My Mother, May. - Page 7

Hardaway1818 · #91 09-09-2013, 09:05 AM

superb writing! Keep going TS

tuikboo · #92 09-09-2013, 11:14 AM

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Originally Posted by Hardaway1818

superb writing! Keep going TS

U2 bro. Both of u are good and everyone is waiting to read more. Cheers.

DDAMn · #93 09-09-2013, 05:05 PM

Today no update leh?haizzzzzz....

IwantbustyKim · #94 09-09-2013, 05:18 PM

Don't rush TS. Good things take time to develop. This story reminds me of tis vedio

OmegaS · #95 09-09-2013, 05:46 PM

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Originally Posted by IwantbustyKim

Don't rush TS. Good things take time to develop. This story reminds me of tis vedio

Nice vids! Love the song!

pyrokinets · #96 09-09-2013, 08:17 PM

Alex:

God knows how Daniel must have felt when my mom finally took her leave. No doubt relieved that I am being removed, but at the same time probably agonizing over my mom’s departure.

“Mommy haven’t gone for her workout today. We go to the mall okay?” My mother, Andrea spoke up from beside me while she drove. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes which I know of only too well. “Okay…” I agreed softly.

Half an hour later, I was watching my mom strut sexily in her tight outfit into the gym entrance at the mall. She had given me 50 ringgit and instructed that I come back in 2 hours. I know that her advanced yoga class will take about an hour or so. What follows is something I want, no, I need to be there for. That gives me time for some refreshments. I didn’t have confidence to hold down a big meal, so I settled for some Baskin & Robbins ice cream to calm my nerves.

About an hour later, I steeled myself and waltzed through the gym entrance. I was still a member even though I had stopped coming here to workout lately. I was a little late. The transparent glass wall at the end of the exercise-equipment floor showed an almost empty room with the last few remaining yogi lounging around on their mats on the floor, making small talk while cooling off. My mother, along with most of the other ladies, was gone.

A knot formed in my stomach and I felt myself trembling with nervousness. I had a pretty good idea where she was. It was funny. I thought I was prepared for this, but evidently, it still gets to me. I turned and went for the stairs to the second level. More exercise machines lined the corridor upstairs, but hardly anyone even comes up here. All of the more popular equipment was downstairs.

Walking through the corridor, I came to another glass wall and door, this time the glass was opaque. No one could see past it on either side of the wall. A plate with the words ‘Women’s Only Workout Area’ was displayed on the door. Another plastic sign with the words ‘Closed’ printed on it was dangling from the door handle.

I could hear moans and sighs. They were faint, but hardly faint enough. These people were getting confident, or sloppy, depending how you choose to look at it. I needed a minute to remind my body to breathe in order to keep up with my heart which was racing with sensual thrills. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the glass door slightly, and slid in between the gap.
The voices were louder now, as were the unmistakable sounds of wanton coupling. Fortunately, the entrance was quite dark, and a large treadmill stood between me and the site of carnal debauchery. I managed to duck inconspicuously behind some tarp covered machinery before acquainting my eyes with the scene in the middle of the room.

There were so many things going on at once, my brain had trouble deciding which, who, or what to register first. My eyes eventually settled on the more familiar faces. Devonne Lim, the shapely yoga instructor was being held down, bent over a bench by Afiq the personal trainer. Her stretchy pants and panties were halfway down her ankles and her top had been pushed over her breasts. Afiq, who knelt before her, had one mouth clamped over one of her succulent perky breasts and a large rough hand, kneading the other. Shawn, the power-cycle instructor was kneeling behind Devonne, thrusting and grinding his powerful hips against her perfectly pert butt. Devonne was moaning hoarse words of encouragement to the powerfully built man who was ploughing her pussy from behind. What he lacks in finesse, he was obviously trying to make up with brute force. Devonne didn’t seem to know the difference. Her slurring moans were finally silenced when Afiq grabbed her head by her hair and pushed her mouth onto his cock.

My gaze darted off to the next familiar face, one I have known all my life. My mother sat squirming in Roy’s lap on another bench at a corner. Roy used to be her personal trainer. I guess he still is in a sense, though his focus is no longer on her physical fitness. Roy had his hands around mom’s waist and he was speaking gruffly into her ear while mom sat restlessly on his lap, watching with a deeply flushed face and droopy eyes as her yoga instructor took in cocks from two ends.

“You just can’t get enough huh Andrea? I knew you would be back.” Roy growled into her ear.

“Roooy… cut it out… Your thing is poking me… Let me go lah…” mom replied.

“You know you love it, you sexy thing.” Roy said as his hands moved onto her chest. Mom let out a shuddering sigh.

“Mmmmff… mmmff… mhhhh.. mfffhh..” Devonne uttered in the midst of wet smacking and sucking sounds. It would seem that her two partners were eager to test her yoga forged body’s ultimate limits, and they weren’t being gentle about it.

“I miss you, you know… That was so cruel, not showing up for an entire week.” Roy continued. His hands had snaked under her tank top and was now fondling her breasts underneath.

“Haaah… Roy… Stop it… I told you, I’m just here to watch over Linda… ahh…” mom moaned unconvincingly.

“Linda? She looks pretty well taken off to me…”

At the sound of her name, my eyes shot towards the third cluster of bodies writhing on an exercise mat on the floor. Linda, who I have known half my life as my mother’s friend lay there bottomless with her legs held spread-eagled by Hassan the bodybuilder. Karina, the female trainer was between her splayed sculpted fair thighs, playfully fingering and tonguing her red engorged pussy. Even with her balled up panties stuffed into her mouth, Linda’s guttural moans was the most prominent among the group.

“We’re going to give her a grand welcome party.” Roy told my mom before nibbling her ear.

“Roooy!.. Oh… ahhh…Roy…”

“Don’t worry, You’re getting a welcome back party too.”

pyrokinets · #97 09-09-2013, 08:25 PM

Sorry for the delay. Imagination isn't flowing like it's used to. Work has picked up quite a bit as well.

DDAMn · #98 09-09-2013, 09:11 PM

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Originally Posted by pyrokinets

Sorry for the delay. Imagination isn't flowing like it's used to. Work has picked up quite a bit as well.

Thank u bro.i know its not easy juggling work n writing this fantastic story sorry if u felt the push well just take like most bros here who are hooked to your story a day without update is like cold turkey hehehehehe.thanks for today's update.