When I was in the Music Competition - Sex Stories

When I was in the Music Competition

As a lark, I was forty one, for God's sake, I sent a video of me singing Michael Jackson's "Who's Loving You Now", to the popular Voice program. I had no expectation, but I got a quick response from this sweet young producer and said they wanted me to fly from Seattle to Hollywood for an audition next week. I called my husband Phil, he was a software guy in marketing and happened to be in San Jose and told him he was so proud of me and he would be home two days after the audition.

I texted all three of my kids, Christine, Kelly and Rick. Christine texted back, no way, my response was WAY!!!. Kelly's was so cool, Mom I'm so proud of you and Rick's was simple Really? I was back immediately. Thanks honey and Really.

When the girls came home Christine, Kelly and I had a family hug and Christine said, "Mom what song did you sing?"

I said, "Michael Jackson's "Who's Loving You Now" the producer said it was a really strong version."

Kelly said, "Can we listen to it?"

I nodded and we trooped into Phil's and my office and I opened my computer and there was a Microsoft app that I recorded it on and hit play. It had to be two minutes, so I had cut it down to the required.

When it was over Christine said, "Fuck mom you are really fucking good."

I said, "Language Miss Christine!"

Kelly said, "She's right mom, you sound incredible and you look so God damned hot."

I didn't say anything, but I was red headed and five foot seven and weighed one hundred and fifty ...

... pounds. Phil would make me cum just playing with my tits as well as going down on me and sticking his finger in my ass to make me cum.

The audition was just for the producers. I didn't expect to hear back. I was in the kitchen when my phone chirped. It was a text and I was to be on the life show in two weeks.

I texted everyone and within an hour everyone responded and was excited and proud of me.

I responded to see who would come with me. To my disappointment nobody could.

End Chapter One

Just before five another text came in with some suggestions on outfits and some frank remarks such as to make sure to show as much of my tits and something that could feature my glorious ass and thighs.

I thought that was just a bit forward and texted her back "are you hitting on me?"

She sent me back a heart emoji for fuck's sake.

Before I met Phil I was living with a much older woman a college professor at Seattle University. She WAS married but in an open marriage. She treated me a bit rough, spanking and nipple clamps. I had little tiny tattoos just along my labia and above my clit that said Patti's bitch. Phil thought eating my pussy was nasty, so my secret was safe.

Phil's cock was the biggest I'd ever had, long and thick and both my cunt and ass got stretched weekly. Life was good.

I reworded the producers texts and sent it to Kelly and Christine, saying I need to get some new outfits to showcase my tits and ass, and I fibbed a bit and put quotations around ...