0 comments/ 26494 views/ 4 favorites The Gym By: unit555 Dave enjoyed working out at the gym. When he started it was merely a chore. At age 31, he was a strong, but overweight, fireman working in a large suburb in California. He decided it was time to get into shape. He began with the treadmill and Stairmaster and then began lifting to maintain his strength. In the process, he learned everything he could about training and lifting. Within a few months he noticed two things. One was that he was looking good. The extra weight had started to melt away and he found energy he had forgotten existed. The second, even better thing, was the hot redhead who had been working out at the same time he did. At first it was sporadic. Then she always seemed to be working out at the same time he was there. She had an incredible body. Tall, lithe, and tight with large firm breasts. Her wavy red hair came down to her shoulders. Dave watched her body between sets as she worked on the Stairmaster. Her tight ass moved beneath her spandex workout shorts. She had a familiar look about her. Dave knew he had seen her somewhere but could not place the face. This went on for two weeks. She always seemed to be somewhere Dave could watch her. One day he had just put heavy weight on the bench when she walked by. Dave had no idea why he did it but he blurted out “Excuse me.” She stopped and looked over at Dave. “Yes” “Would you mind spotting me? I don’t think it will be a problem but I would hate to be under the bar if I miss a rep.” She smiled. “No problem” Dave was pretty sure she spoke with an Australian accent. Not a thick accent, but noticeable. As Dave lied down on the bench he glanced up at the beautiful woman. His eyes traveled from her large breasts to her six pack stomach and bare midriff. As his eyes traveled further he imagined he could see the outline of her pussy lips through the spandex. He grabbed the bar and tried to concentrate on the set. He pushed out a respectable number of reps before racking the bar over his head. “Thanks” he said. “Anytime. I see you working out her a lot. You’re a fireman right?” “Yeah,” he replied. “How did you know that?” She responded with a small laugh. “It’s written on nearly every T-shirt you wear.” Dave blushed. “I guess you’re far more observant than I am.” He stuck out his hand. “My name is Dave” She shook his hand. “Simmone” “Well Simmone, thanks for the spot. If I can return the favor just let me know.” “Actually,” she replied “I was thinking about starting to lift weights in addition the aerobic stuff. You seem to know what you are doing. Would it be alright if I worked out with you today.” “I’d like that. I was going to spend the rest of the day working legs. If that sounds good to you then I would be happy to show you the ropes.” They went through the gym working out and making small talk. She said she was an actress. He asked if she had been in anything he would have seen. She gave a shy smile and said she had a decent part in a TV show but did not elaborate. Dave could not take his eyes off her while they worked out. He marveled at her tight legs at the squat rack and nearly drooled over her ass while she did leg curls. The stirring in his shorts was always in danger of getting out of hand. When she spread her legs on the butterfly machine he knew he was in real danger of sprouting a boner right there on the gym floor. They had both worked up a good sweat by the end of the workout. The glisten between her breasts was driving him crazy. “I really enjoyed working out with you Simmone. Would you like to go out for coffee or something this week?” “That would be great. Are you free today?” “Sure, my duty day is tomorrow. I can met you out front in 20 minutes.” “Great” she replied. They went out for coffee that day and dinner the next day he was off. Dave found her easy to talk to and enjoyed her company. They continued to date for a week. In that time they shared a kiss at the end of each evening and one night he spent an hour feeling her hard body through her clothes. Dave did not mind taking things slow but was looking forward to enjoying the delights her naked body had to offer. Dave’s next duty day was Sunday. His crew came back from a morning fire and sat down to eat a late lunch. One of the fireman turned on the TV and the first thing Dave saw was Simmone running across the screen in a swimsuit. “Holy shit!” Everyone turned to him. “What?” one of the guys finally asked. “I’m dating her; for the past week!” “You’re dating a Baywatch lifeguard. You are full of it.” “I’m not kidding. I met her at the gym and we started going out last week. She said she was an actress but she never told me about this.” “You want us to believe you are dating a woman who stars on ‘Baywatch Hawaii’ and you had no idea. Come on, were not idiots” “I’m serious as a heart attack.” “If that is true then you are my personal hero. What is she like in bed?” “I have no idea, but I think we have some things to talk about before I can find out.” ---***--- Dave arrived at Simmone’s apartment when he got off duty the next morning. She answered the door wearing a short silk robe. She looked as though she had just gotten up. Even with her hair rumpled from the pillow and a sleepy look in her eyes she looked incredible. “What are you doing here, Dave. I didn’t think we were working out for another hour.” “I had some questions. You see, I was watching TV at the firehouse yesterday and a certain program came on at 1 o’clock…” “Oh.” she looked down. “I was going to tell you soon.” “Why did you wait at all. Did you think I was some kind of gold digger or did you just think I was that shallow? You could not have possibly believed I wasn’t going to find out.” “No,” she quickly responded, ”it not that at all. I wanted to tell you its just that, I have trouble dating guys who only see me as a ‘Baywatch girl’. They think I have no brains and will just hop in the sack at the drop of a hat. I really enjoyed getting to know you last week and I wanted to tell you but….you were so down to earth and together I didn’t know how you would react.” “Simmone, I don’t care what you do or how famous you are. I care about you. You are funny, intelligent, and the fact that you are hotter than a bullet doesn’t hurt either.” He grinned. She smiled and wrapped her arms around him. “I’m so glad you understand.” When she did not let go of him he leaned down to kiss her. The kiss was as passionate as any they had experienced but seemed more intense. Somehow he felt as though they had passed a point where it was alright to press on. Her tongue sparred with his as he guided her back in through the front door. Dave began to rub his hands up and down her back. He could not feel a bra strap. He must have woken her up when he came over. His cock began to stiffen at the thought of her breasts separated from him by a mere layer of silk. She felt his cock harden and ground her pelvis against his stiffening rod. Dave slid his hands slowly down her back until he felt the swell of her ass cheeks. Her ass was rock hard and she moaned as he slid his hands under her robe to squeeze her naked rear. Simmone wrapped her legs around Dave’s hips while he carried her to the couch. Dave knelt in front of her as she sat down. He continued to kiss her and taste her lips while he reached for the tie on her robe. He pulled on the tie and watched the silk robe part. He first saw the space between her full round breasts. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and gasped when he saw how perfect her body was. He leaned forward and began to kiss her breasts as his hands wandered up and down her firm thighs. He sucked on her right nipple at the same time his hand began to wander through the neatly trimmed patch of red pubic hair. He worried her left nipple with his tongue and she spread her legs. His finger went to her cunt lips. Not enough to penetrate her but just plowing between her lips to tell her more was to come. Her breathing quickened as he licked the valley between her breasts and kissed his way down her tight stomach. She spread her legs wide when she realized what was about to happen. Dave continued to kiss his way down her body. He paused when he reached the top of her slit. He softly blew a stream of warm air against her pussy. “Oh please, Dave” Dave stuck out his tongue and licked a long stroke up her cunt ending at her clit. When he tongued her swollen clit she cried “Oh God.!” Dave continued to eat her cunt alternating between long strokes and short licks. Her ass squirmed on the couch when he penetrated her cunt with his tongue. Dave reached up to squeeze her perfect breasts while his tongue continued to probe her delicate folds. She squirmed on the couch moaned continuously and her juices ran down between the perfect globes of her ass. Her breathing quickened when he pushed his finger in warm, moist cunt. He rotated his finger to press against her g-spot. Simmone’s stomach tightened and she placed her legs over Dave’s shoulders She screamed. “Oh Dave, I’m cumming. Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhh.” Dave kept his tongue on her clit without moving while she came down from her orgasm. He gently applied pressure to her clit with his tongues to prolong the moments of ecstasy. She looked down her body and gazed into his eyes. “That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt” she softly said. “Well, I wanted to make sure I made a good first impression” he smiled as he answered. “It was an incredible first impression and I’m going to show you how incredible it was.” She pulled Dave up next to her on the couch and began to provide him long sensuous kisses. As she began to run her hands under his shirt she swung her leg over his and straddled him with her bare, and still very wet, pussy. She pulled his shirt over his head while she ground her sex on his hard cock. Simmone began to kiss her way down Dave's chest taking care to lash his nipples with her tongue. Dave started to squirm at this unaccustomed attention. Soon she was kneeling between his legs kissing and nibbling his hard cock through his pants. Simmone pulled at the button on his pants and they came undone. She slowly pulled his pants and underwear off and turned to face his rock hard cock. She blew gently on his meat and then started to lick the base of his cock with the very tip of her tongue. Dave looked down between his legs just as this goddess began to slide her tongue up his shaft. She opened her mouth and took him between her lips. After working the head with her lips and tongue, Simmone took him completely in her mouth and proceeded to swallow his entire 7”. Dave moaned as he felt the muscles of her throat massaged his cock. She knew he would not last long after all the teasing he endured over the past week She worked him slightly quicker sensing he was about to come. Dave felt the point of no return as he placed his hands in her hair. Simmone worked her tongue around the sensitive area of his cock, beneath the head, and felt it swell and pulse. Dave moaned loudly and she moved quickly up and down his shaft using both her hand and her mouth. She felt the first shot of jism race through his cock and down her throat. Four more large doses of cream followed the first. Simmone swallowed each of them and kept her mouth around his organ as he began to shrink. She very gently massaged his cock with her lips in the afterglow of his orgasm. “Wow, I may never be the same again. You may have ruined me for any other woman.” “Good.” She smiled, “I guess I will just have to keep you for myself.” -***- They held each other basking in the afterglow of an incredible orgasm. Simmone looked at Dave and said “I just got up and now I’m all sweaty. Want to take a shower?” “Wouldn’t dream of missing the opportunity!” Dave followed Simmone’s naked ass through her apartment dropping the rest of his clothes as he went. Simmone entered the bathroom and turned on the water in her big shower. When Dave climbed in after her she already had the soap and was lathering up her body. Dave moved behind her and placed his hand over hers taking the soap. “Let me help you with that.” Simmone backed up and felt Dave’s hard cock press between her ass cheeks. Her nuzzled her throat and reached around her body. He moved the soap all over her front side paying special attention to her breasts and the sensitive underside. His left hand dropped down between her legs and felt she was still wet. He moved his middle finger in slow deep circles around her clit. Simmone squirmed at this new attention and began to breathe quickly. She finally turned around in his arms and fell to her knees. For the second time that morning Dave felt her mouth on his cock. This blow job was different than the first. Instead of soft and caressing, this blow job was firm and demanding. She sucked as hard as she could and pulled at the base of his cock with her right hand while working her clit with her left hand. She was close to finishing and wanted Dave to finish with her. Dave felt his body start to respond. He put his hands out to hold himself up. Just when Dave thought he couldn’t take any more Simmone came and screamed around his meat. Her fingers lashed her clit and dipped into her dripping pussy. She continued to push in and out as her silky walls contracted around her own fingers. The vibrations around Dave’s cock were too much and he was nearing his second orgasm. Dave pulled Simmone to her feet and pressed her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist as the warm water bathed their bodies. The tip of Dave’s painfully hard cock found the entrance to her wet open pussy and he thrust into her with one savage motion. Dave looked into her face surrounded by a flash of wet red hair and watched her scream as the sudden intrusion brought her to a third orgasm. He felt the walls of her cunt contract around his cock. He managed three strong strokes before his own cum started to overtake him. Not sure if she was on the pill, he managed to find the words “I’m gonna cum!” Simmone just moaned in response and tightened her legs around his hips. Dave could not take it anymore. He pushed into her pussy as far as could and came. “Ahhhh…” was all he could manage as he fired his seed deep within her womb. Dave had never known an orgasm to be that intense. He held himself in her soft, warm folds until his cock softened and slid out. They held each other under the warm shower rain for a few minutes as they came down from their sex-driven high. They finished their shower with gentle caresses and kisses. Soon they fell asleep in her big four post bed. Until later that day… -***- The Gym Amanda, has invited her two best friends to her gym. The ladies have done a aerobics class and are now doing the cool off period. Caroline is in the treadmill, while Amanda and Michelle ride the exercise bikes, they notice these two guys watching them. But they're really to wrapped up into there own conversation to pay any attention to them. The owner comes over and hands Amanda a set of keys so she can lock up for him, he's tired and just wants to get home. Noticing that's it's getting near closing time, she goes and locks the doors, and the ladies head off to the showers. While in the shower, lathered up, they tease and play with each other. Letting the hot soapy water flow over their bodies. Giggling and laughing they don't notice the men spying on them. That is until one of the men knock a waste basket over. Hearing the noise, the ladies walk towards the noise, then suddenly there stands two naked men. Amanda's remembers them, Caroline gives them a stern look and Michelle stands there with her mouth agape. Caroline finally speaks, "Hey, what are you looking at! Didn't your mommy teach you proper manners? Don't look at us, look at the floor.:" The men, not used to such a commanding voice, feel ashamed of themselves and are compelled to obey and look down, blushing. Not at all satisfied with the now demure posture of the two men, the women start plotting a proper punishment for their transgression. They whisper, softly hardly audible over the sound of the running water. Then Amanda heads out into the now empty gym. Caroline orders the men to strip and get in the showers. They seem hesitant, and are blushing, then Caroline tells them to strip again and that's there just any way out of it for them. Reluctantly they strip. She then orders them, "Now kneel, head down, hands behind your back." Some ropes and an box. Caroline and Michelle, binds the mens wrist behind their backs, then they blindfold them with their stockings. The women relaxed now, start giggling at the sight of the two men. Then Michelle, speaks up, "Mmmm, you're not so mighty now, are you? But we're not finished with you yet, oh no! We've only just begun." The men gasp, hardly able to breathe. They can't really believe what they've gotten themselves into. The ladies begin to dress them up, making them wear their panties, playing with their cocks, the tease them mercilessly. They even put a little make up on them, some blush and lipstick. Caroline then speaks up, "How are you feeling now boys? Have your learned your lesson? Never to prey on women again? Respect us? Serve us?" The men nod silently. Sternly she says, "Excuse me, I can't hear you, what was that?" The men say, "Yes we did." Caroline shakes her head, "Apparently not! You didn't respect us properly. You have to say, Yes we did Ma'ams. Now try it again!" The men now broken, willing to do anything just to end this torture, they say, "Yes, we did Ma'ams," and then bow deeper still. The women start giggling again. They are satisfied, but decide to deal a final blow to them. Amanda, opens the box and takes something out of it. The mean hear clicking noises, but they don't know what the sound is. The women, begin playing with each other, knowing that the men can hear their moans of pleasuring each other, and hear each one of them reach their climax. The woman are having a wonderful time, all the while the men are even in more torture. Their cocks are so hard and tight in the panties and are trying to push out, leaving spots of their pre cum on them. Then, suddenly there is the clicking sounds again. By now, the men hardly notice it. After a while the women fall silent and jump back into the showers rinsing themselves off. They get dressed, after toweling off. You can see their nipples thru their shirts. The men are oblivious to all that's going on around them. They are still blindfolded, as the ladies head to the door. The men gradually get out of the ropes, and leave hastily. The next day, on the bulletin board at the gym, like out of nowhere, a curious selection of pictures appear. A group of young girls are looking at them, giggling and whispering. It's clear that it shows the shower room of the gym. But who are these silly looking dressed up guys? As the girls are about to leave, two young men walk in. The girls see them, and start laughing hysterically. The men, not realising what's happened look at the notices on the board, checking for messages. Then as they see the pictures, they both become beet red in the face. Quickly they run out of the building, escaping the laughter and the embarrassment. Smiling Amanda walks over to the owner and lays the keys down. By: Dominatrix Scarlet & lingeriel The Gym My wife has recently started going to the gym. She says that she wants to tone up her tummy and thighs. I didn’t comment because to agree with her would have been a disaster and to tell her that she didn’t need to would have produced a look of scorn that said, ‘You’re kidding, aren’t you?’ Jen has just turned forty and we have five kids. I think she was feeling a little vulnerable so when a friend invited her to go to the gym she leapt at the chance. My wife is 5’6” tall with a solid figure. Her tits are a lovely 36C. She probably could do with losing a few pounds and toning up a little (not that I’d ever tell her that). She has long dark hair, which she dyes using a colour called ‘caramel.’ I love her body as I enjoy, still, finding out where she likes to be touched and what she likes to do in bed. She is not very adventurous in bed. She hates to be completely naked with me, even after 15 years of marriage. She has never given me a blowjob and she has never allowed me near her arsehole. Still, we have fun in bed and are comfortable with each other. We have talked about our sex life many times and she and I agree that we still enjoy what is a basic, but good, physical relationship. She went to her initial session, which was where her personal trainer mapped out her program. Her second session was to get used to all of the exercises and equipment and after that she was on her own, so to speak, while her trainer oversaw her workouts. She started going three times a week while I was at work. When I asked her about it she was really enthusiastic, telling me how much she enjoyed it. After a few weeks she asked me if I minded if she went to the gym after tea a couple of nights a week, as well as going through the day. I had no objection and said that if it made her happy I was pleased to be able to help out. One night when Jen was going to the gym I had to attend a meeting for work. It was a dinner, and later, meeting so if she still wanted to go to the gym she would need to find a babysitter. I told her where I would be if she needed me but my boss changed his mind at the last minute so instead of going to the local Indian restaurant we went to the Irish Bar instead. Our meeting had gone really well with the client totally satisfied by about 9:30pm (an absolute miracle with this particular client). Jen wasn’t expecting me home until at least midnight and probably later. I had told her what this client could be like. When our meeting broke up I had just started my last drink so I said my goodbyes to the client, his wife, my boss and our secretary and sat down to finish my drink. Imagine my surprise when I saw Jen walk in with what looked like 5 guys from the gym. They were all wearing work-out gear and looked like they had just finished. They found a table and sat down. One of the guys fronted the bar and ordered six drinks. When I saw the drinks he had ordered I was intrigued as to what was going on. He had ordered six cock-sucking cowboys, a drink I know Jen really likes but one which is likely to get you really drunk really quickly. I stayed to watch all six of them order a round of drinks and all six rounds were drunk in one, single mouthful. They had only been at the bar for about half an hour and had six of these drinks already. They got up to leave so I did too. I wanted to know what was going to happen next. I saw the general direction they drove off in so I took a short cut to get ahead of them. Sure enough they were headed for my house. I hid my car around the corner and went in our back door. Almost immediately the front door opened and Jen walked in. Our babysitter lived next door so she was quickly sent home. Jen then went to the bathroom and, fifteen minutes later came out looking stunning. I had positioned myself so that I could see our living area but had a good escape route if needed. When Jen came out of the bathroom she had changed out of her gym gear and into a stunning outfit. She wore a short blue skirt, 4”heels, black bra and sheer shirt over the top. What was she planning? She had also put on a full face of make up, from contrasting eye shadows to bright red lipstick (where, and when, had she got that?). She looked sensational. There was a knock at the door. While she answered it I found my video camera. I thought that I might need evidence of what was about to happen. When I got back the five guys and Jen were sitting around the table dealing out poker hands. There were more cock sucking cowboys on the table too. The poker was to be strip poker where everyone had to ante up with a piece of clothing. Jen chose her shoes. She lost that hand so she had to pay with her shirt next. She lost again. Next hand came her skirt, which she also lost. My heart was thumping to see what would happen next. She would no more sit semi naked at the table with me than fly to the moon. But, sure enough, the bra came off and another hand was played and lost. There was an audible gasp as her bra fell away from her tits. The drinks had been flowing smoothly so everyone was pretty drunk. Then I realised that all the guys were almost naked too. They had been taking off their own clothes in time with Jen. The time came for them to ante up for the next hand. Three of the guys immediately dropped their shorts to reveal semi hard cocks that looked quite large. The other two dropped theirs too. Then Jen stood up and stepped back from the table. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and slowly, oh so slowly, pulled them down and off. The camera caught every slow inch of her display. She lost that hand too. Now she was sitting naked at a table with five naked guys. Someone asked what the price of the next hand should be. Someone else suggested a kiss from Jen if she lost. She agreed. The next hand was played and Jen lost again (she was never any good at poker anyway). So she stood up and walked over to the winner of the hand. He stood up and they kissed with passion for about a minute. His cock had stretched to its full length and was rubbing against Jen’s tummy. When they broke off the kiss one of the guys sitting nearby stood up and grabbed Jen. He then proceeded to kiss her in the same manner. The other three immediately lined up for their turn. She kissed them all and all their cocks rubbed against her belly. The next hand was played for a quick feel. Jen, of course, lost. She sidled up next to the winner and kissed him again. Her hand grabbed his cock and started to rub his entire length. His hand went to her cunt and started rubbing. This went on for a couple of minutes. I made sure the camera was getting all of the action. I could tell that Jen was getting really excited by this. When they stopped the other four were lined up. Jen kissed them all and rubbed their cocks. They all rubbed her cunt. I couldn’t be sure but I think she had an orgasm during this session. When they all had a turn someone asked what they would play for next. Jen just said, “Wait and see!” The next hand was played and Jen lost, again. I think she meant to this time! The winner just grinned. Jen walked over to him and got him to push his chair away from the table. She told him to sit on the edge of his chair. Then she straddled him. I had my camera in such a position that I filmed his cock entering her and her cunt sliding down to his pubic hair. She sighed and rose off his cock. Just as he was about to come out of her completely she slid down again. She did this again and again. The pace quickened as both participants edged closer to orgasm. He came first. I saw him tense up then quicken his pace until Jen was bouncing on his cock. He roared as he emptied his balls into my wife. She kept riding and came with a roar, moaning with ecstasy. Once again, the others were ready for their turn sitting on the edge of their chairs. Jen straddled each of them, one by one, until they had all deposited their cum up her hot, juicy cunt. When she was finished her first partner was ready again. He flipped her over until she was on all fours. He started fingering her arse obviously intending to fuck her there. She said that she was a virgin there and that they should play a poker hand to see who would get to bust her arse cherry. The winner took his place behind her. He stuck his cock up her cunt for lubrication. Then he gently put the head of his cock at the entrance to her arse. He pushed slowly. Jen told him to keep going. He did so until he was completely up her arse. “This feels fantastic. I should have tried this years ago,” Jen said. They got a nice rhythm going until her partner suddenly began to fuck her with gusto. His pace quickened until he eventually became the first man to cum up my wife’s arse. As before the others took their turns and before long there were five loads of cum up Jen’s pretty arse. The camera caught all of this. The guys weren’t finished. One put his cock to Jen’s lips. She opened her mouth and sucked him until he was hard again. He slid down her body until he was lying on the floor under her. Then she straddled him again. Another guy replaced the first one at her mouth so she sucked him until he was hard again too. He then went behind her and stuck his cock in her arse. She was being sandwiched. A third guy stuck his cock in her mouth and she sucked his cock like a lollypop. The remaining two looked on. The five of them took it in turns to fuck her cunt, her mouth or her arse for the next little while until they all deposited their cum either in her or on her. This time they were spent. The guys slowly got themselves up and dressed. They kissed Jen one last time and left. Jen just lay where she was for a while. She eventually got herself up and to the bathroom. The camera I was holding followed her until the door closed. I heard the shower going so I decided to go and get my car. By the time I got back I thought she would be in bed trying to sleep. About ten minutes later I arrived home. I looked around for any tell tale signs of what had happened there that night. I couldn’t see any. I went into the bedroom and heard a sleepy voice ask me how I was. I said that the client was being a prick; that’s why I was so late. I asked Jen how she went at the gym. She said it was good. I asked what time she got home and she said that she had finished by 9:30 and come home then. I just said goodnight, gave her a kiss, got changed and climbed into bed beside her. I put my arm around her and snuggled up close. She told me to go away because she was half-asleep. I did but lay awake wondering what I was going to do about the situation that I found myself in. Jen slept in the next morning so I had more time to work out what to do. I grabbed the video I had taken the night before. I checked to see that I had actually worked the camera properly (which I had) and set it to start with the game of poker. When Jen got up I made her a cup of tea. She asked me how I was and I replied that I was a little confused. I asked her again how she went last night. She said that it was OK. I asked again what time she got home. She said that she got home a little after 9:30 and went to bed after her shower. She asked me why I was asking her the same questions as last night. I said that my meeting had been at the Irish Bar, not the Indian restaurant. She looked blankly at me until I said that my meeting had actually finished at around 9:30pm. She paled just a little. So I asked her again what she had done after the gym. She replied that some of the guys asked her to the Bar. I asked her why she lied about it last night. She said that she was half-asleep but I said that she seemed to be wide-awake ten minutes before I had got home. She asked me what I was talking about. I asked her what she had done after she left the bar. She said that she had come home and gone to bed. I asked her if she was sure and she said that if I didn’t believe her that was my problem. And anyway what had I done between 9:30 and when I got home? I had given her plenty of chances to tell me the truth, or at least to admit that someone had come to our house last night. But she didn’t take it. Given what I had seen last night the fact that she lied so blatantly really hurt. I stood up and Jen asked me what I was doing. I said that I would show her what I had been doing after my meeting. With that I turned on the TV and the video player. Jen was confronted by the image of her deeply kissing one of the guys while his fingers were up inside her cunt and her hand was slowly wanking him. I stopped the tape. Jen had gone white. I told her that I had arrived home as she did and hid myself with the video camera where I could see everything that went on. I was there for about three and a half hours and taped the lot. Jen had tears rolling down her cheeks when I had finished. I asked her if she could explain what I had seen last night. She said that she had been given the undivided attention of these guys and really enjoyed it. When they went for a drink they had complimented her and when she left she invited them to come too, knowing that I would be late. I asked her if she knew that she would be fucked like that and she said that she hadn’t known but hadn’t put up any resistance, she had even led them on. I said that she had done things with almost complete strangers that she hadn’t done with me in 15 years of marriage. She couldn’t explain why she had done that. I said that all that was left was for her to pack her bags and go. She started crying then. She begged me not to make her leave. She said she was sorrier than I could possibly know. I just laughed at that and said that she had no idea how I felt at that moment. I was revolted by her behaviour. I might eventually be able to forgive her but I said that I could never forget and that I would probably never trust her again. In my mind the only thing to do was for her to leave. She begged for another chance but I said that I had trusted her at the gym both day and night. I asked her if that was the first time she had cheated on me. She said that it was but I asked her how I was supposed to believe her. I told her how sad her behaviour made me. A little while ago we had talked about our relationship. She said that she was committed to it and that honesty and openness had to be the hallmarks of it. I had agreed. I reminded her of what she had said. Then I asked her if she had been laughing at me even while she said those things. She wailed and said that she had meant what she had said and she was still committed to our marriage and me. I said she had a funny way of showing it and said that she may as well start packing. As she packed I told her that I still loved her but because I couldn’t trust her I couldn’t live with her. She finished packing, put her things in her car, kissed me on the cheek and left, saying, “I’ll always love you. I’m so sorry.” The Gym I love the sexual energy that a good workout gives me. I'm always ready for a hard orgasm after working out...but never expected to have one before I even got home. One night I got to have one right there in the club. Let me tell you what happened. I had just finished a really good, hard workout. My muscles were tired...but I could feel them humming. I was very aware of every part of my body...my sensitivity was quite high. I decided to spend a little extra time and indulge in the jacuzzi to work out the kinks. When I got into the ladies locker room, there was a very beautiful woman in there who had also just finished her workout. She was standing in front of her locker with one foot propped up on the bench, untying her shoes. She had a gorgeous body...very voluptuous, but toned and firm. She had large, high breasts with large nipples that poked through her t-shirt and a very nice, lush, firm ass. I couldn't help but admire her body...and wish I could run my hands (and tongue) all over it. I let my mind wander a little...fantasizing about this beautiful woman. I wondered how her long hair would feel as I ran my fingers through it. I wondered if her skin was as soft as it looked. I wondered if her light tan was an all-over one, or if there were sexy tan lines on her gorgeous ass and breasts. I wondered how she would taste...even then...just after her workout. I could see the faint outlines of her pussy lips through her thong leotard. I just wanted to reach out and stroke her! I had to get a grip on myself...I was almost to the point of reaching out to her. I shook myself, both physically and mentally, and headed for the shower. It felt wonderful to be naked under the hot water, and I let my hands caress myself slowly...thoroughly enjoying my continuing fantasies of that beautiful woman. I imagined that my hands were stroking her breasts instead of my own. I imagined that my hands were running through her hair instead of my own. I imagined that my fingers were pinching and pulling her big nipples instead of my own. I imagined that my hands were rubbing against the outside of her pussy instead of my own. I imagined that my fingers were stroking her clit instead of my own. I imagined that my fingers were pushing deep into her pussy instead of my own. I imagined that the juices running down my hand were hers instead of my own. I imagined that the heavy, sensual breathing and soft moans I heard were hers instead of my own. I imagined that the orgasm I felt clenching around my fingers was hers instead of my own. I imagined the juices I licked off my fingers were hers instead of my own. I just leaned back against the wall of the shower for a few minutes…savoring the magic feeling of that intense orgasm. When my knees felt strong enough for me to walk on again, I put my swimsuit on and went out to the common area to get into the Jacuzzi. There were a couple of other ladies in there, but they left almost immediately. That left me alone in the bubbling water. I was just relaxing and concentrating on the sensations on my skin when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked around and saw my fantasy lover…that beautiful woman…just coming out of the showers. My heart stopped for several beats when I saw that she was gloriously nude! All the peaceful post-orgasmic feelings in my body stopped immediately and transformed into instant, pussy-throbbing, erect nipple, heart-pounding arousal. She was so incredibly beautiful that I could hardly believe what I was seeing. My body responded to hers in ways that almost shocked me. My arousal had built so fast from seeing her completely nude, that I almost felt as if I could cum from just watching her walk around. She wasn't walking very quickly…just seemed to be wandering back and forth. Part of me wondered if she had noticed my interest in her from the beginning. After all, she'd taken even longer in the shower than I had…and she was just walking around showing her body in all its glory. At one point she bent over to pick something up off the floor and just bent over from the waist…not bending her knees at all. The sight of her beautiful pussy framed between her soft thighs almost sent me over the edge. I had to do something…my body was going crazy. I suddenly realized…I'm in a jacuzzi! There's nothing like the feeling of a strong jet of water against my swollen, throbbing pussy to send me into heaven. I walked over to the edge of the jacuzzi closest to her, moved the crotch of my swimsuit aside, propped my arms and elbows over the edge of the jacuzzi, pressed my pussy against the rushing water, and watched her moving around the locker room. My knees almost went out from under me…the sensation was so very powerful! I noticed that her nipples were completely erect, droplets of water still clung to her skin from the shower, and her hair hung almost to her waist. She walked over to the locker and got her bag out. She brought the bag back into the area near the jacuzzi and set it down on a bench. She opened up her bag, searching around a little, and came out with a bottle of lotion. I pressed harder against the water jet…feeling it pounding into my pussy like a hard cock…ramming into me over and over…pushing me back even as I pressed forward. My weight was completely supported by my arms…my knees wouldn't hold me up any longer. She stood with her back to me and propped one foot up on to the bench. Filling her hand with lotion, she bent over and began smoothing it up her legs…slowly, sensuously, completely aware of the effect she was having on me. My eyes never left her body…and you always know when someone's watching you. She finished one leg then switched to the other..still bending over and letting me see the plump pussy mound between her thighs. I wanted, more than anything else in the world at that moment, to bury my face in that beautiful pussy. I wanted to give her back tenfold what she was giving me. She acted as if I didn't even exist…and I think that was the most erotic part. I was getting to play the part of the pure voyeur. I didn't want her to look at me…I didn't want her to see me with my face flushed, my pussy pressed hard against the pounding water, my nipples straining to break through my swimsuit. I wanted to watch her…to imagine that I was looking through invisible walls into her private bedroom. I wanted to cum…and cum…and cum without her ever knowing I was there. What she did next sent me right over the edge…I was helpless. She re-filled her hands with the lotion, stood with her legs slightly spread, and started stroking the lotion all over the cheeks of her ass. Her hands stroked, kneaded, and manipulated the flesh of her beautiful ass. Her back was slightly arched, pressing her ass out toward me, framing her plump pussy mound underneath. I watched her hands…transfixed as they worked their way around and deep into the cleft of her ass. When her fingers dipped down deeply enough to touch her pussy…I came like a rocket! My juices were squirting out of my pussy…fighting against the water pounding it! I let out a soft cry…unable to help myself…but the sound was drowned out by the volume of the water. I could feel my pussy pulsing…again, and again, and again…not stopping for what seemed like forever. But she wasn't through with me yet...not by a long shot! She took a different bottle out her bag. I couldn't see what it was until she turned around to face me. She'd taken out a bottle of baby oil. My mind reeled at the images flowing through it. Why had she switched to baby oil? What was she going to do? Could I live through it? Would this incredible fantasy ever end? She walked over to a set of angled mirrors that are there so ladies can see themselves from all angles…just like the ones in women's dressing rooms at the store. She stood right in front of the mirrors, turning her body back and forth…enjoying it as much as I was. She knew she was beautiful…and the sight of her body in the mirror must have been arousing to her as well. She poured a handful of the baby oil and began to slowly smooth it into her breasts. That had me thinking, to hell with it!!! I don't care if she knows I'm pleasuring myself while I watch her. I pulled down the top of my swimsuit and began to caress my own breasts…mimicking her motions. Part of me wanted to be discreet…after all, here I was standing in a jacuzzi, half naked, rubbing my breasts, watching a naked woman rub oil into her breasts. Although it was almost closing time, someone could walk in at any moment. But…I just didn't care! I wanted to watch her forever. I pushed those thoughts out of my head and concentrated on the motion of her hands…making sure that my own motions followed hers. I could feel her hands on my body…my hands on hers. There was a connection going on there that didn't include any actual touching…but was more erotic than any of my solo explorations had ever been. Her hands made love to her breasts, softly stroking them, pushing them together, pulling them apart, squeezing them gently, rubbing her palms against her nipples then stopping to squeeze them…pinching them…rolling them between her fingers…pulling them out and releasing them to snap back hard and long. I was almost at the point of no return again…this was surely more than I could stand! Then her hands moved slowly downwards…fanning across her flat stomach…then meeting to slip gently between her legs. There was just one smooth downward motion, then her hands moved back upward and continued roaming all over her body. She spread her legs slightly and pushed her hips forward. This motion pushed her pussy upward and forward to give me a perfect view. Keeping one hand on her breast, she moved the other down between her legs. Two of her fingers spread her lips apart while the others dipped between to stroke her clit. Her motions were slow, smooth, and soft. She was just letting me witness the sensuous exploration of her body with no time limits, no deadlines. I could see how swollen and red her pussy was. She was enjoying this as much as I was. I slipped the rest of my suit off and just let it float in the water. My hand went to my breast and the other went between my legs. Once again, our motions mirrored each other's. I watched as her hand moved a little faster…pressing a little harder. I could see her chest rising and falling a little faster and a little deeper. Her face was becoming pink and droplets were forming on her body. The oil made her skin shine in the light and emphasized her glorious curves. She was getting closer…and so was I! I wanted to share an orgasm with this beautiful lady more than I'd ever wanted anything before. Her fingers were really starting to pull her nipples hard. Her eyes were completely closed now and her head thrown back. The fingers of her other hand were alternating between rubbing her big, hard clit and plunging in and out of her pussy. I could see the wetness of her fingers as she pulled them out. I watched her as she brought her fingers to her lips and gently licked her juices off. She didn't waste any time getting her fingers back to her pussy…her motions becoming much more determined, almost frantic. My hand was moving in sync with hers…bringing me to the same breathtaking end. I watched her muscles starting to jerk…her hips thrusting forward against her hand…back and forth…in and out. Then it happened! I watched every muscle in her body tense up tight…feeling the same thing in my own…and we both sank down as we came. Our hands were clenched between our thighs still needing that contact, but our bodies were spent. She leaned against the mirror for a few moments while I leaned against the side of the jacuzzi. Still never looking at me, or speaking a word, she got dressed and walked out. I've masturbated hundreds of times since then…reliving that night in my mind…just as I'm reliving it now. The Gym This is a story attended for adults, not for those that adults feed, watch, and change. If you are over 18, and still your mom makes your bed, you can read this, but you are immature. ANYONE UNDER 18, DO NOT READ THIS. Go outside and play. Copyright © 2004 by Maldoror11@aol.com . Blanket permission is granted to reproduce this work in any medium for any nonprofit purpose. For other purpose, email me. In fact, Email me and say Hi either way! Maldoror11 ---------- Due to an overzealous boss and an overeager work ethic, I worked 60 hours a week during the Summer to finish a long and tedious project that will result in accolades for my boss - for making sure it got done - and a hefty bonus for me-for getting it done. As such, I was beginning to see a bulge pushing my collared shirts out further than they were accustomed to in the wrap-around mirror that encircled the elevator’s walls. The bulge seemed to grow daily. Long hours behind a computer screen, Burritos and pizza for lunch, and a not so sensible dinner would eventually bring the fittest of people down. After a month and a half of this situation, I decided to join a gym. So I spent the better part of a Saturday looking at different gyms in my area. I needed to find a gym open 24 hours, since often I didn’t get home until after 10 or 11pm, and sometimes even later. Many gyms had the necessary amenities (pool, sauna, racquetball courts) but would close too early. Finally I found a gym only 9 miles from work that fit my needs perfectly, the Olympian Spa, open 24 hours. My tour-guide Jake, a man who had no visible neck, showed me a large cardio room, several racquetball courts and a well stocked weight room. I paid the full year’s membership right there in cash. Jake was happy he didn’t have to strong-arm me into buying a membership, thereby ruining the shirt that hung on his back by sheer force of will. I noticed after a week of using the gym’s facilities that my energy levels went up and my productivity climbed as well. This pleased my boss and the mirror critic. However, it was getting tough going to the gym three days a week and keep up with the last three weeks of work, but the man in the mirror was relentless in his quiet gaze, even if it was 1am when I ran into him again. The last time is where the man in the mirror was a real bastard, or a saint, depending on your point of view. Besides the guy at the front desk, whose thick, bald head was buried in the newest muscle magazine, the gym was deserted. I went into the weight room. It was strange to see no one there. No longer competing with grunts of encouragement and the clang of metal hitting metal, the music was almost quiet. I smiled. No waiting for benches; no working my sets in with someone else. I should come here at this time more often I said to myself, setting a bench into a decline position. I punched a set out and then went over to one of the mirrors and grunted through a set of standing curls. The limited time for the gym forced me to exercise no more than 60 minutes, which meant fast sets with little rest, and a quick 10-15 minute session in the cardio room. I didn’t have time to take my time. I was so busy that I didn’t notice I was not alone anymore. A woman was doing triceps curls with a machine. Her blond hair was pulled back in a pony tail. At first that was all I saw, because I was lost in my need to finish up and get home to some needed sleep. But then I noticed that after I had finished an additional set of decline flies and standing bicep curls, she was still doing her curls. In fact, after ten minutes she was finishing up her first set. She slowly brought the bar down behind her head, paused, then brought the weight back up, locking her arms. It took 30 seconds for her to do one rep. When her hands were all the way behind her back I noticed how her breasts filled her t-shirt, and how her eyes never moved. She stared straight ahead like her eyes were stone. Since I wasn’t in her line of sight, I watched her slowly go through the motion. I could look away before she would even notice. It’s like she isn’t even looking at anything anyway. She’s pulling that weight so slowly, and her arms aren’t trembling. She must be doing this workout for a while. When she brought her hands to the top again, and held it even longer than the rest, I noticed her eyes were now on me. Quickly I looked down toward the weights in my own hands and turned back toward the mirror. She got up and moved to a seated machine for shoulders and continued at the same pace. She faced the northern wall directly now, so she stared at herself in a mirror. I brushed aside my interest and tried to finish. All I needed to do was one more set of bicep curls. I began to set up the bicep bench. One quick glance told me she was still doing her shoulders, and then I went to work. I closed my eyes and forced the first 10 reps out. I was running out of energy, and closing my eyes helped me eek out more reps. I couldn’t help but make the contrast that my eyes needed to be closed to focus myself while she barely blinked at all. That’s when I smelled Lavender. She was no longer sitting down working her shoulders; she stood right in front of me. Blue eyes. Wow. The movie Dune popped in my head. Were they real? The weights clanged. She spoke before I could catch my breath. “I see you straining a lot during your last set. You’re pulling too much weight.” “No pain, no gain,” was the only thing I could think of. I was beginning to see sand and giant worms and spaceships. Her eyes were exactly like those of the people in that movie. Deep blue eyes that seemed to produce their own light. She introduced herself. “I’m Serene.” “My name,” I replied, “is Chris.” Serene’s hand was soft, but her grip was firm, self – assured, confident. “How do you know I’m pulling too much weight?” I asked, a little put off by her overconfident tone. “Because I know what I’m talking about.” “Really?” I said in half mock condesention. She stepped back. “I have been working out for a year now, and as I caught you peeking at me earlier, I think you would agree my body is very... (She motioned her hand down her body, inviting my eyes to follow) very attractive. Don’t you think?” I tried to appear nonchalant. “You’re very toned, yes. But I was more interested in why you were going so slowly.” Her eyebrow raised. “I can tell you, but it would be better to show you.” Serene said. I started to turn her down. “Well, I was just finishing up, and…” she cut me off. “Of course, if you are done with your workout, or think going slow is, too feminine, I will understand.” Damn. I didn’t know what her game was, but she had drawn the line in the sand, and I didn’t want to look like a wuss. I took the offer. “Ok, I’m up for it. Show me.” She leaned over and moved the weight-pin up three slots, cutting the total weight in half. I was puzzled. How could that little weight do anything? However, my line of thought was cut off by her cleavage, only an arms-reach away. They looked very inviting. She straightened up, and my eyes jerked away.. “By the look on your face, you must be wondering why I put so little weight.” She said. “To go slow, you will have to cut the weight by half. Otherwise it will be too heavy to do it my way.” She emphasized the last two words. I acquiesced, and put my hands back on the bar. “When I say go, start lifting the weight. But I don’t want your normal speed; I want you to go super slow. 10 seconds in the positive range, with a 2 second hold at the top, then 10 seconds in the negative range. It should take you 22 seconds to do one rep.” I was unsure what this would do, but I was willing to give it a go, especially when a woman with breasts like hers was the one doing the training. “Sounds good. Let’s give it a go.” “Enthusiasm. I like that in a man.” I tried to hide it, but my cheeks grew warm. She noticed but quickly started in with the training. “Ok, ready? Go.” In order to concentrate better, and to block out unnecessary distractions, Serene had me look at her, specifically those eyes. She counted up, her voice quieter as each second passed. I had to listen more intently to follow her. She got to 10, and I held it for two seconds, feeling my muscles constrict, and then she counted down. Like before, her voice was strong at first, but lowered as each second past. By the time she came to 1, her voice was barely a whisper. “How was it?” She asked. It took a second to pull away from her. “It was good.” I was off with my timing in both the positive and negative range of motion, but I thought it was a good first try. “Common, give me more than that.” She said. “You had to focus on your muscles and my voice. It's different than you normally do, right?” My muscles did feel tighter than they normally do, so I had to admit she was right. Yet it felt strange going so slow. And why did she get so quiet? She had me go again. This time my timing was better; I was getting the hang of going slow, feeling my muscles in their full range of motion, and I listened to her voice as she guided me. Serene’s voice dropped, but I listened more intently automatically. She reached 1 again. Something was odd, but I couldn’t place it. A buzz in the back of my head made it had to think. My hands, for some reason, didn’t want to let go of the bar. “You’re doing well.” She stretched the last word out like washed linen, giving it separate life in my mind. I still clung to the bar, fingers tight. “Are you ready to go again?” I nodded and answered by stretching my neck. “Ok Chris, look at me eyes again. You did well the first time, and better the second time. I bet this time you will be so focused on your hands and the weight…” Serene’s eyelids lifted slightly, “…and my eyes, that everything else will be forgotten. Ignored. Ok, lift slowly. That’s it. Slow. Controlled.” Time seemed to slow down. 1… 2… 3… your muscles tight 4… your eyes looking at my 5… blue eyes 6… ocean… deep 7… concentrate on nothing 8… but your muscles 9… my sensual voice 10…my eyes “Now hold it Chris… good.” I felt tired, sleepy. I didn’t want to look away. Nothing else existed. She continued. “Nothing else but the motion of your heart and my voice which causes you to focus on my eyes. Everything else is mist, ephemeral to your existence. Fading away except for me. But you are not falling asleep. Not tired. Your body is focused on the weight; your mind is concentrated on my voice. Your eyes are like lasers locked on mine. A shadow passed over my eyes. A part of me wanted to see what it was, but her words had pulled my mind and hardened it, drawing form into precision. I held the weight, muscles were like spun steel. “Good. You are focused on my eyes and barely registered my hand passing into your field of vision. You’re almost there.” She stopped for a second, drew back, and closed her eyes. I didn’t know what she meant, but time was slowing, making it hard to think, to question her. It was easier to just listen and stare. I waited for them to open again. A few seconds passed. Serene found my eyes still on hers. She then came closer again, angled down so that her body wouldn’t interfere with the lowering of the bar. My eyes instantly compensated for the change. “Chris, start bringing the weight down, now. She started the countdown: 10… nothing else remains 9… but you and me 8… however you are so focused on me, only me, that you notice 7… your own free will is joining the rest of what has passed from your world.” -As I lowered the weight, my fingers brushed against her nipples. They hardened, and she drew her breath.- Serene continued: 6… I felt fingers trail up my leg, and pressure increase in my shorts. 5… Hardness, and vertigo. 4… I heard the familiar sound of someone unzipping their pants, as if from across the room. “3…Your eyes 2…Your mind and body 1…Mine” Eyes. Body. Outlines. Sensations. I Felt my cock throb, but like in a memory of a dream. My hands held the bar. My eyes locked onto hers. Serene’s hands ran up and down my cock, delecately tracing along the veins like fingers through hair. “Chris, you are now mine. My eyes hold your mind and I control you as easily as I control your cock.” She started jerking me off. I felt hardness, a great urge for her. Not much else. “Who am I?” She asked. “Serene” I responded in half-drawn words. “Yes, but now I am your mistress. I am your queen.” She said, brushing her nipples over my knuckles again. “And you are my slave.” “Slave” I whispered “But you are so far away. So far away from reality, right?” I felt the pressure of her hand around my cock ease, and her eyes pulled away. “Yes… mistress” was my reply. My own eyes showed her the truth in the words. “You are so removed now, so lost in me, that if I were to take you now, it would be almost like masturbation.” She remarked matter-of-frankly. “Chris, my eyes appreciate your devoted gaze, but the rest of me is getting jealous. My whole body is coming into focus. Look at my face.” I did. Her full lips glistened and sparkled even under the phosphorescent light. Her hair nestled over her left cheek, one small strand clung to the side of her mouth by moisture. A small mole peeked from the other cheek, but seemed to fade into the surrounding blur that started at the cheekbone and ended in the haze that was not her face. It was like looking at a photograph that captured her face in absolute detail and left everything else as a mass of colors and shapes without form. “The more you see of my body, the more your own body will come into focus again. But your mind will stay mine. And your body will remain my plaything.” Her hands crossed her torso while her fingers dipped under the light pink midrift top that clung to her skin. She cocked her hip in a sexy pose and lifted. I felt my stomach and chest take shape. My arms tingled as she dropped the shirt onto the floor. She smiled at me and traced the right side of her body with her fingertips. Her stomach was flat. Her muscles were well toned, their shape apparent yet not over exaggerated. Her breasts were large and firm, her nipples hard and erect. I wanted to touch her everywhere she touched herself. Her fingers sprayed out over her hip. “You don’t know how much of a turn on it is seeing you like this, Chris.” She now ran her left hand across her breast, circled, then pulled her nipple. Her eyes closed. “Hnn. I was waiting for someone like you with a weakness for someone like myself: a woman who loves to seduce, hypnotize, who gets so wet in taking control from someone who loves to submit. And here you are under my control, soneone who will do anything and everything that I want. Someone who will receive such pleasure from your mistress, that when you cum, you will be mine, possibly forever.” Her fingers dug in into her own flesh. I was captivated. “Don’t worry though” she said after drawing in a long breath, “I will give some of your life back to you.” She exhaled while her fingers turned and turned. “Not just all. You can work, hang with your friends, do your taxes, blah blah blah.” She laughed. “But,” she said, biting her lower lip -her right hand finding a warm place under her pants- “when I want you, you will come.” “Who am I?” She asked again. Her fingers moved in a closing arc between her legs. “You are my mistress, my queen…” She shivered as two fingers ended their dance and found their way deep inside. “My Goddess.” A moan escaped her lips. Her body convulsed. Her fingers appeared again. She brought her middle finger to her lips. Her eyes fixed on my cock as she tasted herself. I needed her. “Close your eyes.” I complied. She approached and I felt something wet on my lips. “Taste my finger.” I welcomed the slick taste in with my tongue. I sucked on it, imagining I tasted the real thing. “How do I taste?” She asked in a raspy, lust-filled voice. “Wonderful mistress.” My head arched forward as her finger pulled away, the truthfulness of my words as explicit as the spot between her legs. “I see that you are very interested in what’s going on underneath my pants. Is it because you want to please me, toy, or because you want to regain your feeling again between your own legs?” Her hand grabbed my cock, adding weight to the question. “I would please you more if I was able to move my legs again, but I also think it would please you more if I felt the pleasure being with you would bring.” My body trembled, and my nipples grew hard. She hooked her fingers under the seam of her pants and pulled them down slightly. A tuft of pubic hair appeared. I felt the base of my cock pulse to life. She was in complete control over me, and I wanted nothing else but to be hers. “Say you want me,” she said sternly. “I want you.” “Say it again.” “I want you.” “Again.” “I want you.” I would have done anything or said anything to see her pussy, to feel my cock again with the crystal clarity of a truth not just blindly accepted, but known, felt, lived in its inexorable force that washes over you. Drowns you. She continued her dance. “Watch my hands. Watch… with every inch, you become mine. Soon you will feel everything. Soon you will feel the warm embrace of my pussy, and when you cum in me,” her voice dropped, “you will be mine.” She pushed her hands down. More and more the memories of sensations past rushed into the now like a tidal wave, obliterating before and after. This moment, the ethereal touch of the present that passes quicker than a heartbeat, was now all that existed. Serene propped her left leg high on the seat of another machine and removed the pant leg. She revealed shapely, smooth skin and the glistening lips that led to the heart of my new world. The pants dropped to the dark floor, and disappeared into the background. She walked over to me slowly, her firm legs cutting through the rigid nothingness between us. Her nipples traced through the air like diamonds through glass. She now stood in front of me, her breasts hung inches away. I wanted to lick them, suck them, smell them, but she had other things on her mind. Serene traced her fingers over my hands, which still gripped the metal bar. She probed the ligaments and the taught skin until her deft fingers slid in between my hands and the silver, warm metal I held tight. She released me from my bond, and turned my hands over to inspect them. My palms were red and rough where I had gripped the bar. My eyes closed as she manipulated her fingers and ligaments, working the hazy, dull pain away. Her touch was magic. “No Chris,” Serene said as she saw my eyes close. “Keep your eyes open.” “Look at my legs. So feminine, so smooth, so delicate. Opened, they will bring you to your knees.” “Look at my stomach. So shapely, so chiseled. When you see it, you will want to run your hands over it. You will want to see it under you, and above you. “Look at my breasts. So big, so firm, so inviting. Every time you see me touch them when I wear anything from a t shirt to a gown, you will need to touch them yourself, to run your hands over them, to feel your fingers sink into them. When I remove my top and you see how perfect they are, how big my nipples are, and how sensitive they are, you will loose all control and will have to caress them, kiss them, lick them. You will do whatever it takes to make my nipples hard. “Look at my neck. Every time I offer my neck to you, you will get the urge to kiss me there, to smell my perfume and to taste the nape of my neck all the way to my ears. “Look at my lips. So full, so lush. If you see me lick my lips, you will focus on them, imagine how soft they would feel over your own lips, how wet and inviting they are, and how it would feel to taste my tongue with yours. How nothing would compare to the sensation of them on your cock. The Gym “Finally, look at my pussy. So wet, so moist. Whenever you see it, you will loose all will. You will sink to your knees and call me whatever word you see fit: Mistress, queen, master. You will want nothing but to bury yourself in me, smell me, taste me, and all I have to offer between my legs. Stand up now.” I stood several inches away from her. My skin tingled, and my cock brushed against her pubic hair. So close. Serene led me over to an incline bench used for chest exercises. It rose at a 45 degree angle toward a long free-weight bar that rested on top of two metal hinges above the bench. She seated me and then had me lie back. My cock arched toward my stomach. “Don’t move.” She brought two forty-five pound weights and slipped one on each side of the bar. When she had picked them up, she bent with her legs, her back turned to me. My mouth watered. I wanted to crawl over and taste the wetness that made her lips sparkle so in my mind. But I couldn’t move. All I could do was wait for my queen. With the weights on her bar, she stood over me, she lips parted slightly. She pulled her hair over her shoulder and situated herself over my body. Her nipples swayed like small ball bearings. Her leg muscles quivered as she leaned herself over my, or should I say her, cock. “Hold onto the bar, and don’t let go.” She said, directly followed by “don’t grab too hard, no need to hurt you.” As my hands traveled up, I had the urge to touch her breasts. She must have felt the same. She grabbed my left hand and brought it to her breast. It was soft, and it molded to my hand. I pushed in, her nipple caught between my fingers. I squeezed slightly, bringing out her breath in sharp notes. I toyed with her nipple some more, feeling it brush against my skin. My cock throbbed in anticipation. Her eyelids fluttered, and I felt wetness hit my cock. My ass clenched as I tried to bring my cock toward its source without breaking her will. “Ok,” she said, breathless, “grab the bar with both hands again. Don’t move unless I tell you, Chris.” My hand joined its brother up on the bar, my ass settled down. My body was calm, but my nerves were surging with potentiality. “Look at my lips.” -God I need to kiss them. Feel her tongue. My mouth is quivering. I need her lips to sooth my own. - I was hers again. She kissed me. Her tongue ran across my lips. My own entwined hers in a dance of give and take. It was like kissing cold flame. Her free hand grabbed the base of my cock as she deeply exhaled into my mouth. Her lower lips pulled over the head of my cock. In broken syllables Serene told me not to cum until she allowed. Her tongue pulled my acceptance out, encircled it -making it hers- as her vagina did the same to my throbbing cock. Small lines formed where her nails found traction on my chest. Her thighs shook as her muscles first constricted, then eased, in a slow, fluid motion. She began to ride me. It was as if she lit a match and dropped it in my veins. My body roared and convulsed in an internal conflagration that threatened to consume me. After a few moments that seemed to stretch out for a lifetime, she started to align her breath with mine in reverse. I inhaled; she exhaled. “Your breath is mine, Chris. Your body is mine. Every time you inhale my breath, your will gets supplanted by my own.” I felt myself slip away more. “Yes Mistress.” Her vagina gripped me like a vice, pulling at me, drawing dark passion and excitement long forgotten by us to the surface. Animal urges locked away by the intellect flooded into my veins, searching for escape. My body was on fire; my mind was cold. Each thought was like a large ship breaking through ice. She told me to stare into her eyes again, which I did without thought. I felt her walls clench around my cock signaling me intimately that her time was coming up. I never felt so hard; yet there was no urge to cum, only the pleasure and her control, a pleasure that took all will from me, but left me with something else, pure pleasure. Pure sex devoid of social norms and conventions. “Feel the urge to cum build in you, slave.” Her blue eyes entered me and tickled my insides, drawing out the repressed need with every contraction of her walls, with every bounce of her large breasts. She pulled in real close now, her breasts pressed against my chest, her lips separated from mine by sheer force of will. Her eyes became all again. I breathed her scent in, and prepared to succumb completely. “When I count to zero, give me all of you. You will be mine, whenever, wherever, as I wish…hnnn.” Serene’s eyes closed. Her juice felt warm and slick as it ran down my side. “Will you give yourself to me?” I gave my answer. 5… feel your cock in me 4… you’re getting close to cumming in me 3… you’re falling now. So close 2… into my eyes as your cock 1… gives me all of you. “CUM NOW” Her lips pressed against mine as she inhaled one last time. Her lower lips held tight as my cock jerked wildly. I felt her walls spasm, as her fingers dug into my sides. Her body gripped mine and I felt that she would never let go. Slowly her fingers eased up, and her walls lightened their hold. After a few moments a small bead of sweat tickled my ear. She saw the bead trace down the lobe, stop, and wait for gravity to take it further. She leaned over and I felt her tongue run around my lobe. My cock jerked in her one last time. My mistress looked satisfied. She braced herself up again with her left hand and brushed her hair from my face. She smelled wonderful. I was still in her, and she made no outward motion to remove herself from me. It felt like a perfect fit. She grinned. I saw a small, matted yellow feather caught in her teeth. The image broke. “Tired Chris. So tired. Sleep now…” Her eyes turned black until it consumed her, then all else. I felt her tongue run over my lips, then nothing else. The Gym I got home early and decided to go to the gym as I needed a good workout. That was one of the good things about this building. The gym was on the top floor so I slipped on a pair of track pants, tee shirt and sneakers and took the elevator upstairs. I worked the bar bells and then jogged on the indoor track for about an hour before heading for the showers. I undressed and left my things in the locker and, as I turned to head for the shower, I noticed a guy close a locker opposite me and as he turned to walk to the showers, I caught a glimpse of what looked like a very substantial organ hanging between his legs. I followed him into the shower and selected one right next to him and, as I was showering, I checked his equipment and found it to be fantastic. It was quite thick, about 7 inches when soft with a beautiful sculpted crown that just invited sucking. As I shifted my gaze from his beautiful penis, I saw that he was looking at me and saw me looking at his cock. He must have seen the lust in my eyes because he started a conversation while showering and asked if I lived in the building. When I told him, he said that he and his wife had just moved into the building a week ago and didn't really know anyone yet. We talked about our work, backgrounds, etc. and were getting waterlogged in the shower so we toweled dry and went back to our lockers as we talked. Our conversation flowed smoothly and he asked if I would like to come back to his apartment to continue our talk as soon as we got dressed and I accepted immediately with thoughts, of the remote possibility that I might get my lips around that gorgeous cockhead, dancing in my mind. John was on the 31st floor in the same wing as I was in on the 33rd floor so our apartments would be the same layout. He opened the door and showed me into a very airy, well designed room in contemporary style and sat me down on the couch and brought over some cold drinks, which we needed badly after the workouts. We had been discussing the Iraq situation, especially since we found out that he was with the Army in the Persian Gulf War when I was with the Marines at the other end of the country. At any rate, we talked for quite a while before he grew quiet and then quietly asked if he was right in assuming that I was captivated by the sight of his cock in the shower. I told him that I personally thought his penis was gorgeous and that I would love the opportunity to show him just what I thought of it. He smiled and stood up in front of me and slid the zipper of his slacks down as he reached in and withdrew that magnificent penis along with a beautiful set of full, tight balls and let them hang there right in front of my face. I was mesmerized by his thickness and length and when I saw his flaring crown, I leaned forward to kiss it and lick off a drop of precum that oozed out. As soon as my tongue touched his cock, I knew I was going to enjoy every minute of this session and I began to orally worship his fabulous organ, which was at full erection. I licked it from the base up the shaft and around it as I worked my way up to his sexy crown. I found another drop of precum waiting for me when I got there and caught it on my tongue just before it dropped off. I loved the flavor of his precum and looked forward to drinking his cum so I started working my mouth around his organ when he suddenly asked if we could stop for a moment so we could continue naked and in bed rather than standing in the living room. We tore off our clothes and he led me to the bedroom where he lay down on the bed on his back with that fantastic, thick penis standing straight up. I got on the bed on top of him in a 69 position and, as I fed him my cock, I took his irresistible cockhead between my lips and began nursing on it as I rubbed his balls and fingered his ass. He was deep throating me and doing fantastic things to my cock while he played with my balls and asshole also. We took off into another world as we gave each other pleasure and I never wanted the moment to end. I could enjoy this feeling for all eternity. We hungrily sucked each other's organs and suddenly I felt my orgasm building and my penis swelled in his mouth and I started to pump gobs of cum, in spasm after spasm, which he greedily gulped down. When I shot my second load, he exploded in my mouth and I tasted his cum which was slightly salty but absolutely delicious and I greedily sucked on his organ as he shot jets of hot cum for me to drink. The two of us were lost in pleasure and kept sucking each other long after our orgasms had passed. Suddenly there was applause in the room and we both jumped up surprised. There was a very good looking busty, blonde standing in the doorway, clapping her hands and smiling as she told us what a great performance she just witnessed. John introduced me to his wife Carol and told her that we just met a few minutes ago in the gym and here we are. She told us not to stop as she wanted to talk with us and watch us for a while as she was getting very turned on. John and I lay back on the pillows and idly played with each other's cocks as we talked with Carol. I noticed her eyes were fastened on my cock as John played with it and it was a real turn on having her there with us while we had sex. Soon our cocks were fully erect and Carol had raised her skirt and removed her panties and was fingering her pussy as her eyes went from my organ to his and back. We stroked each other sensuously, running our fingers all around our shafts and over the head and down to our balls. Carol watched with glazed eyes and two fingers in her cunt and then jumped to her feet and stripped off her clothes as she stood in front of us and demanded that we double fuck her immediately as she needed both of her holes filled with cock. She asked me to lay down on my back and straddled me as she reached for my thick erection and fit the tip to her wet opening. Then she lowered herself on my hard penis gasping in pleasure as each inch filled her cunt. When she had all she could take, John fit the head of his beautiful cock to her anus and rubbed some of his precum all over it just before pushing the crown inside as his wife moaned in ecstasy from the sensations both thick cocks were giving her. I felt John's thickness invading Carol's passage through the thin membrane between her holes and the feel of his cock rubbing against mine on the other side of her wall was driving me wild. It was like being masturbated while fucking her pussy and I took off on a pleasure high as I looked into Carol's eyes and saw the passion and pleasure reflected there as she and I locked eyes while we experienced the fabulous sensations we were giving each other. Suddenly, I saw her eyes glaze over and her expression became one of total lust as she whimpered and bore down on my pole and I felt her cunt contract around my shaft as she wet my penis with her orgasmic juices. Both John and I held our cocks still inside her until she slowly came back down to earth. The moment she came back to reality and felt our organs inside her, she started to move around on them and we were off on another beautiful high until Carol suggested that John fuck her while I fuck him because she loves to look into his eyes when he's got a nice cock inside him. She took my place on the bed and John lifted her legs back and teased her with the head of his cock for a moment before pushing the swollen head inside. I waited until he was buried deep inside her and then came up behind him and ran my erection up and down his ass crack as I wet his hole with precum before pushing the crown inside to his moan of pleasure. His asshole was nice and tight and gripped my thick shaft like a vise as I sawed back and forth in his delightful hole and listened to his moans and gasps as Carol described to me the expressions on his face as I fucked him. Then John started describing the sensations he was experiencing with his cock moving in and out of his wife's sweet cunt while my thickness was filling his ass and driving him wild. I told him how wonderful his asshole felt around my cock and that I was going to fill him up with my cum very soon now. He told me that he was close also and asked if we could try and cum together. I told him that I was just about to let go and he cried out that he was ready also as my penis exploded in jet after jet of hot cum. I felt his body tense and heard his groan as he let go his load into his wife's hungry pussy. I felt his spasms because his ass contracted around my shaft each time he spurted a load of cum into her. After his second load, I heard Carol gasp that she was cumming again and watched her lock her body tightly against John as she shuddered in orgasm. We stayed locked together for some time after coming down from our highs and slowly separated to lay back and relax. John got us some cold drinks and we sat on the bed to relax. I asked them how long they were married and they told me ten years. John went further and told me that he had met Carol in Las Vegas on a vacation and they were married 6 months later. Since they both had very high libidos and were both bisexual, they decided to try an open marriage and continue their sexual adventures except from that time on, they were in it together. They always include each other in their sexual activities and have been enjoying a very happy and satisfying marriage up to the present. He told me that each of them gets very turned on by watching the other have sex with either gender and then Carol told us that she was caught unawares when she walked in on us before, as it was totally unexpected, and she was completely overcome by the fabulous scene of the two of us voraciously sucking each other's cocks. They told me that they had just moved to the city from Fresno, CA where they had a fairly large group of friends who got together on a regular basis for sex parties. Now, he said, they only have me and might have to keep me pretty busy until they meet some others. I told them that I would be bringing in a ringer to help me and when they looked at me quizzically, told them that my wife would break my arm if I didn't introduce her to them. I told them that we have the same type of relationship they have and that Shoko probably has a higher libido than all of us. I told them that she had to stay a little later tonight to finish up some work but should be home soon so I'll give her a call as I know she would love to join us. Carol asked if we knew any other couples or singles that enjoyed group sex and I told her that we have a small circle of people, mostly couples, with whom we party fairly often. I also told them that Shoko occasionally loves to go out and bring back a gal or guy for us to play with and I never know what or who she's going to bring back. Thus far, he told them he has no complaints since they both seem to have the same taste sexually and everyone she brought home was OK with him. John said that Carol loves to do that also and one time brought home a guy who it turned out had a cock that was 5 inches in diameter! It was only about 6 inches long but looked like a fireplug. He said it was very interesting trying to suck it and he couldn't believe the sight of that massive battering ram entering Carol's pussy. She couldn't take much more than the crown inside but had a hell of a good time riding it anyway. I called Shoko on my cell and she picked up on the second ring. I told her that I just met a wonderful couple who loves the same things we do and lives in the building. I gave her the apartment number and she said she'd come right up. A few minutes later the doorbell rang and Carol slipped on a robe and went to answer it. Carol and Shoko introduced themselves at the door and then she brought her into the master bedroom. Shoko stopped dead in her tracks when she saw John and I laying back against the pillows playing with each other's organs. Carol walked by and slipped off her robe and got into bed with us suggesting that Shoko join us. Shoko's eyes were focused on one cock and then the other and she told us that she was getting very turned on. Carol got off the bed and walked behind her and pressed her naked body against my wife as she played with her erect nipples through the dress. Then she helped Shoko undress and both were remarking how gorgeous my beautiful, Japanese wife is, as more and more of her body was exposed to their admiring eyes. When she turned and walked towards the bed, all eyes were on her and were probing her face with her sexy sloe eyes and her breasts which were large and full with huge nipples that were almost ¾" long. She had a small patch of closely trimmed black pubic hair just above her labia, which were full and disappeared between her thighs. Carol ran her hands over my wife's ass and mentioned that it was absolutely gorgeous and then asked her if she could orally worship it while Shoko was otherwise occupied. In answer, Shoko got up on the bed on her hands and knees, offering Carol her ass as she bent her head and started licking John's thick erection. Just before taking the swollen crown between her lips, she asked me to feed John my cock to suck so she could watch us as she sucked him. I put my knees on either side of his head and lowered my crotch until my balls were resting on his face and he opened his mouth and started sucking them. Then I fed him my thick cockhead to suck and watched Shoko working on his erection as he sent me off into another world with his talented mouth. Shoko lifted her head every once in a while to encourage Carol and tell her to continue what she was doing as it felt wonderful and then went back to sucking John's massive penis. Her eyes were locked on John's mouth as he sucked my organ and every once in a while she would look up at me and smile with her mouth around his cock to show me how much she was enjoying the scene. After some time, Carol lifted her head from between Shoko's thighs and asked her if she likes being double fucked. My wife stopped sucking John's penis long enough to tell her that it was one of her favorite things and Carol suggested that she have it right now since she just had it a short while ago before Shoko arrived. Shoko lifted her head from John's crotch and asked him if he would like to fuck her in the ass while I fucked her pussy and John pulled his mouth from my erection and told her he would be delighted. I lay down on my back and Shoko sat down on my penis and fit the tip to her cunt as she slowly sank down on it and sighed as it started to fill her hole. When she worked the organ deep inside her hole, she lay down and her beautiful breasts were mashed against my chest as she told John she was ready for him. John came up behind her and rubbed his precum on her anus before pushing the crown inside. She was looking into my eyes as his cock filled her ass and I saw the passion and lust reflected there as she told him to drive it in as deep as possible and then leaned down and started soul kissing me while we began moving our organs in and out in rhythm. I felt his thick cock moving around in her ass and he cried out in pleasure as he told me that he could feel my cock inside her pussy and it felt great. Meanwhile Carol had come over and squatted over my face so that, while I was licking her anus, Shoko could suck her clit and the four of us went off on a beautiful high together. Shoko was the first to cum and I felt her cunt contract around my penis as she started to shake and shudder in ecstasy and her juices wet my cock. As she was cumming, John told us how wonderful her ass felt as it contracted around his cock with each of her spasms and then he grasped her tightly around the waist and announced his orgasm as he started to pump gobs of hot cum deep inside her ass. I felt his cock spurting cum into her as I thrust deeply into her hole and my orgasm suddenly erupted as my organ started jerking and shot ropes of hot cum inside her hungry pussy which seemed to be drawing more and more cum out of my balls. Shoko still had her face buried in Carol's pussy as she came and Carol was rubbing it all over her face as she too reached orgasm and held my wife's mouth to her cunt until her last spasm had passed. Carol went inside and prepared some sandwiches and drinks for us as we were all starved and we had a bite to eat and discussed the future. I told them that we would set up a party this weekend at our place and invite a few couples over that we are sure they would like so that they can start meeting people. They thanked us for that as the only thing they really missed since they got here was the parties and great sex they provided. After we finished eating and relaxed a while, Carol told Shoko that one of her favorite things was having John fuck her while he was being fucked as she loved looking into his eyes as a nice thick cock invaded his anus. My wife squealed in delight as she told her that she loved it also and let's do it right now. Carol got a coin from the dresser and flipped it in the air as she asked Shoko to call it. Shoko won and lay down on the bed on her back and spread her legs wide and held out her arms to me. I fed the crown of my slowly hardening penis to her wet hole and worked it deep inside and lay down on top of her. Then I felt John's cock at my opening and felt him feed the crown inside. His meat began to fill my ass and the combination of my wife's talented pussy and his thickness sent me off into another world as each time I withdrew my penis to the crown, his cock filled my ass and I felt his pubic hairs against my ass cheeks. As I fucked Shoko and he fucked me, Carol went over to the dresser and removed a large strap on dildo which she put on and then dabbed a little KY on before coming up behind her husband and working the head inside his ass while he continued stroking in me. I heard his gasps of pleasure as she filled his ass with the tool and the four of us got high on the pleasures we were giving each other. As Carol fucked her husband, she was gasping with each stroke and told us that the strap on had another head which was buried in her cunt and each time she stroked into him the other end stimulated her clit and was driving her wild. Shoko told her that she wanted to use it on me later and looked at me as I fucked her with a smile on her face as she told me that she was going to fuck me good with it and hopefully make me cum from it. I hardly heard what she said as I was being transported to never-never land by my wife's talented pussy and John's wonderful cock in my ass. We kept this up for quite some time until suddenly Shoko cried out and held me tight to her as her orgasm struck and I felt my cock being covered with her juices. Then Carol told us she was going to cum also and she stroked quickly in and out of her husband's anus as the dildo rubbed her erect clitoris and brought her to Nirvana also. Since both John and I had cum recently, we were not even close to cumming and I suggested that we switch positions. John went inside to clean up and Shoko asked us to suck each other so that they could watch while they played with each other. I smiled at John when he returned and asked him to lay down on his side as I got down in a 69 position and rested my head on his thigh as did he. His thickness was beautiful and I gazed at it with admiration as I ran my fingers over his ball sac, into his ass crack and over the thick shaft and swollen crown. I couldn't resist taking the smooth, flared crown between my lips and nursing on it just as he covered mine with his warm mouth. As I sucked firmly on the sweet meat, I glanced up to see my wife sitting back against the pillows watching us as she played with the folds of Carol's vagina. Then Carol got up and put on the strap on dildo and asked Shoko to come over and sit on her lap so the two of them could watch us as they fucked. I saw my wife's eyes open wide as she sank down on the large cock and then they started a rocking motion back and forth as both their eyes were fastened on our mouths voraciously sucking on each other's throbbing erections. John's cock felt wonderful in my mouth and each time he released some precum, I savored the flavor and redoubled my efforts to coax out more since it was so delicious. The Gym Between gasps, as Carol moved the dildo around inside her, Shoko remarked to her how sexy we looked sucking each other and the two of them agreed that we were putting on a hell of a show for them. Both John and I were having a ball sucking each other and neither one of us was anywhere near cumming since our balls were still empty from our previous loads so after we heard Shoko cry out that she was cumming, we lifted our heads to watch her squirming around on the massive cock that filled her as she experienced a wild orgasm and then sat there with a satisfied smile on her face as the other end of the dildo got Carol off also. Since it was getting late, we decided to call it a day and, as Shoko and I were getting dressed, I told them to hold Saturday night open as I was going to introduce them to some if not all of our friends. They saw us to the door still naked and stood behind it as we left. As we went back to our apartment, Shoko congratulated me for finding such a desirable couple and I laughed as I told her how I saw John in the locker room this afternoon and, after seeing that gorgeous cock of his, just had to follow him into the shower to see more of it. She told me to keep a sharp eye out for some more nice cocks whenever I go to the gym as my taste is impeccable. I told her that, from now on, I was going to spend more time in the gym showers as it was a great place to spot likely looking prospects. The Gym Hi my Name is Vicky. I'm 18 5'2 100lbs 32b cup size red hair green eyes shaved completely and a nice firm body all around. I like to work out keep my self in shape and go out partying. This is a story about an older woman that I had to have that I saw at the gym one-day well working out. It all started well I was working my on my legs and ass she walked by I saw her reflection in the mirror and it was like I was struck by lightning I knew I had to have her. I watched her work out for the rest of the day moving near her each time she moved to watch her as I pretended to work out. When she headed for the shower I did as well. I went in stripped down and toke the shower stall across from her hoping she would be interested. I had shaven that morning and was feeling very confident I lathered my body with my body wash as I always did. I looked her up and down getting a full view of her beautiful mature body if I had to have guessed I would have said she was 30. Was I ever wrong. She was 5'5 about 110lbs 36c cup size very little sag in them blonde hair blue eyes she had a small bush of pubic hair well trimmed fallowing her natural curves made her look very sexy she look like she was in very good shape. As I continued to watch her I could feel my juices start to flow my nipple became very hard despite the warmth of the water. She looked over at me and smiled and said hello almost catching me starring. I said hello back smiling as well. I turned around to give her a view of my backside smiling as I did only breaking eye contact when I had to turn my head to face the wall. I stood there a little bit pushing my ass out as I rinsed the body wash off running my hands over the front of my body pausing at my breasts to really make sure it came off or least that's what I wanted it to look like as I did looked back and coat her stair at me with a look of desire in her eyes. I turned back to the wall finish rinsing and turned back around to find that she was gone. I quickly finished up went into the change room and she was nowhere to be seen. dam I thought to myself as I got dressed. As I walked out to my car I hoped I would see her tomorrow though I didn't think so because I had never seen her before today. I got into my car and drove home thinking about her the whole way making myself wetter and wetter thinking about every curve of her body how it flowed. I was so turned on that half way home I had to pull over and pleasure myself. I undid my jeans slid them down around my knees along with my panties opened my legs enough to slide 2 fingers into my wet pussy I quickly pumped my fingers in and out moaning loudly the whole time till I cummed hard. Wave after wave of pleasure washing over me as I climaxed think of her the whole time. As I calmed I realized just how much I had cummed my thighs were moist and there was a small puddle in my seat. I blushed to myself as I pulled up my panties and jeans hoping no one saw me. I drove the rest of the way home still thinking about her. The week went on and just as I thought I did not see her. I woke up Sunday morning toke my shower got dressed and went to the gym by this time had given up all hope of running into her again. I was wrong again. I was working out on the treadmill going at a slow jog when she walked in front of me making me nearly lose my balance. She got on the treadmill next to me and matched my pace. She said hello again. But this time she introduced her self. I'm Cathy she said. I'm Vicky I told her. And we started chatting from there we talked about all sorts of thing from the weather to what we did for a living and I found out she was really 42 not 30 like I had thought which I had to compliment her on looking so hot for her age. Cathy blushed and said she hadn't heard herself been called hot in a long while though I don't know why with the way she looked. After 45 minutes we hoped off the treadmills and headed for the showers talking all the way there. When we stepped into the shower room I suggested we share a stall kind of laughing to make it sound like a joke but really hoping she would go for it and to my surprise she did. I stepped in the stall first and Cathy fallowed right after closing the privacy curtain that had stayed open the week before on both of our stalls. I smiled to myself and turned the water on feeling the warmth fall over my body. I turned around facing Cathy reaching just passed her grabbing my body wash our breasts just barley touching each others just as I hoped they would. I stepped back poured some body wash on my hand and lathered it up then spreading it on my body ever place I could reach paying special attention to my breast and bare pussy which I noticed Cathy also paying special attention to as well watching my hands move over my body. I turned and rinsed myself off asking her at the same time if she would do my back. She said she would be happy too. As soon as her hands touched my back I was in heaven she had a very soft touch I could feel myself getting excited again my nipples growing hard and my pussy becoming moist. Cathy spread it all over my back and my sides up to my breasts I shivered when I felt her hands touch the sides of them and hoped she would continue over them but to my disappointment she didn't she just stepped back and said all done. I sighed to myself and turned around and rinsed my back looking her in the eyes the whole time. Cathy blushed back at me and I knew I had to do something to move this along cause I didn't think I could wait any longer. I stepped closer to her till I was face to face with her she was blushing a even brighter red now as I leaned in and started to kiss her softly she slowly started kissing me back and then suddenly broke the kiss and said are you sure we should do this? I moved closer backing her against the shower stall wall. Whispering yes I'm sure. And then started to kiss her again this time she kissed me back right away. We stood there kissing for what seemed like forever loving every moment of it. But I broke the kiss kissing my way down her neck placing kisses all over it then down to her breast making sure not to miss any part of them stopping only to kiss and softly lick and suck her nipples which became little pebbles in my mouth quickly then proceeding down her tummy over her pubic patch paying special attention to it making sure not to miss any part of it. Moving down to her beautiful puffy pussy lips placing many kisses over then before letting my tongue come out licking them softly up and down her legs parting for me as she stood there my tongue slowly worked its way inside of her finally tasting her sweet nectar that I desired more then anything else at that moment. Pushing my tongue deeper and deeper inside of Cathy not able to get enough curling my tongue scooping out her juices into my mouth hearing her moan louder and louder till she climax sending wave after wave of sweet nectar in to my eager mouth. Feeling her juices run down my chin. She slowly calmed and I backed away looking into her eyes slowly getting to my feet kissing her once I was face to face with her knowing she's tasting her juices on my lips ours kisses became more passionate. This time though she broke the kiss trying to copy my every move as she worked her way down to my shaved bare pussy. She timidly licked my pussy lips slowly pushing her tongue inside of me once in though there was nothing timid about it she started licking my pussy like a wild woman trying to get every drop of my sweet juices. Moaning to her every tongue movement but instead of curling her tongue inside of me she flickered her tongue which drove me over the edge I moaned very loudly hoping no one would hear me as wave after wave of pleasure and cum burst out of my pussy into her mouth. I toke a little while longer to calm down then Cathy did I was shaking as I tried to keep my balance I finally calmed. Cathy stood up and kissed me passionately I could taste myself on her lips. We kissed for a while longer before giving ourselves a quick rinse then getting out of the shower moving to the change room that was thankfully empty. Once dressed we exchanged phone # and addresses. I told Cathy I would call her that night. And I did but that's a story for another time. The Gym - A Dani Harris Adventure I love cycling, but I am still not good at getting out on cold, frosty winter mornings. I don't do much road cycling as I have a fear of other road users knocking me off so most of my fitness routine is spent cycling down muddy forest tracks. However, when winter sets in my stay fit sessions all but disappear and I end up in early spring starting all over again getting back to my peak fitness levels, plus of course having to shift the excess weight gained from too much indulgence food. This year I decided it was going to be different and I joined a gym. Now I am not really a gym person, hours spent on a treadmill don't really appeal to me and don't compare to being able to rush down a hill at top speed with the wind in your hair and fresh air in your lungs. For a gym to work for me I would have to do some sort of exercise class with an instructor there to push me to my limit. I found the perfect solution, a small private gym in the next town where they had regular spinning classes. For those of you who have not come across spinning it involves sitting on an exercise bike that has a heavy flywheel and a tension lock that you can make it as difficult as possible to actually peddle. The instructor sets the lesson to various musical tracks and you have to peddle to the beat of the music while the trainer shouts at you to increase your friction or complete a sixty second sprint at double time. It is hard work but at the end of it you have increased your strength and your stamina. A great way to keep going through the winter. After trying a few classes I decided that I was enjoying this routine, the trainer was a pretty blonde which helped, the classes were small, no more than a dozen people but usually the numbers were a lot less, and more often than not I was the only male in the class. Certainly the view of firm female buttocks in tight lycra that confirmed my classmates didn't wear underwear under the lycra shorts helped the 45 minute sessions fly by. As I said it was a small privately owned gym and one week I arrived and as usual proceeded to the changing rooms to get ready for my class. There on the door was a notice. "There is no hot water available in the men's locker room. We have called a plumber out but in the meantime if you want a shower please let me know and I will arrange for you to use the ladies. Sorry for any convenience, Emily." "How annoying," I thought, "I usually finish spinning totally soaked in sweat and the thought of getting dressed like that and driving home was not appealing." I got myself ready, stripped off completely and pulled on my tight lycra shorts, no underwear for me either, donned a t-shirt and trainers and turned up for my spinning class. As usual Jane worked us very hard and my t-shirt was completely soaked through in less than ten minutes. Thirty minutes later I was finished, totally sweaty and soaking wet. "See you next week Dani." "You too Jane." I walked out of the class and past reception. "Hey, how was the class." "Great thanks, Emily, just a pity about your hot water situation though, I could really do with a shower now." "That's ok you can use the ladies." I gave Emily a quizical look. She was mid twenties, curly blonde hair to her shoulders with bright blue eyes and a figure to die for. "Ha-ha, I don't think the ladies will be happy about that." "Well I will stand outside and make sure they don't come in if you want." "Well, I could sure use a shower." "Come on then, let's get you cleaned up." "Are you sure this is alright?" "Of course," and she led off to the locker rooms, with me one step behind. "I will just check there is no one already inside," as she pushed the door open. She was back before I could complete my acknowledgement. "All clear, you can go in, I will stay here." "Um ok, so you are going to tell the ladies they can't enter right?" "Maybe." Emily winked at me. "Oh well I am sure no one would want to see me in a shower anyway, I bet you could tell them I was there but they could come in if they wanted and the would all stay out here." I tried a small joke. "Ha-ha I bet they wouldn't." "Sure they would, five pounds says you could tell them they can come in if they want but none of them will." "So if they come in you give me five pounds? What if they don't?" "I keep the five pounds." "Make it ten and you have a bet mister, and be prepared for an audience, ha-ha." "How did I suddenly get into this?" I wondered to myself as I fished out a ten pound note from my wallet. "Here, you keep it safe, when no one comes in you can give it me back." "Enjoy your shower, Dani." I entered the ladies changing rooms and sat down on the nearest bench. What was I thinking of? Oh well, I had better shower quickly I decided. I pulled off my sweaty clothes and pulled out some shower gel from my kit bag. Nervously I walked over to the showers and turned the water on. The warm water grew hot quickly and I stood there allowing the heat to relax my tired muscles. The steam filled the shower cubicle, I squeezed shower gel into my hand and proceeded to build up a frothy layer of lather over my toned torso and legs. The heat felt good and soon the shower area was filled with steam as I rinsed off the soap. Finally, as is my habit, I moved the water all the way to cold and let the stinging pressure massage my body until it felt numb. My balls and cock shrivelled tightly in the cold water, the latter shrinking to only about eight centimeters. Turning off the water I reached for my towel, only then remembering I had left it on the bench by the changing room door. Not even thinking about my bet with Emily I walked out the shower and back into the changing area as naked as the day I was born. "Ooh nice." I heard the female voice before I saw anything through the steam. "Are you looking for this?" another voice added and as I looked in the direction of the door I saw one of the girls from my spinning class holding up my towel. I didn't know her name, but she was probably the youngest in the class, in her mid twenties, short blonde hair and a fit body to match. Her breasts were probably a 34c and I had often admired her lycra clad arse in front of me. "Um, yes." I stammered trying to cover my cock with the bottle of shower gel. "Come and get it then." That was when I felt my bum cheek being pinched, I hadn't noticed the owner of the first voice had circled around the benches and was now behind me. On reflex I spun round to face her, my hands moving to rub my sore arse, but then leaving my cock completely exposed. "Oh my god, that's tiny. Sorry, but well it is." and she burst into laughter looking at my shrivelled cock. It was one of the other girls from my class, older being in her thirties, but still fit, light brown hair, with greenish eyes. "Oh let's see, turn round." The girl in front of me grabbed my arms to my side and span me round to face the door. My feet slipping easily on the wet floor. "Ooh yeah, haha. Cute though. I don't think you need a towel for that." she finished, dropping my towel on the floor and marching over to where I still stood, my arms trapped at my sides by the older woman behind. "Do you think it works?" "Dunno, shall we find out?" The younger girl reached out her right hand and placed it on my thigh, the presence of two attractive women touching me whilst I stood next to them naked started to have an effect and my penis twitched in anticipation. "Ooh something moved." "Here does this help?" One of the hands on my arms relaxed and moved down my spine and then between my buttocks. In an instant it was pushed through my legs and had hold of my balls. My cock jumped again. "Yeah it did." The girl in front moved her hand up my thigh and took hold of my cock as it enlarged quickly becoming fully hard in her fingers. "That's more like it. Wait." It took her only seconds to take a mobile phone out of her bag and before I realised she had snapped a photo. "Maybe you should have got one before too, you know a before and after photo." Fits of giggles erupted behind my back. "Let's have a look?" "Oh it doesn't come out very well does it?" "No not really." "It's all that hair." More giggles now from both girls and I am still trapped with one arm pinned to my side, I try to position the other one strategically but it is no use, my erection is too large now for one hand to cover it up. "I've got my razor with me." an impish look came over the younger girls face. "Ok." I was pushed gently to one of the benches. "Lie down." I didn't have much choice and then the older woman straddled my stomach, my feet hit the floor either side of the bench and I felt the other girl settle between my legs on the bench. A cold squirt of shaving foam soon enveloped my cock and balls and her hand gripped my penis. I felt the touch of the razor on my shaft and I froze. "Keep still, this won't take a minute." My cock was quickly shaved and then my balls, my erection solid throughout this strange encounter. Another squirt and with a flourish the hairy V above my cock was gone too. In a second I felt the whole area being wiped off as the girl stood back to admire her work,my towel dangling from her fingers. "Much better. Right stay there." Once again the camera flashed, now not once but a number of times. My cock bursting under the attention. "Yeah they look better." "Still should have had a before picture though. I can't believe how small that was before I got hold of it." "Have to have him cum then won't we." and I felt a tongue lapping at my tightened sack. The older woman still straddling my stomach reached down and now held my penis straight up. After all the attention and now the sensation of fingers and tongue it didn't take long. The hand on my cock moved up and down and tongue below made my balls tremble. In no time at all I was at my limit. "I'm coming." The tongue moved away quickly and the hand directed my cock back towards my now smooth torso as I came over myself. Almost immediately my cock returned to its usually tiny flaccid size. "That's better," again the camera flashed. "Looks like you need to clean up." I was pushed back to the shower room as the two women left the changing room in hysterical laughter. I quickly washed the cum off me and returned to find my towel in a heap on the floor by the entrance. Suddenly the door creaked open and Emily poked her head round. "Um are you ok?" she asked staring at my shaved cock and balls about a meter from her face "Er yeah I guess I lost my bet didn't I?" "Haha yeah, are you going to be long with your shower, only um, there's a queue out here now and I don't know how long I can keep them out." "A queue?" "Yeah, seems you have a reputation." "What?" "The camera doesn't lie does it?" She stood there her head the only part visible round the door, her eyes focused on my cock. Behind her I could hear and see a group of women getting impatient. "So do I let them all in?" "Um, I don't think you should." "Well what's it worth?" "What do you want?" "How about playing with that?" she reached a hand out and grabbed my soft cock. "Um, I don't seem to be in a position to negotiate, Emily." "No you don't Dani, get some clothes on quick before I change my mind." I didn't need telling twice, I pulled on trousers and a sweat top and stuffed everything else into my kit bag. Emily was still watching me and held the door open as I exited the ladies changing room. "Aw spoilsport." I heard "Come back again won't you, Tiny." I passed red-faced between them as Emily pocketed the ten pound note. "You owe me Dani." "I know Emily, anything you want, but thanks for getting me out of there." "Well I hope your tongue is well trained and anyway, I only agreed to keep them out today, who knows when the water will be fixed." "Oh thanks, Emily." I waved as I made my way to the door. "Hey where do you think you are going?" "Um home?" "No way, treatment room 1 now mister. It's pay-back time." "Oh I see." "Yeah get a move on." She led me through to one of the treatment rooms where they could provide sports massage treatment. "You know watching what those girls did to you made me horny, Dani." "You were watching?" "Yes, strip and get up on here." She pointed to a massage couch along one wall. I did as told as she grabbed my faccid cock in her hand. "Hmm this isn't going to satisfy me is it," she gave my cock a tug stretching it half way down my thigh, but having just released my balls in the changing room there was little reaction as my cock shrunk back to its 8 cm length. In a second she pulled off her own tight gym trousers, revealing a pink pussy with puffed up lips and a small landing strip of hair down the middle. "Yes I was watching and now I need satisfaction, what have you got, Dani?" With a bound she jumped onto the couch and straddled my head, her feet tucked under my shoulders as she sat back onto my chest, then raised herself up and lowered her sweet lips to my mouth. Instinctively my tongue reached out and licked at those swollen lips. Her juices were already flowing as my tongue penetrated her outer labia. They parted easily leaving the way free to enter her vagina. She let out a moan as I did. "Oh yes, Dani." I continued licking at her pussy, alternating between thrusting my tongue inside her and licking up her outer lips to her clitoris. This brought on louder moans so I concentrated on her delicate nub, grazing it with my teeth and sucking it so it was drawn into my mouth. Her moaning got less controlled and I began to feel her thighs and pelvic muscles contract. Taking that as a sign that I was doing things right I continued, sucking her clitoris between my lips and then thrusting my tongue between her lips. Finally, she could take no more and collapsed onto me on the couch. "Oh my God, Dani. Where did you learn to do that?" "Well when you have one as small as mine you learn a few things." "From the photos I saw you aren't always that small." "Oh thanks for reminding me, I had forgotten about the photos." "Ha-ha, I think you will find they have been seen by everyone here by now." "Oh shit." "Don't worry, they looked pretty hot to me, they certainly got me ready and that was the best sex I have had in weeks." "Oh really?" "Yeah, so you better be back next week." The Gym: A Lesbian Love Story THE GYM: A LESBIAN LOVE STORY IN SEVEN ACTS. ++++++ INTRODUCTION: It happened so suddenly, so ominously. I was in the kitchen at home making a wonderful dinner for my husband and I. I was making an ice pot roast dinner for my husband and I when a sharp and ominous knock on the door unexpectedly broke the routine of the afternoon. When I opened the door, there was the grim face of a police officer standing in the doorway. "Are you Mrs. Camille Tracy?" the officer asked. "Yes I'm Mrs. Tracy," I answered. "Are you the owner, along with your husband, Johnny, of a 2012 Honda Civic, New York State License Plate 3WD-5CL?" The officer asked. "Why yes," I answered, "what happened?" I could tell by the look on the officer's face that the news was not good. "Your car was involved in a head on collision with another vehicle on I-90 West near Albany," the officer said. "Oh, no!!!" I screamed, "where is he? Will he be all right?" "I'm sorry to tell you, but your husband's dead," the officer said, "both he and the driver of the other car were both killed instantly. I just want to inform you as a proper courtesy. Please accepted my condolences." The bottom had just fallen out of the world that I had so lovingly built 30 years ago when I married Johnny was now suddenly torn away from me by a tragic and violent accident on the highway. "I want to go and see him, MOW!!!" I begged the officer. "Are you sure you want to put yourself through this?" the officer asked. "I want to see him," I yelled at him. "Alright, if you want to," the officer said. And so after I turned the stove off, I put on my coat, got into my own car and went over to the hospital. Shortly after I arrived, I went into the emergency room and there it was: The body of my husband Johnny. Police and doctors told me every detail about the accident. Doctors told me that Johnny had suffered severe injuries to his chest, head, and lungs. The injuries on Johnny were too massive and too deep and that there was nothing they could do to save him. After I talked with police and Medical personnel, I left the hospital. It was at this moment that I totally lost it. After I got into my car, I completely broke down and cried like a baby. Crying because the life I had known for 30 years had suddenly come to an abrupt end and quite so violently at that. But little did I know that this tragedy would lay the groundwork for the next chapter of my life. One that would see me in a new lifestyle that would change me forever...... ++++++ ACT 1: CAMILLE MOURNS HER HUSBANDS DEATH AND IS ENCOURAGED TO JOIN A HEALTH AND FITNESS CLUB. Here's how the road to the lesbian life happened: My name is Camille. I'm 56 years old. Not only was I happily married to Johnny for 30 years but I'm also the mother of two wonderful sons. Tony, 28, and Johnny Jr, 25. Both sons are now married to two wonderful women. Neither have any children of their own, yet. Johnny was buried three days after the accident. After the funeral and the mourning were over, I had to start picking up the pieces of my life and start all over again. Weeks and months went by and I was still trying my best to move on. Friends were coming over to my house offering not only sympathy but suggestions on how to move on with my life. They meant well. It was just that I was having an emotionally difficult time trying to get back to normal. And then one day a friend of mine came over and gave me an idea that would change the course of my life. Her name was Honey. Like me she was in her fifties (58), was happily married for 30 years and was not only a mother of two grown children but is also a grandmother. She told me that her husband and her were both swingers and she thought that I might try the lifestyle in hopes that I might find a fine suitable gentleman. "No thanks," I told Honey, "no matter how nice a guy he is, no man can ever replace Johnny in my mind." "Well, Camille, I've got an even better idea," Honey said. "What is it?" I asked. "As you know, Camille, I have a membership at Max's Fitness Club and Gym. "Yes," I said. "How about joining up as a member?" Honey suggested. "Really?" I asked. "Sure," Honey said, "this will be a great chance to get out into the world, again, and meet some interesting new people. make new friends." "It sounds great," I said, "but isn't it quite expensive?" "This month, you can sign up for only $50.00," Honey said. "$50.00?" I asked. "Yes," Honey said, "this special discount will only run until the end of this month so why not take advantage of it now?" "$50.00?" I asked again. "Come on, join," Honey pleaded. "All right I'll join," I answered, "You're right. I need to get out of this house and get back into the world." ""That's the spirit, Camille," Honey said. "When do we go over there?" I asked. "How about right now," Honey said, "gym doesn't close until 10:00." "All right, then, let's go," I said. And so Honey and I climbed into her car and we drove over to Max's gym. ++++++ ACT 2-CAMILLE SIGNS UP AND BECOMES A MEMBER OF MAX'S GYM WHERE ALONG THE WAY SHE DEVELOPS HER FIRST SEXUAL FEELINGS FOR HONEY. Honey and I arrived at Max's Health and Fitness Center. To my surprise, it was one of the most beautiful state-of-the-art fitness centers that I ever saw. Immediately Honey and I went to the front counter and there was Max. Honey introduced me to Max who described to me some of the nice packages that the center had to offer. Max was so pleasant to me. He was very kind and understanding. After I told him about my husband's death, he felt sorry for me and thought that joining his club was good therapy in my time of sorrow. And so, after a great deal of thought, I signed up for a 30-day package. The cost was only $50.00 but the experience of using a health club and gym as a means of overcoming my grief was priceless. The health club was equipped with bicycles, weights, a sauna room and treadmills where customers would go back and forth while counting not only how fast they could go but also what their heart and pulse rates were. When Honey and I both left the gym, She told me that I was going to love it there. "You are going to love this place, Camille," Honey said, "Here, you are going to put the tragedy of losing Johnny behind and you are going to both look and feel like a new person." "I hope so," I said. "I know you will." Honey said. The following Monday, Honey and I arrived at Max's and began our workouts. We both went into our locker rooms and changed out of our regular clothes and instead put on our gym clothes. We both wore tight Halter Tops and tight pants. After we both put our gym clothes on we went out to the floor and began our workouts. The workouts lasted about two hours. We both used every single piece of equipment at the gym. We used the treadmill to measure how fast we were running as well as all of our vital signs. Honey and I both did pushups on the floor and Honey showed me why she has such a well toned body when she was lifting weights. I wouldn't be surprised if she went on to be a bodybuilder in the near future. It was at that moment that the sexual feelings toward Honey started. I was watching Honey lifting weights when all of a sudden, I started having wet dreams about her. The sight of Honey, in her halter top, doing pushups and lifting weights breaking out in a big sweat started to turn me on in a big way. As Honey continued her exercise routine, I was not only getting wet on the inside but I was starting to feel lust for her on the outside as well. I began to play with my body as the sweat pouring out of Honey's body began to glisten under the hot gym lights. The glistening sheen of sweat had caked both of our bodies but it was Honey's sweat that was turning me on even more. Her freckles and age spots on her back only made her more sexually appealing to me. I was starting to rub my pussy as I was drinking in the sight of Honey and her beautifully toned body working up a sweat on the gym floor. I immediately ran out of the gym floor and hid in the laundry room of the gym. There I removed my gym clothes and, now completely naked, was really beginning to explore my own feelings toward Honey. I played with my pussy for a few minutes as I began to fantasize both Honey and I as lovers. While I played with my pussy with one finger, I was massaging my left breast with the other. I started to dream about Honey at this time. "Oh, Honey," I screamed to myself, "please put your dildo into my pussy." I was moaning and groaning for a few more minutes in pure ecstasy thinking about Honey in a perverse sort of way. And then panic surged inside me. "Why is this happening to me?" I thought. Here I was married to Johnny for 30 years. Years that gave me nothing but happiness and joy. And now I was starting to have these dirty thoughts about a woman, and a woman who was not only my best friend but was also a wife, mother and grandmother as well. I thought I must be sick to be thinking of Honey in this fashion. I had to be. I was straight all my life, dating some of the nicest men I ever met until I found the right one in Johnny. And now I was having dirty sexual thoughts about not only a woman but one who was married, but also a mother and a grandmother and a friend to boot. Now I was masturbating over her in a sexual way. I continued for a few more minutes until I finally was about to cum. I felt the sensation of my cum shoot up inside of me as I was about to climax after one big masturbation session. When it was over, I laid back and relaxed on the laundry room floor. I then went back to the main gym where Honey had just about finished. "Where were you, all this time, Camille?" Honey asked. "Oh, I had to go to the ladies' room," I said. "Did you have fun, here?" Honey asked. Why, yes," I said. Honey then told me how the gym's weights had really toned up her body. "Here feel those muscles," Honey said. I felt her newly toned muscles. All of a sudden, the sexual feelings for Honey returned. "Honey," I said, "how about we shower and go home?." "Why, sure," Honey said. And so, after an hour in the gym, we showered together in the gym's locker area and then Honey drove me home in her car. It was the quietest and most tense car ride I have ever been in. ++++++ ACT 3-CAMILLE FACES THE TRUTH: SHE'S IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN. A WOMAN WHO'S ALREADY MARRIED. And so, every Tuesday and Thursday, Honey and I would both travel to Max's gym and Health Club together. Each week, I was pouring out my hart and soul to make myself more fit for my age. Each week, I cycled, ran and did other activities in order to stay and keep in shape. And to try to get over the sudden hurt caused by Johnny's tragic death. And each week, I found myself increasingly becoming sexually attracted to Honey. The freckles and ages spots on her back and shoulders as well as the sag in her breasts gave her a more sexual appeal than any man that was at the gym. When I got home after workout I went straight to my room and I kept playing with myself. I was masturbating like heck every single night, playing with myself until I came with full force. It was at that moment that I had to realize the truth: That I was becoming a lesbian. Not only was I becoming a lesbian but was in love with my very best friend. One who was already married with a family. For the next few days I was struggling not only with my feelings but also with how I was going to tell Honey the truth. I was hoping to break the news to her gently. To tell her in a way that wouldn't upset her. One evening, I had just finished my bath and climbed into bed to watch some TV for the night. I was still trying to think of what to say to her and how to tell her when I got an unexpected phone call from Honey. "Camille, is that you?" Honey asked. "Why yes," I answered, "what is it?" "Please come over to my place," Honey cried, "I want you to be at my side." "What happened?" I asked. "My Bill just left me," Honey cried, "he left a note saying he wants a divorce." "No!!!" I said, "I'll get dressed, put on my coat and be right over as soon as possible." "Would you?" Honey asked. "Sure," I said. "All right," Honey said, "see you shortly." "See you, too," I said. "Goodbye," Honey said. "Bye" I said. Talk about something so shocking and unexpected. I immediately got into my clothes and drove over to Honey's place to try to comfort her in her own time of loss just as she comforted me after Johnny's tragic death. Little did I know that this would be the moment when my romantic desires for Honey would be finally consummated. ++++++ ACT 4-HONEY TELLS CAMILLE THAT HER HUSBAND HAS LEFT HER. I arrived at Honey's house a few minutes later. There was Honey sitting in her living room chair, crying, tears streaming down her eyes. She handed me the letter that her husband Bill had written before he left her. Honey then told me the whole story. "Bill and I, as you may well know, were members of a swing club," Honey said, "well, last week during one party, Bill had just met this 25 year old girl named Sharon." "Well, to make a long story short," Honey went on, "Bill suddenly decided that, after meeting Sharon, he decided that I wasn't good enough for him anymore." "What do you mean 'not good enough for you?'" I asked. "Bill thought that at 58 years, I'm just no longer good enough for him," Honey cried, "he decided that a younger woman was the only way to go." "Why that's not true," I assured her, "You're just as hot and sexy as any 25byear old." "That's what I tried to tell him," Honey said, "but he thinks that at my age, I'm all washed up." "Why that's not so," I said. "Well it's true," Honey said. "Bill thinks I'm nothing more than an old shoe and an old hat." "Why that's not so," I said, "you're just as beautiful now as you were when you were 25 years old yourself." "Really?" Honey asked. "Really," I assured her. "Wow," Honey said, "you're not just saying that because you're my friend?" "No," I emphatically told her, "I really mean that you're the most beautiful woman I have ever met." "Gee whiz, Camille," Honey said, "you're one friend who can really be so nice to a person when he or she is down. I don't know what to say." "Here's how," I said. I then got up took honey by the hand and gave her a big hug. Although the hug was meant as little more that a symbol of friendship, A funny thing happened to me as I was hugging her. My hands were rubbing and massaging her back. The slow and gentle strokes of my hands were giving me some of the most erotic thoughts of Honey that I ever thought of. That moment convinced me that I was becoming a full-fledged lesbian. I wanted to kiss her, to touch her and to tell her in my own erotic way that things will be all right. My feelings for Honey had grown so much to the point that I thought of her more as a lover than as a friend. I was in love with my best friend. I wanted to tell Honey how I was truly feeling at that point. But after Honey told me what Bill had done to her, I decided to wait some more. Honey had enough shocks for one day. I decided not to make things worse for her by springing a surprise on her. When our embrace broke, I asked her if she wanted to come to the gym with me. "That will be very nice, Camille," Honey said. "How about tomorrow night, then? I asked. "That would be fine," Honey said. "How about I pick you up at 6, then?" I asked, "will help take your mind off of what had just happened." "Fine, then," Honey said. "All right, then," I said, "6:00 it is." "Great," Honey said. "good night." "Good night, Honey," I said. And with that I climbed into the car and drove home unaware of the new adventure that this development is going to take me. ++++++ ACT 5-AT THE GYM, CAMILLE'S PASSION FOR HONEY BEGINS TO GROW. AND HONEY STARTS DEVELOPING FEELINGS FOR CAMILLE. THE RESULT: THEIR FIRST SEX TOGETHER. The following Monday night, both Honey and I returned to Max's for another week of feeling and keeping fit. As the weeks went on, our bodies were becoming more tonier, our arm muscles were becoming harder and I was feeling even more hornier towards Honey. As I was watching Honey do her workout in the gym, I was awestruck by how determined she was to take better care of her self. Her husband's decision to leave her for a much younger woman would have broken the spirit of any woman. But it only made Honey more determined to take care of herself both physically and mentally. She was determined to prove that her age was no barrier to having fun and enjoying life. After one session, I was awestruck at how Honey's body had gotten more muscular and well toned. When we were in the dressing room we would often compare the results of our workouts. I discovered that my body was growing even more muscular and firmer than Honey's. I even dared her to feel the muscles on my body. "Honey?" "Yes, Camille." "How would you like to feel these hot muscles." "Why, sure." Honey began to feel my muscles and my newly toned body. "Say, Camille, you're looking mighty good." "Thank you." "You've done quite a job moving on with your life after Johnny died." "Thank you, Honey." "Now how about feeling my muscles." "Why sure." And so I felt Honey's well built muscles. As I touched them, The warm sexual feelings I had for her were starting to come back. This time in a more pronounced way that usual. My nipples were getting hard as I felt the smooth and hard surface of Honey's muscles. I was starting to breath a lot more heavier than usual and I was starting to feel wetness in my pussy area. My body was starting to weaken from just touching the toned body of my best friend. Finally, Honey grabbed me and took me into a private corner where she gave me both a drink of water from the cooler. It was then I told her the truth. "Are you all right, Camille?" "Yes, Honey, I'll be just fine." "What happened?" "Honey," I told Honey, "it's time that I tell you the truth. I love you. Ever since Johnny died and you became my rock I've had a crush on you." "What?" "I know what you are thinking, Honey, and I don't blame you for being mad at me. But ever since Johnny died, I became sexually attracted to you. I had a crush for you. Please let me explain." "This better be good." "Ever since Johnny died I tried to get back into the singles scene and found several nice guys to love. But I soon realized that no man could replace Johnny in heart, mind and spirit." "Then this woman named Susan joined me for a drink one night at this singles bar. and so we sat down and had a nice drink and some conversation together. All of a sudden one thing led to another and soon enough I brought her to my place where we slow danced together in my living room." "And then what?" "Susan and I went upstairs into my bedroom. We kissed and had some of the most beautiful sex ever. It was there that I became a lesbian. Nature was telling me that no man could ever replace Johnny and that my future was with a woman." "Wow, that's some story. But there is one thing you should know right now "What is it?" "I still consider myself a straight woman. In fact, after my divorce from Bill becomes final I hope to get back into the singles scene and meet a fellow who is more appreciative of me than Bill ever was." "Honey?" "What?" "Please, Honey, I think I'm in love with you." "No, Camille, I can't do this." "Please, let me show you." And with that, I took Honey up close to my lips and I began to kiss her. Our kiss was deep, soft and romantic. It was a very passionate kiss. The Gym: A Lesbian Love Story We broke the kiss after five minutes and Honey told me that I kissed even better than Bill ever had. I then removed Honey's halter top and I began sucking on her big and beautiful breasts. Honey had one of the most amazing tits I ever saw and I began to take the nipple into my mouth and began to lick it. Honey was starting to enjoy every minute of the experience and she wasted no time in returning the favor. She removed my halter top and began to suck my tits. "Oh, Camille, this is so beautiful, so lovely," Honey said. "Thank you." "I didn't know how beautiful lesbian love could be until I met you." "I'm glad you love it." "I do." The both of us then removed our gym pants and on the bench we gathered into a 69 position. We both began to suck and lick each others pussies with wild abandon. "Wow, Camille, you're so good." Honey said. "I've been doing this since that night with Susan," I told Honey. "Really?" Honey said. "That's right." I told Honey. We continued 69ing for awhile. And then I saw a bottle of hand lotion sitting on the counter. I got up, took the hand lotion, put some on my finger and placed the finger into Honey's ass. At first Honey was in a state of shock. "What the heck is going on?" Honey asked. "A surprise," I told Honey. "What surprise?" Honey asked. "Did Bill ever ass fuck you?" I asked. "A few times," Honey said. "And how did you like it?" I asked Honey. "Loved it, Honey said. "Well, guess what?" I said. "What?" Honey asked. "That's what I'm doing to you right now," I answered. And with that I kept on finger fucking Honey in her ass. To my surprise, Honey was enjoying every minute of it as I moved my finger back and forth inside her moist ass. Honey started to cum a few minutes later. The warmth of her cum radiating throughout her body. Then, after a few minutes, I asked Honey if she would do the same for me. I happily obliged. I gave her the hand lotion. She then put some on her finger and she then placed the lotion moistened finger into my ass. "Johnny was very good at this with his cock," I told Honey, "I hope you're getting the hang of it." "I am," Honey said. Pretty soon, the two of us settled down and enjoyed our first lesbian sex together. Honey was expertly moving her finger back and forth. To say that I was enjoying every moment of this was an understatement. Being fucked in the ass was enough of a thrill. But when it's done by a another woman, it really sent a thrill up my spine. Honey's pace was nice and slow, too. I moaned and groaned with excitement as I felt Honey's finger move up and down my ass. "Oh, Honey," I said. "What?" Honey asked. "What do you think of lesbian sex now?" I asked. "I love it." Honey replied. "Good," I said, "now keep up the good work. You're making me so hot and horny." "Am I?" Honey said. "You certainly are," I told her. Honey continued for a few more minutes when all of a sudden, I started to cum. I could feel the warm sensations of my cum flowing inside of me as I came to all of my hearts content. For the first time, I was feeling the excitement of cum inside of my body as the sensations of lesbian sex came rushing all over my body. "Oh my god, Honey," I screamed. "What is it?" Honey asked. "That was the best sex I've ever had," I said. "Really?" Honey asked. "Really," I said. We rested for a few minutes gathering to collect our breaths. Then, we both went into the shower together. We turned on the water and we washed and rinsed off together. There was more kissing and hugging together. However, before we could get it on one more time, two other women members of the club came right in to change and head out to the main gym. Rather than risked getting caught and run the risk of getting thrown out of the gym, we decided to take a quick shower together, get dressed and go home. When Honey and I went home together, we had no idea that it was to be the start of a whole new chapter in our lives. ++++++ ACT 6-CAMILLE AND HONEY FIND LOVE IN A HOT TUB. After we left the fitness center we knew that there was no turning back. Honey and I were now in a completer lesbian relationship. As the weeks went on, Honey and I would go to the fitness center to exercise. We were working harder, exercising harder, gaining confidence in ourselves and we were getting bolder in having sex at the gym. We were getting it on in the shower and in the locker room. We even decided as a lark to shock some of the ladies at the club by putting on a show for them at the club. Boy, you should have seen their faces when they saw us going down on each other, naked, in the shower. ++++++ Meanwhile, our bodies were getting harder and more tonier by the day. Honey was getting more muscular by the day. I told her how her new muscles alone were turning me on. Honey returned the favor by saying the same thing about mine. "Wow," Honey said to me, "with those muscles and with such a beautifully toned body, you'd be a shoo-in to win a body building contest." "Really?" I asked. "Sure." Honey said. "Do you know what?" I told Honey. "What?" Honey asked. "I thought the same way about you," I replied. ++++++ One evening, after our workouts at the gym, we both went over to the adult sex shop that was located down the street from the gym. We stopped in and, lo and behold, we found a very large collection of strap-on dildos that I had ever seen. As we looked at the dildos, we looked at each other with mischievous looks in our eyes and we bought each of us a strap-on dildo. As we rode home in Honey's car, I informed her that there's a small hot tube in the back of my house and how about we go to my house and relax there. When we went inside the house, I took Honey on a tour of the hot tube area. After I showed her the tub, we each got out of our clothes and were now completely naked. We then took out the strap-on dildos and placed them around our waists. We then went out to the hot tub room, together. I turned on the hot tub and also My CD player. When the CD started to play some slow dancing music, Honey and I put our arms around each other and together we danced naked together. As we danced together, a thought ran through my mind: Here we were, two mature women in our 50's, who have each lost a husband we were both married to for a long time. One through death the other through impending divorce; and now we were both together naked except for the strap-on dildos we were wearing together. As the tunes kept playing and we were slow dancing together, I couldn't help but whisper something erotic in Honey's ear. "I love you, Honey," I whispered. "I love you, too," Honey whispered back. And with that, I turned off the CD player and took Honey's dildo into my mouth. I immediately suck on Honey's fake cock and I was in seventh heaven. I, at last, felt the sensation that I was totally in love with my best friend. That this was what I wanted. I then took Honey's hand and together we went straight into the hot tub together. Honey and I then kissed up a storm as our lips met. The hot tub was at full speed as our two naked bodies were pressing against each other. After the kiss I began to suck on Honey's beautiful tits. After a few minutes of beautiful arousal, Honey returned the favor by sucking on my beautiful tits. After a few minutes I then asked Honey if she would like to suck my strap-on cock. Honey then proceeded to take my strap-on cock and put it in her mouth. The sensation felt so wonderful. Honey's lips were moving slowly as I felt her lips move back and forth sucking the "cock" full force. We then got out of the tub for a few moments where Honey and I both performed a 69 on each other. After we sucked each others cocks we returned to the tub where I asked Honey to remove her strap-on. I the proceeded to stick my "cock" into her fine pussy. Honey really loved the feel of my strap-on in her pussy. She was really taking it in very well. After a few minutes, she was starting to feel it. "Oh my god, Camille," Honey said, "you're making me feel good." "Am I?" I asked. "Keep it up," Honey continued, "keep it up." My movements continued for another few minutes until Honey began to cum. When she came, she came with gusto. "I'm cumming," Honey said, "Oh my gosh, Camille, it's happening, it's happening!!!" "Are you really cumming now?" I asked her. "I really am!!!" Honey said. And with that Honey once again came inside of her with the full force that is so remarkable for a woman her age. After we took a rest for a few minutes, Honey suggested that it was now my turn. "How about I put my strap-on back on and you remove yours so I can fuck you," Honey said. "Sure," I said. And so Honey put her strap-on back on and I removed mine as Honey returned the favor by placing her strap-on inside my pussy. Honey's motions were a little faster than mine but I enjoyed her anyway. Honey pounded away at me as I was taking everything in. The atmosphere, the sex and the hot tub itself. Honey and I were truly in love with each other. The gym and the hot tube only made the atmosphere more exciting, more intoxicating and more vibrant. We both knew that this was what we wanted very much. After a few minutes, I, too, began to cum inside of me. "Here I come, Honey," I screamed, "here I come." "Are you sure?" Honey asked. "I'm positive," I said. "Here it comes," Honey said. And it happened. I was feeling warm all over the inside of my body as I came all over the insides of my body. "Wow, that must have been a good one," Honey said. "Sure was," I said. We then relaxed in the hot tub together, kissing and enjoying the soothing waters of the tub. "Remember when you finger-fucked me at the gym?" Honey asked. "Sure, why?" I asked. "How about we both go upstairs to your bedroom and you can ass fuck me with the strap-on?" Honey asked. "I'd like to," I said, "but doing it with a dildo or a real cock is a whole different ballgame than with a finger." "Bill and had done it all throughout our marriage," Honey said, "I'm used to it." "Really?" I asked. "Don't worry," Honey assured me, "it'll be all right." And so Honey and I both got out of the hot tub and went upstairs into the bedroom where the sex continued for the rest of the night. ++++++ ACT 7-CAMILLE AND HONEY ARE TOGETHER AS ONE. Two days after our affair in the hot tub, Honey's divorce from her husband, Bill, had become final (She filed for divorce the day after Bill had left her for that swing club bimbo). We both agreed that because our current houses carried too many memories of marriages that ended badly, we both decided to sell our homes and move into a single place together. After months of looking for a practical place to live, Honey and I found a beautiful cabin in the countryside. It was a beautiful 2-bedroom and 2 bath place which would be great if any of our children and their families come and visit us. The house also had a beautiful backyard for all kinds of activities especially during the summer. "Oh, Honey," I said, "wouldn't this be a nice place to have family and friends over?" "Sure would," Honey said. Also, much to our surprise, there was a hot tub area located near the back yard and a swimming pool as well. Now Honey and I could make out any time and any place we want to. We could have all the sex we want to in the bed, in the pool or in the hot tub. Finally, after weeks of paperwork and of packing (including tag sales), Honey and I both moved into our new home. Here we both were, having made a complete break from the past and were now settled down in our new home. "Just think, Honey," I said, "beginning today, we are starting over in our very own home. I never thought this day would come." "Yes, Camille," Honey said, "it's just you and I from now on." "We'll be very happy here," I said. The first day was spent unpacking all that we brought with us from our two former homes. After we unpacked, we finally got the hot tub working and the pool cleaned and refilled with fresh water. When all was said and done, Honey and I got into our bikinis and relaxed in our hot tub. We talked about what a great thing it was that we now had a place of our own. Just think, out here in the country, in the middle of nowhere, we could do almost anything we wanted to in complete privacy. "How do you like being out here in the country?" I asked Honey. "Loving it," Honey said. And with that I pulled Honey up to my lips and together we kissed. It was not just an ordinary kiss, it was a kiss to usher in our new home together. After the kiss, we removed the tops of our bikinis and I the sucked on Honey's beautiful tits. After I sucked on Honey's tits, She sucked on mine, what a thrill that we now had a place of our own to be able to have all the lesbian sex we want. We then removed our bikini bottoms and we then proceeded to perform a 69 on each others pussies. And then after we 69ed each other with soft and gentle tongue action, we then got out our sex toys. I took a nice big blue dildo and I wanted to place it it in her pussy. But Honey had other ideas. She wanted me to place it up her ass!!! "That's it," Honey screamed, "place it right up there in the ass. It's my favorite area to be fucked." "Well, if you say so," I said. And so I did as Honey asked. I placed the dildo up into Honey's ass. I never knew anyone who enjoyed anal sex as much as she did. Honey went wild with complete abandon as I moved the dildo back and forth across her fine ass. "You love this?" I asked Honey. "You bet I do," Honey said. I kept right on going until Honey started to cum. And when she came she really came. "Oh my gosh, I'm cumming," Honey screamed. And Honey started to feel cum rush all over her body. When it was over, I asked her how it felt. "It feels so good," Honey said. "from now on you can fuck me in the ass as well as the pussy." "You sure like to live dangerously," I joked. "You bet," Honey said. Honey then took the dildo and shoved it up into my pussy. After about 15 minutes, I, too, started to cum. It felt wonderful to feel the sensations of the hot cum inside of me. Afterwards, Honey and I knew that we were in love. That this was indeed our destiny to be together. We got out of the hot tub and went upstairs to bed where we remained for the rest of the night. ++++++ EPILOG Honey and I got married a few weeks after we moved into our new home together. Today, our marriage is happy and is still going strong. Our families from our respective marriages were told about this and they accepted it with no problems. My sons and their wives in fact often visit the house along with Honey's children, their spouses and kids. Honey's grandchildren fortunately have no problem accepting the fact that their grandmother is lesbian. Our sex live have gotten even better. We not only do it in bed or in the hot tub but also in the swimming pool. We even bought scuba equipment where, with mouthpieces, we often have some hot underwater lesbian sex together. Today, Honey and I are a very happy couple. This happiness was made even more complete when my oldest son Tony and his wife informed us that they were expecting their first child. Here's hoping that whether it is a boy or girl that my son and his wife teach their new child love and tolerance towards gays and lesbians as well as towards people of color. We were two women, two best friends, who were happily married. Two women who looked forward to long and happy lives with our husbands. Until we both lost them. One through death. One through divorce. But we were too strong, too determined to be down for this long. We picked ourselves up, dusted ourselves off and found each other at a health club. A strengthening of a friendship that turned into love of an unexpected kind. A lesbian love that turned into a lesbian marriage. A bond that we know will last forever. THE END.