Mom's a Damn Good Stripper

The crowd immediately started making some noise. Your mom was far and away hotter than any woman who was employed there. Even better, since you came from a small town, you figured some of these men had to know your mom.

Your mom started gyrating her hips to the beat of the generic techno song. She clearly didn't know how to "strip", but she was trying to have fun nonetheless. It didn't seem to matter how good she was either; the men in the audience were entranced with her. There was a flurry of dollar bills being thrown on stage. Many of the men who were hanging out in the back of the club were now making their way up front.

Once everyone had gathered your mother removed the pasties on her nipples. Her huge, beautiful tits were now fully on display. Shouts of "hot damn" and "holy shit" came out from the audience. You spotted Andrea standing near the back of the stage. She had a huge grin from ear to ear.

Your mother got in all fours and crawled to the edge of the stage. An older disgusting man reached out his hands and cupped her huge breasts. She got an uncomfortable look on her face but didn't stop him. Soon, she made her way around the entire stage and let every man grab her huge tits. After they finished, your mom stood back up. The stage was now covered in dollar bills and spilled drinks. Your mom turned around, bent over, and slowly removed her g-string. She twirled it with her finger then threw it into the crowd. Your mom was now fully nude.

The crowd got even louder. Your mom took her finger, licked it, then started moving it in and out of her pussy. This caused a man to make his way onstage; overcome with lust for your mom. The bouncer quickly came over and removed him. The bouncer then went to the DJ and whispered something. The DJ made an announcement:

"We would like to inform our guests that the only people allowed on that stage are the stripper, Roxy's employees, and the stripper's son John Doe."

Something strange happened. The roar of the crowd died down. The men mostly dispersed either back to the bar or back to their chair. The crowd went from being in love with the sight in front of them to being completely disinterested. What happened?

Even stranger, your mom didn't stop dancing. The only difference in her routine now was that she was dancing specifically for you. As you watched your mom slowly moved her hands over her large breasts, the reason hit you.

Just as when Mrs. Jackson watched you and your mom fucking earlier without any reaction, this crowd now had no reaction. When your mom walked on stage the crowd knew who she was but they didn't know you were there. This made them think she was there for their pleasure. Once the DJ announced that you were there, they realized that her dancing was for your pleasure. They all lost interest.

Still, your mom was on stage; looking and dancing her best. As you locked eyes with her she pointed at you then made a motion for you to join on stage. Your sister Andrea came out from behind the curtain with a chair. Your mom grabbed your hand and led you to the chair. You pushed down on your shoulders forcing you to sit. Then she asked the DJ to change the music.