Working Out with Mom - Sex Stories

Working Out with Mom

... really needed you for those last couple."

I laughed and got ready to do my set. Mom wiped the sweat off her forehead and got ready to spot me. I only got in three reps before mom was attached to me, whispering encouragement, and I could feel my cock stir with every word she said.

"Yes, baby, that's it, keep going." — "Oh yeah, sweetie, you got it, you got it." — "Come on, couple more, go hard for mommy." — "Yes, yes, that's it baby, such a good boy." — "Come on, baby, one more hard push for mommy."

I finished the last rep and put the bar back on the rack, then collapsed down on a bench, trying to catch my breath as the sweat poured off me.

Mom smiled at me. "Told you, you'd be covered in sweat."

"Yeah, mom, you weren't kidding."

"Maybe that's enough for today." Mom added, "That was a pretty good workout, we will have to stretch so we aren't so stiff tomorrow. We can finish that at home."

We got in the car and took the quick ride home. I followed mom into the house, watching her sweet cheeks in those grey shorts. We took off our shoes; Mom turned on the TV, threw her sweater on the couch, and motioned for me to join her.

Mom instructed me, "Just do what I do, sweetie; a nice stretch after a hard workout like that, feels good."

A sitcom played on the TV, as mom placed one foot on the couch and reached down to touch her toes. I did the same movement, following along, and switching legs when she did. Mom then stood up, reached back, and pulled her ...

... foot up, bending her knee, stretching her quad, while holding onto the couch for balance.

Mom said, "You did good today, especially for not doing legs in a while."

"Just tried to keep up with you, mom, you're a heck of a trainer."

We switched legs a few times on the quad stretch; then mom, while standing, spread her legs and brought her head down to her knee. I felt my cock twitch again, as her tight ass was in full view.

I hesitated, "I'll try that one, but I ain't that flexible."

"Just try the best you can, baby."

We switched legs a few times on the stretch, and it did feel good to stretch my sore muscles.

Mom then said, "Lie down on your back, sweetie. I'll have to help you with this one, we need to stretch out those hamstrings."

I lay down on my back, and mom raised up my left leg. She then straddled me, using her shoulder to push my leg into a deeper stretch, while placing her other hand on my other thigh, keeping it on the floor. I could feel it in my hamstring, as I looked up to see mom's big tits hanging in my face. My shorts rode up during the stretch, and mom's hand was on my bare thigh, just under my shorts. Mom would let my leg down for a bit before stretching me out again. Each time, her other hand seemed to rest higher and higher on my thigh, and she stretched my leg farther, bringing her tits closer and closer to my face. Her hand slid up more, and it felt like she was trying to touch the tip of my cock.

"Okay, you see how that stretch ...