Working Out with Mom - Sex Stories

Working Out with Mom

... some curls. Mom warmed up on the elliptical machine, which gave me full view over her sexy legs and butt moving back and forth on the cardio machine. I sat at the preacher curl machine for more curls, and mom moved over to the bench press to do some upper body. She loaded some plates on the bar, and proceeded to remove her sweater. Mom was wearing a tight, long-sleeve, white top that plunged down her chest. The shirt showed off the top of her breasts, and had a couple pieces of fabric that criss-crossed just below her neck. Mom did a warmup set, then loaded the weight on the bar and walked over to me.

"Sweetie, could you please spot me."

"Sure, mom." I stood above mom as she lay down on the bench. What I noticed next, made my cock jump for a quick second— I could clearly make out her nipples through the shirt.

I helped her lift the bar up as she did her reps, the bar bouncing off her ample chest. I helped her finish the last rep, and she sat up and put more weight on for another set. As she finished her last set, I almost forgot to help her last rep, as I was watching her breasts with each movement.

I then went to do some tricep pulldowns, as mom sat down on the chest fly machine. As I did my reps, I looked up to watch mom extend her arms to her side and pull the weight in front of her chest. Her breasts were squeezing together with each movement, and her nipples looked like they were about to break through her top.

Again, when we finished lifting, we ended ...

... with a jog on the treadmill. This time, her tits bounced even more as she ran; mom had to have noticed me and a couple other men sneaking peeks at her big tits.

Just like the day before, mom went to shower first, and I retreated to my room thinking about how sexy she had looked at the gym. I stroked my cock vigorously, thinking about how good it would feel to have my hard cock sliding between mom's perfect jugs. This time, I shot a load of cum on my chest just as my bedroom door swung open. I quickly pulled the covers over me, as I saw mom standing in my doorway with a very small towel wrapped around her.

"Shower is free, sweetie. I'll start getting dinner ready."

"Ah yeah, okay thanks, mom."

Mom turned to walk back to her room. Her short towel did not cover the bottom of her ass cheeks and I could see them with each step she took.

We sat down for dinner after my shower. Mom made chicken and broccoli which was very good. Mom wore a long, button-up shirt and black tights. Her top few buttons were not done up and she was clearly not wearing a bra. I could see some of her cleavage as I ate dinner.

I helped mom with the dishes and watched her move around the kitchen. I would sneak peeks at her tits when she was washing the dishes, and check out her ass when she bent over to put the pots and pans away. Then we retreated to our rooms to watch TV and get ready for bed. I was watching TV, and scrolling Instagram, watching videos of women working out in the type of ...