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Massage Tool Mishap

Sweat dripped down my body as I ran home. Despite the early hour, the brutal summer heat made my morning run more difficult than usual. I had only been home from college a week, but I was determined to be in the best shape of my life when I returned to school in the fall.

"Wow, Amy, I didn't expect to see you up so early," Mom said as I walked in the door.

"Well, I was hoping to beat the heat," I replied.

Mom laughed. "By the amount of sweat dripping into your sports bra, you clearly didn't accomplish your goal."

I couldn't help but feel self-conscious as Mom eyed my body up and down, her eyes seemingly transfixed on my glistening cleavage. My sports bra and tight running shorts clung to my body, leaving very little to the imagination.

"You heading to work?" I asked her, hoping to take the attention off of me.

"I was just about to head out. Dad left a little while ago. What are you up to today?" Mom asked.

"I was going to go lift weights right now. Maybe lie out by the pool later," I told her.

"Feel free to use my Theragun and foam roller to loosen up after your workout. They are in the back of my closet," Mom said before waving goodbye.

As I watched Mom stroll out of the house, I couldn't help but take in her lean figure and tight ass.

"I hope I am that hot when I am her age," I thought.

I spent the next hour weightlifting in the gym my father set up in our garage. By the end of my workout, I was soaked to the bone and sorer than I could have ...

... ever imagined. I couldn't wait to lie out by the pool, but I knew how important it was to stretch to prevent myself from getting injured.

Remembering Mom's words, I headed to her room to grab her massage tools. Yet, despite having used her Theragun many times before, I couldn't find it in her closet.

I rummaged around for a while but had no luck. Just when I was about to give up, I stumbled upon a chest I had never seen before. I opened the trunk, hoping to find the massage tools Mom had mentioned. What I found were massage tools of a whole other sort!

There were sex toys of all kinds: Vibrators, dildos, anal beads, you name it. While I knew my parents had a healthy sexual life, I was shocked to see just how many sex toys Mom had.

Amongst the sea of toys was an assortment of outfits, including schoolgirl costumes and even some of my clothes that I thought I had lost.

What shocked me the most was the array of latex outfits. Mom must love latex since she had everything from latex pants, bras, skirts, and crop tops to full-on catsuits and corsets.

There was something about the smooth, shiny material that I found intriguing. It felt like the latex was calling out to me. I nervously pulled off my sweaty sports bra and sifted through the trunk to find something to try on. Feeling the latex underhand made my body tremble with excitement. Knowing that Mom fucked Dad in these outfits that made them even more enticing. The more I looked through the trunk, the hornier ...