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A
Personal Workout
By
Samantha
After
a stressful day at work, I decided to swing by the local gym for a
workout.
Considering the time of day, there were only a handful of people
with
the same idea. I noticed her instantly on the treadmill. After dressing
out,
I sat down on the soft, gray carpet and began stretching. Her back was
facing
me. She watched herself attentively on the wall mirrors. Her ass bounced
in a hypnotic motion, as she ran at a steady pace.
Every
muscle in her toned, tanned legs flexed as she gained momentum. I tried
not
to stare, but my eyes were drawn to her in a trance like glare. We made
eye
contact for a split second in the mirrors reflection. I shyly looked away
not
wanting to draw attention. When I mustered up the inner courage to look
back
at her, she was smiling at me.
She
had such a beautiful, enormous smile. It captured me. Her hair danced
around
her face. She wiped sweat away with her wrist. I peered at her
randomly
as she moved from station to station. She pushed herself with such
precision.
I knew then she enjoyed her workouts as much as me. She seemed to
make
the exercises that I struggled with seem so easy.
My
mind drifted off. I thought to myself how it might be to rub her body down
with
oil...slide my own oiled body on top of hers. It crossed my mind that
the
feeling might be mutual when she positioned herself on the crunch machine
directly
across from me. Never taking her eyes off of me, she spread her legs
open
to me to reveal that she was wearing no panties. I almost dropped the
barbell
that I was doing curls with. She looked in the other direction as if
she
wasn't aware of my view.
I
wondered if she could read the hunger in my eyes. I still pretended to be
focused
on my lifts. She looked away as she went into movement with the
equipment.
"Oh great...another tease" I whispered under my breath. She
finished
her reps and sashayed past the lifecycle that I was now spinning
madly
on. "Nice smile" she spoke out in a low, soft, seductive voice. I
tried
to
speak, but no words would form.
She
walked on across the room to the free weights. I had endured all that I
could
stand. The mass of butterflies fluttered uninhibited in the pit of my
tired
abdomen. I had lost all focus on my intentions of coming that day, so I
headed
to the showers. I undressed and turned on the water. I stepped into
the
hot steam to cleanse away the sweat. The small remainder of the days
worries
would surely be flushed out with a bone warming shower.
I
took the soap from my duffle bag on the bench, and began to lather my body.
I
heard a crinkle in the plastic curtain behind me. I turned quickly to see
what
was happening, and there she stood! Completely naked, she just stood
staring
at me. She was more toned and defined that I had guessed she might
be.
" Not bad" she spoke out with a grin. She looked me up and down with
no
reservations
at all. I was in a complete state of shock.
The
shock turned into anxious need as she parted her full lips and said
"friends
shouldn't let friends shower alone." She stepped into the shower
beside
me and pulled the curtain closed. She looked deep into my eyes. A look
so
deep, that I felt like she was inspecting my soul. She took the soap from
my
hands, rubbed it hard in her fragile grasp until the bubbles overflowed.
She
proceeded by rubbing her hot hands on my neck, down my chest, and then
onto
my breasts. I could feel my nipples tighten as she kneaded each one in
between
her slippery fingers. Our kiss was hot and connected. Her tongue
slipped
out long and hard against mine. Feeling more comfortable, I took the
soap
back from her and lathered every inch of her body. Her skin was bronze.
Very
soft. The water beaded as the soap ran down the length of her flawless
legs.
I
could feel the ripples of her muscles as my fingers slid all over. I knew
exactly
where this was leading. I wasn't about to lay down any speed bumps.
My
right hand eased up her inner thigh, then brushed against her shower
drenched
crotch. "I want you" she moaned out. "Please take me." I
looked deep
into
her blue eyes. How could I refuse?
The
soap rinsed away as we twirled around in each others arms. I pulled her
hard
against me. Our wet nipples teased against each other. I eased her down
into
a sitting postion on the bench beside my bag. Her legs were spread wide
apart
for me. She slid her ass to the edge of the seat. I paused for a brief
moment
to admire her position. Her labia curved and spread at just the right
points
allowing me to look inside at the white liquid forming in her crevice.
Her
clit stood erect, and her swollen lips creased a path underneath.
Her
contour was perfect. She had a thin line shaved...leading a trail right
to
my playground. I lowered down on my knees to the tile. The steam rolled
around
us giving us the whole dreamlike effect. No dream had ever been this
good.
My tongue slid up her thigh. I licked and nibbled gently where her hip
and
thigh came together. Biting and pulling her flesh in the erotic grips of
my
teeth. Her body trembled at my touch.
She
lifted her a leg up over my shoulder giving me complete access. I circled
my
tongue around her clit. She eased back further against the wall. She
tasted
scrumptious. I buried my mouth deep inside of her wanting to inspect
every
fold. I tongued her to the brink of climax. I looked up at her above
me.
Her eyes seemed to beg for completion. I pounded my tongue back inside of
her
causing her to scream out. "Oh God." I felt her pussy quiver against
my
tongue
as a wave of orgasm passed through her.
I
paused momentarily. I could tell that she hadn't made love in a while. She
needed
to work her past frustrations out slowly. The first was to be the
first
of many. Reaching into my bag, I fumbled around for my toy. "Just in
case
of emergencies" I joked. "I need to come again for you" she
practically
begged.
Her voice was saturated with desire. I stood and stepped in to the
harness
of the strap on. She watched with intense hunger.
I
squatted again beneath her. She pulled her legs up on me once more. She
lowered
herself slowly inch by inch, until she was filled completely. I had a
perfect
view as she opened up to gain full entry. The penetration caused her
eyes
to shut in satisfaction. I moved slowly to allow her to adjust to my
tool.
I quickened the pace as I felt her relax. I pushed in and out faster
until
we were fucking like wild beasts. I could feel the resistance change as
she
tightened and the released her vaginal muscles around my staff. Her
breasts
slapped against my face.
Her
precision movement reminded me of the way she had looked earlier on the
machines.
I pounded hard against her spot make her legs push down hard on my
shoulders.
With each plunge she gasped deep for air. I fucked her deep and
direct.
She pumped hard against me until she couldn't hold back any longer. I
pulled
back so I could see her cum ooze out from
around my staff. She
gyrated
for several minutes and then slumped her entire weight on me.
After
a little composure, we both stood to kiss again. She knew that I was
throbbing
from fucking her...watching her buck against me...listening to her
moans.
I stepped out of the strap on and she grabbed it away with authority.
"
Face the wall" she commanded. Her words made me ache even more than I
initially
ached. I put my hands on the wall and spread my legs. I cocked my
ass
up and laid my face against the cold tiles. My pussy was on fire and
needed
relief quickly.
She
guided around...directing the tip into it's destination. With one plunge
she
was deep inside. I moaned out. "You like to be fucked with a toy that is
covered
in my juice?" she teased. I felt my knees weaken as she pulled out
and
thrusted back deep inside. I moved around and braced myself on the bench.
She
pulled out and then slammed back in. I was in pure ecstasy. My hands were
white
knuckled on the edge of the seat. I felt her hand come down hard on my
ass.
The sting sank in just in time for her to slip her toy deep inside
again.
Like
a piston she moved against me. Her thighs slapping hard against the red
hand
print on my ass. Faster and faster, she made every stroke count. She
reached
her hand around putting her index finger on my hard clit, the other
on
my hip. She worked me like a professional.
I
tossed my head back and moaned out as she ripples of orgasms captured my
body.
She removed the strap on as I slowly stood. My legs trembling from our
workout.
We moved silently back into the water. We held each other close for
about
a half hour before we decided that it was time to leave. I towel dried
us
both, and then we dressed. "Same time tomorrow?" she asked. " I
wouldn't
miss
it for the world" I answered. We have met several times over the months
now.
You would be amazed at how low my stress level has dropped.
Like
what you read? Don't like what you read? Contact Samantha at
Cancer33SS@aol
and let her know.
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