I was returning home after 4 years. I had been working as a Web Administrator
at a large firm in Essex.
My mom received me at the airport. My mom was a beautiful woman of 50. She was
a large framed lady and was slightly overweight since I had last seen her. But
as I hugged her, I noticed that all the fat had gone, and she felt firmer. Her
arms had always been thick, as they were now, but her waist had reduced
considerably. I complimented her as we drove along to our house.
"Thanks Jack! It might come as a surprise to you but I've been going to the
gym for three years now." She said smiling.
"That's very good mom." I said as we turned into the driveway.
Next morning I woke up late. After freshening up I went into the kitchen. Mom
was preparing breakfast.
"Hi mom." I said.
"Good morning Jack." She said without turning.
I walked near her and put my arm around her shoulder.
"I've missed you mom."
"I too, son." She said, kissing me on my cheek.
"You really meant it when you said you had joined the gym, ma. Your shoulder
eels really tight and muscular."
She smiled and said, "Thanks, but you haven't seen anything yet. Here feel my
arms."
She removed her jacket revealing a sleeveless top. Her milky white arms
appeared really ripped with strength, even though she wasn't flexing. I
touched her bare arm and was amazed by the tightness and muscularity of her
biceps, and then she curled her arms. Her biceps exploded into raw pumped
muscles atop her meaty triceps. Her flesh was iron hard. Her egg shaped bicep
was certainly bigger and stronger than mine. I let go of her arm after
squeezing it a bit in stupefaction.
"Oh My God!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah! So what do you think?"
"I don't know mom. Your arms are really strong."
"Yeah. My biceps measure 15 inches when pumped. How about yours?" She teased
rubbing my arms. "Still soft I see."
"Come on mom." I said jerking my arms away.
"Don't do that again sonny." She smiled. Then to prove her point she grabbed
me by my arms. Her huge hands completely surrounding my soft biceps. Veins
jutted out of her sinewy forearms as she tightened her grip on each of my
biceps and slowly lifted me in the air. My feet were a foot off the ground in
a matter of seconds my feet were a foot off the ground as mom was just one
inch shorter than my 5-11 frame.
"Mom, what are you doing?" I shouted alarmed.
She laughed affectionately before putting me down. "Just kidding, son."
My face bore an expression of fear mixed with admiration and embarrassment.
This obviously made my mom feel sorry for me.
"I am sorry son." She said hugging me.
"Its alright mom. Don't feel sorry."
"So tell me Jack. Does this make you feel scared, now that I am stronger than
you?"
"I don't know mom. May be, I am scared a bit. But I can adjust."
"Thanks son."
Later when I was alone in the evening, I thought all about what had happened
and to my utter dismay, I felt an erection in my pants. I knew, that this was
sin. But I had to admit, that I was excited at the prospect of having been
manhandled by my muscle-clad mom.
As my excitement grew, I knew that I had to see her again with all those
muscles on her firm tight body. I went upto her room and peeped through the
keyhole. My mom was there all right with her back towards me. She was wearing
bra. I saw her broad back expand to amazing proportions with sheer muscle as
she hooked her bra and brought her muscular arms forward. Her ass looked huge
but was powerfully muscled and apparently very tight and very white. Her
asshole displayed moderate hair as she bent over to slip over her panties. Her
creamy ass tightened as she leaned over pulling up her panties. I had a
throbbing erection in my pants. I unzipped and started to masturbate looking
at all those muscles in awe. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't control all
those feelings of naked, sinful desire. I closed my eyes prior to ejaculation,
and as I opened my eyes, the doorknob turned and the door swung open. My mom
stood there in utter astonishment as she saw me and then my exhausted penis
with semen all over it.
"What the hell are you doing?" She thundered.
I closed my eyes prior to ejaculation, and as I opened my eyes, the doorknob
turned and the door swung open. My mom stood there in utter astonishment as
she saw me and then my exhausted penis with semen all over it.
"What the hell are you doing?" She thundered.
I was scared out of my wits. "Mom, I am sorry. I just couldn't control myself
as I looked at you. You..you have become so ...."
"So Sexy..." She completed my sentence.
"Yes mom."
I looked at her. Her firm, shapely breasts thrust against the revealing
chemise she had on that made an unsuccessful attempt to conceal her hard
luscious treasures. I was shocked to see her rising nipples against her
translucently thin shimmy.
Suddenly she caught my wrists, slowly pulling my hands aside. Unable to meet
her stare I looked down, only to note my unconcealed arousal even though I had
just masturbated a few seconds ago. Alarmed I raised my head, only to
encounter a pair of lips and a searing kiss.
Our bodies pressed together as one. Her strong hand slid down my back, cupping
my buttocks and holding me to her. Hesitating, my tongue joined hers in
frantic, heated exploration. A sweet, silken moan rose in her throat as my
bulging maleness pulsed through her light petticoat and pressed against her
hard unforgiving body.
Her beefy arms encircled my neck, her breasts pressed against my body and our
lips parted seeking air.
"Are you sure that you are ready for this?" mom asked.
"O please mom. Don't stop." I begged her.
She pushed me aside as she stripped off her chemise and stood naked infront of
me in full glory. I just stared at her marvelling at the corded muscles of her
thighs and calves. Veins like lengths of rope unraveled down her bulging
biceps and forearms.
Mom came closer to me and once again her enfolding arms crushed me against her
breast. Her lips covered mine, her tongue forcing its way between my lips.
Half-fainting I wrapped my arms around her torso, digging searching fingers
into her broad, chiseled back. Trembling my hands played along her naked back.
The touch of breasts, open lips and her fevered tongue kindled a raging blaze
within me.
My hands trailed down to her firm hips, rubbing them as did hers. She lifted
me, carrying me into her bedroom and laid me on the bed.
"Now my darling son. You're going to get some." She said teasingly.
"What do you mean mom?"
"You'll see."
She leaned over me and before I could realise what was going on, she had
grabbed me by my waist and I was once again in her bulging arms, a foot off
the floor. Her arms spinned around as did I and before I knew it, she was
sitting on the edge of the bed, and I was face down across her huge, muscular
thighs. She grabbed both my hands with her left hand and with the other
started to spank me. Her huge, hard palms felt like steel as she gave me the
most painful spanking of my life.
"So you see son of mine. Its not so fruitful to watch your mother naked and
fantasize about her."
