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By *xxtsxxx OP Man
over a year ago
Dundee |
I’m not normally one for gyms, the whole atmosphere of them is very unnerving. No-one talks to each other, those that do communicate do it by grunting “Hi” or “Alright” and away they go to the next piece of equipment. But with the fact of gaining a few pounds on my mind I thought I’d give it yet another shot. I mean, what harm could come of it really?
A few weeks after joining I dragged my way into the gym on a Friday night, ready to do the usual silent jog, followed by whatever I could manage on the rowing machine and then maybe a short bike ride to cool down. I set my towel and water to one side and proceeded to plug my headphones into the treadmill. From my position I could see most of the gym floor including the usual “never gain a pound, never lose a pound” group jogging ladies up front across to the weight lifting jocks on the free weights. The latter are how I could tell if the person walking in behind me was male or female. If it was a male there was no change with the swing of the door. Female, however, was a different matter. As soon as I heard the door swing I could see them all begin to flex harder or pretend to put more weight on the equipment. From my point of view this was human kind at it’s funniest!
This continued for about hour or so, and as the gym started to empty, I heard the door go again. I was the only one left as it got towards closing time, so I couldn’t tell who walked in behind me. I was on my cool down on the bike as someone brushed past me. I could feel the heat coming off her as she swept past. I never saw her face. She placed her towel down and crouched down towards the rowing machine’s seat. My vision went into slow motion as I found myself staring at the most amazing lycra clad body that I had ever seen……
I must have begun daydreaming at that point as the next thing I knew, the manager was tapping me on the shoulder telling me he was about to shut the gym. “Oh shit! Sorry”, I said, making my excuses and grabbing my towel and water. I decided that I would just go home and grab a shower there instead of holding up the manager any more. I said goodbye to the girl on the desk and she gave me an odd smile back. I thought nothing of it, putting it down to the manager not letting her leave until I had. But I would find out why soon enough…
I set foot into the car park and the Summer sun was hanging low so it shone straight into my eyes. I rustled around for my keys while walking with my head down to block the light. As I arrived at my car I stopped startled. With the sun still beating down all I saw was a pair of pink running shoes, and some legs crossed at the ankles. I took a side step towards the back of my car, where a tree gave me some respite shade, and began to trace my eyes up the legs before me. As soon as I got to the top of the leggings I knew who it was. “I saw you staring at me!”. A sharp but soft voice broke the silence. I’d been caught! I couldn’t find a reply. “Well?” she continued. “Haven’t you got something to say to me?” Again, words failed me, what did she want me to say? “S-sorry?” I said in a completely unconvincing manner. She let out a light laugh at my uneasiness. “I was hoping for hello, but sorry will do. Hi, I’m Lara.” A huge wave of relief washed over me as I realised she wasn’t angry at all. “H-hi Lara. I’m Tim.” I said, still a bit shaken from her first tone. Sensing my guilt at being caught she softly replied, “So, Tim. Did you like what you saw? You were staring for a good 20 minutes!” 20 minutes?! My mind shot back to the moment she sat down. Christ, I thought. I must have been staring the whole time! My mind was shaking as much as I was, she was even more beautiful from the front and you could see she took care of herself. A rush of honesty shot through me, “Yes, Lara. I did, you look amazing!” I managed to step back slightly and take in the view again. “Good,” Lara replied. “because you’re getting me something to eat. Get in.” She motioned her head towards my car.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had been caught staring at a gorgeous woman in a public place. Anyone else would would be reporting me to the police for harassment, why wasn’t Lara? “You don’t recognise me do you?” Lara said as we drove along. I racked my brain for any memory of meeting this woman before, surely I’d have remembered seeing such a fine figure. “If I’m honest Lara, no I don’t, should I?” “Ever heard of a website called Swingspot? Ring any bells?” Lara continued. It came flooding back to me! “sexybum78, is that really you?!”, I moved back in my seat in shock. sexybum78, or Lara as I now knew her, was a lovely lady that I had met in an online chatroom, the aforementioned Swingspot, months ago. We had sporadic chats but she had drifted away from the scene and I had almost forgotten her. “Wow!” I went on. “And you remember me after all this time?” Lara began to explain. “I hadn’t noticed you when I walked into the gym this evening, I went about my workout and as I lifted myself from the rowing machine I turned to see you gawping at me from a million miles away. I recognised your face but I couldn’t put my finger on who you were and why I knew you. That was when I went a spoke to the girl at the desk to find out what she knew about you. We were having a chat about where I might have met you when it suddenly clicked. I hope you don’t mind but I told her it was a swinging site.” “So THAT’S why she smirked at me then Lara….” “Oops, sorry!” Lara butted in. “Oh well, I never liked that gym anyway. He he.”
“So what are you cooking me?” Lara asked excitedly. “Cooking?! I thought you wanted to go out somewhere.” Lara gave me a stern look before asking “Do I look dressed to go out? I’m bright red, out of puff and sweaty as hell! We’re going to yours, I always remember your profile said you could accommodate, so you are.” She finished with a little smirk, much like that of a child who just got their own way. She was right, I did have my own flat, no-one would be around to disturb us so I just drove.
Five minutes later we arrived at my flat, a cosy little number in one of the nicest parts in the country. I parked up and got out quickly to run around the back of the car to open the door for Lara. She thanked me as she stepped each toned leg out of the car. I thought to myself that she must have done a lot more than 20 minutes on the rowing machine to get legs like she did! She grabbed her bag from the back seat and followed me towards my front door. I hurriedly unlocked it, opened it and stepped aside to let her in before me. Lara stepped in to the flat and started nosing around as if looking for evidence. “You still don’t have a woman in your life then, Tim.” She said as an exclamation more than a question. “Can you tell?” I replied. She just smiled. “Right,” she said. “I’m having a shower, you’re pouring the wine and no peeking through the cracks in the door! Which way is the bathroom?” Again, more matter of factly than asking. I showed her to the bathroom, explained how the shower works and she shooed me out of the door locking it behind me.
She seemed to be taking forever, I wondered if she was OK but wasn’t sure to ask. Finally after 30 minutes I tapped gently on the door. “Are you alright in there, Lara?” I asked. “Yeah, I’m fine Tim, I hope you have that wine ready, you’re going to need it. Go and sit back down in the lounge and I’ll be there in a minute.” What could she mean I’m going to need it? What was she even doing in there that was taking so long?
After another 10 minutes I heard the latch on the bathroom door click. I could see the door from where I was sat, as I said, my flat is cosy. Slowly, the door swung open. Lara was stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a pair of black lace French panties and matching bra. She had her long brunette hair tied up to one side and her make up was flawless. My chin hit my chest! She. Looked. Incredible! “See, told you you’d need that wine! What do you think? Better than my gym gear?” She asked. I just stared. “Well, come on then, come and see me.” She winked. As I stood up I could do nothing to hide the bulge in my gym shorts. She noticed straight away. “Lucky that didn’t happen in the gym, eh Tim.” she giggled. ” I think dinner can wait!” she said as she reached down, stroked my cock and then gripped it as if to lead me by it. “Which way is the bedroom?” I just walked behind her as she led me around the flat, she seemed to know the way as if it was instinct.
Lara swung the bedroom door open and stepped onto the lush thick carpet I had laid when I moved in. I looked down to see her running her perfectly painted toes through the thick pile as if it were sand. “I think you’re over dressed, Tim.” She said as she let go of my cock and grabbed the base of my t-shirt. In one motion she lifted it over my head and threw it on the floor and before I could protest her thumbs found the waistband of my shorts and started to slide my shorts down my legs. As they reached my thighs they couldn’t hold my erection any more and it sprung from its prison with pride. Lara let out a gentle gasp as she let the shorts drop to my ankles. “Mmmmmmm” was all she managed to murmur. She gently wrapped one hand around it and lowered her knees to the floor to steady herself. She looked up at me from below my cock and stared straight into my eyes as she slowly opened her ruby red lips and placed the very tip of her tongue just below its throbbing head. She looked up at me again as if to ask for permission. I gently nodded my agreement and she wrapped her painted lips around the head of my engorged shaft. I moaned as she flicked her tongue against the base of my cock as she began to gently rock back and forth on her knees, each time sliding more and more of the 9 inches in front of her into her mouth. She felt amazing. She knew exactly where to place her tongue to cause maximum enjoyment. She sucked with different pressure to make sure I felt every single flick. She was driving me wild with lust and she knew it!
Lara could feel that I was ready to come and eased off. “You’re not getting to come that soon mister!” she said with a smile. “Lie down on the bed, I have something to show you.” I did as I was told and lay down, she shuffled me further down so my feet dipped off the end and stood back up. She smiled as she reached to the clasp of her lace bra and unclipped it. She wrapped one arm across her chest and pulled the bra away letting it fall next to my clothes. She kept the arm where it was for a few seconds and then let her chest fall into place. Her breasts were as amazing as the rest of her, supple and pert and not a blemish in sight. “Do you like them?” She asked, already knowing the answer. “I hope so because I have something else for you too.” She turned her back to me, slid two fingers inside the waistband of her tight panties and started to pull them down her legs, bending at the hips to make sure I got a front row view of her delicious pussy and incredible ass (I could see why she called herself sexybum78). I could see how aroused she was by the fact her sex glistened in the light. It looked so inviting. She quickly snapped back up and turned to show me her completely nude figure. She had a neatly trimmed patch of hair above her lips which only served to frame her perfection. She began walking towards me and my cock twitched in anticipation at her touch. She noticed and smiled. “He’ll get some more action soon enough, but right now it’s my turn.” And with that I found out why she had moved me further down the bed. She climbed next to me and slowly swung one leg either side of my face. She rested back onto her heels so her pussy was inches from my face. I inhaled her scent. It was beautiful. Sweet and musky. I slid the tip of my tongue as close as I could towards her glistening lips but it was just out of reach. She giggled, “Ah, ah, ah! It’s polite to ask first!”. I was so aroused that the words just fell out of my mouth. “Please Lara, let me taste you.” She rocked back slightly to place her knees either side of my ears and lowered herself directly onto my lips. I started to lick like I’ve never licked before. She tasted wonderful. As I began to flick my tongue over her clit she began rocking on my face. Her lips began to moisten further and she began to moan and breathe heavily. I continued to lick her, taking in her juices and she began to grind into my face, she took one hand off my chest and grabbed my hair, pulling my face into her further. I licked faster and faster to her beat until she stopped rocking, pushed down onto me and let out and loud moan that would have woken the neighbours had it not been for the stone walls. I felt her juices start to run down my chin to my chest as she lifted her leg back over me and collapsed next to me.
I seized my opportunity to pounce and get what I had wanted for so long. I grabbed her by the hips and arranged her worn out body into position. “Tease me will you?” I thought to myself as I concocted a plan of revenge. As Lara lay there, spent, I parted her legs and shuffled in on my knees until her sexy thighs rested on the top of them and the head of my cock was less than an inch from her soaking wet pussy. She lay in ecstasy as I moved the tip towards her parted lips and slowly put the first inch inside her. This caused her to stir from her state and she became instantly aware of where she was. I motioned as if to slide more into her and then slid further out. She moaned and moved her hips towards me as if asking for it back in. I slid about half my cock into her and she gasped with approval. I just left my cock there for a few seconds until she opened her mouth just a little and whispered “Please, fuck me.” I pretended not to hear. “Please.” She whispered again. “Fuck. Me.” I slowly began to put pressure on to slide the rest of my cock inside her and she moaned more with every inch. She wrapped her legs around my hips to make sure I wasn’t able to slide fully out again and I began to realise why she worked out so much as her python like grip pulled my whole length into her. My carnal urges took over as her pussy gripped the base of my cock and I began to pump harder in and out. As my rhythm built she pushed down on my back to make sure the with every thrust my cock banged against her g-spot sending ripples of pleasure through her. Her perfect nipples tightened and I began to flick my tongue over them as I fucked her. She started to circle her hips in time with my thrusts and I kissed her neck to keep control of her. I could see her body was almost ready to come again and she began to beg for me to fuck her harder. Willing to oblige, I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders so my cock would go as deep as possible, hitting her g-spot every time, harder and harder. As her orgasm built, her pussy’s grip was getting tighter and tighter as if to milk my cock for all it’s worth. I began to breathe as heavily as her and knew we both weren’t going to last much longer. I announced that I was about to come and Lara gripped my cock with all she was worth and let out an animalistic groan as a massive orgasm ripped through her body hitting every muscle on the way through. The intense grip forced me over the edge and I began to pump stream after stream on cum into her pussy. It felt like I would never stop. Eventually her grip let off and we both collapsed next to each other, both covered in sweat, juices and cum. “I don’t think we need the gym anymore” I panted to Lara. She gave a wicked smile back. |
