Here is another one I enjoyed. Told him it needed a Part 2 - In the Shower. See if you agree!
GYM CLASS
They do say exercise is good for you, don’t they? Did they say it meant to be pleasurable too? You only started this class in the hope of finding a few hot men to ogle but as your luck goes you’ve got a couple of overweight guys and that’s it. Wonder why you go to all the trouble. You’re trim and look damn hot in your one piece leotard, if you may say so yourself. Ha! All those squats and sit ups you’ve been doing and no-one to admire the end results? Damn! You catch yourself admiring your ass in the mirror, damn I’m hot stuff! You laugh at your own vanity.
Still the music’s really good and you really enjoy the dance classes, really gives you the opportunity to bump and stretch out entirely.
‘Hmmm? There’s not many people in today?’ You think glancing about. Still it is early and the morning rush hasn’t happened yet. Maybe you’ll do some weights in the training room?
It’s very dimly lit but you know your way around and quickly settle into a nice routine working your pectorals. You seem to be the only one in the training room but that’s not uncommon this time of day so you continue happily with your routine. Sweat trickles down your forehead as you push yourself harder and harder, it stings your eyes and you mop it away. ‘Gosh it’s oh so hot in here’ you wonder if the air conditioning is on as your sweltering and your leotard is now patched with dark blotches of sweat. Shall I? You think cheekily as you slip the shoulder straps loose and ease it down, ‘no-one else here and I can quickly pull it up again and it feels so much cooler and liberating’. The thought of someone walking in catching you exposed excites you and you push the clinging material down to your waist and return to your routine. The coolness of the bench is refreshing against your back as your pushing hard on the weights.
You’re working out so hard you don’t feel a hand brushing against your thighs, “need a hand there Angel?” a husky voice inquires, breaking you out of your trance. You glance quickly up moving swiftly to cover yourself “hey it’s just me” the man soothes. You’ve seen this guy before working out and never thought he’d ever notice you? “Relax, and lie back babe” Slowly he peels your soaking leotard past your hips, legs and finally ankles, tossing it playfully aside.
His strong muscular arms flexing slightly as he lifts your legs over his thick shoulders. ‘But someone might come…’ your voice trails off as you feel his tongue lap hungrily at you “mmmm somebody may just do that?” he chuckles as his tongue licks and flicks ravenously at your clitoris, ‘Oh that feels good’ you moan ‘don’t stop’ you plead imploringly. His tongue flicks deep into you now, pushing the lips wide, your legs splayed high over his shoulders totally helpless to the attention you’re receiving and so desperately craved.
God this feels great! His hands caressing your hips, mouth tight against your sex, tongue exploring you deeply. You writhe contentedly on the bench, groaning happily, thrusting your hips down, forcing yourself onto him, his tongue sliding further into you, tasting you. Oh you need more, much more and you gasp as he slides a finger gently inside you, tongue now playing across the surface, holding your left leg wide and aloft, stretching you wide as a second fingers delves into you, you feel your muscles clench tight around them as they slide deeply into you, tongue lapping at your pussy lips greedily, playfully flicking at them, teasing them. Making the wetness flood from you and hungrily supping every last sweet drop.
You wriggle contentedly, cooing with pleasure and desire, his fingers driving into you endlessly, relentlessly pushing and probing into you, all the while his tongue flicking and circling your labia and clitoris.
Your whole body jerks involuntarily as a crescendo of ecstasy descends upon you, you want to scream out loudly but dare not in case it alerts anyone to what’s happening, ‘God don’t stop, please don’t stop’ you gasp excitedly, biting your top lip, stifling the rising urge in you. Your body struggles and cavorts wildly, his powerful arms easily containing your frenzied struggles. His tongue and fingers like lances of flaming lava dancing wildly inside you. Too late you can’t hold on any longer and you let out a shrill cry of bliss as your orgasm hits like a tidal wave crashing over you. Every last drop skilfully caught by his waiting mouth.
The sound of a door cracking open and voices in the doorway shakes you alert from your release, but you’re up floating, carried easily by the man towards the wash room.
‘Do you think it’s time we went for a nice long hot shower babes?’ he laughs as he strides purposefully ‘hell of a workout’ !
Sun Oct 18, 2009 11:53 pm by tee
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