Immediately when I got there, the place was huge. I got in with a fake ID and started looking around. It was a Multi-floor “adult center” with different sections for different adult pleasures. One section had a normal Bar and club area where people drank alcohol and danced. Another was a stage where strippers would pole dance and show themselves. There was an area cut off for talking to the strippers and getting lap dances. Even though it looked quite enjoyable, I didn’t want to indulge, I just wanted to find where my mother was. After looking for about 10 minutes I walked towards the back of the club and finally saw her, my mother. She was standing on a stage, pole dancing, in front of a good 20 people, all just staring at her body. She was wearing a black bra and panties set with stockings going up her leg. My mother was never really the dancer, but during her pole dancing she looked like a natural. I never would have thought that my own mother would be going up and down a pole sexually for money.
“So She is a stripper” I thought. “Ok I have my answers now i can leave”. But for some reason I didn’t. It was like I was too infatuated in seeing my mother sexually. I’ve never seen her this way before, and I never thought that I would be this curious if I did. She danced for about a good 10 to 15 minutes. She did splits, bent over, twirled on the pole, and grinded her ass and vagina multiple times. Halfway through her performance I started getting extremely turned on by this and grew a visible hard on through my pants. She did a finishing split and finished her performance. I swear I almost came in my pants. I felt so conflicted. On one hand there was a super hot lady stripping in front of a crowd, but on another that lady was my mother.
As soon as she finished I left that area as I didn’t want to risk her finding me. I took five more minutes to take in the other sights before I left back home. “Wow, its not everyday where you see your mother strip sexually” I thought. As the week went on my mother came back as usual and I hid my findings of her being a stripper. I guess I came to terms with it and said whatever before going about my business. At the end of the day, she was making ends meet, and even though it was in a weird way, she still did it for her family. That deserves some respect. But things still didn’t make sense. If she’s only a stripper, why is she gone for multiple days? And how is she getting so much money, because I knew for a fact that strippers don’t make as much money as my mother was bringing in every week. This kept me up at night, but not as much as seeing her up on stage almost naked.
Chapter 5 – Indulging –
After some time passed, I found myself going down this weird spiral of sexual pleasure. I always used to masturbate occasionally but now after seeing what I saw at the adult club I was masturbating 1 to 2 times a day. I would watch porn or read a sexual story but most of the time I would get off thinking about my mothers body, fantasizing about her gorgeous body. Every time she left on one of her multi-day trips, I got so turned on. The thought of knowing what my mother was doing at the adult club turned me on, so much so that I would have to stop and masturbate if I thought too much of her. But of course I focused on what really mattered, which was figuring out everything she was doing on her little breaks.
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