It was some time during the spring I turned 19 that my mother started to take an interest in her overall health and physical condition. As long as I could remember, Mom was always 20 to 30 pounds over weight, never exercised, and every night after work turned into a couch potato. After she had my twin sister Linda and I Mom never lost the baby weight.
Growing up Mom and Dad were always very affectionate and very much in love, but over the last five years Dad's physical attraction to Mom was noticeably waning. I remember one day finding him in the family room alone looking at their old pictures from before I was born. He looked up smiled and said your mother was the hottest women on campus and in town, then he sighed a little and showed me a picture of Mom. She had to be about twenty and was wearing a bikini at the beach with two of her girl friends. Her bikini was just barely covering her; it was all white with tiny straps and a thong bottom. Her tan skin against the white was mesmerizing, and her tits were D-cups that stood up all on their own. I was amazed that the slender toned sexy hot girl was once my Mom!
"See what I mean?" Dad said, and I nodded. After that day Dad was still affectionate but that extra special look was gone from his eyes and Mom could tell. It seemed to me his lust and excitement had finally been lost.
Over the next few years, Mom seemed to lose interest in taking care of herself and began packing on the pounds. Dad was spending more time at work, working on the house and hanging out with his buddies, it was like he was avoiding time with her. The two of them grew distant, and my sister and I felt the void between them, even though, it never changed their relationships with us.
It was early spring, and I had just turned 19. The regular wrestling season was over and I had an un-defeated season, my third of several. My record automatically put me into the State finals, and at the finals, I dominated the 165-pound weight class and brought home first place for my school and me. The following week our school had its annual sports banquet to honor their athletes. I was seated with my family and two other families waiting to be served our dinner. Just as we were being beckoned to our seats, I looked over and saw Mom clutching Dads' arm and turning as pale as a ghost. Dad turned and grabbed Mom just before she would have fallen to the floor, He was saying "Ann, Ann, can you hear me?" Her eyes where open, but she wasn't responding. One of the women at are table called 9-1-1 on her cell phone and before I knew it we were in the car following the ambulance to the hospital.
It turned out that Mom had suffered an arterial blockage, and she had to have a stint put in to correct the problem, it was her wake-up call. She couldn't believe this had happened to her, because she thought she was in better health. When she was released a few days later her entire outlook on life had seemed to change, for the better.
About a week later Mom found me outside vacuuming the pool and asked me if I would take a break. We set down on the edge of the pool and Mom began asking me about my diet and training regiment that I kept up all year. We talked for more than an hour about what foods to eat, what exercises to do and when to do them, and for what result. The next day Mom began her fitness plan that she and I designed, by summer she had lost 20 pounds and she didn't let up. I helped her with strength training and core workouts; she was starting to look damn good. By fall, she had shed 50 pounds and now she was seeing the difference in her appearance, and that is when I noticed her other non-physical changes.
At first Mom would always wear baggy sweats when we worked out in our basement gym, but now she was wearing tight little sports bras that made her tits look like they would explode out at any minute, and tight work out shorts which told me Mom had gone Brazilian on her bush. As we worked out I couldn't help but look at her even though I felt guilty because she was my Mom. The funny thing was she seemed to like it when I looked at her that way, sometimes for a second I could see a little evil smile cross her lips, and then she'd do something that would give me a full look at her sweat glistening tits. My sister and I began to notice she was becoming more and more free around the house when she was nude. She started walking to and from the shower with nothing on, and would get changed with her door open. Dad didn't seem to mind and honestly neither did I.
I found myself waiting to get glimpses of her naked body, which was no longer the shape of a meatball, but a hot 40 something MILF in great shape. Her ass was so tight and her tits didn't sag like they used to and her pussy was smooth not a pubic hair in sight. At night I found myself jerking off to fantasies of my Mom, imagining what her ass and pussy must look like from behind and how her nipples would feel in my mouth. I felt so ashamed, but she looked so good.
Soon Linda and I noticed Mom and Dad sneaking off more and more to different locales in the house. Linda would laugh and say "it's quickie time!" when they disappeared. Linda started calling me out on sneaking around trying to get glimpses of Mom. At first I got mad and denied it, but after she told me she liked to see Moms new body too I dropped the charade. It was like the house was electric with sex and tingly excitement and Mom was the lighting rod.
One Saturday afternoon I had been over at a friend's house helping him jet the carburetor on his dirt bike. When I got home both cars were gone, which meant Dad and Linda were out. I went into the house and headed for the kitchen for something to drink, then headed upstairs to my room. As I got to the top of the stairs I heard a moan, and then another, it was Mom and it was coming from her bedroom.
I slowly moved toward the room, where I found the door open just enough for me to see, Mom was lying naked on her bed with a huge black dick shaped dildo jammed in her sweet pussy to the hilt. I could see her pussy lips glisten, which told me she was soaking wet and had already cum at least once. Her eyes were closed and her left hand was pulling and pinching her nipples. She was in shear ecstasy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, my newly hot Mom fucking herself with a dildo and squirming all over the bed and moaning. At that point male instinct took over and I didn't care if she was my mother or not. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my already rock hard dick. Drops of pre-cum were already coming out of the head. To this day I can't remember ever being that hard or turned on, and the fact that she was my mother made it even hotter and dirtier. She was getting close to orgasm as her hand worked the big black dildo in and out at a faster pace, and I stroked my dick at the same rhythm. Her other hand was all over her tits and nipples, I squeezed my balls with my other hand and then used my thumb and fore finger as an "O' to just stroke the head of my dick. She bucked violently jamming the dildo in deeper and then with a loud scream of intense ecstasy she squirmed and bucked uncontrollably cumming in wave after wave. At the same time my balls exploded giving me the most intense orgasm of my life, I shot cum all over the hallway carpet and as it came out I swear I almost passed out. When I came to my senses I saw mom still panting on the bed with the dildo next to her. In the hall I took my shirt off and quietly tried to clean up my cum from the carpet.
That night at dinner I was very quiet, Dad was telling a funny story about our neighbor Mr. Stone who was stuck on the roof of his house when his angry wife took down the ladder and wouldn't put it back until he admitted she was right. The whole time I didn't make eye contact with Mom even when she asked, "Evan is there anything wrong, you're very quiet." I answered "No." and looked up at her and those beautiful tits cleaving at the dinner table, then I looked right back at my plate.
I excused myself when I was done and headed downstairs for my work out. About an hour later, I was running on the treadmill when Linda came down and sat next to me on the weight bench.
"Well, spill it!" she asked.
"Spill what?" I said breathing heavy and running.
"Something weird happened today, you were so quiet at dinner and you were afraid to make eye contact with Mom. Did she catch you spying on her?" Linda probed.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head no.
"That is it, ha-ha, I'm going to go ask her and see what she says." She hoped up and headed for the stairs.
I stopped running and said, "Aright alright I'll tell you what happened, but you better swear not to tell anyone."
"Fair enough, you can trust me."
We sat down on the bench and I told her what I saw, but I didn't tell her I jerked off to it. After I told her she just sat there with a blank look on her face, I thought I should have kept my mouth shut.
Then a big grin crossed her face and she laughed hard, "you expect me to believe that all you did was look? You're a horny bastard; you mean to tell me you didn't jerk it to Mom?"
I looked at her with squinted eyes and huffed.
"I knew it, and that must explain the wet spot I saw in the hall when I got home, ha ha!" She said cheekily to me.
"Don't you dare mention this to anybody Linda or you'll get it!"
Linda looked at me and said "Oh I won't tell but next time you better come get me that whole scene got me hot."
I stood up and looked at her, "Are you crazy, do you know all the different perversions that went on, and you find it hot."
"And you didn't?"
I really couldn't deny it I was the hottest thing I ever saw live and in person. When I didn't answer, Linda remarked, "Thought so."
She got up and started to leave, then stopped and said, "Remember our arrangement." Then she tapped my nuts with her hand and went upstairs. I was thinking this house has gone crazy.
Later in the week I was in my room laying on the bed reading when I heard a soft tap on the door. "Come in," I said. The door opened and it was Mom, she had just come back from her after work run. She was wearing yoga pants that tapered to her ankles showing every nook and cranny. Up top she was wearing a zip up hoodie with a sport bra underneath, now it was unzipped displaying her newly toned abs. I felt my dick stir in my shorts when she came in and sat down next to me on the bed.
