“Yeah, harder. I want it harder. Come in me. Come on, honey. Come inside me.”

At last, Kenny felt the come swelling in his balls and immediately come spurting out. “I’m coming! I’m coming, mom!”

“Fuck me, baby! Come inside me! Oh God, I’m coming! I’m coming too!” Audrey’s body shook with orgasmic spasms, her pussy repeatedly tightening and relaxing its grip on Kenny’s cock.

Suddenly, she realized what Kenny had just said. “Oh fuck!” she cried. “Kenny! It’s you! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” She tore off her blindfold to look at him. Still, her body trembled and shuddered. Sex juice gushed from her pussy and ran down her leg.

Kenny kept up the rhythm, fucking his mom with abandon, until he couldn’t anymore, finally shoving his cock deep into her with one last thrust. “Oh fuck!” Audrey cried. “Oh, I just fucked my own son! Oh my God! Oh my God!”

Kenny threw her weakened body over the chair and tore off her miniskirt. She began crying before he even started spanking her naked ass. “Now it’s YOUR turn!” He cried. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She cried harder with each blow.

“WHORE!” he shouted. “You ARE a WHORE!” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She kicked her legs, exposing her pussy to a couple of his bare-handed blows.

"Please stop!" she begged and bawled. "Oh, fuck!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

At last, Kenny stopped to throw the condom on the floor and pull up his pants. Then he left her, naked and sobbing on the arm of the black leather chair. He took the hundred dollars and went to the bus station, where he bought a ticket for Boston. He knew some friends there he could stay with. He'd never go back to his stripping, whoring mother.