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Hi everyone, this is Gowtham again. Finally, I’m back with the second part of my story. Thank you for your amazing response and feedback on the previous story. I was so amazed by the positive response I got from it.
This story is about sercise for my mom. Please read it till the end and kindly share your opinions and suggestions. Feedbacks are welcome with an open-heart at This story is a continuation of the previous part, Please read it first for a better erotic experience.
Finally, after completing my 12th class with a good score and seeing my mom smile after nearly 4 months gave me some relief. I thought I wouldn’t do those kinds of things again and behave as a good son. I never dared to initiate a conversation with my mom.
I was afraid to face her, and neither had she talked to me. No one knew that we were not talking to each other. She managed to keep herself busy, and neither my father nor my sister noticed us. She stopped wearing nighties and only wore saris. She also stopped leaving her bra and panties in the laundry bucket.
I continued to concentrate on my studies and even stopped watching porn. After a few days, one night at around 1pm, I completed my studies and was about to go to sleep. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind. I remembered the day my mom agreed to show her pussy to me about a year back.
The thoughts of her standing in her sexy violet satin nighty with her panty dropped on the floor. I was smelling her pussy and rubbing her pussy over her nighty. My fingers going in and out of her pussy over the nighty gave me an erection. I wanted to sleep.
But these thoughts crossed my mind, and I could not sleep. Finally, I woke up and went to the washroom. I decided to masturbate watching a porn video without imagining my mom. I started masturbating. The only thoughts I had were the images of me fucking her in the same washroom.
I was pushing her against the same wall and my cock deep inside her pussy, ramming her hard as she moaned. I was in a world of ecstasy and masturbated to her and had cum very hard after a long time. After that, I was relieved and went back to bed, thinking that I should get these thoughts out of my head.
After a few days, I had no classes and went home early from college. It was around 3pm in the afternoon. I reached my home and was afraid to go inside. My sister and father wouldn’t be home by that time, and I had to face my mom. It has been 5 months since I got into a situation like this.
I was in a dilemma whether to go inside or not. Suddenly, I had these thoughts about my mom and began fantasizing in my mind that I would go inside. We would fuck each other, and I had an erection immediately. But then again, I came to my senses and realized how stupid and confused I am.
On the one hand, I was afraid to face her and want to be a good guy. But I’m outside the house imagining things that are exactly opposite of what I thought of doing. I just went around the house to check if I could see what she might be doing and then decide whether or not to get inside.
But I couldn’t see anything as all the doors and windows are closed. Finally, I decided to go inside the house and knocked on the door. My mom wasn’t expecting me. She might have thought that my sister came early and I’m sure she wouldn’t have opened the door if she knew it was me.
She was in attire, which she would definitely don’t want me to see. I was completely blown out of proportions when I looked at her attire as she opened the door. She, too, was shocked to see me as she wasn’t expecting me. She opened the door.
As I was entering, she immediately rushed to the washroom. I silently went to my room as I was dumbstruck. My mom was wearing a tan (skin) color legging and a red-colored round-collared top (kurta) of my sister, which barely covered her ass.
She had sweat all over her face, neck, and around the collar of the red top. The kurta was an old one and that too it was my sister’s, so it was tight enough. I could see my mom’s bra line, and her boobs are protruding out of it, trying for a release.
Because of sweat all over her face and the chest, I could even see her nipples projecting over the top. The top was short, and it ended near the mid-thigh region. She immediately rushed towards the washroom after she opened the door. But I was fast enough to notice her ass from behind.
The skin-colored legging stuck to her skin and exposed all her sexy curves. And as the top was short, it barely covered her ass. I could see her sexy ass as she rushed to the washroom. All of this happened just in the blink of an eye, but I had a clear view of my mom’s assets after a long time.
I went to my room and sat quietly. I thought about how lucky I was to get this unbelievable sight of my mom. She came out of the washroom wearing a sari and left without asking me why I came early. I understood that she was actually doing some yoga or exercises to keep herself fit and in shape.
I was not aware of this, and even she wasn’t expecting me at that time and was caught off guard. She was using my sister’s old leggings and tops for this purpose. The very next day, I was in college, but these thoughts were driving me crazy.
I wanted to go home and see whether I can get a chance to look at her again. So, I bunked the class and left home early. I knocked on the door, and she opened the door. She was wearing the same legging and top. Even today, I had a clear view of what I wanted to see as she wasn’t expecting me today either.
She was like a sex goddess for me, and I couldn’t control my senses. As she was going to the washroom, I said I need to use the washroom first. She stopped without saying anything, with her back facing towards me. I looked at her ass as I went to the washroom.
I masturbated imagining her juicy boobs and the curvy ass and had cum hard. By the time I came outside, she had changed her clothes and wore a sari as usual. I decided to talk to her and settle the issue. She was sitting in the hall watching TV and was facing the other side.
I wanted to face her and speak to her. But I had no courage. So I stood near the door of my room and said, “I have my timings changed as my syllabus is completed. I have to just revise for my exams from now. That is why I’m coming early and sorry if I’m bothering you and your exercise schedule.”
She just gave the nod and didn’t speak anything. I continued, “I’m sorry for what happened previously. I shouldn’t have done that, but I couldn’t control myself looking at you. You were very beautiful, and it drove me crazy. Maybe it happened due to my age or hormones, but I’m not a bad guy.”
“Please try and forgive me. It has almost been around 6 months now, and I know that I deserve this punishment. But I’m trying to change. Please give me a chance. I even scored good marks in my last exams. I was concentrating on my studies and stopped thinking about other things. Please try and forgive me.”
“It is very suffocating for me with this kind of friction between us, and it is affecting my studies and my mental health. Please forgive me, and I’ll try not to make mistakes again.” She heard everything and, with a casual-tone, said, “Ok.”
Later that night, all four of us were having dinner. I saw my mom was behaving normally, which wasn’t the case earlier. She used to feel uncomfortable with me around, but that day it wasn’t the case. Although she didn’t talk to me, it was comforting after a long time.
I thought and told myself that I shouldn’t spoil this again. I studied for a couple of hours and decided to sleep. I went to the washroom, and while coming back, I noticed her clothes in the laundry basket. She forgot and left those clothes in the laundry basket.
I didn’t want to look at them but again, as I said, once a bad guy, always a bad guy. In that dilemma, I finally decided to explore it. Her tan (skin) color was legging, the red top (kurta), red color bra, and white panty in the basket she wore in the afternoon.
I took her panty from the basket and smelled it. After a long time, I again got to smell her pussy. The smell drove me crazy. I took her bra and started smelling it. I wrapped the panty around my cock and started masturbating while smelling her bra.
All my memories rushed back. It felt like I was fucking her just by rubbing my cock against her panty and the smell of her bra drove me crazy. I came hard and cleaned everything, and left those clothes in the laundry basket.
I went to my bed and started cursing myself that I wouldn’t change. But, at the same time, thoughts of having sex sessions with my mom convinced me to make any number of mistakes and wild. It was worth it. Things started to change after that.
Gradually, I observed that my mom was not that harsh on me. She started to smile. We started having a few short conversations now and then regarding my studies, college, etc. Later one day, I came home early as I wanted to have a look at her again. She opened the door.
She was wearing a pink color legging and a white top. Because of the sweat and the top is white, her boobs were clearly visible from over the top. These were my sister’s old tops. These were tight for my mom and clearly showing her cleavage.
Her big sized melons and her projecting nipples and barely covered her back as she went past me. She left immediately to change. As she came back, I asked her, “Why don’t you buy some yoga pants or tights instead of using these old, worn-out clothes? They would be comfortable to wear and absorb sweat.”
She said, “Why waste money on this as I don’t do any heavy workouts. They are enough for my workouts, and nobody would be home. So it won’t be an issue.” I asked her, “Why do you exercise? I think you are already in good shape.” I thought maybe she would take a different meaning.
But to my luck, she said, “It is because of these exercises I’m in good shape,” and smiled. I smiled and thought instead of doing these exercises only if she had allowed me to fuck her hard daily, then it would have been heaven for both. But I kept that thought to myself.
I decided that I would continue being good, at least on the outside, and satisfy myself with masturbation.
Finally, this continued for a few days. I used to masturbate imagining her without creating any doubts. The relation between my mom and me started getting better. I completed my junior college with a good score, and vacation started.
I thought I could spend more time with my mom. But my sister also had vacations, and it spoiled my plan. Most of the holidays went in vain, and finally, her schools started a month later. I had 3 weeks until my college starts. So I thought of making good use of this time to get closer to my mom again.
I started by having small conversations with her now and then. During these vacations, she stopped her workout sessions as my sister and I were at home. I asked her, “So what happened to your fitness?”
She replied, “Where is the time for me to do all these things. I was busy with the household works. I will start once your college starts.”
I thought for a second and asked, “So, you won’t work out if we are home? Are we spoiling your fitness plans?” She smiled back and said, “I don’t have any fitness plans or that sort of thing. I don’t get free time when you people are around.”
I said, “Ok, then from tomorrow, we will begin again. I would help you with the household. So you can resume your workouts.” She smiled and just gave the nod.
But I had entirely different plans. All I wanted was to look at her doing those exercises and masturbate, imagining those boobs as they swing when she bends doing exercises and imagining fucking her ass from behind. So I thought to buy her a pair of yoga pants and tops for her exercise sessions as a surprise.
I ordered two pairs of yoga pants – one light purple track and a matching purple half-sleeve night dress kind of top and other light grey track and a matching grey top. After buying, I thought that this would be too much, and it would create unnecessary doubts. So I hid them in my rack.
After a week, one day, my mom asked me, “I found some yoga dresses in your rack. Are they yours?” I didn’t know what to say. I hesitated a bit and said in a low tone, “I bought those for you but was afraid to give them to you. So I left it in my rack.”
She understood my hesitation but kept quiet. I didn’t know how to proceed, so I left there. I thought to myself that only two weeks are left from now and started to lose hope. I started to gather my certificates and other things ready as my college starts in about 10 days.
I used to masturbate at night, imagining my mom wearing those tights, exercising, and going to bed. The next day, I went out to buy some books and returned in the afternoon. What I saw was jaw-dropping.
My mom was wearing the grey track pant, which stuck to her skin, exposing her sexy legs, inner thighs, juicy pussy, and plump ass. I was out of words. Even the top was tighter for her more than what I imagined. The top ended just near her pants, barely covering her waist.
Her boobs protruded out of the tight top, and her nipples were clearly visible from the top. I entered and stood there looking at her without knowing what to say. I saw her bra and panty lying on the bed and understood that she didn’t wear them as the tracks were tight enough for her.
She covered her chest with a scarf and said, “These don’t look good on me, I guess. I look awkward.” I was speechless at sight and couldn’t utter anything. She continued, “How do people wear these? They are stuck to the skin, and the fit is very tight.”
I gathered my thoughts and came to my senses, but I couldn’t stop staring at her inner thighs and sexy legs.
Without creating doubt, I quietly replied, “These are perfect for you. People wear this because they can comfortably stretch and workout. Anyway, no one will be at home. So, don’t worry about how it looks. You look splendid, by the way. So, don’t worry.”
I said it in a low-tone without much excitement as I didn’t want to create any doubt.
I further added, “I bought these for you as a surprise. But I didn’t give them to you as I thought it would be awkward. If you don’t like it or not comfortable with it, I don’t have any issues. Anyways, I wouldn’t have given them to you if you hadn’t found them in my rack.”
She understood what I said and didn’t doubt me. She said she just tried them on as she didn’t think I would be home soon. I told her to carry on with her exercise and was about to leave the room. She understood that I’m trying to be good, and she is unnecessarily worrying about me.
But she didn’t know that I was the same bad guy with the same intentions all along. She replied, “Thanks for the surprise. I think I’ll get comfortable in these gradually as I have never worn these kinds of tight dresses. It’s not a problem for me. I will do my workouts,” and smiled.
I went to my room, changed into my tracks. I stayed there for some time, as if I were adjusting my documents and other things. I started peeping into the room from around the corner without her noticing me. I couldn’t control myself.
My mom was bending forward and rising up with her ass faced towards me as if welcoming me to fuck her. . I started losing control again.
My dick made a huge tent in my tracks, making it very difficult to control. I started rubbing my dick over my tracks and lost all control over my senses.
To be continued.
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