Having the hot mom was always difficult. All my friends would tell me constantly how sexy she looked and how badly they wanted to fuck her. I agreed with them of course, on the inside. On the outside however I always acted slightly disgusted. It's not like she could control being attractive so I never blamed her for it. My mom liked working out and staying active so she had a very well toned body. She had long red hair, sky blue eyes, stood about 5'7" with pretty nice sized breasts and the most spankable ass you ever saw.
Ever since I turned 18 I tried plenty of times to spy on her because well I was a horny 18 year old with no siblings. Plenty of times I saw her doing squats, or running on the treadmill and I loved seeing her body shine from her sweat. She tried the whole dating scene here and there once in awhile, however it never seemed to work out. To keep herself busy she began working out during her free time, something that kept her body looking great and was healthy.
Once day after my mom came home from work, she was rubbing her neck and seemed to be in a slight bit of pain. I figured it was sore from looking at a computer all day or from sleeping wrong so I offered her a neck massage. She agreed, sat on the couch and moved her hair out of the way. Applying just a bit of pressure on both sides of her neck, I could feel a small grape sized knot. Pressing down on it slightly harder my mom took in a sharp breath.
Looking down I was about to start a conversation when I saw I had a perfect view down her shirt. Her cleavage was pressed together perfectly in her bra. All I could think about was my mother squeezing her soft tits around my cock and stroking me with them. I had seen her breasts in a bikini many times over the years. This time however, I was given a birds eye view and they were perked up nicely.
"Thank you honey." My mom said rotating her neck back and forth to stretch it out.
Hearing her voice snapped me out of my imagination and back to reality. Standing up my mother stretched a bit then went to her room. Over the next few days my mother asked me for more neck massages, apparently me offering to help opened the floodgates for her wanting more. I didn't mind at all, especially on days were her top was a bit more open.
Pushing my limits on touching my mother, some days I would rub her shoulders and upper back. I wasn't sure if she minded me touching more of her body until she came home from work exhausted and asked if I could rub her feet, I happily agreed.
"Thank you so much son, let me change and wash up so my feet aren't sweaty and gross then I'll be right back."
I heard my mother's shower start and patently waited for her to be done. What felt like all of eternity was only forty five minutes of her showering and getting dressed. When she was all done she was wearing a loose shirt and short shorts. Sitting on the opposite side of the couch my mother put both of her feet in my lap ready for her foot massage. Grabbing her left foot with both of my hands, I slowly applied pressure with just my thumbs. Hearing her sigh with a soft moan was the best way possible of letting me me know how good it felt.
Anytime I made her moan, I would make sure to spend extra time on that area. Looking towards her face to try and see her expressions I noticed her the outline of her nipples poking through her shirt. My mother was enjoying herself and she wasn't trying all to hard to hide it. After rubbing both of her feet I started to move up her leg slightly towards her calves. Knowing her feet were done she moved her legs off the couch and thanked me for the foot rub.
As she walked away my eyes were glued to her ass. Her shorts had ridden up slightly from sitting on the couch and slightly more skin was showing. She made her way into the kitchen and started to prep dinner. Wanting to be closer to her I decided to help her out.
"Need any help?" I asked walking into the kitchen after her.
Turning around she smiled and thanked me for offering and said I could start by washing the vegetables. I did whatever I could to help her so I had an excuse to stay in the kitchen. This was the longest time I had spent with her in quite some time. We talked about work, friends, relationships and so much more. The night was fun however eventually came to an end once we saw the time. My mother excused herself to her room and wished me a good night.
Over the next few weeks I got closer to my mom. We talked more, gave each other hugs more often and she asked for more massages as well. Occasionally mom and I worked out together which gave me the best views of her. Before every workout mom always stretched, which meant I got a front row seat to seeing her ass.
After every workout now it had become routine that I would give mom a massage. We had gotten a massage table and I was now rubbing her entire body, well the backside at least. I loved rubbing her body immediately after working out. Normally she would shower off first put on some shorts or yoga pants with a tank top. Occasionally though she would want me to rub her down right after we got done. On these days the smell of her pussy was very potent.
First I would start on her upper back and neck. While working my way down my mother's body, if I hit spots that had her moan I would give extra attention to those areas. I always made sure to take my time while massaging her in case she was tired. If she had a long day or hard workout my mom would fall asleep while I was massaging her. When she fell asleep immediately after a work out, I did whatever I could to spread her legs apart. Standing on her sides, I would press on her thighs and slightly lift them as I did so. Once her legs were far enough apart, I would lean forward and smell the sweet aroma of my mother's pussy. Most of the time I wouldn't be able to control myself and would start stroking myself right then and there next to my sleeping mother.
On other occasions my mother would wear a pair of thin cotton shorts, these days were my favorite. My mother would lay on the massage table and let me rub her bare legs. If it was a time after she shaved in the shower she would always ask if I could apply some lotion on her legs. While I rubbed her legs down her short booty shorts would always ride up having her ass exposed to me. On these special days if I had gotten lucky and she fell asleep, I would run my hands up her thighs and squeeze her big round ass.
This time as I pulled her ass apart slightly I heard her wet pussy lips pull apart too. Knowing she was a heavy sleeper during these massages I moved my hand lower and placed it on her barely covered pussy. I slowly rubbed the outside of her shorts right where her pussy was while paying very close attention to her breathing to make sure she was still asleep. As I rubbed her pussy I felt her legs open slightly more, meaning either she was awake or her body was reacting naturally to my touch. Getting slightly nervous of her waking up soon I moved my hand away and went back to her legs until eventually her massage was over. As much as I wanted to push my limits with my mom, I knew if I took it too far then I could ruin everything. I played it as safe as I could while pushing whatever boundaries I thought was safe enough to get away with.
