Naked Gym : Milfs Unprotected 19 (Breeding Erotica): Milfs Unprotected, #19

By Tori Westwood

Sometimes our basement gym can get kind of hot, so what better way to work-out than by stripping-off completely?  I didn't know Mike was staying over, so when he comes down the stairs for a gym-session I have nowhere to hide!  I don my clothes and we work out together, but the more we continue the more we both want to strip off.  Read as the pair of us gets sweaty together, doing things a woman should never do with her son's friend.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Feb 20, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393755319

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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That’s better, he said.

It feels better already.  Does it look better?

Much better, Mike said.

I moved back towards my bike and threw my leg over its middle bar.  I sat on the saddle and faced him again.  I started to peddle and my big breasts swung between my forearms.

Oh, Mrs. Cooper, that looks so fucking good.

It does? I said, happily continuing.

He walked over and came behind me.  His hands moved under my arms and they gripped at my breasts.  I closed my eyes and swallowed.

‘His hands are on my tits,’ my mind repeated, as though I needed a constant reminder.  ‘His hands are on my tits.’

He started to kiss at my shoulder, moving my hair aside and nuzzling in from behind.  His hands squeezed at my breasts and his fingers moved to pinch my nipples.

I continued to peddle slowly, pretending that there was still some semblance of a work-out happening here, but it was all in vain.  The tone was shifting rapidly, and I was welcoming it.

I like your hands on me, I told Mike.

I like my hands on you, Mike laughed.

I hummed contently as they moved off my breasts and down over my stomach.  He pinched at my ass and then moved down inside my panties.

I rode up off the seat and he pushed my panties down my ass slowly.  I stopped cycling and stood-up on the stationary pedals.  Mike dropped my panties further down my legs until my ass was completely exposed.  He gave it a kiss and let my panties fall down my legs.

Steadily he guided me back to the seat.  I sat with my ass hanging off the back of it, encouraging Mike to keep touching me.  He did all that and more.

At first his hands smoothed