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Aerobic Mom
In the early 1980's, Mom decided to get into the fitness craze. She started
aerobics and jazzercise while I was at college. I came to visit her one summer -
my junior year. I had just turned 21, and I'm ashamed to admit that my formerly
flat belly was slowly becoming a fledgling beer-belly. But, as Mom always said -
All men are pregnant with an elephant, but only the trunk shows.
When I last saw Mom, she was getting a little dumpy, her body was starting to
sag, and her butt was migrating south. I didn't feel too bad about my lack of
shape, since I figured she'd be about the same. Boy, was I wrong.
I knocked on the door, and a slim woman I hardly recognized rushed into my arms
and gave me a great hug. "Welcome home, Son. Recognize your old Ma?"
It took a moment. Her breasts had lost their sag, and a little of their size,
and were now firmly jutting out from her chest. Her blouse was unbuttoned enough
to show some flesh, and although her breasts didn't look like two watermelons on
a downhill race, they were still enough to hold my gaze.
Mom's belly had flattened - she still had a little bulge, but who at 41 doesn't?
Mom did a quick turn, and I would have sworn she had a butt-tuck. Her stretch
pants clung to a perfect ass. Just ripe for squeezing. I grabbed Mom and pulled
her in for a closer, tighter hug....actually just trying to feel her breasts
against my chest.
Mom held the hug a moment, then stepped back. She patted my belly. "Looks like
someone here could use a little more exercise...you're looking more run down
than your old Mom."
"Nah, you're not that old," I complimented.
Mom kissed me on the cheek. "You always did have a silver tongue, but I think we
need to get you into shape."
"Later," I said, carrying my bags to my old room. I picked up the phone to
call some old friends, but they were all out of town for the summer. It was
going to be a dull one, I knew that for sure. I lay back on the bed and rested
from the 20 hour drive from college to Mom's. I was nearly asleep when Mom
tapped on the door.
"Yeah," I mumbled.
"Time to work out...put your shorts on," Mom called.
"I don't know....I'm pretty tired," I replied, hoping she'd leave me alone.
"C'mon, it will help you sleep tonight," Mom said, entering the room.
If anything was going to wake me, it was the sight of her standing there. Mom
was wearing a one-piece leotard, all slick and shiny. I molded to her curves.
Her nipples made small circlets at the center of where her breasts bulged. Her
legs were in tights, also smooth and slick. The top was a light pink, and the
legs yellow. My eyes were drawn to her crotch, were I could almost swear I could
see her mound pressing against the material.
I tried to sound disinterested. "OK, if you insist." My mouth wanted to form the
word incest, instead of insist, as all the fantasies of my teenage years re-
surfaced. Fortunately, Mom left before she could notice the quick-rising bulge
in my jeans.
I closed the door, stripped, and dug out my shorts. I tried to find the tightest
pair of underwear, so that my cock wouldn't slip out accidently. I covered these
with the baggiest trunks I could find. Mom would flip if she knew her own son
got a raging hard-on for her.
I went out into the living room, and Mom was putting a tape in the VCR. Our TV
was fairly small, and in those days, VCR's weren't nearly as nice as they are
now. I stood behind Mom, mesmerized by her ass as she bent over, fidgeting with
the VCR. I had to clasp my hands to keep from reaching forward and kneading her
soft globes. Now I knew why I was always turned on by older women.
Mom stepped back and made room beside her for me. "I think I'd better stand
behind, Mom. That way I can watch how you do the workouts...and clumsy me won't
be bumping into you."
Mom agreed and started the tape. I was in heaven. Watching Mom bend over,
squeeze her butt, jiggle her breasts. My favorite was when she did a partial
splits, leaned forward with her hands on the floor, and did a sort-of
combination pushup and hip thrust. She would lower her chest to the floor, then
arch her hips back. It looked painful, but the view was intense.
It was quite difficult to maximize viewing and still trying to work out. I did
get a full workout, eyes and body, and by the end, I could barely find the
energy to flop on the couch. Lazlo, though, was still pretty stiff.
Mom looked down at me and grinned. "Looks like sonny-boy is more out-of shape
than his old Ma."
I wanted to offer to give her a different work out, but I was too exhausted to
do anything. Besides, I had to plan.
I was going to be staying with Mom for 3 months, so I figured a month to seduce
her, then two direct months of pleasure, and years more, too.
For the next two weeks, I worked out with Mom, and while she was at work. I was
still young enough to get into better shape fairly quickly. I always stood
behind her, and loved the view.
Mom had a variety of outfits she wore. She had many leotards and tights, and she
wore different combinations of each. She sometimes would wear tight cotton
shorts and a tube-top. The first time she wore it, I could see the sweat stains
gather at her crotch. I had to leave the exercising and jack-off in the bathroom
that time. Mom was worried, but I just claimed stomach cramps. She even wore a
bikini once or twice.
After three weeks, I figured out that the white leotard was her favorite, and by
checking the hamper and smelling her wonderful scent, I knew she didn't wear
panties while exercising.
After laundry on a Saturday, Mom went to visit Grandma, leaving the house to me.
I went into her room, skipped all her lingerie drawers (I knew the inventory by
heart from my younger days of wrapping my cock in her soft lingerie and cumming
into tissues), I had already checked out her new stuff from the past 3 years,
and wrapped them all around my cock while she was at work. I went to her work-
out drawer and pulled out her white tights. I took them to the sewing room and
gently used her seam-ripper to weaken the crotch. I left enough stitches to hold
while she put them on, but I was preparing myself for a great view.
That evening, Mom didn't wear the white, she wore shorts and a half-shirt. In a
way, it was to my advantage. Mom stretched a muscle in her lower back halfway
through the workout. She collapsed on the floor onto her stomach, moaning. I got
some baby-oil from the bathroom and started to rub her exposed back. Even though
I was trying to lessen her pain, I was getting really hard from the contact.
My oily hands glided over her bare midriff, feeling the soft, smoothness of her
skin. Her pain was mostly at the waistband of the shorts, so I focused there,
sliding my fingers a little lower now and then. As Mom began to relax, I spread
my massage out. I moved up her back and under the back of her shirt. Mom's back
was slick with oil, and my hands grasped her skin. In my mind, I was begging for
her to turn over, but she never did. I managed to get my finger along the top of
her crack, beneath her shorts, but that was as far as I dared. I think Mom had
an idea of how much I was enjoying rubbing her - I was being as sensual as I
could, but she never made any mention. Not even of the huge bulge in my pants
that her elbow brushed against as she stood.
Mom thanked me for the rub, then went to take some aspirin and soak in the tub.
My mind's eye saw her peel the half shirt off, her bra-less breasts swaying
free, her sliding the shorts over her hips, her ass sticking out as she bent
over to free her feet from them. While Mom was in the bath, I stole into her
room, lay on her bed and just rubbed myself on her sheets until I came. I just
managed to grab some tissue to shoot on.
Mom didn't exercise the next day, but she did watch me. I have no idea what she
was thinking, but with her eyes glued to me, I made sure to give her the best
show I could. I squeezed my butt at her, flexed my arms when I could, and
generally tried to give her as much a show as she unknowingly gave me every day.
I think something happened, because she was flushed pretty red by the end, and
she excused herself to her room quickly afterwards.
The next day, Mom wore the white leotard. She didn't have any tights on - by now
the July temperature was into the 90's. We started working out, my eyes were
glued to Mom's crotch. The seam was slowly splitting throughout the exercises. I
could glimpse some brown hairs peeking out during some of the stretches, but not
much else. Then we got to the event I was waiting for.
Mom slid her legs apart into the splits. She bent slowly forward, her palms flat
on the floor. As she spread her legs further, I saw the seam unravel fully, and
a huge hole appeared right at her pussy. I could see that her hair was trimmed
close, and her outer lips were full and hanging down a little. Mom thrust her
hips up and back, and her lips opened just slightly. The inner pink gave me more
of a hardon than I'd ever had.
I started to lean forward, drawn to her. My had moved slowly to my crotch,
preparing to free myself and take this opportunity to slide into Mom. At that
moment, Mom must have felt that her pussy was exposed, because she reached down
to check. When her hand brushed her pussy, my cock jumped. Mom quickly closed
her legs, and turned very red. She didn't face me, but I could see her neck and
shoulders flush. Mom didn't say anything, but rushed into her room.
I rushed to the bathroom, freed my cock and started jerking into the toilet. I
was breathing hard, ready to cum, when I heard a sound from Mom's room. She was
panting and sounding just like I did when I was masturbating. The bathroom had
two doors, one from the hall, and one from Mom's room. Her door wasn't
completely closed, so I peeked in. Mom still had her leotard on and was
fingering herself through the open hole. She was pinching a nipple through the
material. My hand started moving faster and faster while my eyes were glued to
Mom. Her finger was disappearing into her. She wiggled it around then brought it
out and up to her lips. She slowly started sucking it. It was the most erotic
sight I had ever seen. My 41 year old Mom sucking he own juice of her finger. I
felt my cock tense and the cum start to flow up and out. I squeezed hard,
delaying for a few seconds to see what she would do next. She took the finger
out of her mouth, brought it back to her pussy and started to finger herself
quickly. Mom's hips were thrusting into her hand and her other hand was tugging
on her nipple. I squeezed harder and was just about to shoot when I saw her
beautiful lips mouth my name! My cum splattered on the door. I must have shot 5
or 6 times, leaving huge white trails on the door.
When I was done shooting, I realized that if Mom opened the door, she'd see me.
I closed the door in quietly wiped my cum from it.
I went to my room and tried to figure out how to let her know I knew she wanted
me, and that I wanted her, and how to make it all happen.
The next afternoon, we prepared to work out, again. Mom was wearing slick,
spandex shorts. I'd never seen them before, so I knew that the were new. She
also had on a spandex top. There must have been a sale on this new material,
since she must have bought both items today. As we started working out, I
noticed that there was something strange about her crotch, but I couldn't
figure out what.
I knew that I had to make my move soon. Time was getting short, and if I wanted
to maximize our love-making time, I'd have to get to her soon. I decided that
today would be the day.
I stood back and watched Mom. I pictured her in her room, masturbating while
thinking of me and got hard. I started stroking myself watching her, getting
harder and harder. By the time of my favorite exercise, I was rock stiff.
I lowered my shorts and pulled out my cock. Mom was bent over, hips up, chest on
the floor. I stepped forward, and leaned my hips into Mom's behind. I press down
a little and she was soon lying flat on the floor. She seemed a little
surprised, but didn't say anything as I thrust my cock between her cheeks,
loving the feel of her smooth fabric. I grabbed her cheeks and thrust harder.
"Oh yes, son," Mom groaned, "I've been waiting for this." "Oh God, Mom, I've
wanted you for years." "Then take me now," Mom said, reaching back. She tugged
at the crotch of her shorts and the material split open.
Mom roughly grabbed my cock and forced it into her pussy. She arched up, doggy
style. I was amazed at her boldness. She must have been planning something for
today, also.
Mom's pussy was better than any I'd ever had. I thrust into her warm wetness,
the force shaking and quivering her ass. I felt my cum rise, and pulled out. I
pressed Mom flat again and rubbed between her cheeks. My cum shot out and made a
white line across her back. I kept thrusting and shooting, squeezing her ass
tightly. When I was done, I grabbed Mom's hips and rolled her over.
I buried my face into her pussy, sucking her juices. Soon, my face was coated
with her nectar, my tongue thrust deeply into her.
I pulled back and rolled onto my back. "Ride my face, Mom, please...I need
you on top."
Mom hooked her thighs around my face and sat on my mouth. I grabbed her hips
and pulled her tight. I couldn't breath. Her fleshy thighs and moist pussy
filled my moth and nose. I liked and sucked. My chin was thrust deeply between
her lips as my mouth pulled on her clit. Mom started shaking and quivering, but
I needed air.
I pushed her back a little and gulped fresh air. I shoved three fingers into
her pussy, while I was catching my breath. "Oh son, finger me....finger-fuck
your Mamma!"
Mom was getting closer and closer to climax. I slid my head down a little, and
lowered her back onto my face. My tongue flicked over the skin between her pussy
and asshole, then shoved into her ass. Mom started bouncing, and her hand
replaced mine in her pussy. I felt her climax, and her cum dribbled down onto my
nose. I withdrew my tongue from her ass and pulled her pussy to my mouth. I kept
sucking her cum until she stopped shaking.
I pushed Mom gently off me and onto her back. My cock was raging again - nothing
like sucking your Mom's pussy to do that. I looked down on Mom, and my focus was
drawn to her spandex top.
I dived onto her nipple. My mouth sucking though the fabric. I kneaded her soft
globes, one hand sneaking below the material for her flesh. I pulled my lips
from her nipple and slid the material up. I pulled Mom's breasts together,
rubbing one nipple against the other. Mom loved this, as she started arching her
hips up and biting her lip. I lowered my mouth and started sucking both nipples
together. I pulled them into my mouth, rubbing my tongue between and around
them. I gently closed my teeth on them as Mom had another climax. I reached back
and felt her pussy all wet and dripping.
I released Mom's nipples and pulled the top back over her breasts. I straddled
Mom's chest and slid my cock between her tits. The spandex pulled her breasts
together, and my cock was in heaven between the,. It was a little dry, so I slid
back, thrust into Mom's pussy a few times - to her loud groans. Mom grabbed my
ass to keep me in, but I pulled out and moved back up her chest.
This time my cock slid between her breasts much easier. I started tweaking her
nipples as I tit-fucked Mom. At the deepest part of each thrust, I felt the tip
of my cock hit Mom's chin. Soon this was replaced with a moist feeling as Mom
opened her mouth and was greedily trying to suck her own Son's cock.
At the height of one thrust, Mom grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth. Her
lips slid over the tip and shaft, her tongue dancing on the bottom. She pulled
me out of her mouth and rubbed her lips and tongue all over the underside of my
shaft, sucking her juice from me.
Mom started shaking again, "Fuck me son, cum in Mommy.....please"
I moved back down and thrust into Mom. I entered slowly, feeling her hot, wet
pussy envelop my cock. Soon we were hip to hip, and I began to work in and out.
I tried to start slowly, but Mom wouldn't let me. She thrust herd and fast,
setting her own rhythm.
Mom's head was back and her eyes were closed, her lips forming my name over and
over. I pushed her top off and started grabbing her breasts. I was squeezing
hard. Mom's head came forward, and she guided one of her nipples into her mouth.
I moved my tongue to join hers, and we were both sucking her same nipple, our
tongues wrestling together around it.
I was getting closer and closer to cumming in Mom, when her other hand started
to rub my own nipple. It felt so good, I just about shot, when Mom pulled me
down, pressed her nipple to mine and started sucking them together.
"Oh, Mom...I'm cumming....I'm gonna cum"
Mom's pussy tightened around my cock as I shot into her. She came also, our
bodies rocking and heaving together. Moms hands grabbed my ass, and her nails
dug into my flesh. I shot again and pressed harder. My mouth found a nipple, and
I started chewing on it.
Mom let out a scream and started convulsing. I was afraid for a moment, until I
felt a flood of her hot, pussy cum drench my thigh. Mom came so hard she pushed
me out. I rolled over next to her and cradled her into my arms. I held her spoon
style as she went rom convulsions, to leg twitching, to sleeping.
I help Mom while she slept, gently caressing her. She awoke about 10
minutes later. We made a pact never to tell, but to continue no matter
what. Through marriages, dating, whatever, we decided we waited too long to
let it ever end now.
As for our workouts - Mom doesn't have any workout clothes without a hole in the
crotch. We've made our own routines, mostly a lot of teasing, the fast and hard
sex. Although we also love to linger in bed together and make love all morning
long on the weekends.
I almost regret going back to school, but we've found a similar collge close by
that will accept my transfer, so I'll only be missing Mom for 3 months, not 9.
Of course, our phone bill will be huge. We've already been practicing phone sex.
End.
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