0 comments/ 11290 views/ 1 favorites A Workout By: shagger Three minutes to go. Sweat poured down her body, the rhythmic motion left her in an almost hypnotic state. It had been so long. She always liked the slow start, the gradual build-up, the brief sprints and the languid slow downs as she caught her breath. But she was tired now, the minutes ticked away and she had to hold on just to keep at it, to keep moving, her muscles sore, tightening up. Finally, the program ended and she hit the button. The treadmill slowed and then stopped, and she got off, feeling beat, but energized. It had been so long since she had such a grueling workout, but in the 40 minutes she had managed to sneak away from the hubby and kids, she made the most of it. She wiped the sweat off her face with the towel, headed upstairs for a long shower. The kids' rooms were dark—one was sleeping, the other saying last goodnights one last time for the fifth or sixth time. Quickly, she slipped into the bedroom, locked the door behind her to prevent unwanted intruders, stripped out of her sweatpants and shirt, and grabbed a quick peek at her body in the mirror. It had been shaping up quite nicely. Her hubby loved it anyway—he could barely keep his hands off her. She pulled off the sports bra, setting free her stimulated breasts, her nipples tingling slightly from the friction of the workout, rising to attention in the cool air of the bathroom. It was sometime in the middle of soaping up—she couldn't remember when, perhaps her as she rubbed her ass or her calves or her feet—when she thought "Damn!" Her vibe, out of reach now, would have come in so handy. The warm water coursed down her body, washing away the soap and sweat. She felt stimulated but hungry. Nudging the faucet handle slightly, she cooled the water to try to take the edge off this sudden endorphin-fueled lust, but the shock of the chill caught her by surprise, producing even more of a shocking, stimulating effect, and she quickly finished the shower. She knew she had a brief window of opportunity to take care of matters, and that there was something in that old shoe box under the bed that she could use about now. Hurriedly, she dried, not very thoroughly really, and slipped into her robe. In her delicates drawer, she fished around the various unmentionables and found something that made her feel sexy—a breezy silk thong, which cradled her pussy like a soft hand. She pulled it on, feeling the thin strap ride up between her legs and through her crack, a gentle restraining reminder that felt both connecting and liberating. The crotch piece dampened, and she couldn't tell for sure whether it was her own wetness or her hasty drying job that made it so. She walked to the bed, dropped to a knee and extracted the objects of her desire, one in each hand. It was always a hard choice, picking the right tool for the job. There were those days when she felt businesslike, almost Japanese, preferring the slim sleek smoothness of a prim little leopard torpedo, with its laser beam focus on the task at hand. The brisk workout, the whole petite and feminine feel of the thong—she could go for that smooth snappy kind of orgasm now, quickly and sharply. But then there were nights like tonight, when she also craved something bigger, gnarlier really, something that could throw a little stretch and variety into the mix. She tossed them both on the bed, wishing she didn't have to choose. Dropping her robe, she laid down on her stomach on the bed. Screw it, she thought, her hand finding the angled thickness of the chili pepper, dialing it on to a strong vibe. Tonight I feel a little more slutty than prissy. She worked the vibe down to her thong, raising it up to permit entrance to the warming space between her legs, resting it outside against the silk, the vibe so strong that it may as well have been inside for all the power it was delivering to her swollen clit. She pulled up, the feeling so tense, then went back down for more as a blissful numbing worked its way from her feet up her legs. After a minute of the undulating motion of her hips, there was no mistaking the wetness that penetrated the thong as anything other than her own. She ground her teeth unconsciously, gritting as each slow pelvic revolution brought her spiraling closer to fulfillment. Deftly, she slipped the angled tip inside the thong, pushing the material to the side, grazing her swollen lips along the way, letting them envelop the shaft. Her hips arched and she traded the vibe head for tail so that it could penetrate her more easily, coming in from behind, sliding in an inch to where the tip arched against her g-spot, like a finger motioning "come here" against the cushy, swollen pad inside her. Neglecting her clit entirely, she worked this spot until that deeper craving and sensation came, a warmth, as if all the blood in her body had concentrated in her pelvis and torso, producing a sense of being hugged from the inside. It was almost too much—she had teased herself too much and now she wanted more. She slid the chili in until she felt herself stretch, until she felt full, but it still wasn't enough. Her free hand found her nipple, still rock hard and still sensitive from the chafing workout. She pinched it—tight—and thrust down on the vibe suddenly and simultaneously, picturing in her mind a thick cock filling her and possessing her. She moaned audibly—something she almost never did, this vocalization, and kept bearing down on the vibe last it was the last cock in the world. She wanted to pull it out, suck it, take it down her throat while the other one filled her pussy, both ends occupied at once, just to be used and completely and utterly fucked, the two sides of her, giving and taking, simultaneously satisfied, but as it was, this deep penetration and pinching pain was feeling so good she couldn't stop. Suddenly, she felt the edge of the bed depress slightly, and she paused for a moment. I locked the door, she thought, what the--then she remembered and relaxed. It wasn't one of the kids, because they couldn't work those locks. He must have unlocked the door when I was moaning and I didn't hear it. Fuck it, she thought. If he wants a show, he can have one. She raised her ass in the air to tease him, to offer it to him, and she felt his hand meet it. She wanted him to slap it, to possess her and make her his own, but he would never do that. He just stroked it, spread her ass cheeks and watched as she took the vibe deeper and deeper, over and over again. He kissed her ass and she felt his stubble rough on the smooth skin of her hips, his hair brushing her butt and then her thighs as he kissed her calves. She pulled the vibe out slightly, working the g-spot again and bearing back down so that some of the vibration echoed out to her clit. She felt his hands on her ass, massaging, caressing her back. She heard something. The other vibe. He had turned it on and was running it down her back, between her shoulder blades, down her spine, to the small of her back, a distracting massage when all her attention was elsewhere. She tossed her hair back over her ear and looked back at him kneeling behind her. Taking the other vibe, he laid it lengthwise between her cheeks, the stronger vibrations racing outward like waves through her buttocks, like two hands grabbing her. She felt that slutty urge take over again, put her head back down, and arched her back to give maneuvering room for the chili to enter her fully. As she raised her ass again, she met the firm resistance of her leopard vibe bearing down on her crack, a sudden intensity of feeling that pulsated in a wave from the pink star of her anus through her perineum to meet the reciprocal waves of vibration and sensation from the chili vibe that was now buried so deeply inside her, like ripples meeting and merging in a pond were these two sensations, blurred in a kind of sensation that was electrifying. "I need your cock," she said to him. "I need to suck it." She turned suddenly, crosswise on the bed, still on her hands and knees, the chili vibe never dropping from her. He stood next to the bed and she took him in her mouth. He dropped the vibe as she turned, and she took him out of her mouth long enough to say "Put it back there again." She didn't need a hand for the chili any longer, it was in her so snugly, wedged in and filling her. He reached over her back, set the leopard vibe back between her cheeks, again like a hotdog in a bun, he thought, but his lame observation jolted from his mind as soon as he placed it there as she began working on his cock like crazy, like the first time she had sucked it and he knew she liked sucking cock because of how wet she was when he felt her. He pressed and rocked the vibe on her, leaning forward, then jolting back as she worked his throbbing cock with her wet hungry mouth and slick hand. He began to come, but held off, his hand grabbing her hair still wet from the shower, slowing the pace. He could sense she was close too. "Turn around," he said. "Now." She obeyed, raising her ass to him at the edge of the bed, withdrawing the chili and letting the leopard vibe fall aside, offering herself fully to him. He pulled aside her thong, slipping his cock, still glistening from her blowjob, inside her wetness. She gasped—the texture and feel of his cock was so different from the chili, yet not that different—and grabbed the chili pepper again. She would be damned if he was just going to fuck her from behind and leave her begging. She took the vibe and worked it against her clit, meeting the rhythm of his thrusts, and this was a new sensation, the friction and fullness inside her with this intense constancy of vibration on the outside. For his part, he could feel that subtle tickle transmitted through her against the bottom base of his cock when he was fully penetrated. What he noticed more was the gasping, moaning she was making, so much stimulation at once. He grabbed her hips to guide the rhythm and felt her textures against his sensitive cock, pulling out with each thrust as far as he dare to get that sensation of the ridged head of his cock entering her depths, feeling the gentle rub of the thong's silky material as he pulled back out with each stroke. She needed something more. Dropping the chili again, she fumbled in the dark for the leopard vibe as he kept pounding away. She hoped he wouldn't come anytime soon, it was all feeling too good. Shit, she should have sucked him off to orgasm earlier so he could last longer right now. Reaching back, she handed him the leopard vibe and said "Put that back there again." He took it with his right hand, not letting go of her hip with his left, not missing a stroke, and set it between her cheeks. Her back arched and it slid down to where she could feel it lengthwise being pressed between his lower belly and her ass, this kind of full pelvic stimulation. Just one more piece, she thought. She grabbed the chili, put it hard against her clit, and it was all going on at once—the thong, the clit, his cock slamming into her, the other vibe sending shocks through her from behind. God, she thought, I need a mirror right now, or a camera, and she pictured him behind her, eyes closed in bliss, trying to hold off, and herself all consumed fully, mouth agape in ecstasy, and then she couldn't hold off, she was almost weeping now at how good this felt. "Slap my ass!" she commanded breathily and he swatted it gently and she thought you dumb fucker but only said "Harder!" and this time he obliged and at that sharp report of his hand she came hard and completely, and she felt his hands tighten on her hips and take control as he finished too, and as they thrust together, each vying for that finishing stroke, it was like they were locked in mortal combat for control of her pelvis. It was all she could do to keep from begging him to come on her ass, on her back, on whatever he wanted, but he was locked in and lusting and filled her with his cum. She collapsed on the bed, completely numb, not even noticing the vibes were still on, feeling him crumpled, exhausted and panting on top of her, on her back, his hand finding her breast, cupping it, as he nuzzled her neck. They drifted off to sleep like that until later, how long she didn't know, when an erotic dream woke her up, and the vibes droned on, front and back, and she felt ready for more. "Are you awake?" she whispered, feeling his slow breathing on her neck. He didn't say a word. He didn't have to. She felt his hardening cock encroaching on her again, pressing against her ass, waking from its slumber. A Workout Bonus One morning after I finished my daily workout I noticed a woman that I had seen a few times at the gym. We had exchanged a few glances and I noticed there was more than a passing hello in her eyes. As I walked out to my car I saw that she was parked next to mine. We said hello again and I asked how her workout went. She said it was fine but now I'm very hungry. I said I'm the same way after I workout and suggested that we meet somewhere for lunch. She looked at me with those eyes again and I had a hunch there would be more to lunch than a sandwich. She said, " Why don't we go to my place, I have something very good to eat there." He followed her to her place. She lived in a nice house not far from the gym. They both went inside. Her kitchen was off to the right. She told him to go ahead in there and have a seat; she'd be right back. He could see her bedroom from the kitchen. Better yet, could see her from there. She was taking off her gym clothes, and putting on a robe. He was in awe of her shiny, pert body. He couldn't keep his eyes off her. She turned, noticed him looking and sheepishly asked, "Do you like what you see?" All he could do at that moment was nod. It was like he was frozen into place. As he saw her standing there with her robe that barely covered her, he suggested that before lunch that a shower was in order. She led him to the bathroom. They stood by the shower and as her bathrobe fell to the floor they both kissed passionately, their tongues moving back and forth to each other's mouth. He began to undress but she stopped him and said, "Let me." As she undid his shirt, she kissed his chest moving her tongue down to his gym shorts; grabbing the shorts with her teeth and pulling them down to reveal his already rock hard cock. As they both stepped into the shower they lathered each other up. It was then that he noticed that her pussy was shaved and her lips full. It excited him to no end. He kissed both of her hard nipples and moved his tongue to her pussy. Her clit was begging to be sucked. As he licked and sucked her clit till it was rock hard he didn't forget to put his tongue deep in her pussy, grabbing her hips to grind against him. She began to moan and beg for him to fuck her, but she couldn't wait to get out of the shower. She moved to the back of the shower and bent over. He moved closer to her wet and anxious pussy. Slowly he entered her. Each movement inside her made her moan. It was then in a single movement that he went deeper in her as she backed onto his hard cock and too her deep inside her wet pussy. He grabbed her hips and began to grind his cock against her ass and pussy. He reached down and caressed her nipples as he began to move back and forth in her sweet pussy. He decided to fuck her again but this time as he fucked her hot pussy he took a finger and rubbed her ass. To his pleasant surprise she backed into his finger and moaned yes please fuck my ass! He pulled out his cock and rubbed her sweet pussy juice on her ass and slowly pushed his cock against it. He watched with excitement as he saw his cock go into her ass. She began to scream with excitement knowing what was coming. As he slowly slid his cock in her ass he saw her squeeze her clit to enhance her pleasure. His cock was buried all the way in her ass and he ground it to her by pulling her hips to him hard. He leaned over and kissed her back. She turned her head to meet him. They kissed deeply as his cock went faster and faster in her ass. He stood back and grabbed her hips again and they fucked harder and faster. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer as this lady was the sweetest fuck he'd ever had. She knew he was about to come and said, " Please fuck me harder and cum in my ass!" Just as the words left her sweet lips, he exploded with all the cum he had for her. He watched it roll out of her ass and down her pussy. He stayed in her ass as long as he could, till his cock was unfortunately released from her beautiful pleasure spot. She turned to him as the water ran down both of us. They kissed for the longest time, finished washing each other and collapsed on the bed. We promised each other that after gym workouts we would go to her place and have another lunch. A Workout with Sheri Sheri and I had "met" on the internet. We both had the same sort of things on our minds, although not exactly the same. She had once been a model, but now was past the point age-wise where she could command the sort of work she once had. She was still damned attractive, the sort of woman that every guy wanted to get naked with. She oozed of sexuality. Her thing had to do with knowing that she could not only still turn heads, but make guys cum as well. I had some very specific plans for her. The first time we got together, it was at a smallish bar/restaurant on the avenue. She wore a halter top, short denim skirt, and sandals with straps that crisscrossed almost to her knees. We both had martinis and as hers began to take hold she leaned forward so that her tits would show. They weren't huge and were a little on the droopy side, but I still thought it was really hot the way she wanted me to see them. At one point I reached over and slipped a hand inside her top to caress and cup one. She just sat there with her eyes closed and a smile. After a second round, I told her to go to the men's room and wait for me there. In this place there are two tiny restrooms that face each other across a short hall off the main dining area. After a minute or so I followed and once inside the diminutive space, I undid her halter so that I could see and play with her titties. I sucked on them for a bit, then told her I wanted to see her pussy. She pulled the skirt up to her waist, revealing no panties and a shaved snatch. I stroked it for a while then stuck a finger into her juicy hole before unfastening my jeans. Before I could get the zipper all the way down, Sheri took over, sinking to a squat so that she could take my member in her mouth. She was a damn good cocksucker and before long I blew my load down her throat. We both re-dressed, she slipped out, then I followed shortly after. When I got back to the bar, she was nowhere in sight and I thought maybe I'd blown it. (Actually now that I think about it, it was more like the other way around.) That night we reconnected on the internet and she told me she thought that it had been perfect as far as she was concerned -- quick and dirty was how she liked it. We made plans for a return to the scene and eventually ended up doing it twice more, once pretty much the same scenario, and the second time we actually fucked. We also met up early one evening at a "meat market" out in the suburbs. That time we more brazenly just went into the men's room, locked ourselves in a stall and fucked, her bent over with me tapping her from behind. But the best time was when we met up at the athletic club. A nudist group here in town takes it over one Saturday night each month during the winter. They used to do this at an old YMCA (really) but for the last couple years have been using the club. The whole place is available for nude recreation -- swimming pool, Jacuzzi, steam and sauna rooms, treadmills, there's usually a nude volleyball game in the gym and a massage table set up in one of the lounges. I've gone a couple times on my own. It's really great fun just to get naked with other people in the middle of the winter like that. Nothing had ever happened when I was there, but I'd heard stories. Sheri and I got talking about those evenings on one of those occasions when we were having our "adult beverages". I'd never noticed her, but she said she had been to the events several times. There was a guy she knew who just loved having her join him in the jacuzzi and stroke his cock until they couldn't stand the heat any more. He enjoyed having her play with his member under the bubbles, but he also liked it when they would get out. Everyone knew what was most likely going on under the surface, so it was no great surprise when he would step from the tub sporting a big stiffy. He was able to get away with parading around in front of every one like that. She said that was all that ever happened, but it did get me thinking. I asked her if she'd join me for the next event, which was a week away. She laughed and told me she'd be delighted to. We made arrangements for exactly what time and each headed our separate ways. That next Saturday we met in the vestibule of the club, signed in and both headed for the women's locker room. I always get a kick out of that part -- strolling right in, finding a locker, and stripping naked right there in the women's locker room. We grabbed towels and headed for the pool, to watch and to also be seen. The mix of males to females was about 3 to 1 and I would guess that there was somewhere in the neighborhood of 70 or 80 people there that night. Of all the women, Sheri was the only one sporting a smooth shaven snatch. Aside from one guy, she was also the only one with rings hanging from pierced nipples. There were a handful of others with tattoos of some form or another. Hers was comprised of four letters in gothic script positioned on her lower abdomen that said "LOVE". I noticed that her pudendae were puffy and distended and her nipples were like rigid thimbles. I licked my chops. In the room with all the treadmills several people were each doing the road to nowhere thing, all with either tits or penis jiggling away as they did. We passed through and around the corner to the rooms where the exercise machines and free weights are located. These spaces are rarely used at all during the nude events and the lights are mostly off, only an occasional fixture lit. Just inside the broad entryway I led us to the left where there was a dimly it corner, less than twenty feet from where the treadmill walkers were jiggling away. Sheri knew what I had in mind and laid her towel down on the floor to kneel on. As her face approached my groin I rapidly got hard and as soon as her lips wrapped around the head of my cock I was all the way there. Sucking away she brought me almost to the point of ejaculation in no time at all. I kept thinking that someone might stumble across us there but no one appeared. I had decided that if someone did I was going to paint her face. I ended up holding on for later. We ventured deeper into the maze of equipment. On one of the free weight devices I had Sheri lay down. There were high bars to each side of the bench and she spread her legs, resting a foot on each of them allowing me perfect access to her cunt. I spread my towel on the floor and proceeded to ravage her with my tongue. She was more than a little vocal as she came and this time I thought for certain we'd get caught, but again no one appeared. I mopped up her sopping maw with my towel and we moved on. Holding my towel in front of me to hide my hard-on, we made our way upstairs and stood for a while on the indoor track that ran around the perimeter of the gym a floor above the volleyball game and watched. My dick went flaccid again, so I was able to return the towel to slung around my neck. Sheri reached over at one point and fondled it, and it was at then that one of the women playing below glanced up and caught us. She quickly diverted her eyes, but there was no doubt that she had seen me getting groped. I parked the towel on the rail in front of me and Sheri's groping turned into a full fledged handjob. Every once in while the woman below would glance up. Even though my now swollen again cock was hidden from her view by the towel, I'm certain that she knew exactly what was going on. Again I stopped Sheri short of bringing me to full climax and we ventured up another level to where the handball courts are located. No one was around and we wandered around for a bit, stopping here and there to grope each other or for her to suck my cock. At one point we stood right in front of a large window while I stuck a finger in her and nibbled her nipples. If anyone saw anything we never knew. I liked the concept that someone might be watching, but it would have been much better if we knew for certain that there was. All total there were four levels to the courts, two above two. After we'd explored them all I led her to a court on the second tier and spread my towel out on the floor right in the middle of the space. She started to go down on her knees and reached for my cock to suck, but I told her to lay down on her back and "spread 'em". After she was properly in position I knelt down and positioned my fat cockhead mushroom at the entrance to her juicy slit, then in one smooth forceful thrust shoved it all the way in. Sheri let out a little yelp and I started to bang away in and out. I held her legs, partly to keep them that way and partly just to have something to hang on to. We fucked away like that for probably twenty minutes. She came a couple times and finally I reached the edge too. I pulled out and stood, then splattered my load of creamy white goo all over the front of her as she fingered her clit and came again. I looked around and still no audience. But if felt good to stand there still hard with a naked woman laying at my feet covered in my jizz. After a couple minutes I started to go limp and Sheri sat up then stood and used the towel to mop herself up. I commented on how it was too bad we hadn't drawn an audience. She giggled and told me that we had, that I must have missed the guy standing on the observation gallery jacking off as we fucked. I suddenly went hard again. There was no one there now, but I loved the fact that we had been watched. As we headed out and down to the main level I again had to hold my towel in front of me to hide my erection. Sheri had a quick rinse in the shower and we headed to the steam room. There were several others already there but shortly after we arrived, all but one exited. No sooner were they gone than Sheri stood up then straddled my legs and pushed a breast right into my face. I wondered how the guy that was left would react, but I felt my cock getting rigid once again. Sheri did too and before I realized it, she had positioned herself so that she could impale herself on it ever so slowly. Once she had engulfed it with her cunt she stated bouncing away on it. I looked over at the other guy. Sure enough he was masturbating as she gyrated with my pole buried deep inside her. He said something about how lucky it was to get two shows in one night and I just about came right then and there. Sheri had other ideas and told him that it would be nice to have a cock in her mouth too. He certainly didn't need much convincing. Standing on the step that I was seated on, his member was at a perfect height for her to take in her mouth. She sucked and slurped away without losing a beat in the workout she was giving my dick and her pussy. Before long the heat and eroticism of the situation brought all three of us to powerful climaxes. After we all disengaged, Sheri made a beeline for the locker room and had another shower before dressing and heading out. I stuck around and spent a little time swimming and luxuriating in the jacuzzi before also going my way. We've gotten together once more since then. That time she told me to meet her at one of her girlfriends house. We thought we would have the place all to ourselves but it turned out the girl's brother was home. We got naked in the basement den and she sucked on me for a bit but then we ended up chasing upstairs and bursting in naked on the brother who was in his room playing a video game. He was in his late twenties and a real nerd, but Sheri grabbed him by the hand and we all three went back downstairs. He never took his clothes off, but he sat there and watched as I reamed Sheri in true doggy style, her on her knees with her ass in the air, and me in a crouch position over her, slamming away. When I came that night I pulled out and blasted it all over her ass and back just so he could see. When it was over he went for some paper towels and after he returned, handed them to me and then disappeared. I'm guessin' that he probably made tracks for the bathroom and jerked himself off. Sheri remained naked as we shared a cold Corona and after a half hour or so I left. Last time we spoke she promised to set something up so that her roomate would end up accidently discovering us "en flagrante delicto". It just might be time to pursue that.