A Tale of Sluts 6.0 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Sluts 6.0

... seamless blue crop top and matching leggings, Linda admired her reflection in the mirror, ensuring everything was in place. Satisfied, she made her way towards the basement, anticipation filling the air.

Everything seemed fine except her leggings were showing off her huge V mound and a pretty noticeable camel toe. The older women tried pulling down the leggings to make it less obvious. Still, she knows that her large pussy mound will be visible no matter what.

Linda took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation, as she walked out from her bedroom to meet her son in the basement.

Once she arrived in the basement, she saw her son dressed in casual gym shorts and a Nike T-shirt, ready for a workout. Linda hurried down the stairs, her boobs wobbling a bit, and Mark glanced up to see them jiggle.

"Wow! Mom, you look fantastic." Mark was marveled seeing his Milf mother in a gym outfit.

"Thanks, darling." Despite feeling a bit awkward, Mark's soothing voice provided some comfort and eased her nerves.

"So, what's your plan?" the Milf asked her son.

"I was thinking we could start with some light stretching." And he stood with his legs apart to stretch his inner thighs.

"Okay, that sounds good." She also started following his lead.

Within the next 5 minutes, they switched their stretches and were sweating like crazy.

The older women started to relax as the workout continued and was having a great time with her son.

"This is ...

... going way better than I expected, and having a workout buddy was a good call." She pondered.

Mark kept checking his mom's poses, making sure they were right.

"I guess we can move on to the tougher ones now." Mark suggested.

They both kept doing various stretches. With a mischievous glint in his eye, Mark decided to playfully push his mother's buttons, testing her patience.

"Since I have been sitting on my butt, mostly I wanna increase my flexibility, mom," Mark said.

"Okay. So what do you wanna try?" Linda asked.

He laid down flat on his back, stretching out his legs and bringing his left knee up to his chest, while keeping his right leg firmly planted on the ground. He was gripping his left knee with both hands.

I need you to put pressure on my right knee and keep it flat. Linda balanced herself on top of his right leg, her hands maintaining their grip on his knee.

"Like that?" She asked.

"Yeah mom. Oh! Mom, that feels amazing." He could see his mother's massive tits pushed together by her arms, which caused a stir on his cock.

Linda caught a glimpse, from the corner of her eye, of the unmistakable form of a large bulge beneath his gym shorts.

"God damn! Where did he get that size from?! Definitely not from his father. That thing looks massive even without being hard."

"Time to switch legs." Mark swapped legs.

Now both legs at the same time. He grabbed his legs and pulled them up to his chest.

"Push onto my knees, mom." Mark ...