Eyes Wide Open pt 2
Recap: After about a month of talking to my mom, learning to use trash talk, and being naked all the time while in the house, I started becoming comfortable. I also fingered my wet, buttery twat slit all the time. Even in Mom's presence.
Tonight, Mom informed me that she had set up a turnout party for me. There will be six very discrete men with full wallets.
Part 2
First, Mom set up an appointment with her gynecologist to certify my state of virginity. At this point, I was no longer embarrassed. Her gyno is a woman. Still, I am nervous. I've never been naked in front of a man, let alone six men.
Mom informed me that they would be bidding on the right to pop my cherry, and she would send them pictures of me, naked and splayed. Pictures of my naked body and twat.
We went home, and I removed my mid-length skirt, blouse, and bra. I showered, shaved my twat, and put on my makeup, but not a lot. Mom always said little is more.
Afterward, Mom took pictures of me, both facial and full-nude. She then sent those pictures to the six affluent men she lined up. The time for my coming fuckfest was set. In six hours, I will lose my virginity.
The past month, I have spent most of my days naked and splayed wide open, masturbating and practicing sucking cock on a life-like dildo.
Mom said, "Are you ready?"
I silently nodded yes.
Mom came over to me and hugged me, then said, "We can call this off if you want."
I sucked and licked the fake cock like a pro who has been doing it for years. While I was doing that, I fingered my slippery cunt slit. I gave my clitoris most of my attention.
Mom looked on and gave instructions. She told me that many of my clients will verbally instruct me and degrade me.
This is it. In a few hours, the men will arrive at the hotel in town and come to the reserved room, where Mom will open the sealed bids and announce the men's turns by bids.
The highest bidder will be first, followed down-line by the lowest. I will be given time in between each man to freshen up.
Each man will choose his pleasure. They will each choose whether to fuck my ass, cunt, or mouth. I will serve their desires as a whore. A sex worker.
Mom and I got dressed. We wore very classy, age-appropriate dresses. The quintessential mother and daughter. We looked like any typical upscale Vegas tourist mom and daughter.
The room was a suite with a fully-stocked bar. Mom poured me some wine and sat next to me as I took the wine and sipped its sweet nectar.
Mom reached over and softly kissed me. She then said, "First, the men; give them a good time." Next, you will learn to serve women and give them the pleasure they seek.
I looked at my mom as I thought about what she said and realized I never considered that a woman would want me to please her.
Mom looked at me amused and said, "Yes, Tia, a lot of women prefer to have pleasure with another woman, and they pay just as well."
I admitted it: "Mom, I never considered that."
Mom leaned in, cupping my small face and planting her lips on mine. She kissed and nibbled on my lips. I responded by kissing her in return as she reached up and cupped my firm tit. I moaned in response, excited by the sensation and realization that my mother was fondling my tits while kissing me.
She broke it off, got up, and turned on some soft, sensual music. Just then, the door chime rang. The first of our guests must have arrived. I heard Mom greet our guest as he handed her an envelope.
Mom introduced us; his name was Abdul, and he was very well-dressed, well-spoken, affluent, and handsome. Mom checked the contents of the envelope and offered him a drink as she leaned in and kissed him.
Just as she handed him the drink, the door chimed again. Again, Mom greeted the man, accepted his envelope, checked the contents, and smiled. She introduced me to him; his name was Darnel. He was a very large, well-dressed, well-mannered, soft-spoken black man.
My gaze was drawn to his crotch. I have always heard rumors about the size of black men's packages. Well, either the rumor was real or he had a hunk of ring bologna in his pants. Mom leaned in, kissing him as she fondled his cock.
My cunt was starting to get very wet and itch in anticipation. Both men looked at me like I was a very expensive Wagyu steak. We made small talk as the others arrived. Six men in total. All very affluent-looking. All of them gave Mom an envelope, which she took and set aside in the room.
Once all of the guests were in and treated to drinks and hors d'oeuvres, Mom came over to me, taking me by the hand and helping me up from my seat. She looked me in the eyes and asked me, "Do you want to do this?"