Mixed up strip show for my mom

I am twenty years old and for the past year or so I have been living on my own. When I graduated high school my parents gave me the option of either working with my dad in his office or leaving the nest and making my own way. I chose to leave. I still keep in touch with my folks, more my mom than my dad. She calls every so often, but sometimes I feel like she hasn’t accepted the fact that I am an adult living on my own, I think she still sees me as a five year old kid going to a sleep over.

For over a year I have been working as a male stripper for a party company. It is all right work, good pay, great tips, and not to mention all the tail I could ever ask for. Most nights I work at the club, but about every week there is some party I get called out to and those women are crazy. At the club a girl will get pretty wild, but when I do a private show at someone’s house or a hotel room they get especially crazy. I don’t know what it is but they will start taking their clothes off too and soon I am getting head from this drunk bride-to-be while her bride maids are cheering her on.

The only bad thing about my job is that I am still too embarrassed to tell my parents what I do. I tell them I am a DJ at a dance club down town. This is great cause I know my parents will never go to any dance club worth going to.

One Saturday night I get the call from my boss that there is a birthday party at a hotel for me to go and dance at. He tells me they asked for the Zorro. This order is pretty self-explanatory; I dress up like Zorro and dance. This includes a black mask, cape, and plastic sword. It is not unusual for me to get this order because I kind of look Antonio Bandares, tall, tanned, and kind of buffed out with jet black hair. I put on my disguise and went to the address given.

I got to the room and started my dance like normal. I danced around, giving all the girls a good view of my pecks and abs. Then I asked for the crowd of women to present to me the birthday girl so she could get her “special birthday present.” The group of women pointed to a woman who for the most part was so embarrassed she was covering her face. Then the other woman started to call her out, “Come on Liz you have to do it. Liz we got this for you.” Then one woman stepped up and sat in the chair I put in the center of the room. It was my aunt Rachel, she turned to the birthday girl and sneered, “Elizabeth if you are not going to let this fine young stud entertain you then he might as well show me a good time.”

That is when it hit me; I was the stripper at my own mother’s birthday party. I had forgotten that tonight was my mother’s birthday and all these middle-aged women cheering me on are her friends. I didn’t know what to do. My aunt was sitting in the middle expecting me to give her a lap dance. I decided to do it, I hoped that this party wouldn’t turn into an orgy and I wanted to see how long it would take them to realize it was me. Maybe then we could all have a big laugh at the mix up.

So with the half dozen women cheering her on I gave my aunt a lap dance. It wasn’t that bad. I shook my ass in front of face and did a little dry humping, which she seemed to enjoy. But I knew it was my mother’s birthday and I had to show her a good time. So when that dance was over I went to my mom who was still barely able to look at me. And in a deep sexy voice that I hoped no one would recognize, “Come on sexy, this is your birthday, don’t you want to open your present.” At that point I was dancing right in front of her face.

She half apologized, “I can’t I’m a married woman it just wouldn’t be right, and I am old enough to be your mother, this is just not right.” She started to get up to leave but I grabbed her waist and was starting to dance with her. In the same disguise voice, “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but at least give me a chance, you might like it. And besides, do I look like your son.” That was all it took for her to throw caution to the wind and join in on the fun. She started dancing with me, grinding her hips into mine, letting me put my hands on her ass to push our pelvises even tighter together. She turned around so that her ass was grinding and moving into my hard dick. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and thighs, all while her friends and sister leered and cheered her on.

I was surprised at how much I was enjoying dirty dancing with my mother. As far as older women go, my mom is pretty good looking. This was her 40th birthday and she looked just the same as she did on her 30th birthday. Her tits were not the biggest nor were they anything to ignore. It wasn’t until her ass was grinding into me that I noticed how nice and soft her ass was. It was big, but I see that as just more cushion for the pushin’. She had beautiful dark green eyes and long flowing brown hair.

I should also mention the alcohol at this party was very strong and plentiful. My mother and her friends would take shots that I put in between thighs, and lick it off my toned body. Needless to say my mother was quite tipsy after a while and the shy embarrassed married woman disappeared and all that was left was a crazy wild teenager.