DISCLAIMER - these are thoughts that roll around in my brain- the sexual contact written here is absolutely not something that is available in a session. If you request sex acts of any kind you will be black listed. Now that that is clear, please enjoy my kinky twisted mind.
Since I am used to working late, I always visit 24 hour fitness at 2 or 3 AM. I finish my workout a little after 4AM each day. Being as I’m usually exhausted, I don’t notice the people in the gym with me much, albeit there is only a handful at most. This particular night there was one guy on the far end of the gym on working on his bench. As I finished up my sprints on the elliptical, I head back to the women’s locker room. As I come closer to the entrance, the guy from the bench intercepts me. I suddenly realize how strapping he is and I am temporarily at a loss for words. He sees this and quickly takes his chance to ask if I remembered him. I told him “I have a bad memory, but I can’t place you?“.
He says that I may not remember him because he was less bulky in high school. I was the wrestling manager my freshman year and he was a senior. He said that because I was a wrestling manager we got invited to some of the same places, but I never seemed to notice him. I told him “well I am noticing you now“ which came as a surprise to me as I meant that as an internal thought…He chuckled at this and told me that he’s been noticing me for a long time… and that he’s gonna go out on a limb, but wanted to ask me to breakfast. I replied,“ I’m pretty tired and really really sweaty.” He said, “I don’t mind the first thing, you can rest your head on my shoulder and take a nap in the booth of the diner whenever you need, and the latter is actually one of my biggest turn ons.”
I responded with a giggle and then gave a tart reply, “Oh really? I’ve always fantasized about big strong men being at my mercy, but it was usually that they were graveling at my feet, looking up at me, massaging my sore legs endlessly.”
The moment became thick with sexual attention.
He saw me flush and said, “I would do anything to taste you right now“. I looked around, and as the gym was completely empty, I invited him into the women’s locker room with just a subtle nod to follow me. I sat on the bench near my locker and he got to his knees and slowly started taking off my shoes and socks. He held the soles of my feet to his face and buried his nose in between the crooks of my toes. I could see that this was euphoric for him. I wiggled my toes as he sensually sucked on each one. I was sweaty everywhere, but I could feel inbetween my thighs, getting even wetter. As he moved up towards my thigh, my leggings became an impediment. He motioned to his hands on my hips and I nodded - wordlessly telling him that it is ok to remove them. I was suddenly aware of a full sensation in my pelvis, and not just from all of my blood rushing there . I abruptly stopped him -and said, “ I have been drowning in water during my workout and I had pre-workout prior, so I really really need to pee before we continue!”
He looked up at me and then begged “Please don’t- save it for me. I’d just die and go to heaven if I could taste all of you.”
I was shocked. But looking at this beefy strong man with his lustful, pleading eyes I had to give in. I became charged with a sense of erotic power I had only experienced slipping in and out of my fantasies… I ordered him, “Lie flat on the floor and do not move an inch.” with a grin plastered on my face. I finished taking off my pants, and then stood on the floor with my left foot while using my right foot to squish his face into the tile. As with all gyms, there was a drain on the floor, so I was unencumbered with worry about making a mess… fueled by carnal desire to see him lap up my nectar beneath me, I lifted my heel and kept my toes firmly on his cheek. I let the hot liquid flow down my legs and into his face. He was inhaling desperately trying to get every last drop, but I pushed firmly with my foot so he couldn’t look upward and let it shower him- just a taste.
My piss was splashing in his eyes, his nose, his mouth, he was slightly gasping and choking while still trying to not waste to drop. A hot rush of electricity went through me and I saw his, large and raging hard cock through his thin basketball shorts.
When I was completely relieved I gave him another order, “Place your elbows on the ground with your forearms up and palms open.”
He had a glazed but slightly confused look on his face, but didn’t dare to question me. I then straddled his giant shoulders and sat my ass directly in the palms of his hands- he made the perfect seat. My ass ligned up with his mouth like a puzzle piece… and his tongue instantly begin to circle around the rim. I told him in a husky whisper, “You had better not drop me.” and he let out a muffled chuckle to say “as if”. I then proceeded to touch myself. Circling my swollen and aching pussy lips before I greedily thrust two fingers inside. I was SO turned on I just HAD to be penetrated. Within the minute I was squirting and my juices were flowing right into his face. Instinctively, I readjusted and straddled his face so he could get his tongue as deep inside my soft flesh as possible. I then had the urge to vice grip his head between my thighs smother him. I actually wanted him to have the distinct sensation of drowning… I needed him to be forced to use that brawn to escape death-by-pussy. His muffled groans of pleasure only added to the waves of pleasure he was pushing through me with his mouth. As soon as he tilted his chin up to gasp for air I stood up, about faced, stepped to the side of his hips and ripped his shorts down just enough to display that gorgeous cock.
He tried to move to assist and I told him, “Don’t fucking move a muscle”. He froze on the floor and I mounted him.
His cock could’ve been made out of stone. Hot stone padded with pulsating flesh. I rode his cock and came again and again, all while he struggled to remain motionless. His glutes flexing as he tried inconspicuously to feel the very depths of my hot and wanton pussy. Finally, the pleasure mounts inside of him and it cannot be contained. His explosions pump through me and the pleasure rises through my spine and out through the top of my head. Nirvana.
His hands finally released from the spell I cast, wrap around my hips, and I fall onto his massive chest. He is soaked in my everything. I reach up and for the first time bring my lips to his and we lock in a passionate kiss from which we only part to breathe. Minutes later, we both rise to our feet- I look at his shorts and muscle shirt clinging to his skin as if he jumped in the pool, and I say “Nice to officially meet”.
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