“I do? Really?” He stared down at his mother holding his prick in her hand. “Do you really think I have a big cock?”
She laughed.
“Trust me. You do,” she said with a sexy smile. “You have a much bigger prick than your father’s prick. You have a bigger prick than any of your father’s friends. You have a bigger prick than many of the male strippers had when my friends took me out to a CFNM strip club for my 30th birthday. Better times then, that was several years before I divorced your father.”
He imagined his mother at a CFNM strip club drunk. He wondered if she was drunk enough to lick whipped cream off the strippers’ cocks. He imagined, while she was licking whipped cream from their pricks, they put a hand to the back of her blonde, pretty head and impaled her mouth with their stiff pricks. With her the birthday girl, he wondered how far she went in having sex with any of them.
“Thank you,” he said with a laugh. “I’m a little embarrassed that you’re holding my prick while stroking my prick but I’m not embarrassed enough to stop you,” he said with a dirty laugh. “Tell me, Susan, I’m curious.”
She gave him a sexy smile while turning her head to look at him.
“Curious about what? What would you like to know?”
He looked at her to give her his own sexually excited smile.
“Being that you’re the one who brought it up but did any of the strippers try to get you to blow them, I mean, really suck them while stroking them? Did you suck any of their cocks, Susan,” he said but wanting to call her mother instead? It sexually excited him more to call her Mom or Mother than it did to call her Susan.
She laughed.
“They tried,” she said laughing again. “Suffice to say that I’ve licked whip cream from a few cocks on my thirtieth birthday, if that’s what you mean. Perhaps, I’ll do it again on my fiftieth birthday,” she said with a dirty laugh.
He looked at her wide-eyed.
“Wow,” he said while imagining his mother sucking stripper’s pricks. “I only wished they allowed men in to watch. I’ve love to watch you lick whipped cream from some strippers’ cocks.”
He suddenly saw his mother in a new sexual light.
“Being that I was drunk at the time and it was all in good fun, I took a couple of them in my mouth while stroking them too,” she said. “It was a time when the only cock I had in my mouth was your father’s prick before one of his friends impaled my mouth with his erection. After that, especially with me being drunk, sexually frustrated, and horny, I was more than willing to give a stripper a partial hand job and/or a blowjob.”
She looked at him to give him a naughty smile.
“God, I’m so embarrassed,” he said even though he wasn’t embarrassed but sexually excited.
She smirked.
“Embarrassed? Why are you embarrassed? You weren’t embarrassed playing with my pubic hair while trying to finger my pussy. You weren’t embarrassed feeling and fondling my naked breasts? I don’t think you’re embarrassed at all. If you’re anything judging by your erection, you’re sexually excited,” she said laughing while still stroking him.