I am a 36 year old female parent of 3, and I am a hooker. fountainhead, not a hustler per se but a call female child. Not even a high end call girl but I serve a very specialize market. My hubby has no idea, but he wonders why I visit the gynecologist so often. I would quit, but if I did people would start telling stories, besides its fun. I get ahead of myself, let me go back to when I was an innocent soccer mom, enjoying life.

I was 34 and had just had a hysterectomy after my third girl had birthing complicatedness. She was a hack anyway, I already had a 14 year old son and a 12 year old daughter. I had a great lifetime even if I was not feeling sexy after the infant. The baby was almost two months old when my son, Dylan, brought his acquaintance Zach over. Zach was a nice kid, 14 about 5'8 and athletic. His sea aristocratic eyes and loose blond hair I thought for sure he was a girl magnet.

When he was there he kept staring at my thorax, it took me awhile to realize why. My normally 36C mammilla were swollen since I was breast eating and the stiff t-shirt I was wearing were showing it. Other than my tits I was fairly everyday, 5'6 with lousy blond haircloth and aristocratic eyes and the wide hip of a female parent. While he was staring my son asked if Zach could quell the dark. I told them no problem and went about my business not thinking anything of it.

That night the child was having a hard time sleeping and my husband had worked lately and was sleeping hard. That meant I did not get much sleep. About three in the morning I was up, again, just wearing my bathrobe when I decided to try breastfeeding. About when the baby started sucking Zach comes upstairs, woken up by the rallying cry. He looks at me breastfeeding, and although he couldn't see anything, he started apologizing. This startled the sister and then Zach did get a good look at my left tit.

I settled them both down and the child started sucking again. Zach started asking head, all innocent, he was just odd. Finally the babe was asleep and when I stood up to put him in his crib my robe came give just a small. I fixed it and sat back down succeeding to Zach, keeping him company. He stutters a bit on his future interrogative sentence, he asked about my C-section cicatrix. I explain it and he blushes again for his next dubiousness, if he could see it again. I'm normally very self-conscious about it, but whether from lack of sleep or just an appreciation at being noticed, I told him sure.

Leaving the top closed and making sure my privates was covered spread out my robe and let him see my belly. He was in awe. Without thinking he reached over and match my scar. That equal sent tingling through my dead body to all the right dapple, or incorrectly spots depending on your point of perspective. I let him rub and feel my belly as by body responded, it had been a long time since I had been touched like that. As I enjoyed his touch I lost cart track of the flutter of gown covering my crotch as it slid off, exposing me more. My pegleg were crossed so he did not get a good view, but he saw enough to tell I had shaved.

I probably would not get noticed if Zach had not asked me if I always shaved. I was startled but tried not to show it, I knew I should continue up but did not want the touch to end. I told him yes, that my husband preferred that I did. With an businesslike look on his font, but the hardon showing in his shortstop giving him away, he asked if he could see. He blushed and explained he was a virgin and had never seen a pussy in real life.

I was flattered in one sense, but hesitant in another more obvious way. He tells me it's ok if I don't let him, he understands. Zach then pulls his hand off my belly and that is the breaking item. I tell him he can reckon, but subconsciously omit the argot come to percentage. I uncross my stage and diffuse them slightly so he can see my pussy, already swelling from his touch.

He reaches over and touch modality my second joint, again sending tingles through my body. I bite my lip to avoid making a dissonance. Not a noise to stop him, but a noise of delight that might boost him. Not that he needed encouragement ; his hand quickly rubbed up my second joint and felt my kitty-cat sassing. He then looks at me, and with a devilish grin, pushes a finger's breadth into me.

This metre biting my lip didn't help a brightness groan of pleasure evasion. I was suddenly horny to the point I didn't care it was wrong, I just didn't want it to end. Zach pushes his finger's breadth in deeper as I roll my coxa to make it easy. He has a huge grin on his face as my robe is completely open and he can see my full naked body. I grab his hand and pathfinder it, showing him how to find my clit and where it feels best.

Before I can cum, he stops and chafe his hand up my body to feel my pap. I'm not sure if he realized that by stopping he made certainly I would let him keep playing, I needed release. Zach gropes my tits, which are still sore from being replete of Milk River, before leaning in to suck up them. Another groan escapes as he starts licking my nipples. I whisper to him that if he is truly a virgin, then he is a natural. He gives me a slight grin and sucks a bit harder.

Suddenly Zach sits up. My in good order tit, the one he had been sucking, had started to lactate. With all-encompassing eyes he asked if they always did that. I laughed and told him it was only because I was breastfeeding. He leans back and sucks a little more, fascinated. As he gets more into it he is slowly getting more on top of me. Next matter we know he is completely on me, between my spread legs.

Zack kisses up my pectus until he finds my lip. After a legal brief kiss he realizes what happened and blushes, pulling back. I wrap my arm around him and tell him it's OK. I then kiss him again. I feel his hammer pressing against my leg through his shorts. Impulsively I run my hands down his back and push his short down. Once he understood what was happening he eagerly moved to assist.

With his shorts off Zach's cock started poking between my legs. I had a brief moment of instant view as reality started to sink in. That ended when his cock found household and he plunged in me as deep as he could go. We both groaned as he did and paused as we got used to each other's bodies. He whispers that it feels better than he imagined, and I told him to wait because it gets better.

After a couple uncoordinated thrusts we got in rhythm, with Zach sliding in and out of me. With all of the stimulation it did not acquire long and I was cumming. I never was placid when I came, this was no exception. I kissed Zach hard trying to muffle my screams. I barely hear him try to say he was cumming too. I feel his cum filling me, making me cum harder. When we finally stopped we looked at each other, realizing what had just happened.

About then the baby started crying. Zack quickly pulls out and his cum started leaking out with him. He pulls his underdrawers up and I get my robe closed just in clock time. My married man stumbles into the room having been woken up by the infant. With cum running down my leg I tell him I got it and he can go back to slumber. With a nod he stumbles back to bed. Zach looks at me with a frighten looking at then starts laughing. I pull my tit out, unembarrassed this time, and start breastfeeding again.

Zack blushes and says he should probably get back to bed. I tell him goodnight and asked him not to mention what happened to anyone. I didn't entrance how he replied as he was off, down the stairs. I get the baby to kip and steer off to bed, my second joint still sticky with cum.

The succeeding dayspring I throw on some actual pajamas under my gown and go downstairs for breakfast. My son and Zach were already down there eating cereal. They stop eating as I walk in. I grab a bowl and sit down with them, they are obviously uncomfortable. It does not take farseeing to find out why.

Dylan suddenly asked me if Zach got me pregnant again. I stared at him stunned while Zach started looking very hard for something in his cereal grass bowlful. I collect myself and explicate that I can not get pregnant again. That seemed to loosen them somewhat, but I was uptight. I then asked them what all was said.

Dylan told me all. Zach had spilled his guts and then some. I was about to assure them never speak of it again when they dropped another bombshell on me. They told me they had another friend who wanted to drop off his virginity. They wanted to screw if I would take it. Dylan pipes up that the kid would pay.

I emphatically tell them no. They respond by saying they guess they will mouth to Dad then. That causes me to back down and ask details. They tell me his name is Brian and he is in their course of study. He was willing to pay five hundred to lose his virginity. Then Bob Dylan looks at me and tells me that he and Zach would keep two hundred for their federal agent fee.

I was stunned, my son wanted to be my ponce. I reluctantly agree so that they will abide quiet. I tell them to set it up and let me know what the plan is. With that I go back to my room to take a shower and finally lap Zach's cum from me. Dressed I went back downstairs and the son greeted me, the plans were already set.
Zach and Dylan were going to watch the baby while at 3:00 I was to satisfy Brian at this sleazy motel. The boys would separate my husband and daughter that I went out shopping, so I should probably bring something back. That didn't give me much prison term to think.

As the time got close I went to change into what I would bust for the"event."If it was his first fourth dimension I wanted it to be memorable, but at the same time if I looked more like a mom he might change his mind and I wouldn't need to postdate through. I finally settled in on my khaki skirt and a light commons polo shirt. I did go with my sexiest bleak satin panties and fateful lace bra. A span of running brake shoe finished the ensemble. Zach and Dylan approved of the outfit.

I went to the reference they gave me. One look and I decided that if I ever did this again I would form for better adjustment. It was a forget me drug motel. I went to the room and Brian was already there. He was not a bad looking kid, about 5'3 with mousy hair and petite features. Not bad looking, but no secret why he didn't have a girlfriend. He was so nervous I felt bad for him ; suddenly I wanted to do this just to help the poor kid out.

We introduced ourselves and I asked him what he was hoping for. He blushed and told me he did not know, he just wanted to lose his virginity and know what it felt like. I asked him if he had ever seen a charwoman before, like walked in on his mom or anything. He mumbles no, just on the internet. I tell him we will need to fix that.

I stand us both up and overstretch him close. I put his hired hand on the freighter of my shirt and have him help oneself me pull it over my headway. After we toss my shirt to the side I unzip my bird and let it fall to the floor. I tell Brian to step back and aspect at me in my underclothing. He does and I see the hard-on growing in his jeans. Now a take his hired man again and wrap them around me. I tell him to undo my bra.

Like most cat he struggled at first off, but I let him study. When it finally came off he didn't know what to do. I place his hands on my tits and told him to experience. He did and uttered oh yeas as he did it. He finally leaned in to suck, my turn for oh yeas. Brian was surprisingly gentle for his first meter. Again when my bosom started milking he stepped back. I explained it to him and he suddenly wanted more. I guided us back to the bed and sat us down.

I pried him off my tit long enough to get his shirt off, then he was grabbing them again. I let him work as I worked on his jeans. Eventually I got them undone and Brian suddenly blushes as I pull his turncock out. His rooster was shaped almost like a sal soda can. It was as fat as any I had ever seen, but short, only about five inches. I briefly wondered how it would palpate inside me as I gushed and made him feel like it was the perfect cock.

I pushed him back on the bed and pulled his knickers completely off. I lick his beam of light then try to wrap up my oral fissure around him. I almost couldn't do it, but once I did I tried to take him all. He was groaning as I bobbed my head up and down. My rima oris was stretched so far I did not taste his pre-cum, and much sooner than I expected he was squirting hot stick seminal fluid down my pharynx. I gagged, and then pulled back still stroking him to cook sure he came good.

With cum running down my chin and over my bridge player I look up at Brian, he is almost in tears. I asked what was wrong and he tells me he really wanted to cause sex but he came from a blowjob. I smiled and told him it was ok, by cumming now he would last longer when he did have sex. I licked his softening turncock clean before excusing myself to clean up. With a promptly trip to the bathroom I wiped my mentum and tits clean from cum, then washed my work force.

When I came back out, Brian was under the blankets. I smiled at him and asked if he was set up. He shook his head yes so hard I thought it might fall off. I pulled the blanket off and saw he was already getting hard again. I crawled on the bed adjacent to him and stroked him lightly. I pulled my panties off and let him see his first rattling pussy. I took his mitt and guided it between my legs. I moved his fingers up my slit until, moaning lightly, his finger found my clit. I helped him lightly massage it as I explained to him what it was.

After a brace second of that I told him to labour a finger inside me. I was soaking wet and he started finger fucking me with ease. I told him how good it felt and to opine his prick in there. I watched his rooster grow as he fingered me. I helped him until I had a small orgasm, then asked him if he was ready to be a man. He muttered a yes but said he didn't know what to do. I told him not to worry, I knew.

I rolled over and straddled him and sat up so he could see my all body. I grabbed his shaft and aimed it up, then slowly lowered my coxa to it. I groaned loudly as he entered me, he was so thick he stretched my pussy. I took a deeply breathing place once he was all in, adjusting to his girth, wishing he was deeper. I moaned to him asking how it felt to no longer be a virgin. He responds better than he imagined while at the Sami sentence trying to force deeper.

I started to tantalize him, feeling this young man slip in and out of me. My titmouse bouncing as I fucked him faster until Brian grabbed them. He was not long, but he was hitting the right speckle, I was screaming as my sexual climax built. Then he squeezed my boob hard and I feel him tense up as he shoots a load inside me. The feeling of his man seed shooting to where my womb used to be sends me over the edge, I came hard and loud.
I rode him until we were both spent. Brian was all smiles muttering it was worth every penny. With that I climbed off and started the hunting for my clothes. The boy must have put a lot in me because it felt like a river coming out. I have everything thrown on the bed before I get dressed and am still looking for my panties. Brian suddenly slaps my ass and when I look at him he is holding my panties and his notecase. He gives me the five hundred then asks if he can proceed the panty. I smile, taking the money and tell him sure.
I get dressed sans pantie and open the door to leave. As I walk back to my car with cum running down my thigh a young girl, maybe 15, opens the door next to our room. She asks what all the noise was about. I smile at her and recount her to knock on the door, I'm sure he will tell you. Then I leave.

When I get home Dylan and Zach are all smile. As I hand them their cut and mind for the exhibitor they tell me that news spreads fast. They already have a waiting tilt for my military service and the price is going up. I sigh and shake my ass at them while wondering what I got myself into .