Muscle and Sex - Mom
Vampire  Julius_Elysiak@yahoo.com 



Two years after my parents got divorced, I started noticing a lot of changes
in my mom. She started wearing low-cut dresses and once when she bent over to
pick a towel from the floor, I was shocked to see not only her large, firm
breasts but also her nipples. She was not just changing her dressing pattern
but there were a lot of other changes which didn't look normal to me at all. I
also learnt that she had joined a local gym and that she was going there right
after I left for my school.

Now mom has always been beautiful and even at forty-two, she looks as lovely
as she used to when she was 30. She is a tall woman, standing 5'11 and
gracefully slender. Mom and Dad were madly in love when I was a kid, or may be
I just thought so cause I wasn't really mature enough at that time to
understand love or compatibility and how those intangible things affect
marriage.

One day, returning from school early, I let myself in and heard noises coming
from the ground floor bathroom, which was weird cause neither Mom nor I used
it. Only guests who came to visit us used it and I only used it when I was in
the living room and I didn't want to go upstairs to use my own bathroom. And I
couldn't understand as to why would Mom come downstairs and take bath in that
bathroom.

Interestingly, even the door was ajar and, peeping in, I got the fastest
erection of my life as I saw my mother full naked, water dripping off her
breasts. Her boobs were round and firm topped with pink nipples. Her body was
surprisingly toned. Those long hours in the gym were finally paying off. Her
arms and legs appeared muscular and her stomach was just breathtakingly
corrugated with muscles. I had never seen a more defined six-pack in my life.
I was even more surprised by my reaction towards seeing my mom naked.

I was aware that whatever feelings I was experiencing were sinful, but I
couldn't help staring at her. I looked down past her flat stomach till I was
staring at my mother's pussy! Her tan lines were visible as she rubbed
herself, rubbing her dense pubic hair, thereby exposing her clitoral lips. My
dick was now painfully erect and it was all I could do to keep myself from
going in and shoving it into my mother's cunt.

Stealthily I retraced my steps and went out of the house locking the door
behind me. After a few seconds, I rang the bell. There was no answer so I rang
the bell again. A few minutes later, Mom opened the door.

"What are you doing here? Your school ends at three."

"We had a half day today. I am sorry, I forgot to tell you."

"That's OK, but don't you have the keys with you?"

"Oh, mom. I forgot to take them with me today. Now can you stop questioning me
and give me something to eat?" I said, irritated.

"All right, all right. I'll make pasta for you. Now go and freshen up." She
kissed me lightly on my lips and pointed towards my room.

"OK, mom." I was impressed at how quickly, she had dressed herself and dried
her hair. She was wearing a shower cap, I remembered and immediately felt my
penis hardening again. I went up to my room and closed the door. After taking
off my pants and underwear, I fondled with my penis for a while. I knew mom
was downstairs in the kitchen, so I pulled on my shorts and went towards mom's
room. It was unlocked and I was able to retrieve a pair of pink panties from
her closet.

After returning to my room, I masturbated into my mother's panties. I could
imagine myself sucking her boobs, the same way I used to, when I was a kid;
but this time for a different purpose all together.

Then, a few days later, something happened that dramatically increased my
chances of getting my penis into my mother's pussy. Once again, I came home
early from school but this time when I entered the house, I heard loud groans
and moans from the guestroom. I knew instantly that my mom was having sex and
my cock hardened. I peeped in through the keyhole and was shocked to see that
the person with mom was my uncle. And he wasn't my paternal uncle.

My mother was fucking her own brother! She had her beefy thighs wrapped
tightly around her brother as he thrusted into her cunt. My mom was panting
and groaning loudly, moaning with pleasure as her brother fucked her hard. He
then pulled out and my mom took his dick in her mouth, sucking loudly as she
stroked his penis. I saw him caressing my mom's arms and squeezing them,
feeling the sinews and hardness in her muscular limbs.

It was really surprising to see my mom transformed into a strapping, athletic
woman from the slim, slender lady she used to be.

I could see him tense and soon, he came, gushing out some cum on my mother's
face. Mom tried to swallow it but some of the white cum dripped out of the
corners of her mouth and down her chin as she continued sucking her brother,
milking his limp cock for every drop of cum. I dropped my pants and started
jerking off and knew that if I came then, and if the door opened, my cum would
shoot across the length of the guestroom floor to the bed; I was that aroused.

In between the arousal and the excitement, I realised the reason behind Mom
taking a bath in the downstairs bathroom. As I turned around to go and
masturbate, I heard my mom say, "that was good... Now I want you in my ass.
Give it to me, my dear brother." I jacked off till I came, my cum shooting out
into my mom's panties. I knew then, I could fuck my mom, get my throbbing cock
into her pussy; it was only a matter of time!

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My husband was a workaholic. He woke up early, came late and still managed to
bring work in on weekends. I became really frustrated by this. Two years back,
a month before our divorce, my brother visited me. I've had a really good
relationship with him, ever since we were kids. I was narrating my grievances
to him and one thing led to another and pretty soon, we developed physical
intimacy. I still don't know how that happened, but I've enjoyed every bit of
it.

I knew my brother never had any long-term relationships. He confided to me
recently, that the reason for it was that he had this thing for muscular
women. When he saw, that I didn't judge him for that, he started pleading and
begging me to join a gym. He made me see the advantages of having a strong
muscular body. I joined a gym just to see if I liked it. And now, eight months
later, I can't imagine my life without lifting weights. My body has become
incredible strong. I've gone from a paltry 130 pounds to 165 pounds of lean,
hard muscle. I'm particularly proud of my 38-26-36 figure. I love it when I am
able to move heavy things around the house; something which I never could
sometime back.

Ever since my divorce, my brother and I have been intimate and enjoy our
secret escapades 2-3 times a week, when my son Julius is away in his school. I
also workout in the gym when he's away after which my brother comes over and
we have our own little incest. Lately, though I've become bored with my
brother as well. I want a new lover now. He takes me for granted and I've
heard that he's seeing other women. I don't have a problem with that at all.
What I am more concerned about is that he has gained a lot of weight and has
become kind of flabby in these two years.

Coming to my son now, I am the one who raised him, and I've done a good job at
it, too. He's 16 now and stands 5'9, two inches shorter than me. He's in his
first year of high school and plays cricket and tennis and more importantly
gets good grades in school as well.

Lately, however, I've begun to notice a change in him. He seems to look at me
differently than he used to when he was younger. I've caught him stealing
glances of my breasts whenever he can, and surprisingly when he looks at me
like that I've started to feel something as well. I haven't felt like this in
a very long time.

For several months I've known that Julius masturbates, and quite frequently
too. I've discovered his hand towel in his drawer, rather soiled, with his
stale cum. And, I sincerely hope that sometimes, he thinks of me when he jacks
off.

One night, I was having trouble sleeping. I crept out of bed and walked down
the hall towards Julius's room. I knew, he slept late and I wanted to have a
conversation with someone and since Julius and I are the only occupants of the
house, there was no one else I could talk to. I was about to knock when I
heard him gasping and moaning.

Noiselessly, I opened the door. Peeking in at him I was shocked to see him
with my panties over his face as his cock stood straight up, his fingers
gliding slowly up and down on it. God! He was HUGE! Much larger than his
father or uncle for that matter. He wasn't an athletic kid. You could say, he
was soft but wasn't fat. He was around 15 pounds lighter than me, weighing not
more than 150 pounds. A thought came to my mind. If I decided to rape him, he
wouldn't be able to ward me off. I was taller, heavier and stronger than him.
Not that I would need to rape him, my panties on his face was enough evidence
to know that he fantasized about me.

Slowly, I entered his room, then closed the door behind me, locking it just in
case. It surprised me that he didn't hear me coming in. I knew the reason as I
saw earphones on his ears. My timing couldn't be better. His eyes were covered
by my panties and he had earphones in his ears; which meant, he could neither
see nor hear me. I walked soundlessly on the carpet towards the wall mirror. I
removed my nightgown and placed it on the table. Underneath, I was wearing a
smutty chemise. My shoulders and arms were bare and my nipples were visible
through the translucent fabric. The chemise could barely cover my panties. I
was a bit nervous when I saw the reflection of my legs on the mirror. My
thighs had become more rugged and sinewy and my calves had also become larger
and muscular. I looked like a javelin thrower or a short distance runner. I
flexed my arms, staring at the round, bulbous mass of muscle rising from
underneath my skin and the veins running across my arms. I looked at my lithe
yet sinewy physique and wondered how Julius would react towards it. Would he
be scared? No, that wasn't possible. I didn't look like a bodybuilder or
anything. I was still slim but with muscles. Yeah, like Rachel McLish. Not
really thick and broad, but slim and muscular. My biceps looked a little big
on me, measuring 13.5 inches, as did my thighs and calves, which were around
23 inches and 15 inches respectively. But, if I covered my body in a
full-sleeved shirt and long skirt, no one would know that I am such an
athletic lady.

Cautiously, I turned around and went to stand next to the bed. His penis was
really big. It was thick and would have measured no less than eight inches. By
the looks of it, he was near ejaculation and I didn't want him to waste his
cum in this manner.

Taking a deep breath, I bent over and snapped the earphones off his ears.

"What the fuck...," he shouted and removing my panties from his face sat up.
The words seem to have stuck in his throat as he swallowed hard and stared at
me.

"Maa.. What are you doing here? He said with an effort as he tried to cover
his erection with my panties.

"What am I doing? You want to know what I am doing? Why don't you tell me
first, as to why do you have my panties in your hand?"

He just sat there, looking down, embarrassed.

"Look here, son!" I said, softly. "I understand you are a big kid now and that
you have certain sexual desires, but don't you think it is weird to masturbate
using your own mother's panties?" I waited to see of he would say something.

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I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, I realised that I had a really suitable
answer for mom's question.

"Don't you think mom," I said, looking into her eyes, "that it is much more
weird to have sex with your own brother?"

Mom was shell-shocked as she continued to stare into my eyes. "What? How do
you know....?"

"I saw you and Uncle Robin having sex last week." I said, coolly.

She didn't say anything for some time. I sat up and pulled up my shorts to
cover my naked erection. I was about to get up and go to the bathroom so I
could stay there till Mom leaves cause it was very uncomfortable even though I
felt that I was the one who had the upper hand in this incident; having
revealed to her that I knew all about her little incestuous escapades.

"All right." She said. "Look. I know what I did was inexcusable. That will
never happen again. Now, why don't you speak up and clear this situation? Why
do you have my panties here?"

What could I say! It was hopeless. On top of that, my erection was still very
strong, owing to Mom's scantily clad body. I could see the striations in her
stomach through the translucent fabric. Her arms and legs, which were clearly
bigger and more muscular than mine, were just too much for my adolescent mind
to absorb. Right in front of me was a stunningly beautiful woman with a rugged
yet sultry body and it was a shame that I couldn't even touch that muscular
mantlepiece. I could not trace the contours of her beefy biceps, nor could I
lick those large calves.

"Well! I am still waiting for an answer." Mom said in a stern fashion.

Summoning up courage, I decided to talk. "Mom, I am sorry. But I find you very
sexy and ... and yo ... your bo ... body."

I was relieved when I saw her smiling. "What is it that you like about my
body, son?" She asked in a very innocent manner.

"You ... your mus ... muscles, maa."

"Is that right! All right now tell me. What if we were to engage in a sexual
activity only for tonight and then we were to forget everything tomorrow? How
does that sound?"

"Umm ..."

"I'll take that for a yes." She said and climbed up on my bed. I couldn't
believe it! I was actually going to touch that muscle-clad body. She pinned me
down on the bed, straddling me, after which she slid down. My shorts were
pulled off and I felt her rough, steely fingers stroking my penis. I knew, I
was big at 8.5 inches and I had a feeling of pride as she stared at my stiff
dick. A second later, my cock was engulfed in warm wetness. I could feel her
tongue licking my penis. After taking my erection out of her mouth, she
started to lick it from the base to the tip over and over. I was in bliss as
my body kept on shivering with waves of ecstasy. I knew that my own mom was
licking my shaft but I was oblivious to any kind of shame or guilt, which
could arise of it.

After a while she took my penis in her mouth and started to suck it like an
animal. Her lips and tongue were just so hot and wet that I felt myself
cumming. I guess, mom realized it too, cause she stopped sucking and instead
grabbed my prick with considerable force. A sudden wave of pain shot out and I
screamed.

"Not so fast, son! You've got to control myself." She said seductively.

She grabbed my wrists and pinned them over my head, straddling my torso with
her hard, lusty thighs. I felt her weight as she leaned over and kissed me on
my mouth, her tongue probing inside.

I could feel her dripping wet panty on my stomach, and I was glad that I was
the reason that she was so excited.

"Lower my panties, honey." She ordered and I complied. Her pubic hair tickled
a bit as she slid down a little bit and guided my engorged penis into her
hungry, wet and surprisingly tight pussy.

"Come, Julius. Come in me. I want to fuck you like you've never been fucked
before."

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I groaned as I felt him entering me. I was blissfully aware that I was fucking
my own son and I was loving it.

"Oh God, Mom, this is amazing. I've dreamt about this for months," he gasped,
pumping up into me, filling me with his thick cock.

"Come, Julius. Come in me. I want you to fuck me. Fuck Mommy. Fill me with
your nasty cum, Julius. I want it." I gasped as I felt his monstrous cock
inside me swelling even larger just before it exploded, gushing hot cum into
my pussy.

I came so hard that I almost passed out. It was the most wonderful fuck I've
ever had in my life, and when he was through coming, I slid off his cock and
down his legs and took his wet, slimy dick into my mouth, sucking him, tasting
both of us.

"Oh GOD! Mom, this is incredible!" he gasped, and I felt him swelling up again
already.

I continued sucking my son's cock until I felt him groan again, and when he
tried to pull away I wouldn't let him, mumbling for him to come in my mouth.

After he came I crawled in next to him and held his comparatively softer body
against mine. I was proud and even a bit surprised as he caressed my arms
instead of my boobs. And whenever he massaged my breasts, his hands invariably
went down to feel my stomach.

He was lying next to me as his head rested on my left arm. And I could see his
happiness when I flexed my biceps and his head would rise along with my
muscle. I hugged him closer and nibbled at his ears and neck before kissing
him passionately on his lips. He seemed to like the taste of his cum from my
mouth as he continued to trace the green veins on my forearms.

NEXT MORNING

"Good morning, mom." he yawned.

"Did you enjoy last night, baby?" I asked, taking his palm and pressing it
against my tit.

"Yes I enjoyed it. I loved it, Mom."

"Wanna do it again?"

"Yes!" he said, and in seconds I was naked and straddling his erect cock while
he fucked me hard and long this time. I came twice before he exploded inside
my pussy, and when he came he filled me with so much cum it ran out of my cunt
and onto his balls.

"Lick me off again, Mom?" he pleaded.

"Try and stop me, son!"