A Tale of Sluts 6.0 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Sluts 6.0

... scanning every movement of her. She was wearing her satin house coat and he could see the shadow of tit meats pushing against the silky satin.

Linda was scared to turn her back on her son, afraid he might slap her ass again. She felt like he's the boss and she's his women. She got goosebumps. Linda swallowed hard and said,

"Avocado toast and eggs." She replied timidly.

Mmm, that's delicious. Mark replied, ogling her huge motherly tits.

Linda caught him staring at her huge boobs, so she quickly pulled her housecoat closer, only to make her cleavage even more obvious to her son.

"So you ready to work out together?" Mark chuckled and asked.

"Umm.. sure." Linda replied.

"Awesome. See you in the basement in 30 minutes."

Then he dug into his breakfast.

Linda headed back to her room. She was already sweating underneath the housecoat, thinking about what her son might do to her. She decided to wear something that was not revealing at all.

She slipped off her housecoat, revealing her bare skin beneath. Instantly, the scent of her musky Milf sweat filled the air, emanating from her hairy armpits. A wave of embarrassment washed over her as she realized she didn't want her son to catch a whiff of her slutty sweaty body or her pungent mature pussy bush. Despite her worries, she knew that once they began exercising, concealing her body or masking her natural scent would be impossible. The fear of embarrassing herself in front of her son loomed in her ...

... mind.

"God! I am in a such a mess." Linda cursed her luck.

The brunette mother decided to get dressed because there was no point in stressing about it now. She rummaged through her underwear drawer for something thick and unattractive, but she couldn't find anything she liked. Then she saw a black pair of sheer thongs she hadn't worn in ages. The thong had a thick lining on the crotch, which she liked because it will absorb sweat and Milf juices, making it less obvious. But it was definitely too small for her to wear because her ass has gotten bigger since the last time she wore it.

She gently glided the delicate fabric of the thong across her smooth thighs, feeling its silky texture against her skin. Standing before the mirror, she carefully examined herself, considering whether she could wear the tiny garment. However, it was clear that the thong was too small. The waistband barely reached above her slit, revealing a glimpse of her inverted triangle shaped bush. As she adjusted the thong, she noticed the thick lining that only partially concealed her substantial clitoral hood, leaving the rest of her clit meat exposed through the sheer panties, creating a noticeable bulge.

The tight string dug into her ass cheeks, causing a sharp sensation. Linda struggled as the pressure against her ultra sensitive anus intensified. She secured her hefty melon sized breasts with a sturdy sports bra, feeling the weight of them lifted and pushed up like two inflated balloons. Clad in a ...