Working Out with Mom - Sex Stories

Working Out with Mom

... our workouts. You can go jump in the car. I'll be right out."

Mom came out after a few minutes, and we drove to the gym. We got to the gym and mom suggested we start with a jog to warm up first.

As we got on the treadmills, mom removed her sweater to reveal a light-blue sports bra that only had a couple small strings in the back, showing her toned back. We jogged for about twenty minutes, with her big tits bouncing the entire time. After the jog, we went over to the free weights and mom said we could do some back exercises.

She put one knee on the bench, and kept her other foot on the floor. I stood behind her, and watched as she bent over and used one arm to pull the weight up to her voluptuous chest. I had a perfect view of her sweet ass, and when I looked straight ahead in the mirror, I could see her perfect tits spilling out of her sports bra. Mom finished ten reps and put the weight down on the floor.

"Okay, babe, you're up."

I positioned myself the same way mom was, and pulled the weight up to my chest. I could feel my short shorts riding up my legs as I did the exercise.

Mom encouraged me, "That's it, when you pull it up, squeeze your back muscles at the top of the rep."

I kept going with my reps and looked in the mirror at mom, as she was watching my form. From my view, it looked like mom was looking right at my butt. Our eyes met in the mirror, and she looked away. We then switched and did the other arm. We took turns, one of us doing the ...

... exercise, while the other watching the other's form. When we had done our set, mom put the dumbbell back on the rack, and we went to a chin-up bar.

Mom said, "Okay, now some pull-ups. Going to go to failure, so when it feels like I can't do another, you spot me for a couple more reps."

"Okay, mom."

She jumped up, grabbed the bar, and started pulling herself up until her chin was over the bar, lowered back down, and pulled herself up again. I stood behind her, and when she pulled herself up, her ass cheeks were exactly at my eye level. I watched as her ass went down and then back up, right in front of me. When she started to slow down, I put both my hands on her waist and helped push her up. As I pushed her up, her cheeks almost touched my face. She did a couple more reps before letting go, and it was my turn. I jumped up and did the same movement, pulling myself up. When my arms started to burn, I slowed, and mom grabbed the sides of my hips and pushed me up.

Mom said, "Good job, sweetie. Just a couple more."

I did a few more, then let go of the bar and fell to my feet. My arms were burning as mom jumped up on the bar for another set. This time when mom needed a spot, I grabbed lower on her hips like she had done to me. My hands were half on her hips, half on her ass. We did this exercise five times each, switching back and forth, one doing pull-ups, the other pushing on the other's hips and ass to help get a few more reps. At the end of this, our bodies were ...