They were glorious, pale and creamy, jiggling and swaying as I continued to dance. The deep pink areola swung like hard candy, my nips stiff in the chill air of the club. I tugged one hesitantly and it lengthened immediately, protruding like a bullet.
Oh god, Daddy would love this and I closed my eyes, pretending that we were back in his study, just the two of us, me dancing under his heated gaze. I don’t know what made me start, but suddenly my eyes flipped open and my dreams of Drake went crashing into the ground, bringing me with a thud back to reality.
Because the two pit bosses, Robert and Lester, had their dicks out and were stroking the shafts, lovingly tracing each bulging vein with male fingers as they stared at me, my nubile, sinuous form. Oh god, oh god. Where was my mom? I wanted to get out of here.
But I gasped because my eyes had adjusted to the gloom and I caught a glimpse of some movement under the table. I watched, shocked, as my mom, now completely nude, got on her knees in front of Lester and took his monster into her mouth. He threw his head back, groaning so loudly that I could hear it even above the pounding music as my mom massaged that staff with her mouth like a champion, her head bucking furiously as she laved it up and down, popping it in and out of her mouth like a delicious lollipop.
I kept dancing as a shield, trying not to stare at the scene before me, but the most incredible things just kept happening. The dude she was sucking off reached down and grabbed her by the waist, slowly rotating her until her thighs were propped over his shoulders and they were in a vertical sixty-nine. Her mouth never left his dick, indeed she was sucking him off still, upside down in his lap, making moaning noises deep in her throat, her eyes closed as she savored the man meat.
And the dude made good of the opportunity. He paused for a moment, his gaze focused on the steaming cunt before him.
“Rob, get in here and help me for a sec,” he commanded his friend.
The little weasel stopped beating his dick for a moment and stood up, positioning himself behind Les so that he had a perfect view of my mom’s vagina. Like a trooper, she hadn’t stopped sucking this entire time, the slurping noises loud and resonant.
“Pull her apart will ya?” asked Lester, and Rob obliged. With two hands, he reached over his friend’s head and tugged my mom’s cunny lips apart, revealing that deep pink interior, moist and glistening with vaginal juices.
“Man, she’s just as beautiful as the day we met her,” Robert reminisced. “What was she then, eighteen, nineteen?”
Now I completely stopped dancing, taken aback by the stunning revelations before me. Not only had my mom known these guys at a tender young age, but she’d evidently been showing her cunny for over twenty years! I knew I shouldn’t have been blindsided, but I was. It’s always a shocker to realize that the woman who gave birth to you is a tramp, even if the evidence is unmistakable. She’d probably been sucking and fucking at the Donkey as soon as she hit adolescence.
Shaking my head, I started to sway my hips again, trying to let the music take over, desperate to get back to my dream of Drake, but it barely seemed to matter given that neither of the guys was watching anymore. Instead, as Robert held Lorena’s pussy lips open, Lester tasted Lorena’s cunt, causing her to squeal around his dick, her body shivering, her pussy twitching visibly. The man was gross, but he knew how to lick a vagina. His tongue went flat first, covering as much area as possible, tracing every nook and cranny of my mom’s darkly pink snatch. He then contracted it into a sharp spear and tongue-fucked her hole, moving his head in and out, jabbing it again and again into her sensitive spot before licking and sucking her clit, loving that tender bundle of nerves.
Just when I thought I couldn’t be surprised anymore, my mom came, a low moan emanating from down below, her breasts squashed against Les’s torso, an earthquake overtaking her body so that her pussy literally shook itself free of the man’s mouth. And I watched, astounded, as a fountain of female ejaculate spurted over both men, hitting Lester and Robert in the face as her she orgasmed, like a lawn sprinkler gone out of control, jetting creamy white drops everywhere.
“Awww, fuck,” groaned Les, throwing his head back, neck muscles strained, a look of ecstasy in his face. Judging from the choking sounds emanating from his groin area, he’d just creamed into Lorena’s mouth, filling her with his cum, spurting that jism down her throat.