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"Joey's hooker mom has done his friends -will she do him?"

Title sort of says it all......or does it?

Joey is 18 but gets treated by his mom as though he is 14. She works as a hooker and over the last year has been with most of his school friends (on a business level! lol)

Joey is going mad with jealousy - he knows that she would consider incest an absolute no-no.

But can he persuade her......?

Please reply if you could be a mom who will need a lot of coaxing....
 
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It had been one of the worse days for Joey at school today. Sometimes classes went by without any of his friends making sly or lewd comments - it was almost old hat that his mom, Sandra, was "on the game".

But today Doug and Tim had started a canteen discussion about Sandra's bush and how deeply they had got their tongues into her love box. And several others had joined in - almost gleefully watching Joey's blushes.

The blushes were assumed by most to be just shame. What his friends did not know however was that it was tainted by the most seething envy imaginable. All that he had wanted for the last four or so years was to slide in and out of his beautiful mother - by all accounts she was sensational between the sheets.

As far as Sandra knew, Joey was out at the movies with some buddies tonight - he decided to book an appointment over the 'phone, hoping that when he arrived home holding the two hundred pounds in his hand, his mother would allow him his desires.

She answered the phone

In a fake voice, he inquired "Is that Sandra? Erm are you free tonight? My name is Mike."
 
Sandra"H

"Hello, can I help you? Yes this is Sandra." Smiling as I know that this is one of those specail calls.

"Hello Mike." Listening carefully as I try to pick up on every detail of the caller before getting closer. "Well darling depends on what you mean by free."
" Do I have any plans? why, no not this evening."

His voice quivered some but that happens when they first call me.
"Look luv, it goes as such. You bring me a white rose and meet me at the Silver Corner. I like to drink white wine and sit in the far left corner where it's darker. Bring your health care because I want everything to be safe, no matter what happens."
"By the way, who slipped you my name and number?" I asked quickly as the thought occured to me that it might be that one new fellow that I heard about at the market.

"I'll be wearing a red dress, luv and that is about the most you'll see me in. Seven o'clock at the Silver Corner. See you then, luv."

I glanced up at the clock and then rushed myself because I wanted to look my best for this "date".
 
"Sounds fine" answered Mike

"But can I tell you a bit about my fantasy first, Sandra? - I hope you dont find it too perverted but I wonder if you would roleplay pretending to be my mother?"

He could hear Sandra go a bit quiet - surely it couldnt be the first time she had been asked to act out that particular kink.

"My mom makes me so horny, I really need to feel a woman's body and imagine that it is her..."
 
Sandra Lewis

"Oh!" I snapped to attention when he mentioned fantasties. I had a few boys that liked to pretend and such but when he mentioned being his Mum, my mind went wild. "Well there is not preverted about pretending.... I mean all young men think about Mum being special... " I stammered a little as I wasn't sure on what all his fantasty included.

"You know.. if that is what you truly are seeking, Mike... maybe we should just meet near my flat.... it would give a homey feel to your desire." I gave a little lick to my lips which made some of my tricks jump thur there pants. That husky sigh I do when I look forward to getting into bed with one of my tricks.

"Tell me what your Mum looks like and I'll dress the part for you, Mike.." I whispered over the phone, still trying to figure out who he is. "But one thing, I don't go into groupie sex the first time... and no creatures..." I let out a heated sigh then rubbed my hand over the v of my shorts.
 
Joey

"She's wonderful - simply wonderful. Short blonde hair which is always wonderfully kept - I reckon she's probably got a lovely blonde bush as well, please tell me you're not shaven..."

"No hun, I'm not shaven" answered Sandra, causing Joey's loins to throb.

"And doing it at your place sounds a great idea" he continued - "I have to admit I am really nervous about this, but I am told you are a lovely and understanding woman. You're quite sure you won't mind me calling you mom while we are having sex? I have rung working girls before but as soon as I mention that they always hang up the phone"
 
he's nervous... ha..I feel like I've been caught by the bobbies. I think as I push my hair back from my eyes.

I chuckled when he mentioned the other working girls. Just like them to be so picky and then they wonder why I have such a good lot that call me. "I don't see any problem... since you aren't related to me or anything like that.." I grinned again.."Who knows I might be old enough to be your Mum anyways.." I gave a nervous laugh as that bounced on the ego.

I was a young parent and I never was too glum about it. After all I made all my own choices and now was another one. "Do you know where Quaker Street is?"
 
"I can find it in the A to Z map book" responded Joey, ensuring he did all he could to keep up the pretence.

What was worrying him was that his plan would probably get no further than his mother seeing him at the door and fainting or screaming or both.

"I have kinda got an idea," he faltered "which has always turned me on, especially when I think of my own mom which is that I just slip into bed with her in darkness - erm how would that be ? Can you leave the front door ajar at a specified time and I could just come upstairs?"

Sandra normally liked to check her punters out before getting down to business so this was a tough one to answer.
 
Sandra

"I don't normally take chances like that. What with crime in some of town." I paused. This was going badly since he was having a toughie from the other girls. I was hoping that it would be a good turn to ease him in my black book.
 
"I guess what I'm saying" ventured Joey trying a slightly different tack "is that I am shy about how I look - I dont want to risk you going off me when you see me.....erm erm erm...."

He hoped that she would interrupt his series of erms with a suggestion that would enable him to get into her bed without her realising who her customer actually was.

Her concerns though were entirely natural and he suspected that he was going to have to face up to her seeing him cash-in-hand and just beg and beg and beg....
 
Sandra

"Luv, I've seen alot of gents..... I doubt you'd be that out of place... what is it that you don't want me to know about... an old scar from the wars? Trust me.. there isn't much that sends me to a titter." I tried to reason but his pause was not making things better.

Finally I looked at the clock and sighed inside, who knew what type of bloke he was... or even more maybe his shyness was because of his size.... of the meat behind the drawers. :D

"Okay Mike... I'll let you have your little dreamer but on one condition." I paused slightly. "You have to tell me why your worried about putting me off on. Then we'll hook up at tenish.. "
 
"They call me the class geek at school - I guess that's why I havent got a girlfriend and I feel a bit self conscious about it. Not that any of them mean as much to me as my mom does. God its gonna be so good in bed with you pretending to be her! Feeling you up and doing things as if it was her. What my fantasy is that she's half asleep and thinks I am just having an ordinary cuddle...."

If he had a pound for every time he had run through that scenario at night in his mind.

"Sorry, Sandra, I guess I am rambling a bit - but like I think I said you come highly recommended..... I want the two hour session. Two hundred pounds is what I am told you charge? How are we gonna organise this thing then?"
 
"oh posh, a bunch of rubbish... you just haven't found the right girl... it's a fact that those who call others geek are insecure. I tell my own son that pretty often..." Then bit my tongue as I try not to mention that on a firster.

He didn't seem to notice when he talked on. "Well, yes.. I charge two hundred pounds... for that long of a time." Smirking as he called it a session. A lot of the college boys called our time sessions because it was a block of time, like a lab class.

"well, I live in the last house on the left on Quaker Street off Lime. It's a simple two bedroom flat... there are light curtains in the windows.... My room is back behind the front room, there is a little hall with a funny light on the ceiling.. it hardly shines much rather dim.. but there are three doors. The first on left is the restroom, the one after it is my room.. you don't want to bother the one on the right." I looked at the clock once more and then let out a husky sigh. "The door will be ajar and I will be listening for you, Luv. Until tenish eh?"
 
Hearing his mother making plans for a sexual rendezvous was driving Joey absolutely nuts with delight. And that sexual rendezvous was going to be with him - at long long last.

What was even better - or so it seemed - was that he wasn't even going to have to do the doorstep begging with Sandra - she was going to be upstairs and waiting for him in the darkness. At the very least he was going to be able to grab at her snatch, to run his finger along her slit, and providing he kept his head under the bedclothes for long enough, to suckle upon her boobs.

She would go mental the moment she found out the identity of her night's "lover" but by then she might decide to finish what had been started.

"That all sounds marvellous, Sandra - and when I get there, dont think I am being discourteous if I dont talk much at first - remember you're just a half-asleep mommy, who hasn't got a clue at first about what her son is really after.... I don't suppose your own real son has ever tried anything on with you like that has he?"

Joey was going to be interested in her answer to this one - he suspected she was utterly oblivious to his lust, but it was going to be interesting to hear it from HER lips down the 'phone line.
 
Sandra

"Well, luv with what your planning there wouldn't be much time for talking now will there?" I asked with a small sigh.

When he mentioned my son I had to sigh. "Like most his age when don't they think of doing such... but Joey is a good lad. He might be thinking it but knows better then to be suggesting anything like that. After all that sort of thing can lead to a trip to the local jail if someone ever knew.... But he does have such nice ass cheeks..." I drifted off into silence as I turned down his picture there by the phone. Gads what was I thinking! "Sorry, luv what did you say... I lost my thoughts."
 
"I wasnt meaning to pry" Joey assured her "It was just that I wondered whether what with all of the sex that must go on under your roof whether your son has ever wanted a piece of action - especially as I am going to be pretending to be him."

Quite apart from anything else this conversation was turning Joey on no end. It was cruel maybe to be playing this sort of mind game with her - but seeing as he was going to be getting between her legs by deceit, he couldn't really pretend to himself that he was being a nice lad! He may as well push the boat out and get as many sexual thrills - both physical and psychological - as he could whilst the going was good.

"Now that you've mentioned what his name is, Sandra, will you call me Joey while we are cuddling?"
 
Sandra

"Well.. I don't know about that far into the playing.... I mean.. I love my son and saying his name ... that feels a little ackward. I mean I've had him catch me in with a "guest" but he doesn't disturb me ..... I really don't think I could call you by his name... Honestly Mike.. all this talk is making me think that maybe.... " I paused and fell silent as a tear dropped. I really wasn't sure how my son felt about my doings. I felt bad and shameful about doing soemone and calling them by my son's name.

"Maybe tonight isn't such a good idea after all..." I muttered as the icky feeling came over me again. I'd been tempted a time or too but calling a stranger my Joey.. I was getting butterflies in my belly.
 
Joey felt his heart thud

"No please mom, erm, Sandra - don't call it off now - you've got me so aroused already it would break my heart if we didnt go through with it - forget the name thing if it's that important - just say the word 'son' a few times and that will be enough of a taboo."

He remembered the time that she was referring to when he had caught her with a customer and that the only emotion he had felt at the time was NOT embarassment, NOT contempt - but just total envy.

He knew he needed to be home as "himself" fairly soon and realised the irony that his mom would ask him to go around to stay with some friends whilst she "entertained" 'Mike' -

"Ten it is, Sandra - and we can make up the rules once I am between the sheets with you.




.......

Nine o clock that evening and Joey had been home a few hours. Sure enough as he sat in his room on the PC, his lovely mother came in to ask him a favour! ;)
 
Sandra

"Joey? Ummmm baby.. would you mind staying over at some friends tonight? I'm entertaining tonight.... you know." I felt somewhat embarassed at asking him. In some ways I felt the same way about asking my father to go on a date when I was Joey's age.

I crossed my fingers as he turned and looked at me. "Please baby.. this is a new ..... friend... it's kinda special tonight. I've got a twenty if you need it to spend on a movie or something." I held the note in my hand and prayed that he would take it and go so that I could get really ready. I had drank two brandies already and was still shaking.
 
She'd be getting the note back within an hour but Joey took it all the same!

He stood up feigning a bit of a sigh - "and you dont want me back until after midnight eh? I know the score"

He gave her ass a light playful slap (which he had done many a time before).

"I don't suppose it's any point me saying anything like 'If You Can't be Good Be Careful'"

....and the two of them smiled at each other.

He then did something he had not done before which was to momentarily cup each of her boobs from below and as he looked her in the eyes he remarked - "It's a good job for your clients you don't charge by the ounce" - and then quickly let go (within sixty minutes he hoped he would be doing more to them than that)
 
Sandra

"well maybe later.. it might be an overnighter...." I blushed as he wasn't letting me off easy and then his smack had me heated again. I was ashamed of myself into taking this kind of trick.

"yeah careful...." Lowering my eyes not wanting to reveal too much as it was.

I looked at him when he touched my teets. I quivered and felt my nerve speed to my knees. "Joey!" I was in shock that he would be so intimate with me and yet it fired my thoughts to my other son that would be arriving soon.

I found myself trembling from head to toe and quickly sat down. I needed another brandy or I'd chicken out for certain. "Before you leave, fix my a double brandy... I really need it."
 
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