A Tale of Sluts 6.0 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Sluts 6.0

... sweat.

"Only thing I can smell is a mellow, musky, and earthy aroma. Mom, you're being paranoid!" He tried to assure his mother.

Linda blushed as she saw her son's nostrils flared, trying to get a whiff of his mother's sweaty body. Then she remembered a couple of nights ago how he was pumping his cock and talking about how he wants her to sit on her face and rub her warm, mature cunt all over his face.

Maybe I should take off my top and see if he really likes the smell of his mother's sweaty body.

"But would he be totally grossed out by my hairy armpits?" There is only one way to find out. Linda's face turned red as she decided to ditch her top. So Linda stood facing her son and swiftly took off the sticky top.

Mark was taken aback by his mother's sudden change of heart. He could see that every inch of her flesh was covered with a glistening sheen of sweat, reflecting the light in the room. The pungent scent of perspiration filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of her sports bra. Her long, lustrous hair clung to her damp neck, tickling her skin. As he looked closer, he noticed droplets of sweat trickling down from her shoulders, tracing their way through the creases of her back rolls. The tiny streams of moisture descended further, finding their way into the small of her back. They saturated the fabric of her leggings, climbing up to the top of her ample butt, leaving a damp trail along her deep ass crack.

Mark's eyes were drawn to the sight of her ...

... yoga pants, which clung tightly to her shapely rear. The fabric accentuated the fullness and firmness of her perfectly round, meaty buttocks. Nestled between her glistening, perspiring ass cheeks, a delicate string from her thong peeked out, almost as if it were playfully greeting him with a whisper, "Hi Mark!"

A new and unfamiliar experience overwhelmed mark's senses. Something in his imagination was sparked when he saw his mother's glistening sweaty matronly body, the plush sexual curve enhanced by her tight leggings, and the softness of her back rolls beckoned to him.

Mark's eyes widened as he saw his mother without a top for the first time, taking in the sight of her soft, voluptuous physique. The glistening sweat on her skin made her resemble those alluring supermodels with oil-kissed bodies, adding a mesmerizing sheen to her figure. He felt a strong attachment to his mother's body. It was more than just sexual, even though his hard cock was clearly sticking out of his workout shorts.

He longed to hold her damp body, caressing her soft, supple love handles, and taste the unique tang of her perspiration. He was tearing up because he was so overwhelmed. Mark felt madly in love with the mature, sweaty queen standing in front of him.

But the biggest surprise was still waiting for him, and it would totally change his taste in women forever.

Mark quickly adjusted his extremely rigid member, careful not to draw his mother's attention. The throbbing length of his ...