Getting Off With Mom
Sorry for the inconsistency in chapters but Literotica labels what I had envisioned as "parts" as chapters so I will re-organize a little and change now to avoid any confusion. What was originally chapter 6 is now chapter 3. The second part of this story was more interracial than incest so it was placed in that category instead. This chapter is short and to the point but still just a tease. Brad and Carol will do the deed I assure you but not quite all the way in this chapter.
Carol and Brad avoided each other after the events of that night. Brad was of course embarrassed about being caught spying on his mom having sex and masturbating to the sight. Carol was mortified that her son had heard her role-playing that her lover, Jerome, was Brad her son. She knew he must have heard her screaming his name as she came, lost in the fantasy. Living in the same house it was pretty hard not to run into each other though and after only a couple of days Carol decided to put an end to it. She got up the courage to talk to her son but could not find him until she heard him working out in the gym. She decided she should work out too, that way she could bring the subject up gradually rather than bursting through the door and accusing her son. The gym could also be locked, insuring that Brad's little brother Joey would not interrupt them again as Carol certainly did not want him to realize what was going on. She went to change quickly.
Brad froze as Carol entered the gym, noticing that she locked the door behind her. He couldn't help but admire her round ass squeezed into too her small booty shorts and notice that her legs were getting toned and her calves were really well defined. He struggled to make eye contact as she turned back around and not to focus on her heavy and large tits jostling around in an undersized athletic bra. The bra smashed her tits down a bit but also squeezed them together creating and exposing an obscene amount of milky white cleavage.
"Hi honey. You don't mind if I work out with you, do you?" Carol asked as she tied her long red hair back in a sporty ponytail. This thrust her chest out putting her ripe melons on full display.
"Uhhhh, yeah. No problem mom, you know I like working out with you" Brad replied while continuing to do reps on the machine.
"Well we certainly did have a lot of fun last time, didn't we" Carol commented. Brad blushed and giggled a little awkwardly as he remembered how their last workout session had deteriorated into a dry hump between mother and son.
Carol and Brad quieted down as they worked out in earnest. As Brad grew comfortable his gaze lingered on his mom' big breasts, bubble butt, and the camel toe forming in her crotch. As the two became drenched in sweat the view became much better and Brad's leering, lingering gazes were not lost on Carol. She also did not fail to notice the snake like bulge growing along Brad's legs within his loose shorts. She realized that she had better discuss the topic that brought her in here before it got too hot.
"Brad honey, I wanted to explain what you saw the other night" Carol said as they both took a break to drink some water.
Brad was blushing bright red as he stuttered out an excuse. "Uhhhh, yeah. I am so sorry about that mom, I needed ummm, a glass of water and I heard noises coming from your room, and, well...
"And your dick fell into your hand?" Carol finished for him, cocking an eyebrow and smiling warmly. "Honey its fine that you were watching. I am the one who needs to apologize; I had too much to drink and was loud and careless. I was more worried about what you heard momma saying. I want you to know that fantasies are a healthy aspect of any relationship and that a lot of couples role-play in the bedroom. However most fantasies need to stay fantasies and don't necessarily translate into reality. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, of course." Brad said swallowing the lump in his throat. He had expected to get hell from his mom for being so perverted and now here he was getting an apology from his mother.
"Just one question mom, is that one of your fantasies?" Brad asked pushing his luck a little.
"Well Jerome started that one and I was actually against it, but well..." Carol blushed deep scarlet and looked up afraid to finish. She saw that Brad's eyes were glued to the spandex of her gym shorts where it molded to her sweaty crotch and the plump swollen pussy that was clearly outlined. She also noticed the sizeable erection tenting her son's shorts and found the courage to finish. "Well by the end, I was extremely excited by the thought, as you saw. My point honey though is that fantasies don't always translate to reality and that one is not going to. I don't want you to get the wrong idea." Carol finished.
"Oh...I see. OK." Brad responded, sounding defeated. As his eyes rose to meet Carol's she saw the extreme disappointment and hurt in them. She had wanted to make her boundaries clear but she had not meant to crush her sweet son. She had to cheer him up quickly.
"You know I really liked how we worked out together last time. Would you like to do that again?" Carol asked, her green eyes sparkling and her plump lips spreading into a mischievous grin. "Whadaya say kiddo want momma to sit on your lap?"
Carol was pleased to see Brad's defeated look switch to that of a kid on Christmas morning. "Hell yeah! That would be great mom!" Brad exclaimed, his rock hard cock tenting his shorts obscenely as he sat expectantly.
"Well hold on one minute, buster. I need you to answer a question first" Carol teased striking a sexy pose for her son. "Which of my features do you like the best? Let me help you decide." Carol bent way down and stroked her toes. Delicate and slender each one ended in a perfectly manicured nail coated in midnight blue nail polish. "Does sonny have a foot fetish?" She asked stretching her toes out. "No?" Carol ran her hand over the sharp bulge of her calf muscle and along the sleek smoothness of the rest of her leg as she slowly rose. "Or did I raise a leg man?"
Carol abruptly turned around, hopping and standing straight up, causing her bubble butt to quiver enticingly. "I know I raised an ass-man. Every time I turn around I catch you staring at it with the look of a slack-jawed yokel. Well here you go sonny-boy; mom is going to do a booty-shake just for you!" Carol announced as she bent over and started shaking her meaty ass at her boy. Brad started to feel drool forming at the corners of his mouth as he watched the twin globes of his mother's perfect ass ripple, shake and collide together with tremendous slaps. Carol soon got a rhythm going getting her ass to wobble enticingly bobbing up and down. She took a hold of her booty shorts and helped really shake her ass, making it shudder and jiggle madly. Brad felt like he was being hypnotized by the alabaster orbs of his hot mother's ass, split by the thong like booty shorts she wore in the gym. Brad was amazed as his previously conservative mother did a private dance for him better than any stripper he had seen on the internet.
Carol did the splits, landing with a resounding "thwack" as the weight of her meaty mommy ass hit the cold tile floor. She rose up just enough to elevate her bulging ass cheeks off the ground and started shaking her big ass at her child with abandon. The movement of the splits had forced the fabric of Carol's shorts right up her ass crack. She looked like she was wearing a thin thong that perfectly separated her globes of flawless flesh. Carol continued to wave her trembling ass at her son, excited by the lewd performance she was giving him. She looked over her shoulder and saw that Brad was bug-eyed with lust and his hand was absentmindedly fondling the huge bulge formed by his trembling erection.
Carol stood up and backed up into Brad until his red hot shaft, still encased in his loose shorts bumped into her soft ass. She gave her son a mini lap-dance, trapping the fat plum shaped head of his cock within the tight groove of her ass cheeks. Carol began sliding up and down Brad's prick as he bent his knees and lowered himself a little giving his mom some leverage. Carol used her pillowy ass to massage Brad's cock and she clenched her cheeks together applying pressure all along his shaft as she heard her boy gasp behind her. She held his throbbing fuck-stick encased in the heavenly grip of her bubble-butt for a few moments and then released. She began sliding her matronly ass up and down her son's cock while rhythmically squeezing his cock with her pliant cheeks. She soon heard Brad's ragged panting turn manic and felt his cock bucking within the sweaty crack of her ass. She realized the boy was seconds from spewing his load and she slid off his prick and turned around.
Brad locked eyes with his voluptuous mother and the two remained silent as they peered into each other's souls. Sweat dripped off both their bodies and their chests rose quickly with their heavy excited breathing. Brad's straining erection, wrapped snugly in the thin loose fabric of his shorts, stood out like a flagpole. Carols plump lips curled up in a seductive smile. "Don't pop honey, mommy is hardly done yet."
Carol bent down straight legged pointing her shapely rear at her son. Carol began shaking her ass again sending the twin globes wobbling. She decided to show her son a trick and began twitching her leg muscles; by doing this she could raise each jiggling butt-cheek individually. She began making her ass dance for her son, the cheeks rising and falling opposite each other and in unison and crashing back down. Carol looked over her shoulder not stopping her ass shaking and made sure Brad was not touching his cock. He wasn't but was watching her intently, his eyes sparkling with lust. "You ready for more fun?" She asked with a grin.
"Hell yeah, Mom! This is amazing; I can't believe how good you look." Brad replied grinning back as his busty lil mother snuggled back against him.
"MMM, I am glad you like it honey. I feel amazing too. Let's get back to where we were" Carol said as she pushed Brad backwards forcing him to sit on the seat of the bow-bend machine. Carol turned around and resumed her lap dance wiggling her ass until Brad's raging erection was wrapped snugly inside the crack of her bubble-butt. Their combined sweat and the tremendous amount of pre-cum soaking the front of Brad's shorts provided al l the lube they needed to turn the deep cleft between Carol's tremendous ass cheeks into a wet, hot, squishy and tight tunnel for Brad's oversized dong to split apart. Brad was in absolute heaven as his mom rode her gigantic ass on top of his donkey dick. He gripped her waist and Carol continued to writhe around in his lap smothering his twitching penis. He let his hands slide down her inner thighs until his fingers rested just centimeters from her dripping wet pussy and the incredible heat radiating from it.
"Oh, that's right; you still hadn't picked your favorite part of mommy. Is it the part that is every man's favorite?" Carol questioned as she pushed his hand the final inch to cup and knead her steaming gash through the wet fabric of her shorts. Carol arched up to meet his hand, grinding her clit into the heel of his hand.
